A/N: muah...it took me forever to write this chappie and its still short. Gar. Oh well...read it and review!
Disclaimer: I don't own POTC...but i can dream can't i?
Chapter Four: Memories and Ice...lots and lots of ice.
I held my legs close to my chest. I had awoken this morning with a feeling I couldn't shake, no matter how much I tried. Was it possible to start liking someone a few days after you met them? Jack Sparrow had been on my mind all night and yet today, he's still there, along with other things that have been bothering me.
I couldn't help but think about my mother. If she really died the way my father claimed she died. I never got to see her while she was sick. I didn't want to, but that's because my father forced it into my head that I didn't want to. My mother could've been a pirate and my father could've done something terrible. I hate to think about it, but it might be true.
I lifted my head and watched the endless sea. I had the perfect view from up in the crows nest. I placed my head back in my arms and closed my eyes. I felt somebody sit beside me and I only assumed it was Ana because she's the only one who would actually climb all the way up here.
"Hello Ana…" I said, followed by several seconds of silence.
"Hello to you too, luv, but I'm not Ana." Jack's voice answered. Either she had gotten extremely good at ventriloquism or it was actually Jack. I lifted my head and turned to the side of me. There Jack sat, grinning his grin of his and watching me closely.
"I'm sorry, I thought you were some one else," I mumbled, turning back to looking at the sea. It was quiet between the both of us; the only sound was from the crew below.
"What are you doing here?" I asked finally, not wanting to look at Jack.
"I thought you might like some company, luv. All up here by your onesy couldn't be that much fun now could it?" He was grinning again, I could tell by the tone of his voice. I remained silent. I heard him shift.
"Do you believe in the destiny?" He asked after a while. I turned my head to look at him.
"What do you mean?"
"Ye know…people are always talking about the destiny and all."
"I've never heard any one talk about the destiny, so I don't know what you're talking about." He sighed.
"They say a destiny is different for all of us. My destiny is the pearl…and yers…well…I'm not sure about ye." There was no possible way I liked Jack. If I did, I'd always be second best any way he'd love his ship more. I shook the thought out.
"My destiny is apparently, to marry the commodore and have his ugly children. I will have no adventure…" I whispered. I could see Jack twitch in disgust at that and it made me smile.
"But Lass, you're on an adventure! You're with Captain Jack Sparrow!" I rolled my eyes and socked him in the arm.
"Well, Jack…I sure enjoyed the company, but right now I think Elizabeth wants me…" This was the complete truth, for when I got to the bottom of the ladder, she waved me over.
"What is it?" I asked, a smile was playing at her lips.
"What's going on between you and jack?" she asked.
"What! Absolutely nothing! Why?" She giggled and steered me away from everybody else.
"Because, I've always hoped Jack would find someone…other than the pearl to love…I was thinking maybe it could be you…"
"Elizabeth, I hardly know the man….though that would be better than the Commodore…"
"Speaking of which, when's that wedding?" She asked…I'd completely forgotten about that.
"I don't care…" I answered. She smiled and nodded her head.
"Its okay, I never wanted to marry the commodore either…"
"And you didn't, you married, Will who you were hopelessly in love with. You see, I don't want to just marry the first man who proposed, or whom my father just gives my hand to. I want to marry like you did. For love, either that or I'm coming out to sea! Rather fond of it now." I smiled and watched as Elizabeth giggled again. She thought Jack could possibly love some one like me…that's never going to happen. I don't think the infamous Jack Sparrow has ever had one steady gal.
I soon sat below, the Captain had graciously giving up his cabin to me. I didn't know why, I had been bunking with Ana and I had liked that because I had some one to talk to. But I just ended up inviting her to join me. Things were slowly coming back to me now, and I felt she was the only one I could tell these things to.
"When did you start remembering?" She asked as I sat before her, hugging a pillow.
"Actually…it was right after my conversation with Jack and Elizabeth…"
"Huh…you actually talked to Jack?" I must've forgotten to mention that. We began to talk, and I told her the things I remembered. The fact that I had sailed all over the Caribbean with my mother for the first eight years of my life and that she was a pirate on this huge ship, almost as large as the black pearl, only slower. I remembered how I got my scar too.
It was when I was around six or seven. I was up on the crows nest, now I know why I love it up there so much. I was standing so I can go back down to the deck to get something to eat. The ship gave a sudden jerk and I tumbled over the side. There was a nail sticking out the side and I was cut with that. I must've blacked out after that cause I only remember the next day.
I sighed afterwards; Ana had gone off to bed, leaving me alone to wallow in my new memories. My father had lied to me all my life. About the way my mom died and everything that happened before that. I buried my head in my pillow. Shot.
Shot and then thrown to sea. That's how she died. I swear I don't know why I remember that, but now its all clear. My father shot her right in front of me, because she was a pirate. He could've killed me too, but I'm sure killing my mom in front of me was punishment enough. I yawned and fell asleep.
The next morning wasn't any better. I had a feeling something was going to happen, and it wasn't going to be good. I dragged my self out of bed and changed from my nightgown to my clothes. Yawning, I slipped my boots on and turned to leave the cabin.
It was quite cloudy when I reached the deck, and there was a nice fog resting on the fine wood. I breathed, there was a freezing breeze blowing. I got closer to the edge of the ship and looked over. Ice.
I ran and got my jacket and came back up. This time, Elizabeth and Will were at the edge of the ship, looking at the ice below. I walked up to them, trying hard to warm my self.
"Why are we stuck in the middle of ice?" I asked, there was no clue of ice yesterday.
"We have no clue…"
"Seems my compass pointed me in the wrong direction…" I heard Jack say from behind us.
"Of course it pointed you the wrong way, it doesn't point north." I said turning back to see how thick the ice was.
"Aye, true it doesn't point north. It points to the thing the holder wants the most," He answered, standing beside me.
"And what was it pointing to?" Jack just looked at me for a few seconds then shrugged. A compass that points to what ever you want? How interesting.
"How is it you came across that compass, Jack," I asked. He could've chosen not to answer me, it would've mattered.
"An old friend gave it to me, a one Tia Dalma." I felt my eyebrows furrow. She would be a very interesting person, not that I cared if I met her or not.
"Alright Captain, how is it we're going to escape from this ice prison?" I heard Mr. Gibbs ask from behind.
"Miss Allison and I are to go on land and see if there is any possible way for our ship to get out of here." Jack said turning to get his hat. I only stared in disbelief turning to look at Elizabeth gaping.
Why me?
A/n: Another chapter: this is shorter though. Oh well. Muah review and I'll give you a penguin.
