Jaden couldn't believe it. Things had gone so wrong in such a short time. People were dead, families were torn apart and a marriage was on the rocks. Jaden tried to talk to Megan. Megan had shut her out along with the rest of the world. She knew Will would help Shavai to get through what they had to get through. From the looks of things their lives were just like the ship - they had strayed so far off course. Things weren't funny anymore. Jaden wished she could go back. Mistakes didn't upset her, but it was her inability to right them that did it. Jaden leaned on the ship's edge looking into the water below. At this point, things were so messed up she actually considered letting it all end right here. All she had to do was lean over far enough and just let go. Breathe in and life would go. But it wouldn't solve anything.
"Pardon, miss."
Jaden was startled to hear a croaky sound that was obviously an alcohol-abused male's voice. She looked over to see just who she thought she would.
"Ah, Mr. Gibbs. And what could I do for you? Shower perhaps?" She looked him up and down. He had shed a few pounds, but it was hardly noticable behind the greasy looking dirt that clad practically every inch of his skin. She wanted to shudder at the thought of the rest of him.
"I was wonderin' if I could speak to ye about Jack." He said plainly. It wasn't even a real question. It was a suggestion.
"There's nothing to discuss." Jaden replied, directing her gaze back to the roaring sea that crashed against the ship.
"But. miss." Mr. Gibbs took it upon himself to misconstrue the word no. Jaden could feel him moving beside her to look out as well. 'Oh well', she thought, 'it's anybody's ocean.' He continued. "It was the drink. When Jack's had one too many, he tends to lose control."
"It's Jack bloody Sparrow! He never has loss of control! One too many seems to keep the brute sober! It never changes!" Jaden began to gain volume in her voice, making a few of the people on deck look over. "He has everything planned out. Subconciously or not...he knew what he was doing." Jaden ran things over in her head.
"I assure ye miss, he didn't." Mr. Gibbs spoke loud, and yet calmly. Jaden looked out the corner of her eye and noticed some movement.
"Look, Gibbs. I know how close you two are. It's very sweet that you would do things for your friend - especially when HE'S RIGHT AROUND THE CORNER LISTENING IN." Jaden highlighted her selected words. "But the fact of the matter is, I'm spending the rest of this voyage away from him. And when the ship docks, I'm leaving alone. Now if you please." Jaden began to walk away past the corner. Mr. Gibbs didn't even try to go after her. As soon as she passed the corner, Jack jumped out from behind a cabin-like dwelling on the ship.
"Please, please, please, love." Jack said grabbing her hand. "Give me another chance. I di'n't mean it!" Jaden looked down at his hand touching hers.
"Let go, Jack." Jaden said sternly. He didn't comply. "Get off."
Nothing. She pulled out her sword and yanked her hand back, stanced with the blade between them at his throat. Jack glanced down at the blade. He got down on his knees at Jaden's feet. She kept the blade placed there.
"Anyone can make a mistake, love." He said. He pushed his neck harder to the blade. "I just wanted you to be happy."
The entire crew was caught up in the continuing soap-opera. Mr. Gibbs walked forward and helped Jack to his feet.
"Jack, get up ya damned fool. She's not in a triflin' mood." Mr. Gibbs stood with Jack as he looked into Jaden's eyes. Jaden withdrew her sword and walked hastily away. Jack stepped forward before she was out of sight.
"I know you! I know you only walk away to see who'll follow you!" Jack yelled through cupped hands.
Jaden didn't even glance back. Jack muttered.
"But I would. I'd follow you anywhere."
By the next day, a terrible wind blew strongly. Shavai leaned against Will's chest. Shavai had had visions of her children's futures, how they would grow up and have children of their own . Her visions were never wrong. She had seen her children's futures. How could they ever grow up if they had just died? For the first time ever, Shavai questioned if her powers and visions were the true future, or what she had hoped for as their mother? She questioned everything that ran through her head. The ocean seemed surrounded in a thick cloud of silence. Then off in the distance, a loud whistle was heard.
