Chapter Ten

Unselfish

Yeah, it's short, but two chapters in a day! Whoo! Go me! Haha...I just needed to get this up here. I know this is moving slowly, but it's going to start picking up now! Enjoy! Oh, and I don't own Pixie Stix.

It's just going to be a normal conversation, Kate said to herself, picking up the black phone from downstairs and dialing Melissa's number, while looking through old family and personal photo albums. It's like every other time you called her before you had someone time travel, particularly Will Turner.

The line rang once, twice, and three times before a quiet "Hello?" on the other end came on.

"Mel?" Kate asked, putting the receiver closer to her ear. "Are you there?"

"Yeah, hang on," she whispered. There was a pause as Kate sipped a cup of coffee. It was only 10:30, but she felt like she had been awake forever.

A door on the other end opened and closed on the other end. It sounded like the sliding glass door to the deck outside. "Okay," Melissa said. "What's up?"

"Um..why were you whispering?" Kate asked, taking out a picture of her taken when she was about seven years old, when her blonde hair was turning brown.

"Oh, um...i-it's..."

"You finally found a guy?" she smiled. "Wow, this is...huge news!"

"Not willingly."

There was an awkward silence between the two of them. It seemed that Melissa was daring her to admit that someone had joined her (what was the right term for that? Kate had to find one.), but was too chicken to go first.

"I always thought you and Barbossa would be a good match," Kate said laughing.

"What are you talking about?" Melissa asked.

"Alright...you found a new best friend in Elizabeth."

"Are you okay over there, Kate? You didn't snort a few Pixie Stix, did you?"

"It's Jack, isn't it?" Kate said, smiling.

There was a pause. "I-I don't know what you're talking about."

"Aha!" Kate nearly spilled her coffee in triumph. Her hands were shaking from her caffeine overdose. "I was right! It is Jack! You're stuttering."

There was a silence for a few seconds until Melissa finally gave in. "Yes, alright?"

This overjoyed Kate. She was not crazy or hallucinating or dreaming everything. Time travel really did exist!

"Then who do you have? Beckett? Norrington?" Melissa asked.

"Wow, so bold of you to jump to conclusions," Kate said. "And so not like you...Keep guessing."

"You got Will?"

"Yeah. Want to trade?"

"Um...not really? Why? Will seems so nice."

"I'm assuming he is when he's not debating whether or not to cut himself."

Melissa gasped. "What?"

"So what about Jack?" Kate said, trying to undo her mistake. "I'm sure he's drank some of your parent's beer by now."

"He has...but what about Will?"

"He's just taking the whole cheating thing a little too harshly." She took out another picture of herself. "I don't even know if it was cheating. If anything, it was murder what Elizabeth did. That's just my point of view, though." She took another sip of coffee. "Tell me how you met Jack."

Melissa told how she met him, and when Kate heard she threw something and bit him, she started laughing hysterically, crying and everything.

"Oh...that's great," Kate said, wiping her eyes. "I could never see you doing that."

"I've never had a stranger in my room before," Melissa defended.

"You've never had a guy in your room, period."

"What, like you were calm when you found that Will was in your room?"

"Yes," she said. "He called me Miss Sims and didn't give me a reason to use self defense."

"Oh."

Silence.

"Do you like him?" Kate asked.

"N-no. Do you like J-Jack?"

She smiled. "Of course you don't, Melrose."

"I told you not to call me that!"

"And, no, I don't like Jack. If you want to switch, go ahead. That is, if you don't like Captain Sparrow." She broke into another smile.

"No, that's okay. Jack's not bad company. A little unorthodox, but you get used to him. What are you doing?"

"Helping Will move on. I'm showing him a story through pictures."

"And how exactly will that help him?"

"It's a long story." She pulled out another picture. "I have to go. Keep me updated with things."

"Wait!" Melissa said. "You're free Tuesday through Friday, right?"

"Yeah." She paused. "No...Mel, no, don't you dare ask that. I will not watch Jack and make sure he doesn't do anything stupid. Do you want a war in my house?"

"Kate, please!" she begged. "I'm sure Jack won't be trouble for you."

"Yeah, not me, but Will is here! Do you know what would happen if they're in the same room?"

"I wouldn't ask if I didn't need this. He's going to drink all my parent's alcohol otherwise. I'll do whatever you need me to, I just need this one thing from you."

She took a deep breath to relax. She could feel her blood pressure rising. Kate ran a hand through her hair. "I have gotten very good about not being selfish, Melissa. Alright? The selfish me would say yes just for some eye candy and a few laughs. But the adult Kate, the one you're talking to right now, has a rational head on her shoulders, and she now considers what might happen to other people, particularly Will, who might actually try to kill Jack if we're not careful. How about I get back to you on that?"

"So that's a maybe?"

"That's a maybe if I can get Will to negotiate."

She heard a sigh on the other side of the phone. "Thankyouthankyouthankyou–"

"It's not set yet, okay? I have to go. I need to do some digging for pictures."

"Alright, have a good night's sleep," Melissa said, hanging up.

Kate rested her head on the brown couch behind her. She resisted the urge to close her eyes now, but Will needed her. And this was an unselfish thing! Only she felt herself hitting a wall with the caffeine and feeling heavy-eyed.

Two albums down, eight to go, she thought.

Kate's Blog Entry

It's 11:30. It's been to crazy of a day to even stay awake anymore. I'm exhausted. Tomorrow will be easier, though. Although...does Melissa like Jack? Or is she just infatuated with him like practically every other boy she's come across?

XOXO,

Kate

Melissa's Blog Entry

Wait. I just realized something. If the woman that sold us those necklaces yesterday said that they were cursed...and I believed her. And guess who did? That's right: Kate! Ha! I never get to say this, but I am right!! Gosh, it feels good, too!