Alright, here's the next chapter.. no one is reviewing! Don't make me take Elle and Jack away! Ahhh wouldn't that be bad? Lol haha.. here you are my loves- - - Jack's like mid thirties in this by the way.. I didn't have the hear to make him so old…! Hope that helps
A few minutes after the doctor left Elizabeth, Will, and James came in the cabin. Elizabeth had already changed into some of Ana's old clothes and she had her hair back in a simple plait. James had shed his naval jacket and still hadn't picked up his sword and pistol from Gibbs yet. Will looked the same as ever, dashing, with every ounce of beauty Jack possessed. Still, Isabelle couldn't help but think Jack was even more beautiful than Will. Not for how he looked, but for his actions. For the way Jack kissed her with passion and feeling. For the way Jack always knew something was wrong, and interrogated her gently until she was willing to tell him what the matter was.
Will smiled on seeing Isabelle up and alright. He kissed and hugged her, being careful of her injured shoulder. "What you did today, was truly brave. And we are proud of you," he said happily and kissed her cheek. Jack noticed how Isabelle never once let go of his hand, even for a second. Not while she hugged them and not while she kissed them. He smiled to himself. He, Jack Sparrow, had fallen for this woman. He had fallen hard.
James kissed Isabelle and cupped her face in his hands. "You are alright, Elle?" James asked.
"I'm fine! All of you stop worrying so much!" she said and smiled. "I've got Captain Sparrow here to keep me sage and out of trouble," Isabelle said. Will and James nodded, but it was Elizabeth who understood what was hiding deeper beneath her words.
They all sat and talked until one of James' soldiers came into Jack's cabin, nodding his head toward Jack and standing at attention to James. "Commodore, sir, the crew with to know when we will be sailing from the Black Pearl," they young man said. James sighed and nodded.
"Five minutes," James said and the young man nodded and left. James looked to Isabelle. "So, what are you going to do, Isabelle? Your father is dead and you have just inherited all of his fortune," James said Isabelle smiled wryly.
"Yes, James. It seems I have," she said calmly. They all waited. "Even so. I am staying here with the crew and with Jack. I have no wish to go back to what my life once was. This is family now, James." James nodded and Will and Elizabeth smiled ruefully, knowing that Isabelle had finally found her place. Piracy or not, the couple was happy for her. Jack let out the breath he was holding. He was happy she was staying. "As for the money." There was another long pause in which they all waited. "I want all of it to stay with the Turners. Who knows when I might need it again. You are free to spend it as you please, but five some to Katie also," Isabelle said, lost in thought. "Tell her she deserves better than doing maid work," Isabelle said finally. There was silence. "But I wish to stay," Isabelle said, closing any arguments anyone had.
"Why the long faces? Lizzy and Will, ye both know very well that we'll visit," Jack said quietly. Elizabeth smiled.
"Oh, yes Jack Sparrow. Yes you will visit," Elizabeth said and laughed at Jack's hurt expression. Just as Jack had changed his face to hurt, he changed it back again to happiness when he saw both Will and Elizabeth laughing. Elizabeth turned her glare on Isabelle, staring her straight in the face with a knowing smile. Isabelle looked back at her with confusion.
"What?" Isabelle whispered. Elizabeth rose from her seat and took Isabelle's hand, guiding her out of the cabin.
"Where are you going, Liz?" Will asked on seeing his wife and Isabelle leave.
"Girl time. I haven't seen Isabelle in two months, William," Elizabeth said and winked. Jack watched Elizabeth with one eyebrow cocked while she left the room.
Elizabeth pulled Isabelle out on deck where everyone was too busy to notice anyone else. The crew of the Valiant and the crew of the Black Pearl were hustling around, preparing to sail once more. Elizabeth pulled Isabelle close and the two sat down on upturned crates. Elizabeth took a second to look into Isabelle's deep, Spanish eyes. Somehow they were different than before she left. They were deeper and full of life. In a word, they were complete. She smiled and Isabelle looked at her confused. "You love Jack don't you?" Elizabeth asked her rather bluntly. Isabelle's eyes widened and she tried desperately to suppress the smile that was creeping onto her lips. Elizabeth nodded, knowing what her friend wasn't saying to her. "Isabelle…"
"Elizabeth Turner, if you so much as hint to Will that…"
"Relax, Elle. Your secret is safe with me. But does Jack know?"
"Does Jack know what?" came a low drunken voice from behind them. Isabelle froze and flashed her eyes at Elizabeth, warning her to stay quiet.
"Nothing, Captain. Just gossip," Isabelle lied gracefully. Elizabeth rolled her eyes, thinking that everything Isabelle did was graceful. She had no idea how Isabelle ever became a pirate.
"About me?" Jack asked and pointed to himself. Isabelle cocked an eyebrow and nodded. "Well, while I'm rather flattered, I do have to rain on the parade here, love," Jack said and pulled Isabelle gently to her feet. "Seems as though Jimmy's crew wants te be going like," Jack said and flitted his hand through the air. Elizabeth laughed and nudged Isabelle in the side. Isabelle shot her a look and Elizabeth merely smiled and winked, heading toward Will.
Isabelle and Jack stood side by side as Will, Elizabeth, and James filed back onto their ship, kissing and hugging them as they came. Elizabeth wrapped her arms warmly around his neck and kissed him on the mouth. "You come back to visit us and please, for the love of God, Jack, bring her back safe and in one piece," she begged. Jack laughed, picking her up and spinning her around.
"Be careful Elle. God only knows what a pirate's life is like." Will paused for a moment, looking at Elizabeth. "We know what it's like and it's not all fun and games, love," Will said and Isabelle laughed.
"You said love. Sorry Will. Sorta funny I guess," Isabelle said.
"Jack's fault," Will said nodding toward Jack. Jack gave him a crooked smile. "Will you just, take care of yourself?" Isabelle nodded and Will hugged her one more time. He went on to Jack. The two men embraced and Will looked at Jack. "Please don't let anything happen to her, Jack. Elizabeth and Norrington would be up in arms," Will said rolling his eyes.
"Looks like you've taken quite a strong liking to her too, mate," Jack said and stroked his braided beard. Will laughed and swung over to the Valiant with Elizabeth in his arms. "Be good you bloody pirate!" he shouted over his shoulder.
Isabelle kissed and hugged her long time friend, James Norrington goodbye. "I'm very proud of the way you handled yourself today," James said. "I know it wasn't east." Isabelle shook her head. "This isn't goodbye. We'll see each other again. Jack is usually true to his word," James said and laughed as Jack shouted at him. James looked Jack straight in the eye and smiled. "Take what you can, give nothing back," he said. Jack furrowed his brow, trying to think of what James meant by that, but soon gave up when James turned his gaze back on Isabelle.
"We will see you again, James," Isabelle said and stood up on her toes to kiss him goodbye. Jack shook hands with him and James silently warned Jack to keep her safe. James cast a last look over his shoulder and Jack gave him a mock salute before he swung over to his own ship.
Jack watched his good friends sail away. Elizabeth and Will were still standing near the railing, waving over to them with sad expressions on their faces. Jack finally understood why Will had been so set on dying to save Elizabeth in the past. He loved her and would do anything for her. Unfortunately for Jack's reputation, he felt the same way about Isabelle. Just as he was thinking about her, she slipped her small hand into his and held on tight, waiting for Jack to hold hers back. He did so without looking down or at her, surprisingly to him, he was not surprised she did that.
Soon after, Isabelle was back to her duties high up in the rigging, looking down on all the crew and lounging when Jack wasn't looking. This was difficult indeed because Jack kept her where he could see her. It was a rarity today, Jack was on portside making some repairs himself, and so Isabelle took the liberty of sprawling out on the platform. She looked up at the sky and expected to find the beautiful summer Caribbean blue skies all the way from horizon to horizon. Instead she found dark clouds about ready to spill their contents down on the Black Pearl. "Bloody wonderful," Isabelle cursed and got up.
She found Jack sitting with Litler, staring into a hole in the ship; obviously, it was in need of repair. "Jack, it looks like a storm is coming in," she said and Jack looked up from what he was doing. She led him to the railing and Jack looked directly up at the clouds.
"Bloody hell," Jack swore and slammed his fist down on the railing. "Litler! Gonna be a bad one tonight!" Jack yelled and made his way toward the helm, kissing Isabelle softly on the head in the process.
A few hours later, Jack was at the helm and it was pouring rain. Isabelle ran around with the crew, tying everything down so it didn't get swept off into the ocean. The rain was coming down so head, the raindrops stung as the hit her bare arms. She decided not to think about it and kept doing what she was doing. Jack caught her eye and called her over She couldn't hear a word he was saying, but made her way over to him anyway. He pulled her between his body and the wheel. "What is it Jack?" she yelled above the pouring rain.
"It's gonna be a bad one, love!" he shouted and turned the wheel, jerking her into him. She held onto his neck and rested her chin on his shoulder so she could hear him better and he could hear her. "Go below deck, Elle! I don't wanna risk losing you! Understand?" he shouted into her ear. She was a little surprised that he actually cared, but she slowly understood him. He did care about her and he made sure she knew it.
"Be careful, Jack!" she yelled and ducked under his arms. He pulled her back up and kissed her, the raindrops finding their way in between their faces. When he let her go, she ran into his cabin and shut the door behind her. She lay down in his bed and was abruptly tossed back out again onto the floor. "Bloody hell!" she cursed, picking herself up off the ground. Just as she was making her way toward the bed, another huge wave hit the ship and she was thrown into the table. She hissed in pain. She reached up and felt the cut from just over her eye, running down through her eyebrow and a little onto her cheekbone, thankfully missing her eye altogether. She decided the floor was ultimately the best place if she didn't want to get hurt even more.
When the storm had passed and the sea was back to its gentle rocking, Jack stumbled in, soaking and shivering. Isabelle jerked her head up and she frowned. Jack walked slowly into the room and Isabelle got up to help him. "Jack we need to get you out of these clothes," she said pulled off his soaking jacket.
"Ca…can't r…resist…love?" Jack asked while his teeth chattered. Even dripping wet and shivering to the bone, he was still witty and sly. Isabelle rolled her eyes and pulled his shirt over his head. "Cold!" he yelped as the cold air hit his bare, shimmering chest.
"Oh, Jack please," Isabelle scolded. "Alight, you take those wet things off, I'll find you a dry pair," Isabelle said and turned around. She searched through all Jack's drawers to find a dry, clean pair of breeches. She succeeded and turned around to find Jack fumbling with the button to his pants. "Oh, Captain really," she said, laughing as she undid the button herself.
She did manage to get him into a dry pair of breeches with a large amount of effort. Isabelle led Jack to his bed and laid him down under the covers. She sat next to him, but he couldn't stop shivering and trembling She knew what she had to do. She climbed in next to Jack and wrapped her arms around him, drawing him closer to her for body heat. Slowly, he wrapped his arms around her too and opened his eyes to look at hers. He blinked, thinking he was looking back at his, but realized hers were much darker and had a Spanish hint to them. He saw the cut she had acquired and furrowed his brow. He opened his mouth to say something but Isabelle knew just what he was thinking. "Just sleep, Jack," Isabelle said yawning. "Tomorrow is a new day." Jack smiled as she closed her eyes and kissed her lightly on the tip of her nose.
Isabelle drew the blankets tighter around them to keep Jack warm, and stayed wake until she knew he was completely asleep. She could feel his bare chest rise and fall against her own chest and smiled a little. Jack had done it again. He had been dripping wet and on the verge of hypothermia and he still cared more about Isabelle than he did about himself. She sighed, wondering how he could be so wonderful to her. Didn't matter. She was tired and in an instant she was asleep, dreaming alongside Jack.
Barbossa towered over Jack, kicking him again and again. Jack wiped the blood from his moth and looked up at the half dead Barbossa. "It ain't right to kick a man when he's down," Jack said stubbornly. Somehow, Jack didn't feel any pain, but went along with what he was trying to do. Barbossa pulled Jack up by his hair and tilted his head back exposing his throat.
"Mouthy till the last seconds of yer life, are ye, Jack?" Barbossa asked, smiling. His lips curled back, showing his yellow, decaying things he called teeth.
"Captain, savvy?" Jack corrected. Barbossa pulled out a sward and Jack felt something in his hand, something hard and cold. It was the Aztec coin. Jack held his hand up to Barbossa's sword and slit it, pushing the coin against his bleeding hand. Jack threw the coin randomly behind him and heard the clink of hold hitting gold. Barbossa turned into a human again and looked down at jack maliciously. Jack heard a soft voice from behind him with a slight Spanish accent and slight British accent. He turned to see Isabelle wearing a beautiful golden dress with a red sash. She smiled warmly at Barbossa but kept her eyes impassive.
"Captain Barbossa I presume?" she asked sweetly.
"That'd be me, lass," Barbossa growled. Isabelle's sweet expression changed dramatically and she whipped out a pistol. Without warning, she coked it and aimed for Barbossa, hitting her mark. She dropped the pistol as Barbossa dropped to the ground and came running toward Jack. She was stopped when a pirate from Barbossa's crew snatched her and carried her away screaming for him. Screaming for his help.
"Isabelle!" Jack screamed, but he couldn't move. He couldn't go and help the only person that ever meant anything to him. He tried again to move over and over again but couldn't. "Please, god, no," Jack whispered. Then suddenly the scene changed and he was in a strange house with strange people. All the servants were gathered around the doorway, watching something secretly taking place inside. Jack pushed past them, but no one noticed that he was even there. He peered inside the window and watched as Isabelle's father screamed and kicked her. "Isabelle!" Jack tried again He walked into the room and yanked Isabelle out of her father's grip. He father looked at him stunned and Isabelle clung to Jack desperately.
"Who the hell are you?" the man asked. Jack let go of Isabelle for a second and punched her father so hard he flipped over the table. The scene changed again and jack felt the warm sand underneath his bare feet. He opened his eyes and he was staring out onto the ocean from land.
"Jack! Jack, where are you, Jack!" Isabelle yelled with song in her voice. Jack could hear her laughing lightly and wondered where it was coming from. Jack looked over his shoulder at a beautiful house painted white and blue. Isabelle was standing on the front porch, heavily pregnant with a little girl holding onto her leg. "There's daddy, Katherine!" Isabelle said to the little girl and a huge grin split the little one's face. Jack watched as the little girl raced over to him. He couldn't help it, she was so cute he picked her up instantly. The little girls cheeks were flushed from the run she had made. Jack wrinkled his nose at her and watched as laughter danced in her eyes. She had dark Spanish eyes like her mother. She hugged his neck and laughed. It was music to Jack's ears. Little Katherine was laughing a sweet, innocent babies laugh that almost brought Jack to his knees.
"Avast maties!" a little voice could be heard from behind a bush. Suddenly a black haired little boy jumped out from behind the bush and attacked Jack. Jack couldn't help but notice the obvious. The black haired little boy resembled him greatly. He had Jack's deep brown eyes and jack's jet black hair. The little boy's was shorter and far curlier though. He loved both of these beautiful children immediately, and laughed when the little boy poked at his legs with his wooden sword.
"Oh, William, be good to your father, please!" Isabelle pleaded joyfully, making her way over to Jack, smiling. William and Katherine, Jack thought to himself. Two beautiful children. Could this be his future? Could it happen? Jack was going to say something to Isabelle but she faded away from the beach, holding her growing stomach and still smiling. Soon, there was no trace of her anywhere. William chased circles around his father, but as Jack was watching him, he too faded into the scenery and disappeared, reuniting with his mother in an unseen haven. Jack held onto the little baby girl in his arms, hoping to god he wouldn't take her away from him. Not his daughter, not his beautiful chestnut haired baby daughter. She patted his cheek, almost like she could sense the pain inside her father. With one hand in her small mouth and one hand on her father's cheek, she too, began to fade. The warmth on jack's cheek became less and less apparent and soon, it was gone.
Jack fell to his knees and watched the white house fall into darkness and the sand beneath his feet change to cold hard ground. The water stopped lapping the beach, and soon, Jack was engulfed in darkness. He looked around frantically for any signs of the people he had just seen, and the things he had just felt…Nothing was there.
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