Holy cow, it's been forever since I've updated. I feel like such a bad person. Lol but hopefully, my reviewers haven't abandoned me! PLEASE! Lol Alright, I had a looong weekend and I was soooo tired all the time. So sorry, loves. Here's your chapter!
Will, Elizabeth, and James were welcomed to the crew with a loud cheer. Isabelle knew right away that there would be a party that night. When Isabelle climbed on deck there were many cheers and good natured cat calls. Isabelle struck a post and Jack laughed behind her. He picked her up and she squealed. "Mine!" he called to the crew and they all laughed and booed him. Jack walked away with her still in his arms and Will climbed up on deck. Litler hugged him and Will smiled. "Haven't seen you in forever, Turner!" Litler shouted over all the commotion on the deck. "Where've you been?" he asked. Will patted his back and leaned into his ear.
"I've been getting married!" Will said and walked off with Litler at his heels. Elizabeth appeared behind him and the crew responded to her the same way they did to Isabelle. She laughed and smiled brightly.
"Oh, what a bunch of pirates!" she yelled and hugged Gibbs. There were still hoots and hollers about her and Isabelle and Will came up behind her.
"Don't make me stake my claim," Will warned with a smile on his lips. The cheering grew louder and Jack and Isabelle watched from a short distance, still smiling. He plucked Elizabeth off her feet and she held onto his neck. "Mine," he shouted and walked off toward Jack and Isabelle where they would watch James come up. The crew got ready. Jack elbowed Will, which proved to be difficult seeing as he was still holding Isabelle. Will looked at him, still smiling.
"This is gonna be good," he said and they both turned to watch. James climbed over and the crew stood, chests out, feet together and arms raised in mock salute. James turned and looked to Jack and Will who both put on innocent faces and Isabelle and Elizabeth just laughed and laughed. James rolled his eyes and saluted the men. The deck cheered like pirates again. James made his way over to Jack and shook his head.
"Nice, Sparrow," he said and smiled, making his way toward his room. Will and Elizabeth scurried over to their room and brought Isabelle's case to Jack's room. Isabelle started to shout the orders Jack had told her and the pirates obeyed. Besides Elizabeth, Will, Ana, and Gibbs, and of course their captain, they listened to Isabelle with no whining or silent curses. Ana took the wheel from Jack and Jack found Isabelle talking with one of the crew members about something. He twirled her around and winked at the crew member.
"Alright, love. It's time for yer sword lesson." Jack shrugged off his jacket and pulled off his shirt, leaving his bare chest and toned stomach exposed. Isabelle unsheathed her sword and pointed it at Jack who instinctively backed up. He smiled and unsheathed his own. "You think this wise, lass? Crossing blades with a pirate?" he asked and she smiled. They pared around the deck for quite some time and Isabelle was better than Jack anticipated. When she stepped, she seemed to be stepping on the air itself and she was just so graceful with it all. The way she held her sword, the way she was on defense, the way she held her shoulders back and kept that unnerving smile on her face the whole time.
She blocked one of Jack's hits and stopped, looking jack straight in the eye and switching her sword to her dominant hand. "Very good, Sparrow. But let's see how you fight when I use my dominant hand," she said and Jack looked at her in disbelief. He started to fight her again and she blocked all his hits expertly.
"Where did ye learn how to fight like this, love?" he asked her. She smiled and side stepped one of his thrusts.
"I taught myself," she said and smirked as his eyes widened.
"Tell me," Jack said and she looked up in confusion. Jack saw this as the opportune moment. He hit her sword out of her hand and tripped her. She tumbled to the ground and Jack straddled her waist, his nose to her nose. They were both dripping with sweat and breathing heavily.
"Ta," Isabelle breathed and Jack laughed. Isabelle could feel his warm breath against her skin and she closed her eyes for a minute. When she looked back up Jack smiled. He leaned down and kissed her deeply right there on the deck. He dropped his sword next to hers and he laced her fingers with his as he kissed her. She ran her free hand over his bare chest and he smiled against her lips. When he broke the kiss Isabelle looked up at him with hunger and passion in her eyes. Jack contained himself.
"Marry me," he said suddenly. Isabelle's eyes softened and the hunger turned into deep love. She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him again and again. "What is that, a no?" he asked, smiling into her hair. She held his chin and looked into his dark brown eyes.
"I will marry you," she said and he laughed. "Yes, Jack Sparrow!" she shouted and kissed him again. Jack grabbed their swords with one hand and with the other he lifted Isabelle into his arms. She kissed him all over on the way to their cabin. Jack shut and locked the door behind him, not planning on emerging for quite some time.
Will and Elizabeth watched them from a distance and Will smiled, knowingly. Elizabeth was on him like a cheap suit. "What just happened, Will Turner?" Will looked at her innocently. "Don't look at me like that," she said and smiled.
"I think Jack just proposed," Will said still eyeing the closed cabin doors. Elizabeth squealed and smiled happily.
"Finally!" she said and Will laughed, taking her into his arms.
Jack and Isabelle didn't emerge from the cabin until dinner. Dinner was pushed back an hour later so that the Captain could announce his big news. Elizabeth's idea, naturally. When they did finally find their way into the galley, they looked disheveled and extremely happy. Jack and Isabelle took a seat next to Elizabeth and Will. James was getting gloriously drunk at the other end of the table with a few other pirates. Elizabeth and Will looked at Jack expectantly and Jack furrowed his brow. Isabelle whispered something short in his ear and Jack nodded. Jack stood and cleared his throat. The room suddenly became quiet, allowing everyone to hear the subtle creaking of the ship. Jack smiled to himself and began once he had everyone's attention.
"Alright. Short 'n sweet. Isabelle is te be m'wife!" he shouted and pulled Isabelle up next to him. The whole galley was louder than it had ever been with the cheering and the shouting. Jack was glad they took it so well. Isabelle smiled up at him and Jack leaned down and kissed her.
Isabelle and Jack sat down at the table together back in their cabin hours later going over the maps and the illogical plans that Jack had so expertly come up with. Isabelle downed the rum beside her like it was water and jack wasn't much different. There were countless maps strewn across the table and some were even gracing the floor along with Jack's shirt, and both of their boots. They were studying the map of the Amazon that Jack had drawn weeks ago and Isabelle was picking up n the pirate traits quicker than Jack had ever imagined. She was already sitting with her feet up on the table, crossed at the ankles just like Jack. She held her rum in one hand and used her free hand to point and gesture.
Jack had never been happier in his life. He had never been with someone that completed him like Isabelle did. She was his adventure. She was his life now, and that was just fine with him. In fact, he couldn't wait until she was completely his. He smiled as she silently traced out different routes with the tips of her fingers. She would trace for a little while, pull her hand back and furrow her brow like something was the matter. Of course, the routes she had chosen were all perfectly normal, but deciding she knew something else to be a problem; she stopped and forgot about the route all together. She would find a few that would make sense to her and she would smile up at Jack who would laugh at her innocent ways.
Watching Isabelle at work was like watching a talented sculptor or painter. Something that only happened once in a while. She would work so silently and so accurately that it was almost unbelievable. Jack loved to watch her. He loved her expressions and her small smiled of accomplishment when she had completed her goal. Sometimes she would take a swig of her rum, but most of the time she was content with just holding it in her hand and concentrating on the task at hand. She bit her lip, trying to find the best way into the Amazon Isles. Jack watched as she ran her eyes across the paper over and over again, not wanting to miss anything. She finally picked up the pen that Jack had given her a long while ago and traced the perfect route in to find Jack's beloved treasure.
Isabelle sighed happily. A job well done. She went over the dark black lines with her eyes one more time to make sure that it was right and she hadn't veered off anywhere. It was perfect and she would openly admit that. Jack had been so busy watching her and processing everything that she did, he hadn't had one sip of his rum in a good hour. And he, the great Jack Sparrow, hadn't said anything in over an hour. Isabelle removed her bare feet from the table and walked over to Jack who also took his bare feet off the table. He set his bottle of rum down and opened his arms, welcoming her She sat on his lap and leaned into his embrace, happy to be back in his arms.
Captain and fiancée knew it was very late but their feet led them out on the deck anyway. Despite being tired, Jack and Isabelle made their way to the helm. Jack danced Isabelle all the way across the empty deck and she twirled gracefully and with such practiced ease, Jack could have sworn she was dancing on the sea itself. They could hear nothing but the water lapping against the bottom of the ship, and they could see nothing but each other in the moonlight. Isabelle watched as Jack smiled at her silliness and he picked her up gently, carrying her up to the helm to steer the ship until morning with him.
Night always brought out the best in Jack and Isabelle. They had done many great things at night. Plans, repairs, sailing, dining, dancing. But they had always found the time for one another. No matter what they were ding. They could be on complete opposite sides of the deck and somehow they would find each other and be content with just standing next to the other. It was during the night when they enjoyed each other's company the most. When they were alone on the deck with nothing but the moon, the stars, and the fresh ocean air as the companions. When they talked and laughed and joked. Where they sang and danced and kissed.
Now Isabelle was encircled in Jack's arms. She had taken her place between him and the wheel, leaning into him as he captained the great ship underneath their feet.
Elizabeth and Will watched from their perch in the sparrow's nest as Jack and Isabelle came out from the cabin and dance together gracefully and merrily across the lonely deck. Jack and Isabelle neither spoke nor touched, they simply were. They glided alongside each other and smiled when the other did something funny or unexpected. And as soon as they started to dance, the stopped, inches apart from each other. Jack smiled and Isabelle let him sweep her bare feet off the warm wooden deck. She held onto Jack's neck softly and Jack smiled down at her with such admiration in his eyes that Elizabeth thought she would cry.
They watched as Jack walked up the stairs to the helm with great ease and grace. They wondered fro a moment if this was the same Captain that was constantly drunk and babbling different saying and phrases in totally different languages. They wondered if that was the same spirited, spry woman that Jack was holding so quietly and calmly in his arms and against his bare chest. But they supposed the real mystery was how Will and Elizabeth did not notice how deep their love was before this. Before their midnight rendezvous. Will was about to say something to Elizabeth but she shushed him right away, watching the captain and his love. Even though he had put her down, she still remained close to him and he pulled her into his arms once more. He encircled his arms around her, reached out for the wheel. She smiled, knowing that was where she would be all the time. In his arms, on his ship. Elizabeth and Will watched as Isabelle laid her head back against Jack's strong chest and smiled lightly, closing her eyes. Jack smiled broadly, but affectionately. Elizabeth saw the glint of a simple diamond on her finger and smiled, knowing they would forever be promised to each other.
Isabelle watched straight ahead as the stars came and went in the sky above her. As she water traveled underneath the ship and came out the other end. As the moon shone yellow high in the sky. She already knew the constellations thanks to Jack's tutoring and he was positive she could captain a ship. He placed her hands underneath his on the wheel and she looked back at him, confused. He smiled and nodded for her to look straight ahead. "You made the route. You know exactly where to go. No worries, love," he said and kissed her neck, all traces of his drunken accent gone. Isabelle smiled to herself as she felt Jack's breath against her cool skin. She did know where she was going and she was completely confident she could handle a couple hours of steering a ship. Jack was, after all, right behind her.
Hours later, Jack put the rope back on the wheel to keep it in place and Isabelle smiled, inwardly thanking him for the break. He smiled. "Too long for ye?" he asked, kissing her tired eyelids.
"No, no, Captain," she said and stood on her tip toes to kiss his lips.
"And was the company to your liking?" he asked, smiling his trademark smile. She laughed.
"Oh, yes," she said and he kissed her again. "But I'm afraid I have to go to bed now, Captain," she said and winked.
"Right behind ye," he said and chased her all the way back to the cabin.
Will and Elizabeth removed themselves from the darkness of the sparrow's nest, their feet hitting the deck with a light smack. Elizabeth's chains jingled momentarily and Will smiled at her futile attempt to not laugh at herself. "I jingle everywhere I go," she hissed, laughing at herself. Will chuckled.
"So does Jack. Join the club," he said and picked Elizabeth up and carried her back to their own cabin.
Oh, snap, long chapter. Yea, yea, that's my sorry. Here is your amazing quote which I know you are all looking forward to….
You can tie me up, but you can't tie me down. My hands may be tied, but my heart's not bound. You may leave me here and watch me die, but to the horizon my soul will fly.
I thought of Jack saying that, kneeling on the floor before his captors, cocky till the last minutes of his life. I dunno, I usually get these pictures with certain quotes, and that one was amazing. Hard to explain. Any way, review! Please I love them!
-Desperado
