Oh snap, sorry for the delay ya'll. I know, I'm SUCH a bad person. Jack has already punished me so there is no need for you all to! Beautiful Enigma- 'Ello darling! Isabelle's tattoo was the same as Jack's. lol. Doppleganger86-thank you! And, yes of course he'll make it all better! Amalthea727- I'm sorry! Lol but I'm glad you like it! Tk421beth(y)- hello my love! Spain was beautiful was it not? I still don't have the heart to wash that countryside smell out of my clothes! I'm going to see you in Mexico tomorrow, considering its El dia de los Muertos! Una fiesta! Alright, anyway, on with the chapter!
Will appeared in the doorway fifteen minutes later. "That was stupid, Jack," he said and sat down next to him. Jack took a deep breath and rested his face in his hands, his elbows on his knees. He heard Will sigh. "I'm sorry." Jack scratched his head with his fingers and made a clicking noise with his mouth. Will tried not to laugh. "Is this what you do to entertain yourself with Isabelle isn't around?" Will said and laughed as Jack looked up with an eyebrow raised.
"Nah, mate," he said and laughed when Will tired to mock his clicking noises and failed. "How's Elizabeth?" Jack asked him, still cradeling his head in his hands. Will looked skyward and sighed.
"Stiff," he said and Jack laughed.
"As always," Jack said and Will grunted trying not to laugh. "What, so we have another forty-five minutes te do whatever we wanna?" Jack said and Will nodded slowly. They both say there for a while, thinking of something they could do. "It's like being bachelors again," Jack said and pursed his lips, cocking his head to the side, trying to think of something to do. Will nodded subtly and Jack looked up at him. "Any ideas?"
"None," Will said without missing a beat. "This figures," Will said and Jack laughed. "You lose something like this and it's like, you're completely lost without it," he said and looked at Isabelle, her Spanish eyes closed and her tanned skin slick with sweat. Jack nodded and wiped her brow.
Will and Jack talked for a good forty minutes before Will got up to go and get Elizabeth. She should be awake by then, and he was itching to be with her. He gave Jack a mock salute and Jack rested his feet up on the bed while he laid back in his chair with his hands behind his head for support. He closed his eyes; he hadn't had a decent night's sleep in a day. Last night he had to sleep on the ground with a fur pelt to cover him and Isabelle with. Isabelle wasn't very happy. Jack drifted off into peaceful, knowing Isabelle would be alright when he woke up.
Isabelle laid there; completely defenseless as she listened to Jack's worried voice. He calmed down as Will came in the room and talked to him and she would have smiled if she had the ability to move her lips. She would have kissed him, had she possessed the ability to move her arms. She heard Will and Jack shift around for a while before he finally stopped and settled in. Isabelle felt a weight at the end of the bed and figured it was Jack's feet. She was getting frustrated with herself. Why couldn't she just overpower it and move her limbs! She kept trying and trying but she just couldn't feel anything anywhere.
After what seemed like an eternity later, she wiggled her finger. She couldn't explain how happy she was, even though she couldn't very well smile. She kept moving her finger and soon she regained motion of her whole hand. Damn those poisoned darts. Her hand escalated to her arm and she could bend her elbow slowly. She worked on her other arm but didn't stop moving the one she had already regained. Slowly but surely, she could move her entire top half again. And she could smile.
The light burned her eyes as she opened them, she quickly shut them again which sent pain shooting through her head and she moaned softly so didn't wake Jack up. She slowly opened her eyes again and kept them squinted until she could adapt to the bright light. Her legs were starting to cooperate and her face could move again along with her toes. She was delighted to say the least. But there was something else. She had acquired a low grade throb in her entire body. Everything seemed to ache and hurt as she moved or blinked. She just hoped it wouldn't get worse. Or be her ultimate demise.
Wiping those thoughts out of her mind, she sat up on the bed, her throbbing legs dangling over the side close to Jack's hip. Jack must've heard her shift because he opened his eyes. He yelped and fell off his chair onto the floor with a loud thud. He popped back up again and kneeled near her on the floor. "Are ye alright?" He asked as he took her hands, the motion sending a shooting pain up her arms. She winced. "What's the matter?" he said releasing her hands instantly as she tilted her head close to her shoulder to try to numb her own pain.
"I don't know it hurts…" she tailed off once she realized it hurt to talk.
"Isabelle, what hurts," Jack said and brought his face closer to hers. She lifted her arm up and placed it on his, smiling slightly.
"Everything," she whispered. Jack eyes widened and he cursed those stupid natives.
"Don't move, lay down, I'll go get Harry," Jack said as he bolted out of the room. He ran into too many people to count on the way to the sick bay. He burst in, chest heaving and mind set on one thing, Isabelle. Will was there too and already in an argument with Harry. Jack walked over and stood beside Will. "What's goin' on, why does it hurt when she moves?" Jack said and Harry sighed.
"I was just tellin' your little friend that, Captain. It hurts because she didn't have the use of her muscles for a good hour, which means they were all bundled up. Hell, th' poor lass couldn't even relax herself. She was all tight and firm." The faces of the anxious husbands were still blank and angry. "Kinda like flexing a muscle for too long. Burns, don't it? Yeah, that's how they feel!" Harry said, turning back to his papers. Jack and Will exchanged knowing glances and rolled their eyes.
"How long, doctor-know-it all!" Will snapped. Jack looked to him, wide eyed and smiling madly. He didn't know the little whelp had it in him.
"A few house at the most. Keep 'em comfortable," Harry said before walking away. Jack and Will looked at each other and dashed back down the hallway to their wives. Jack sat on the bed next to Isabelle who seemed to be fighting with herself. Fighting the pain within her body.
"It's alright, Elle. It'll be like this fer a few hours at the most. Ye'll be fine!" Jack said and smiled sadly, knowing he couldn't hold her for quite some time.
Jack shot a look at the door as it opened, revealing a sagging Elizabeth in will's arms. "She wanted to see Isabelle." Jack nodded his head, not taking his eyes off of Isabelle, even though she couldn't look back at him.
"Christ this is so stupid!" Jack hissed and Will jumped a little at his outburst but nodded his agreement. James and Ana came walking in the door and Ana flew over to the bed, kneeling beside her two friends. Jack chuckled. "Didn't think I'd ever see the day when three women were in me bed again," Jack said smartly and Will laughed.
"Jack," Isabelle said in a warning tone, but shortly. Jack cleared his throat and laid a hand on her stomach.
"Sorry, love. Ye know I was jest playin'," he said and se twitched her lips. Jack took that as an apology acceptance. James looked down at the two disabled women and looked to Jack, a little flustered.
"What's the matter, Jimmy?" Will asked, looking up at James' forlorn face.
"Well, you know the map we went there for?" James asked and Ana turned her head to look at him. Obviously they had been discussing the said topic.
"Aye," Will and Jack said in unison.
"We can't find it," he said and James' could visibly see Jack's pupils shrink. Will looked at Ana and she shrugged. "It's nowhere." Jack's mouth dropped open.
"Well," he said unusually calmly. "I…see," he said. Will backed up and James did the same. "Alright. So yer meanin' te tell me we went through that and THIS," he said, motioning toward Elizabeth and Isabelle, "Happened, and no map?" he asked, his usually low and manly voice climbing with fury. Will placed a hand on Jack's arm.
"Jack, just calm down. I'm sure we'll find it. It'll turn up," Will said and Jack blanched.
For the next three hours, Elizabeth and Isabelle sat in uncomfortable silence, knowing something vital, but unable to explain. Will and James had Jack calmed down as best they could and even though Jack's eyes were beginning to shut now, he always shot glances toward Isabelle. He said that he wouldn't be able to fall asleep knowing she was in pain. And he was right; she was in a great deal of pain. So much pain that she was worried about her breathing. But as the hours dragged by and her secret threatened to come whipping out of her mouth, her muscles relaxed and she could feel her aches and throbbing beginning to subside. Elizabeth shifted next to her and Isabelle smiled, the motion didn't cause her any pain so she risked sitting up. As she did, she opened her eyes and saw that everyone except Jack was asleep. He was sitting at his table, reading a book his brows in a permanent furrow.
"Jack," Isabelle called gently, so she didn't wake anyone up. Jack head lifted from the book and he dropped it, walking over to her. She could hear his padded feet against the wooden deck and smiled. She didn't hurt anymore. She held out her arms to him and he fell into them immediately, holding her tightly. "Oh, Jack," she said softly, stroking his head against her breast. He lifted her up with his arms still wrapped around her tiny frame and he sat on the bed, sitting Isabelle down on his lap.
"Are you alright?" he asked her, rubbing his hands over her face and hair, causing her to smile. "Does it hurt anymore, Elle?" he asked and she shook her head. "Good," he said and claimed her lips with his. She wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss.
"Will you come with me on deck? She asked him, her secret nagging her to death.
"Of course, love," Jack said and she slipped off his lap. She unsteadily made her way to the door before she dropped to the ground. Almost. Had Jack not been there. He caught her and she smiled up at him, silently thanking him. "Up ye go," he said and whisked her off her feet before exiting the cabin. She smiled when she felt the ocean breeze hit her hot skin and the little specks of water hydrate her face. Oh, how she felt so much better. He sat her down on the railing of the ship and felt onto her hips, standing in between her legs.
"It's so beautiful out here, Jack," she said and smiled. Jack looked around at the dark sky, illuminated by the millions of tiny stars. "Jack," she said and Jack turned to look at her.
"Hmm," he said and she pulled something out of her pocket. A yellow piece of parchment that had seen better days. "I have your map," she said and Jack's face lit up with excitement.
"Yer kidding me," he said and reached out for it, but kept a firm hold on Isabelle. He opened it one handed and looked at the little figures and coordinates. She had found it. He shoved the parchment into his sash and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her off the railing and swinging her around the deck happily. "You had it!" he said happily as he rested her on her feet. "Ye found the map, ye get te steer us there, love," he said and she smiled happily.
"But it's your treasure, Jack. You've been looking for it for a lifetime. Who am I to take that away from you?" she said lovingly and Jack smiled.
"We'll split it," he said and Isabelle laughed and agreed. "I love you." Isabelle looked up at him with her Spanish eyes and smiled.
"I love you, Jack Sparrow!" she said and kissed him out on the moonlit deck of their beloved Black Pearl.
There you are my darlings. So sorry for the short chapter. Here,I learned this one year in chorus.. I thought Johnny would like it since it was Native American.
Now I walk in beauty. Beauty is before me. Beauty is behind me, above and below me.
It's got a neat sort of beat and it's really pretty in a three part round. Can't wait for your reviews and happy dia de los muertos!
Kate-Dessie
