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"Course, Love." Jack finished off the bottle in his hand, tossing it into the pile and picking up a full one. "It wouldn be the same, though." He held the bottle into the air winking.
Soon enough both of the long boats had reached the Interceptor, Marianna docked the large ship and waited for the rest to do so.
Christian smiled and climbed aboard the Interceptor, the others soon followed. Barbossa wasn't at the least suprised by Jack's re-appearance. Nor did he give up being the captain of the crew that was once of the Black Pearl. He planned to argue with Jack all the way to Port Royal. Will, however, was a bit nervous on meeting his fiance's father. Soon enough, the large ship docked at the port its hull sliding onto the sand. Within seconds, the comadore's fleet had surrounded it.
Holding onto one of the masts, Will looked down onto the fleet. Comadore Norrington had not yet returned.
"Mng." Marianna tensed up immensly, looking over the side of Interceptor. "I request that my father, the Governor, be brought to me." She called, glancing nervously at the Comadors ships around them. She had no clue what had happened while she had been gone... she had no clue what a sight her father would be. Nor did she know of what had come of her father, who had been stripped of his title to save his daughter from harm.
"Wow, lass." Jack's eyes shifted to the boats around them. "You certainly do draw in a crowd." He had swaggered about the Interceptor since being saved, having been drinking far to much. Not to mention all the arguing he had been doing with... suprisingly Barbossa who he thought to be dead. He had also done his share of teasing the newly engaged couple and flirting with Christian.
One of the colorfully suited men stepped forward,"Where is Governor Beckett?" "What have you done with Commadore Norrington?" Another shouted out.
Will blinked, had Beckett and Norrington not returned? An icy feeling rushed up his spine; Lord Beckett and the Commadore's crew must have thought that Barbossa and the crew (including Will and Marianna) may have sunk their commandor's ship.
"Wait... You mean to tell me they haven't returned? They're not ba-" Marianna froze up, though not at the fact that Lord Beckett and the Comador hadn't returned yet. "What do you mean 'Governor' Beckett?" She yelled. "Where's my father! I want to speak to him right now!"
"Will. You better grab that bonnie lass of yours before she jumps over board." Jack darted slightly in the direction of Marianna, who was almost standing on the railing of the boat now as she yelled at the crews of the other boats. "Tell me what's going on right now!"
The young man slid down the sails attached to the mast landing near enough to Marianna to wrap his arms around her. "Woah there." He whispered and looked at the surrounding crowd. "Where is Governor Swann?" Had something happened while they had been gone?
"Will." Marianna's voice cracked slightly. She turned into her fiance, burying her face in his shoulder as if to stop herself from crying. "I... I'll be right back." She pulled away, her face down. "All of you stay on the boat and if there's trouble leave. Sail far away, do you understand?" She asked, stepping away slightly.
Will nodded slightly and turned to the crew,"You heard the woman, stand your ground. Folllow the code." He turned on his heel back to Marianna,"I can not leave you, Miss Swann. I will be going with you."
"Nothing can separate me from you." William pressed and let his arms fall to his sides. His attention turning to the men below.
Another of the men, most likely the co-commander of the fleet, spoke forth. " You must be Mister Swann's daughter. It'd be a shame not to let you see your father." He raised his head a bit, as a signal to the rest of the soldiers," Take the two of them to the jail." He snickered and whispered to the closest person," They also have an appointment with the gallows. Don't let them roam too far."
The jail? Marianna's heart jumped. What had come of her father and why? She docked quickly, hardly needing someone to show her the way to the jail. She wasted no time in rushing to her father's prison, falling to her knees at the bars that restrained the once 'Governor' Swann. "Father!" She cried out, taking hold of the bronze gate. "Who did this to?"
Will had soon dropped off of the ship. He was about to run after Marianna, but there was a familiar 'clink' of metal as a cuff was locked around his wrist. Without another thought, Will turned the best he could to the Interceptor. "Jack, follow the code!" A large, blunt object hit the back of Will's head, and he lost concsiousness instantly, falling to the ground.
Jack pointed to himself before turning and rushing into the crew of the Interceptor. "You heard the lad! Follow the code!" He exclaimed, ready to leave them there.
At once Marianna's father stood, rushing over to his daughter. He looked terrible. "You're alright, your safe!" He exclaimed before a dark look came over his face. "What are you doing, Marianna? Get out of here now!" He told her and the girl looked over at him puzzled.
"Bu-but, father!" Marianna swam in confusion. "Why? What's going on here?"
Mister Swann grimaced, sitting back. "I... I traded my title for your safety." He stated. "It was the only thing I could do! But now you're being charged for the murder of Governor Beckett and Comador Norrington. You shouldn't have come! Leave now!" He left no room for comment, but his only daughter refused shaking her head. She was about to speak when he cut her off. "They'll hang you at the gallows unless you leave now!" He cried out. "You and everyone on that ship."
"Father... I can't just leave you he- Will!" Suddenly the girl stood, looking around frantically. "I'll come back for you... I just... I have to go." She glanced back at her father before darting up the stairs and running from the jail.
The Interceptor had begun to slide out of the shore, moving faster than any of the Comadore's longboats. Christian looked off at the shore, watching her old friend crumple to the ground as the butt of a gun connected with the back of his head. "Will. . ." she muttered, and pulled back from the side of the ship.
Two of the more built soldiers lifted William with great ease and began to carry him to the jail, where they were to capture Marianna as well.
"William!" Bootstrap cried, throwing himself against the side of the ship. " Jack, we can't just leave him!"
"Aye, but we can." Jack told Bootstrap before calling back to the crew. "Drop sails!" He turned back to the former crew member of Davey Jones ship. "Don't worry ol Bootstrap, I'm sure that bonnie lass fiance of his can figure something out."
Marianna had just cleared the doorway to the jail when she spotted the two brawny men hauling Will over. Her heart thumping she took cover behind a wall, flattening herself against it. He should have stayed on the boat with the rest...She thought to herself, regretting not forcing him harder to stay.
The large men carried Will into the jail, tossing him into a cell and locking the door. The shortest man looked around,"Where is the lady?" His gaze fell right by the wall that Marianna had flattened onto, though he did not see her.
Bootstrap calmed, striding across the deck and looking off the other side of the ship.
Don't see me... don't see me... Marianna pleaded in thought, practically holding her breath. Silently, she was thinking up a plan. The two would return and the search for her would be on. She would have only a few mere minutes to rescue her father and Will, then return to the boat.
"Lets go look outside," the taller of the two suggested and they exited the jail house.
William was still limp on the floor of the jail.
Marianna waited patiently until the two would be out of sight of her, and out the door. Then, she snuck away from the wall, running over to the jail cell Will had been dumped. "Will... Will..." She called in a hushed voice, dropping to her knees.
Marianna's father, however, didn't catch on quite as well. Nor did he care. "Marianna! I told you to leave!" He stated harshly and his daughter brought a finger to her lips, glancing urgently to the door.
"Hush!" Marianna whispered. "I couldn't just leave!" She stated under her breath. "You have to help me wake Will. We're running out of time."
In what seemed only seconds, Will heard a voice. "Mari-anna?" His eyes fluttered open. He was upon the ground behind bars in the jail.
"Will!" Marianna reached her hand between the bars. "I'm so sorry, Will. I have to get you out of he-" It was to late. The young girl was cut off by the clanking of boots as a number of men from the Comador's crew came rushing down the stairs like a river of scarlet.
"There's the girl!" One called. "There she is!"
Marianna turned swiftly, pulling her arm from between the bars. There was no where to run... and... there wasn't a sword in sight.
"Marianna!" Will stood up behind the bars. There was nothing he could possibly do. . . or was there. His gaze moved to a bench sitting in the back of his cell. "Leverage." he muttered.
Another of the fleet rushed forward grabbing Marianna's wrist. " You've an appointment with the galloes! But you cannot be hung with an outfit such as that."
"Will!" Marianna struggled against the grip of the man, another rushing to his side and taking her other arm. She squirmed and wrenched, trying to tear herself free in vain as they began to tote her up the stairs.
"No!" Marianna's father stood, rushing to the bars of his own cell. "Please, no! Let her go!" He cried, doing his best to free his only child.
Another of the soldiers gestured to Will," You're first to be hung, Mister Turner." He spat and crammed a key into the door.
Will found he wouldnt have a chance to break himself out. The keys were right in front of him. " What about Marianna? What is to happen to her?"
" She'll have to watch you drop, then it will be her turn." The soldier swung open the door and grabbed Will's chains and pulled.
After a few minutes of thought, Bootstrap turned to Jack. " We have to go back, Jack. Will said something about the galloes. . ."
"The gallows!" Jack laughed nervously. "Don't be silly..." His head cocked to the side, though as he heard screaming. He ran to the side of the ship, taking the seeing glass in his hands and peering onto the land.
Marianna was being dragged from the doorway of the jail, screaming and yelling."No! Will!" She wretched and wretched, though she was only strewn over the sand. "Please, no!"
One of the men brought the back of his hand across her face and she whimpered slightly. "Don't fuss and come along. You'll get to join your dear Will soon enough."
Jack rubbed his head in deep thought. "Uhhhh... look don't ask me!" he pointed to Barbossa. "He's the captain of this barge." He finished, crossing his arms infront of his chest defiantly.
Bootstrap crossed his arms,"Captain. We cannot leave my son to get hung at the galloes."
With a grunt, Barbossa turned to face Bootstrap. " What are you willing to do once we dock and face the Comadore's crew?"
The pirate shrugged, "Jack and I could go. . . and get them." He smiled crookedly at Jack. "Couldn't we?"
Christian spoke up,"I'd go with them too Captain."
Jack mumbled something indestinctly under his breath. "Ya, ya. Less go save the bonnie lass and her lad." He took a swig of rum, strapping his sword about his waist before plunging off of the side of the boat and to the water. Within a matter of minutes he had swam to shore and unsheathed his sword. "Lets get a move on." He made an almost disgusted like face, shaking the water from her hat.
Bootstrap surfaced and waded to shore, watching as Christian sped along after Jack. He couldn't help but roll his eyes at Jack's disgust. "Pirates." The pirate followed close in tow as Christian walked quietly to the place where Will and Marianna were to be hung.
Will was soon dragged up onto the deck of the large wooden platform. A noose around his neck. He glanced around, trying to spot Marianna. There really was no way out of this. The Interceptor had sailed away, or at least that's what he was lead to think.
Black boots clattered across the deck of a large ship, one that had been seen a while back. " Drop the anchors!" Shouted the Comadore as his ship neared Port Royal. It was then that he had spotted the Interceptor not too far from the port. "Oh no." he remembered that Beckett had signed the papers that would send William Turner and Marianna Swann to the galloes. The familiar beat of drums reached his ship. "Nevermind that! Get to shore!"
Marianna was brought in, donning a dress of gold tinted fabric and intriquate gold embelishments. The neck of her dress dropped slightly, and the top from waist up tied up tightly in the back corset style. From the waist down the slip off her skirt billowed out and her wrists were tied up tightly infront of her. They pushed her to the front of the group, lifting her head and forcing her to watch.
Marianna was brought in, donning a dress of gold tinted fabric and intriquate gold embelishments. The neck of her dress dropped slightly, and the top from waist up tied up tightly in the back corset style. From the waist down the slip off her skirt billowed out and her wrists were tied up tightly infront of her. They pushed her to the front of the group, lifting her head and forcing her to watch. /quote
The drum beat quickened as a man stepped back slightly and swung down a lever. The platform under Will fell down leaving him dangling from the rope. His breath cut short and he tried to hold it.
Norrington ported and ran up the shore past Jack, Bootstrap and Christian and into the viewing of the galloes. "Stop this non-sense!" he ordered. And the crowd all took a moment to gasp. " I am alive. There is no need to be hanging Mister Turner or his Fiance."
Will made a grunting sound and the man that had pulled the lever pulled out his sword and cut the rope. William landed hard on the ground letting the cool air full his lungs. "Huh?" he coughed and sat up.
One of the citizens of Port Royal yelled,"What about Governor Beckett?"
"Will!" Marianna managed to pull free, running with some difficulty to her fiance and dropping at his side. "Will..." Her voice cracked and she held back her tears as best as possible.
Will coughed again, pulling the rope off of his head. He took in another breath, just to cough again. It would take a few moments to catch his breath.
"You're alive..." Marianna muttered happily, her head falling onto his abdomen as she lost the capability to hold in a few stray tears. She wanted to reach around and hug him, hold him, though the bindings about her wrists proved making this task literally impossible.
Quite and astonished look passed over Jack's face as the Comador passed up the whole lot of them, though it soon vanished and he kept running until he reached the place of the gallows huffing slightly.
Will lifted his own bound wrists,"This may be a problem." He looked up at the Comadore who was standing in the clearing of the civilians of Port Royal seeing that Lord (Governor) Beckett wasn't there yet. Will couldnt help but shrug, and turned his gaze back to Marianna, only to look look up again and see Jack standing not too far from the Comadore. He raised an eyebrow at first, then smiled. " They didn't follow the code."
"Follow the code! I would have gladly followed the code." Jack strolled swaggeringly down to where Will and Marianna were. "But noooo. Not with that sea shell of a father you have." He concluded, leaning onto the handle of his sword.
Finally, after what had seemed quite a long time, the Governor made his appearance. He came meandering down through the crowd, and though being quite short he was hard to miss. He stopped at the Comador's side, scowling. "Unbind the boy." He commanded in that odd almost squeeky like voice of his. "And return the girl to her father as promised." He smirked maliciously. "After that I want out with these pirates." He spat. "I will have none of them at Port Royal."
Will laughed quietly at Jacks remark," You mean my father tricked you, Jack Sparrow, into not following the code?" One of the Comadore's crew rushed over to the couple and began to unlock their bindings. As soon as Will was free, he stood and helped Marianna up.
Christian soon appeared next to Jack, swaggering as if she had many a bottle of rum. " Pirates? What pirates?" she raised a hand to her forehead, "I don't see any pirates." The young pirate was apparently drunk, for she fell forward onto the ground and stood back up quickly.
"Trick me. Of course not! I was just torn at the sight of that poor fiance of yours being dragged over the ground." Jack stated, watching as the two stood. His gaze then fell onto Christian. "Can't hardly hold her rum, this one." He commented, precariously poking out his finger and poking her to see if she should fall again.
"My, my, my. What an absolutely heart wrenching reunion. I am afraid, however, that I must cut it short." Lord Beckett raised his hand into the air, snapping his fingers at which a number of men advanced. "Take Miss Marianna into custody. She is a wanted woman and must be kept better hold of. After providing her father with enough information to insure his daughter's safety, we shall turn her over to you, Comador. I have always been one to quickly pay off my debts."
A moment after Jack had poked Christian, she was again on the ground. "Woaah. . ." she muttered and stood back up shakily. She was much too used to being on a ship, and being on land made her woozy.
Will stood protectively in front of Marianna," What do you mean, the Comadore can have her? Miss Swann is my fiance." He had no sword to fight the fleet off, but he stood his ground.
Comadore Norrington blinked, and smirked. "That's right Mister Turner. Marianna Swann is now rightfully my fiance, thanks to Governor Beckett."
Jack laughed slightly to himself leaning over to poke Christian again, though at the moment she would end up falling he slipped from the handle of his sword and came tumbling over with her.
"No... no." Marianna pushed Will out of the way slighty, coming up infront of him. "I refuse to have you." She stated sternly. "Pay your debts elsewhere. I will have no part in this."
Norrington clicked his tongue,"Nope, nope." He sighed," You see. Your father gave up his title, and. . . he promised me your hand in marriage."
Will's eyes widened,"What?" He turned and looked through the crowd. "Your father. . ." he bit his lip taking in a deep breath and cutting himself off. /quote
Marianna's stomache lurched, nearly causing her to fall where she stood. She felt betrayed... by her own father... The thoughts hurt and she clenched her teeth together for a long moment. "I'm sorry." She closed her eyes, opening them after a long silent minute. "Pllease tell my father I'm sorry, but I'm afraid my fiance and I will be taking our leave now." She stated, taking Will's hand and backing up slowly.
quote"xxJackxSparrowxxWill pulled his hand away, and turned away from her. The wall standing behind them was climbable, for the bricks were spaced and he cleared it with ease landing in the water. The last thing he wanted was to be there, in the middle of a croud, arguing over which person was Marianna's rightful fiance. The once governor Swann had given his fiance's rights to the Comadore and there was really nothing he could do. The young pirate swam fast and hard toward the Interceptor. Once he was on board, he climbed up into the Crow's perch sat down and pulled his knee's to his chest. After staring at the large post for a few seconds he closed his eyes,' I'm behaving as a child. How foolish. '
Bootstrap was suprised by his son's actions. But made no movement as to follow untill the rest of the pirates had decided to return to the Interceptor.
With a laugh, Christian fell over next to Jack. " Can we go back to the ship now, Jack? I'm dizzy. . . "/quote
"Ah." Marianna stood rooted to the spot, staring down at her hand. He had pulled away from her... he had left her there to fight for herself. She could hardly breath, and couldn't draw her eyes from her empty nor, nor her thoughts from what had just happened.
"I... I do think so, aye? Just... just wait a moment." Jack stood, his eyes glued to Marianna. "What just happened? What is she doing?" His face drew back slightly and he watched strangely.
Christian sat up, now watching Marianna as well. "Eh?" she tilted her head.
Norrington blinked," Miss Swann?" He asked, taking a step toward her.
Marianna crumpled down in the spot, falling to her knees as she stared at her hand still. "He... he." She lifted it slightly.
"Ugh." Jack dusted off his jeans. "Get the swallow so we can leave."
Christian rose shakily and walked swingily through the crowd toward Marianna. "Come on Lass, we need to go now." She grasped the girls wrist with one hand and pulled./quote
"I... I can't... move." Marianna stated monotonously, her eyes unmoving. "I shall die here." She muttered.
"Tsk. Don't be silly." Jack followed after Christian, grabbing Marianna by the arm. "Of course you can move." He hoisted her up before tossing her over the brick wall, saluting the Comador as he leapt over himself.
Christian rolled her eyes," Tch. There she goes being an over-dramatic. . ." Then she leapt up and over the brick wall as the others had. Soon, she was swimming back toward the Interceptor.
Will hugged his knees to his chest, taking in deep breaths. He was hit with a sudden pang of guilt. "Marianna!" he muttered and struggled to stand. Will had left Marianna standing there. He couldnt imagine how much his actions would have affected her. " Idiot." the young man placed a hand on his forehead. " She'll never forgive you for this.
Marianna hit the water with a loud splash, immediately being knocked back to her senses by the impact of the cold water. Not to mention having what little wind could fit in that dress with her being knocked away as well. She struggled frantically to keep her head over the surface of the water, sputtering and splashing in the billowing gown.
Will looked off of the mast just in time to see Jack toss Marianna into the water. At first, his eyes traveled back to shore, and then it hit him and he looked back at the water where Marianna had been thrown to see her splashing and sputtering about. Without another thought, Will leapt from the mast, losing his breath half-way to the water and having to re-surface quite quickly; then he was on his way to his fiance. The pirate swam just as quickly as he had to the ship. /quote
Marianna only caught a glimpse of Will, leaping from the mast of the ship, before she sank below the surface of glimmering water. She had only a mere second to catch some breath than sank lower, her hand fumbling around her back so that she could loosen up her dress at the least.
Will was soon under water, next to Marianna. He turned to her back and began to untie the laces up the back of her dress even though he was losing breath. Soon enough the laces were undone.
By this point Marianna was nearly unconscious, though the sudden increase of room enabling lung capacity caused her to gasp for air... under the water. She took in the water and nearly drowned, trying to force her way to the surface.
This, though, would also prove a challenging task as she was weighed down and unable to breath. Due to this it was only a matter of seconds before the girl was immersed in darkness, her motions stopping as she sank towards the rocky ocean floor.
Will swam back down with all his might and started to pull Marianna's dress off of her. Though, when he had gotten the dress all the way off, he found a desperate need for air. The young pirate couldnt help but try to breathe, the water filling in his lungs. With a last effort, he grabbed Marianna's arm and thrust her up with the last of his energy, then blanked out. Unable to breathe.
Jack smiled, finally making it back to the boat. He shook his hat off, taking in a deep breath before glancing around. "Waaaiiit... where did W-" He turned to see the engaged couple sinking into the water. "Ah, bugga." He glanced around to see no one was making a move before stripping down a bit and diving into the ocean waters. He swam quickly to the two, taking one in each of his arms and making his way very slowly back to the boat. "Some help would be nice!" He called, shaking his head and nearly dropping the two.
Just as she climbed aboard, Christian stopped as Jack seemed to be asking for help. "Coming!" she yelled and dove back into the water to Jack. She reached out and grabbed Marianna's arm, pulling her from Jack. "I've got her." Smiling, she began to make her way back to the Interceptor.
Finally, after what seemed way to long for Jack, the Captain plodded onto the ship and nearly just dropped Will to the deck. "Maybe the lad should lay off the krumpets. He's a lot heavier than he looks." He commented, half joking.
Christian set Marianna down, lightly laughing at Jack's comment but quickly brushing it away. Soon she was down on her knees next to the girl, her head close to where her heart was," She's not breathing, Jack." Chris muttered, lifting her head. She placed both of her hands on the girls chest, and pressed down hard.
"Oh, oh!" Jack leapt over Will, pushing him to the side. "Let a man handle this, Love." He addressed Christian, meaning for her to move. He scooted over, lightly shoving the girl over until he was over Marianna. Once there he pressed down on the girl's chest a few times before bringing his mouth to hers and giving her CPR.
Marianna gasped, pushing Jack away and turning on her side, coughing up water. She struggled to breath for a few minutes, coughing, until she sat up slowly. Her eyes landed on Will and she sighed, rolling her eyes slightly. "I do suppose I shall have to revive him now, no?" She glanced around at the crew who sat quietly, Jack she noticed scooting away from her fiance as to say he wasn't going to help. She crawled over to his side, pressing down on his chest several times.
Will's body merely moved up and down with each time Marianna pushed. Not a single breath emerging from his lungs.
Christian leaned forward and poked Will on the forehead,"You're going to have to do much more than that, Lass." She noted and scooted over to Jack, watching Marianna.
"Ya... no pressure." Marianna muttered, pressing on Will's chest several more times before moving closer. She tilted his head back a bit, bringing her head to his. Then, she took a deep breath, touching her lips to his and breathing into mouth.
Jack watched a moment, tilting his head. "You know I could always demonstrate on Christian here if you'd like." A mischevious grin rose on his face. "I am a pro after all." He added.
The water in Will's lungs compressed and shot up into his mouth a few moments after Marianna had forced air in. His eyes opened and he sat up, turning his head to the side and coughing out the water.
Christian smiled moving a bit closer to Jack," She seems to have it. . . but you could still demonstrate . . . if you want."
Relieved Laurali sat up, breathing a slightly happy sigh. She stood, moving quietly over to Jack and Christian. And before Jack could reply to Christian the back of Marianna's hand swept across his cheek. "That was for a number of things." She stated moving back over to Will. "Are you alright?" She asked.
Will blinked, his eyes returning to Marianna,"Yeah."
The woman pirate couldnt help but laugh at Jack, she tried to keep the laughter small. "Ohh. . .Ouch."
"Good." Marianna replied, leaving room for no more comment as she slapped Will hard across the cheek. "Don't ever do that to me again." She stated, standing.
Jack's astonishment only lasted a moment as he turned to Christian. "Wow... perhaps I deserved that..." He sat in thought a moment. "She has a strong hand." He commented."
Will's right hand moved to his cheek, and he didnt finish what he was going to say. His gaze moved to the deck,"Yes, Miss Swann. I'm sorry."
Christian chuckled, and crossed her arms. " I sure think you did."
"Good." Marianna repeated, crossing her arms infront of her. "You should be glad all I did was slap you." She stated, turning away from the whole group. "I'm going to change."
"Ooww." Jack's brow furrowed. "That hurt."
William couldnt help but sigh, then he walked away silently. He sat on the stairs and looked down at his boots, finally removing his hand from his cheek.
"Is there anything I can do to help?" Chris asked, almost shyly.
"No thanks, love." Jack stood, placing his hat and other various items of clothing such as his jacket on. "I'll be fine."
Marianna resurfaced from somewhere in the boat minutes later, talking to no one as she walked across the deck. She was now dressed as most of the crew was used to seeing as her eyes drew up. She climbed up into the empty crow's next, sitting down and bringing her knees to her chest with a sigh.
William's father boarded the boat and went to stand with the crew. But Will sat by himself, still quietly thinking over what had happened. He pulled his fathers knife that had settled in his pocket. Eyeing it boredly, Will tossed it into the stair in front of him, pulled it out and repeated.
Marianna bit her lip, staring down at her feet. Her eyes had a far away look in them as the image of her standing there alone plagued her mind. What had it meant? Why had he left her there...
Will stood. He knew exactly why he had left Marianna standing there. The Comadore's words were stuck in his head and made him grimace. After a few moments of standing, he strode to the other side of the deck.
With a wink at Jack, Christian disappeared into the cabin and came out holding a few bottles of rum. She shoved one into Jack's arms, then walked over to Will, who was leaning against the side of the ship. " Hey. . " she held out a bottle of rum," This will take the pain away. . ."
After biting down on his lip Will grabbed the bottle, opened it and took a sip.Though he said nothing to Chris who walked quickly back to Jack.
Marianna stood, peering over the edge of the crow's nest. She had made up her mind to go and talk to Will... that was until she noticed the three up on deck. All had a bottle of rum in their hands. She watched them angrily a minute before sliding down to the deck. Without even looking over to Will she snatched the bottle of rum from Jack's hand, gulping a large portion of it down and tossed it back to Jack, coughing.
Smiling, Christian held out her bottle. "Want some more Dear?"
Will tilted his head back and chugged the remaining rum in the bottle then turned around and walked straight past Marianna, Jack and Christian and dissappeared into the cabin. When he re-appeared, he was carrying am armload of bottles and started back toward his spot on the side of the deck but stopping at Jack. "We need to go to Tortuga." The drunk pirate opened another bottle and took a drink. "More rum." Then without another word, he strode to the side of the Interceptor and chugged another bottle.
Marianna took the bottle Chris offered, grasping it tightly. She glared at Will, tipping the rum upside down and over the side of ship. "You insensitive..." she threw the bottle at Will's back," idiotic..." she took another, dumping it in the same fashion,"stupid..." she hucked the empty glass bottle in his direction," drunk pirate!"
Jack whimpered as he watched Marianna, his hand outstretched the fallen rum in the ocean. "Not the rum, Love..." He murmured, to afraid to speak out loud.
The bottle crashed hard on William's back and he cried and spun around chucking his own bottle in Marianna's direction. "And what do you call yourself, Marianna?" He was so drunk, that he didn't address Miss Swann formally as he usually did.
Marianna moved from the way slightly, dodging out of the path of the rum bottle Will threw. It came crashing down next to her, though she didn't seem to notice. "I'm such a gullible fool! And do you want to know why, Mister Turner?" She picked up another bottle, throwing it full. "For believing you!" She yelled before turning and beginning to stomp off.
"Oh no you dont!" Will yelled, stomping after her a bit quicker. Once he was within arms reach he spat," And I am such a fool to have even gone back to Port Royal and put up with the Comadore's words! You were going to marry him anyway!"
"How could you say that?" Marianna spun around, pointing at Will. "I was not going to marry him!" She yelled, throwing her arms up into the air. "I never agreed to any of that! You don't even understand, how could you!"
Will crossed his arms," Well, your father game him your right! What am I supposed to think Miss Swann?" After a few moments of silence, he spoke again. " You're a terrible drunk. I'd apologize, but I hardly think you would even listen, nor give a damn."
"Oh, you think." Marianna crossed her arms infront of her chest, a bit hurt at his words. "Maybe you should think about believing your fiance! And I'm not drunk you scumbag." She finished, turning and running into the cabin.
He was left alone, her words seemed to linger there. Christian strode to him, turning him to face her. "Will, you're such an idiot!" Her knee smashed into his goods hard causing him to drop to his knees. She then walked into the cabin after Marianna. William felt crushed, and hurt. Both emotionally. . . and physically. After sitting in his place for a few moments, willing the pain to go away, the young man stood and walked to captain Barbossa, his head hung low. " Captain, I am afraid that I will be leaving at Tortuga"
The captain looked over Will silently, then shook his head." Poor boy. We are not going to arrive at Tortuga for another few days. I think you'll change your mind by then, Lad."
Marianna hadn't even made it that far into the cabin. She was facing the wall, her face hidden in her hands as she silently knocked her head against the wood.
"Well..." Jack stood erect, stretching a bit. "That was... certainly interesting." He muttered, guzzling down some of the left over rum.
Will clenched his fists at his sides and walked away. He sat back down on the stairs, closed his eyes and rested his head on his knees. "I am an idiot."
The woman pirate entered the cabin and watched Marianna for a few moments. "Miss Marianna?" she asked, quietly. "Are you alright?"
"I..." Marianna hadn't expected anyone to come in, and she turned away from Christian. "I'm fine. I'm just going to go... and get some sleep." She stated, heading down the stairs rather quickly.
Christian rolled her eyes and stood at the top of the stairs," He's not worth the tears, Miss."
Will stood, biting his lip. Where had Marianna gone? Ah yes, the cabin. Will strode to the door of the cabin and lingered, his hand inches away from the handle.
Marianna glanced back at Christian a split second as she desended the stairs. "You're wrong." She whispered, he was worth it to her.
Christian was about to object, but was interrupted by Will who opened the door. As Will looked around the cabin, Chris sighed. "She's down there, mate."
Will made no sign of thanking Christian as he walked to the stairs and decended slowly.
Marianna could be found at the bottom of the stairs, sitting against the wall with her legs extended to the other. Her head was down ward as she looked at her hands in thought. Perhaps she had been wrong in her actions...
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