Hello my loves, yes it's me once again! Cheers to you who have reviewed, I love them passionately. I don't know if you know this, but I save them all. So thanks very much. It's a little late to start with the writing now, but I feel I must for our new companera! So here are my UNDYING thanks: Scarlette- thank you for staying up so late to read my story! I seriously was soo touched that you liked it enough to miss precious sleep time! Thanks you times a million! Stick with me! Xox. Doppleganger86- you missy, need to update your ouatim fic! I have been waiting for it for DAYS now! I need to know what Sands does, NEED. Anyway, thanks for reviewing, I love it as always Xox. I heart coffee- thankssss thanks thanks! I'm really like, in awe that you think my writing is that good. Thank you so much for the praise and keep praising! Hey, a girl likes some praise every now and then! Xox! Beautiful enigma- thanks for reviewing, I love it that you keep a quote book, it's like… my words will never die now that they're on paper. It's a good feeling! Thanks so much! Xox. AJ Sparrow- you're hoping for a baby, are you? Any specifications? Lol, no really, Jack and Isabelle…well, they have their ways. I'm soooo happy you think my writing is magical. That really pulls at my heart, so thank you. Xox. AND Tk421beth- miss amazing! And Mr. amazing if you count Emilio! I'm thrilled you liked so many quotes from my story, really, I love it, I do! I'm so sorry that you were feeling under the weather and I hope that you feel better soon so Emilio can rest himself! And I'm glad you liked my roses. I think I'll send you some daisies this time. White ones with red lilies. Keep reviewing! Xoxx! HERE'S WHAT HAPPENS! Kisses to all
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In a second, Jack recognized the little baby rushing up to him along the beach, a genuine smile brightening her face. Katherine. His little Katherine. Jack caught her under her arms and scooped her up, swinging her high in the air before resting her on his hip. She smiled and patted her hand against his cheek, her little palm making a muffled smack. Jack smiled and pretended it hurt, but his eyes still sparkled. Katherine laughed and laughed as he walked them down the beach, trailing his bare feet through the water that washed over the white sands.
"Have I told you lately that I love you," Jack sang softly as the little girl wrapped her arms around Jack's neck and rested her head against his strong chest. Her brunette curls brushed Jack's neck and face. He smiled and kept singing, walking them further down the beach.
"Have I told you there's no one else above you," he sang and Katherine giggled, not understanding his words, but listening to the soft hum of her beloved daddy's voice. She felt the vibrations of his voice against her head as she pressed her forehead to his throat and she giggled her little girl laugh.
"You fill my heart with gladness, take away all my sadness. Ease my troubles, that's what you do." Jack rested his chin on her head and rubbed her back as he sang a song he didn't even know he knew.
"Oh the morning sun in all its glory," he sang gently, kissing Katherine's head. "Greets the day with hope and comfort too. And you fill my life with laughter," Jack whispered softly into his baby's soft curls as she slept peacefully against his chest. "You can make it all better. Ease my troubles that's what you do." Jack cradled her in his arms as he walked slowly and calmly down the beach. "There's a love that's divine, and it's yours and it's mine. And at the end of the day, we should give thanks and praise, to the one," Jack kissed her gently. "To the one." Katherine was happily asleep, cuddled up next to her so loved daddy.
Jack found himself in front of the house that reappeared in his dreams so many times. The windows glowed with the light from within and the white house seemed black in the light of the moon. His feet led him up the porch steps and into the house, where he made it to the little girls room. He looked around, stopping in the doorway. The walls were a soft pink color and her little cradle was as white as the house, sitting gracefully in the middle of the room. He laid Katherine down on her little pillow and pulled the blanket up on her. He found himself searching for something he didn't know existed until he found it. A blanket. A white blanket with soft satin trim on the edges. Without thinking, he tucked the blanket next to Katherine's head and watched as he tiny fingers grabbed for it in her sleep. Jack smiled and kissed her forehead.
He was surprised to find himself walking on the beach again. Alone and shocked. He stood on the beach, the cool water rushing up over his feet and ankles, and stared out to sea, watching the blackness. Even though he couldn't see anything, he knew there was something there, something he couldn't make out. But when he turned to go back to the house he was so familiar with, he found himself completely engulfed in darkness, ending his dream.
Waking up after dreaming about something like that was always difficult for Jack. But the sun rose on another day regardless of what Jack wanted. Even behind his eyelids he could see the sun. He knew how hot it was going to be today and dreaded even opening his eyes. Isabelle was already awake and looking around at nothing in particular. She watched Jack's eyes open halfway and then shut again. She smiled and shifted over to him, sitting up and looked down at him. She put a soft hand on his bare chest and watched as a smile crept onto his lips. He reached up and grabbed her arms, pulling her down to his chest. She yelped and laughed when she found that he still hadn't opened his eyes yet.
"Jack," Isabelle taunted, tracing his jaw with her finger. "Jack," she said again, softer. Jack moaned and rolled over, taking her with him and she laughed out loud.
"Shh," Jack said, his eyes still not open. "I'm sleeping." Isabelle giggled in her throat and rolled her eyes. She laid under him for a little while, trying to come up with a plan. She didn't have to. The doors burst open and Cotton's annoying green parrot swooped into the room. Jack yelled and rolled over, his eyes opening wide as the parrot perched on his bare chest.
"Wind in yer sails!" it screeched. Jack looked at the bird with both eyebrows furrowed and his mouth somewhat agape.
"Cotton!" Jack shouted angrily. He heard muffled laughter and groaned loudly. "Cotton!" No answer. "William! Elizabeth!" he screamed, making Isabelle double over with laughter. Will and Elizabeth sashayed through the door, holding hands and smiling innocently.
"You've a bird on your chest, Jack," Will said in a mocking tone. Isabelle didn't even try to suppress her laughter.
"Get this bloody bird away from me!" Jack shouted and the bird squawked. Jack rested his head back on the pillow and Will walked over casually and whistled. The bird leaped from Jack's chest to Will's shoulder. From the bed, Jack could be heard swearing up a storm and Isabelle laughed, pulling Elizabeth down with her. "Bloody, mangy heap of feathers!" he shouted at the bird happily perched on Will's shoulder. He went on and on about the bird until Elizabeth whispered something to Isabelle. Isabelle leaped up onto the bed and caught his fast talking lips with her own, silencing him immediately.
"We're here to claim the parrot!" Gibbs shouted with the rest of the crew and Jack pulled away from Isabelle slightly to see who was there. His whole crew.
"Oh, this isn't bloody over ye dogs!" he shouted and the parrot flew over to Cotton. Jack leaped up and the crew ran from the doorway. Isabelle threw on the pants and shirt and chased after Jack and the rest of the crew.
"Jack Sparrow!" she shouted and ran down the hallway after him. She tackled him to the ground before he could get to the main deck. She straddled his hips and rested her hands on either side of him. He looked up at her and rested his hands on her legs. "I don't take kindly to being run out on," she said with a sly smile. Jack smiled as well and she leaned down to kiss him but only brushed her lips against his before getting up and walking away, a mischievous smile playing at her lips. Jack lay in the hallway, back down, dumbstruck. He leapt to his feet and chased after her, but found that she was already gone. He smiled and grunted. She was good.
He was glad he had left his shirt in the cabin because it was sweltering out on deck. He had been scanning the deck all morning for Isabelle and couldn't find her anywhere. She had gotten him hot for her that morning in the hallway and then she just got up and walked away. He was going to one up her and show her he could play the game of seduction too. "Gibbs!" Jack shouted and Gibbs made his way to the helm.
"Aye, Cap'n," Gibbs said and smiled.
"Where is my wife?" Jack said without his accent and Gibbs laughed at how funny it sounded. Jack smiled and pulled the rope over the wheel to keep it in place, facing Gibbs.
"Isabelle? She be in the galley, Cap'n. Why?" he asked and Jack smiled evilly.
"No reason," he said and flicked his hand at the thought as he walked off, leaving Gibbs standing confused, watching Jack's back as he walked toward the galley.
Jack waltzed into the galley and came up behind Isabelle, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind. She turned around in his embrace and smiled. "Where have you been all day?" she asked and smiled when she saw the glint in his eye. Elizabeth watched from the corner with her bottle of rum at hand, guarding it so Jack didn't swipe it away again. Jack kissed Isabelle deeply and ran his hands up her body until he reached her face. She leaned into the kiss and wrapped her arms around his neck. Without warning, Jack pulled away and smiled his trademark smile. Isabelle stared at him and he winked and walked away. She smiled as she watched him walk out the door. Elizabeth looked from Isabelle to the door, utterly confused. Oh, Jack Sparrow would get it.
Their little game went on until the sun disappeared along with the warmth of the day. Isabelle would walk up behind Jack and Jack would sneak up on her. They were both in denial of needing the other and buzzing for the other's love. Elizabeth and Will watched from a distance, confused. Although, anything the Sparrow's did confused them. Be it, dancing in the moonlight or running around after each other in rage or a sudden itch to run after each other.
Jack and Isabelle were changing in their cabin, both avoiding each other, but both wanted to touch each other. Jack and Isabelle were nothing but stubborn and they wouldn't lose. Once they began something, they intended to finish it. Isabelle picked out a book off the shelf and sat down on the chair next to Jack. Jack sat in the opposite chair, studying a map with a bottle of rum attached to his hand. Isabelle would shoot glances toward Jack and saw his eyes wander from the map to other things and then snap back again, trying to focus.. Jack head how Isabelle shifted periodically, trying to calm herself, but failing.
Isabelle closed her book silently and stared at the wall in front of her. Jack couldn't stand it anymore. He got up and walked over to Isabelle, kneeling in front of her while she sat in the chair. He held onto her hips tightly. She smiled seductively and Jack almost lost it. "Isabelle, let's forget this little game. What say you?" he asked and Isabelle tired to keep a straight face. And her hands to herself.
"Not until you admit that I won," she said casually and Jack sighed.
"Elle…"
"Jack," she said sternly. Jack dropped his head and brought it back up slowly.
"You win," he said and pulled her out of the chair by her arms and dropped her onto the bed. The book flew from her lap and into the air, landing somewhere across the room. Jack laid on top of her and smiled. She winked and kissed him like he had been gone forever.
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I know, I know, it's a little shorter, but hey, it's late and I'm DYING. Alright, thanks again to all of you, you know I love you and so does JACK! But he's mine… tee hee.
Here's your quote ladies:
Don't worry about the future. It's just another day.
So true. Say a prayer, remember. Breast cancer awareness, spread the word.
-Dessie
