Jack left the room without speaking to her and went into the library to
read. It was there Adam found him.
"They're getting a bit young aren't they?"
Jack didn't look up from his book. "Hmm"
"I'm not saying she's not breathtaking. "
"mmm"
"Stunning actually."
Jack looked up. "What are you going on about?"
"Elizabeth"
"Oh." Jack grinned "Elizabeth is it?"
"Uh, Miss Swann. I,I was saying she is quite delightful."
Jack made a face. "Not if yer stuck on an island with 'er trust me mate."
He felt bad. He'd never heard Adam mention a girl outside of Anna Maria. Things must have gotten pretty bad with them again. He made a mental note to teach her the fine art of groveling.
"Yes. She's Bill Turner's son's girl." Jack was hoping Adam wasn't fancying Elizabeth.
Adam nodded. "Yes, Yes I remember."
Jack nodded.
Jack hesitantly picked up his book. His eyes peered over the pages at his brother.
He put it down. He sighed, really not wanting to be interrupted. "Was there something you wanted? "
"Jack" Adam leaned forward. "Bill is alive."
"Ohhhhhh not this again. Adam, Adam don't you think I want that to be true too?"
He rubbed his face with his hands.
"But listen. He's being held prisoner!"
"Yes, yes by goblins. I know, I know." His hand raked back through his hair then fell to the arm of the chair.
"Not goblins. Nivashi."
"Nivashi. Alright, I'll bite." He raised his hands in surrender as he leaned back resigned to hear Adam's latest version of how Bill Turner survived underwater for ten years. His hands flipped in the air. "What's a Nivashi?"
"Water spirits. Sidi told me about them."
"Sidi. Oh great. Now I really want to 'ear this."
Adam explained the Nivashi to his very unreceptive brother. "So you see? He's alive! Jack! I talk to him!"
"No Adam you want to talk to him. Your dreams are premonitions or prophetic. Never are they two way communication and Sidi.." Jack's blood was boiling. He slammed the book down on the table and stomped off to find her.
"Jack!" Adam called. "Jack wait!" He struggled to rise and follow him. "Wait!"
Sidi's bedroom door burst open. Jack grabbed her and jerked her off the bed. "How dare you. How dare you fill his head with nonsense. What are you trying to do drive him crazy?" He yelled pushing her hard against the wall.
Sidi slapped him. "Get the hell out of here. How dare you break into my room and manhandle me like a wild animal."
He waved his finger in her face. "Stop it with the Bill Turner stories. You're 'urting him. I don't know what yer game is but I'm warning you Sidi, yer in dangerous water now. Play with me all ye want. Keep 'im out of it."
"I love Adam! He asked me to read for him and I did. Period. End of conversation. Jonathan honestly I don't' care whether you believe in Nivashi or not. I don't care."
"Yer playin' mind games with 'im to get at me. I'll say this only once. Don't push me Sidi. I will not 'ave Adam hurt."
Sidi looked at him in incredible disbelief. "Oh my God. Is anything ever NOT about YOU Jonathan? Could there possibly ever be something out there that isn't all about the great Captain Jack Sparrow!? Can you possibly fathom that maybe time actually continues in other people's lives when you are not around and Good Lord can it be true that we don't awaken first thing in the morning with thoughts of you in our minds?!
He still had her by the shoulders. He couldn't think of a response. He was angry. Why did just looking at her make him want to kill her? His hands tightened on her arms. She let out a wimper.
"I mean it Sidi."
She looked at him defiantly. "What are you going to do? Hit me? Ha! You're not drunk enough."
Simultaneously their their mouths connected. His hands frantically rediscovering her. Her hands gripping his hair. He backed to the bed and fell backward taking her with him. There were no words shared as they conquered one another passionately.
He woke up with his arms around her. His first sensation of the morning was the sweet scent of spice in her hair. He hugged her then kissed her neck snuggling closer, his lad hard against her bottom. He shook himself from the grogginess of the morning's first thought and suddenly realized just whom he was with.
"Oh God. He thought. I wasn't even drunk. What do I do?"
She woke up with his arms around her. Her first sensation of the morning was the warmth of his arms around her. His breath on her neck and manhood against her made her softly moan. She shook herself from the grogginess of the morning's first thought and suddenly realized just whom she was with.
"Oh God. She thought. I wasn't even drunk. What do I do?"
Jack slowly and deliberately slid his arms away from her and with great care stole away from the bed grabbing his clothing as naked he made a beeline to his own bedroom. It would be so much easier not to have to face her and actually have to formulate and produce civil words. He could worry about that later.
She felt him slowly and deliberately slide his arms away from her and with great care steal away from the bed grabbing his clothing as naked he made a beeline to his own bedroom. She sighed in relief. It would be so much easier not to have to face him and actually have to formulate and produce civil words. She could worry about that later.
Sidi sat up. "Oh God. This didn't enhance my Everything-is-not-about-you speech." She let her head drop into her hands. How did this happen?
The family gathered at the breakfast table. Jackie ate in the nursery with the governess. Meals were uncomfortably silent when Jack was home. This one was no different. The brothers kissed their mother good morning and nodded greetings to their father simply saying "Sir" then took their places at the table. Sidi did the same. They were served breakfast. Their eyes stayed on their plates as they ate.
"Charles," Adam broke the morning silence. "Did you hear the wind last night?" Charles looked up blankly and shook his head. "Well," Adam continued. "It was certainly moaning frightfully in my room last night." Charles dropped his spoon and started to laugh. "Oh! The wind! Yes, Yes! I thought I heard something."
Sidi turned beet red. This wasn't the first time the brothers teased her in code during a meal. She tried not to laugh. She elbowed Charles and whispered. "Oh Stop!"
"Oh Stop" He mimicked with a smile
"Your rooms are on the other side. You don't get the wind as hard " Adam winked at her with an ear-to-ear grin.
"Trust me Adam.' Charles continued through a bit of toast. "I'm certain that wind wasn't quite as hard as it sounded. I've heard much more robust gusts."
Adam started to laugh.
Sidi folder her arms on the table and dropped her head.
Jack looked up. "There weren't no wind last night."
Charles didn't look up. "Yes we know."
"They're getting a bit young aren't they?"
Jack didn't look up from his book. "Hmm"
"I'm not saying she's not breathtaking. "
"mmm"
"Stunning actually."
Jack looked up. "What are you going on about?"
"Elizabeth"
"Oh." Jack grinned "Elizabeth is it?"
"Uh, Miss Swann. I,I was saying she is quite delightful."
Jack made a face. "Not if yer stuck on an island with 'er trust me mate."
He felt bad. He'd never heard Adam mention a girl outside of Anna Maria. Things must have gotten pretty bad with them again. He made a mental note to teach her the fine art of groveling.
"Yes. She's Bill Turner's son's girl." Jack was hoping Adam wasn't fancying Elizabeth.
Adam nodded. "Yes, Yes I remember."
Jack nodded.
Jack hesitantly picked up his book. His eyes peered over the pages at his brother.
He put it down. He sighed, really not wanting to be interrupted. "Was there something you wanted? "
"Jack" Adam leaned forward. "Bill is alive."
"Ohhhhhh not this again. Adam, Adam don't you think I want that to be true too?"
He rubbed his face with his hands.
"But listen. He's being held prisoner!"
"Yes, yes by goblins. I know, I know." His hand raked back through his hair then fell to the arm of the chair.
"Not goblins. Nivashi."
"Nivashi. Alright, I'll bite." He raised his hands in surrender as he leaned back resigned to hear Adam's latest version of how Bill Turner survived underwater for ten years. His hands flipped in the air. "What's a Nivashi?"
"Water spirits. Sidi told me about them."
"Sidi. Oh great. Now I really want to 'ear this."
Adam explained the Nivashi to his very unreceptive brother. "So you see? He's alive! Jack! I talk to him!"
"No Adam you want to talk to him. Your dreams are premonitions or prophetic. Never are they two way communication and Sidi.." Jack's blood was boiling. He slammed the book down on the table and stomped off to find her.
"Jack!" Adam called. "Jack wait!" He struggled to rise and follow him. "Wait!"
Sidi's bedroom door burst open. Jack grabbed her and jerked her off the bed. "How dare you. How dare you fill his head with nonsense. What are you trying to do drive him crazy?" He yelled pushing her hard against the wall.
Sidi slapped him. "Get the hell out of here. How dare you break into my room and manhandle me like a wild animal."
He waved his finger in her face. "Stop it with the Bill Turner stories. You're 'urting him. I don't know what yer game is but I'm warning you Sidi, yer in dangerous water now. Play with me all ye want. Keep 'im out of it."
"I love Adam! He asked me to read for him and I did. Period. End of conversation. Jonathan honestly I don't' care whether you believe in Nivashi or not. I don't care."
"Yer playin' mind games with 'im to get at me. I'll say this only once. Don't push me Sidi. I will not 'ave Adam hurt."
Sidi looked at him in incredible disbelief. "Oh my God. Is anything ever NOT about YOU Jonathan? Could there possibly ever be something out there that isn't all about the great Captain Jack Sparrow!? Can you possibly fathom that maybe time actually continues in other people's lives when you are not around and Good Lord can it be true that we don't awaken first thing in the morning with thoughts of you in our minds?!
He still had her by the shoulders. He couldn't think of a response. He was angry. Why did just looking at her make him want to kill her? His hands tightened on her arms. She let out a wimper.
"I mean it Sidi."
She looked at him defiantly. "What are you going to do? Hit me? Ha! You're not drunk enough."
Simultaneously their their mouths connected. His hands frantically rediscovering her. Her hands gripping his hair. He backed to the bed and fell backward taking her with him. There were no words shared as they conquered one another passionately.
He woke up with his arms around her. His first sensation of the morning was the sweet scent of spice in her hair. He hugged her then kissed her neck snuggling closer, his lad hard against her bottom. He shook himself from the grogginess of the morning's first thought and suddenly realized just whom he was with.
"Oh God. He thought. I wasn't even drunk. What do I do?"
She woke up with his arms around her. Her first sensation of the morning was the warmth of his arms around her. His breath on her neck and manhood against her made her softly moan. She shook herself from the grogginess of the morning's first thought and suddenly realized just whom she was with.
"Oh God. She thought. I wasn't even drunk. What do I do?"
Jack slowly and deliberately slid his arms away from her and with great care stole away from the bed grabbing his clothing as naked he made a beeline to his own bedroom. It would be so much easier not to have to face her and actually have to formulate and produce civil words. He could worry about that later.
She felt him slowly and deliberately slide his arms away from her and with great care steal away from the bed grabbing his clothing as naked he made a beeline to his own bedroom. She sighed in relief. It would be so much easier not to have to face him and actually have to formulate and produce civil words. She could worry about that later.
Sidi sat up. "Oh God. This didn't enhance my Everything-is-not-about-you speech." She let her head drop into her hands. How did this happen?
The family gathered at the breakfast table. Jackie ate in the nursery with the governess. Meals were uncomfortably silent when Jack was home. This one was no different. The brothers kissed their mother good morning and nodded greetings to their father simply saying "Sir" then took their places at the table. Sidi did the same. They were served breakfast. Their eyes stayed on their plates as they ate.
"Charles," Adam broke the morning silence. "Did you hear the wind last night?" Charles looked up blankly and shook his head. "Well," Adam continued. "It was certainly moaning frightfully in my room last night." Charles dropped his spoon and started to laugh. "Oh! The wind! Yes, Yes! I thought I heard something."
Sidi turned beet red. This wasn't the first time the brothers teased her in code during a meal. She tried not to laugh. She elbowed Charles and whispered. "Oh Stop!"
"Oh Stop" He mimicked with a smile
"Your rooms are on the other side. You don't get the wind as hard " Adam winked at her with an ear-to-ear grin.
"Trust me Adam.' Charles continued through a bit of toast. "I'm certain that wind wasn't quite as hard as it sounded. I've heard much more robust gusts."
Adam started to laugh.
Sidi folder her arms on the table and dropped her head.
Jack looked up. "There weren't no wind last night."
Charles didn't look up. "Yes we know."
