Hey ya'll, I love Jack so much I decided that I'd write about him AGAIN tonight! Haha, alright, AJ-Sparrow, I loved your review, seriously, it was really thoughtful and exactly what I like to hear in my reviews, and I'm glad you like to see Jack and Ana communicating so well. Much love to you all thanks very much.. here chapter… like.. 15? Lol –
Jack awoke in the middle of the night and looked over to Isabelle. She wasn't there, much to his surprise. He walked out on deck after pulling on a pair of breeches and looked around. He saw the back of her, standing idly, watching the dark horizon. Her hair whipped around her back and face, but she didn't seem to notice. Jack swallowed and shoved the dream that kept protruding his thoughts out of the way. He walked up to Isabelle and she turned around, startled. When she saw it was just Jack she smiled and wrapped her arms tightly around his stomach, breathing in the scent he carried around with him always.
"Are you okay, love?" he asked her gently, whispering into her hair. Isabelle pulled back and looked into Jack's eyes.
"Do you love me?" she asked. Jack furrowed his brow, but replied without hesitating.
"To the end of the world and back," Jack said quietly. Isabelle smiled and wrapped her arms back around his stomach. Jack held her tightly as he rocked her back and forth.
"I do too," she said into Jack's ear after a little while and kissed his cheek, allowing him to rock her. She never wanted to leave the safety of his arms.
The next day, Elizabeth burst into the couple's cabin, alert and already dressed in her outfit. Will walked in sleepily after her as she pulled him by the hand. Jack and Isabelle both shot up in bed and looked around wildly. "Isabelle! Time to get ready!" Elizabeth said excitedly and Jack reluctantly let her go as Elizabeth pulled her out of bed. Isabelle gave Jack a quick kiss and looked him straight in the eye and smiled at him. Then she was off again. The two men watched as Elizabeth grabbed the box from the corner and led Isabelle out of the cabin. Will walked over to Jack and sat down on the edge of the bed, his hands in his suit pockets still yawning.
"I think you ought to get ready too, Jack. I don't know if you can be fashionably late to your own wedding," Will said and Jack smiled sheepishly.
To be on deck was a safety hazard. Members of Jack's crew ran around like mad trying to put everything in place like Elizabeth and Ana had ordered. The two women working together were like geniuses. Elizabeth had left Ana to help Isabelle, but Ana seemed to have everything under control. Or somewhat. Elizabeth already had a tub of hot water ready for Isabelle and she sank underneath the sweet smelling oils in the water and relaxed. She knew she had absolutely nothing to worry about She knew she loved Jack and that was all that mattered to her. Once she was done with her bat, Elizabeth dried her off thoroughly and began to help her dress. Isabelle was laughing and smiling the whole time, enjoying being with her best friend on her wedding day. There was a small knock on the door and Elizabeth rushed over to it, opening it a crack. Will appeared and Elizabeth smiled broadly.
"Jack says this is for Isabelle," he said and handed Elizabeth the black velvet box and a folded red material Jack had given to him. Elizabeth nodded her head and Will made his way back down the hallway at a jog. Elizabeth shut the door and walked into the cabin near Isabelle.
"This is for you, Elle," she said and handed her the box. Isabelle took it and smiled, confused. "It's from Jack." Elizabeth watched as Isabelle's face lit up and her eyes brightened. She watched as Isabelle slowly opened the box and gasped. Inside was a string of pearls with a single black pearl in the middle. Elizabeth took it out of the box and Isabelle turned around, holding her long black hair in her hand as Elizabeth clipped it around her neck Isabelle turned to the mirror and smiled. She unfolded the red material in her hands and smiled. It was a red sash to go from one shoulder to her hip with Jack's sparrow embossed in gold at the hip. She could feel the tears in her eyes, threatening to drop. "Don't cry, honey. This is your wedding day!" Be happy. You've got a beautiful gift and a beautiful husband to be," Elizabeth said and Isabelle smiled and laughed out loud at her friend.
Isabelle sat at a little table with a mirror in front of it while Elizabeth did her hair back in a little bun, allowing some to stay down in the back and a few loose strands to play at the tips of her eyelashes. Elizabeth ran to the door and stuck her head out. "WILL!" she shouted. It wasn't long before Isabelle heard footsteps and Will's low, soft voice. Elizabeth waited at the door for Will and then shut it when he returned. She came back to Isabelle and smiled as she put the white lilies in her curly black bun. Next was Isabelle makeup. Isabelle raised her hands and smiled lightly.
"None," she said calmly and with a little smile on her rosy lips. Elizabeth nodded and smiled.
"Saved the best for last," Elizabeth said and eyed the classic white dress laying on the bed.
Isabelle stood still and laughed to herself as Elizabeth pulled the strings on her corset. Even though she laughed and smiled the whole time, she whined and moaned about the thing. "Why do I have to wear one of these?" she complained.
"Oh, hush," Elizabeth said and pulled the last string tight. Elizabeth walked over to Isabelle with her dress in her hands then stopped. "You put it on," she said warmly and handed the dress over tenderly. Isabelle took the dress from her long time friend and smiled. Isabelle turned toward the mirror and slipped into the soft white material. She had Elizabeth lace the back of it as she stood before the full length mirror. Elizabeth stepped back from Isabelle when she was done and let her admire herself.
The gown itself was breath taking but with Isabelle in it, the gown was even more beautiful. Dotted here and there at her hips were pearls embroidered into the fabric and surrounded by lace. The dress came off the shoulder and was actually quite simple. Jack had told her to incorporate the pearls in though so she had. All she wanted was a simple dress that she and Jack loved. The dress did round out as it fell from her waist, but other than that, it was a beautiful white gown, simple, yet elegant. She hadn't wanted a veil, just the flowers that Elizabeth had so expertly woven into her delicate hair. Besides Jack's pearl necklace, she wore no jewels of any importance. The only thing she needed was her ring and her pearls. She didn't want to wear shoes either, so she didn't.
Elizabeth admired her friends from behind, looking into the same mirror she was. She saw how Isabelle had changed from a broken child, a prisoner under her own father, to a beautiful, loved woman. Jack's love had changed her for the better. He had taught her it was alright to be who she was and it was alright to love a pirate, to love him back. There was a new glow in her eyes now. They were no longer dull and shy. They were bright and merry, like nothing in the world could bring her down. All she needed was standing right in front of her. All she needed were her friends, and the only love she had ever had. Isabelle turned around, startling Elizabeth out of her reverie. Isabelle looked at her friend straight in the eye and smiled. Not a polite smile, not the smile of someone was smiles just because, but the smile of someone who was loved dearly. The smile of someone who was genuinely happy and cared for. She ran into Elizabeth's open arms and hugged her friend tightly. Elizabeth rocked her back and forth and laughed, remembering all the fun times they shared in the past. She pushed the past aside, making room for all the mischief they would cause in the future.
Jack waited on deck, smiling at his crew who were wiggling in their seats. They couldn't believe it. Their Captain. Captain Jack Sparrow was getting married. After all the years of being alone and the only Sparrow terrorizing the seas. Now there would be two Sparrows and two reasons to watch their backs. The wind tugged at Jack's tied back hair and he smiled even bigger, imagining Isabelle's face when she saw his hair tied back. Will stood to the side of him, smiling smugly. He had been with Jack all morning and was surprised that Jack had no rum whatsoever. Jack didn't even have breakfast. All Jack thought about, all he talked about, was Isabelle. All he cared about.
Everyone stopped their constant talking as Isabelle appeared at the edge of the carpet laid out on the deck of the Black Pearl. She carried a small bouquet of lilies and red roses as she walked down the isle. Jack watched with a roguish smile on his face and his hands clasped in front of him like James who was standing right behind Will. All eyes were on Isabelle as she floated up to Jack. Jack unclasped his hands and held onto hers and Ana took her bouquet. She furrowed her brow at him and shook her head, bringing up her hand. In a second, Jack's long black hair fell from its binds and graced his shoulders. He laughed and fought back the urge to kiss her right then.
Jack looked deep into Isabelle's eyes as the priest read off the traditional words of matrimony. She looked at him right back and her gentle smile never left her face. Jack snapped back to reality as the priest began to talk to him.
"Now, if you will repeat after me. I, Jack Sparrow take thee, Isabelle Thatcher to be my lawfully wedded wife…"
Jack smiled down at Isabelle. "I Jack Sparrow take thee, Isabelle Thatcher to by my lawfully wedded wife…"
"To have and to hold from this day forward…"
"To have and to hold from this day forward…" Jack chuckled and winked.
"For better or for worse, for richer or for poorer…"
"For better or for worse, for richer or for poorer…" Isabelle laughed at that one.
"In sickness and in health, to love and to cherish 'till death do us part…"
"In sickness and in health, to love and to cherish 'till death do us part," Jack promised, squeezing her hands as she smiled at him.
"And I hereto pledge my faithfulness." The priest finished.
"And I hereto pledge my faithfulness." He smiled, thinking about what Isabelle would do if he wasn't faithful… The priest moved onto Isabelle.
"I, Isabelle Thatcher take thee, Jack Sparrow, to be my lawfully wedded husband." Isabelle began and Jack's mind wandered as Isabelle and the priest went through it all again. They exchanged their rings, both fidgeting in anticipation in the process.
"You may now, kiss your bride, Jack Sparrow," the priest said and Jack pulled Isabelle closed and kissed her deeply as the whole deck went up in cheers. James laughed and smiled broadly.
"Drinks all around!" he shouted and the crew laughed and cheered once more. The food was brought up on deck along with the barrels of rum. Jack and his men sat at one table and Isabelle and her women sat at another, laughing and drinking. Ana came up to her and hugged her tight. "And to think, ye were just a scared girl when ye came on the ship!" Ana said and Isabelle threw her head back and laughed. Jack looked up from his second rum and spotted Isabelle. He excused himself from the table and waltzed over to her, coming up behind her. She turned around, knowing who it was already and kissed him.
"How'd ye know it was me, love?" he asked and she smiled.
"Because, Jack, no one sneaks up on me," she said and Jack laughed. Some of the crew started to play their instruments and Isabelle's eyes lit up. Jack pleaded with her but she wouldn't have it. He handed off his rum bottle to Will as Isabelle pulled him onto the dance floor with her. Jack started to dance and soon, Isabelle hitched up her gown and they both danced wildly. It wasn't long before Will, Liz, Ana, and James started to dance right along with them. The rest of Jack's crew caught on and started to dance too.
They danced for the better part of the night and Isabelle and Jack slipped away from the ever energetic crowd. Jack carried her to their cabin and dropped her on the bed. She smiled as Jack unlaced her white gown. He smiled to himself. She was his wife. He couldn't believe it. He kept repeating it to himself. His wife. His gorgeous, wonderful wife. He took off his weapon belt and his red sash, matching Isabelle's, and threw them on the ground next to Isabelle's things and looked at her. She was wearing only her rings and her pearls. She smiled and pulled him to her. "I love you," he said in a low voice and she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"I love you too," she said back and they were lost to the world until morning.
That's that. I hope you liked it. I tried to make it.. good. Lol… here's your much anticipated quote. REVIEW!
There are millions of people in this world, but in the end it all comes down to one. I still panic sometimes, forget to breathe. But I know there's something beautiful in all my imperfections, a beauty that's held out for only me to see. And a strength that can never be taken away.
-Desperado
