"Not All Treasure is Silver and Gold"
Chapter 20—Part One
Danielle grabbed James Norrington and they both set out to find Jack and Will. James, having been through all that he has with these men, couldn't help but continue laughing.
"Will you shut up?" Dani finally snapped.
"Don't you see the humor in this situation?" he said, peering in windows as they passed. James obviously didn't see the anger burning in Danielle's eyes.
"No, I can't see the humor. There is no humor. I know this is my dear husband's fault and I would like to find him. Now, if you don't want to be the one that I filet with my sword, I suggest you help me find him."
"Now, Danielle," James started, putting his arm around Dani's shoulders. "Calm down. We will find Sparrow and Turner and everything will be just fine."
"I can't believe how stupid he is," she said, punching the brick wall next to her and subsequently shaking it in pain.
James didn't know how to respond to that. He knew that Jack was stupid, but he had higher hopes for Turner. So, James took her hand and kissed it lightly where a bruise had already formed.
"We will find them and you can kill him, okay, Mrs. Sparrow?" he was still upset that Sparrow was her surname and hesitated to use it, but did it anyway. They looked at each other for a moment and suddenly everything got very uncomfortable.
Dani decided the best way to cope was to smack him hard in the upper arm.
"Ow!" he screamed. "What was that for?"
"Why did you kiss me?" she fumed.
"I didn't kiss you. I kissed your hand…oh, never mind. Old habits die hard, I suppose."
"We're never speaking of this again," she said and he nodded in agreement. "Go back to the wedding. I suppose I can take care of this myself."
"You don't have any idea where to look."
She walked out of the alley they were standing in and looked around.
"I have an idea," she said as she looked up and down the cobbled street and spotting Will's blacksmith shop.
James must have understood as well because he didn't ask questions, she just marched off towards the shop.
She tried the handle and found that the door was locked.
"I'm going to need your help," she fumed. She wasn't happy that she couldn't get the door open.
They both put their shoulders into it and the wood splintered under their collective weight.
To neither of their surprise, Jack was slumped over in a chair, snoring loudly and Will was doing the same, face down in the dirt.
Danielle walked straight over to Jack and slapped him hard across the face. He awoke with a grunt and rubbed his cheek without opening his eyes.
"It's not mine, I swear," he mumbled. Then he opened his eyes. "Oh, Danielle."
"What's not yours?" She asked.
"I don't know what you're talking about, love," he slurred as he stood.
"Look what you did to Will," she said, pointing at the unconscious man on the ground.
"I did nothing to young Mr. Turner," Jack said. He was completely offended that Danielle thought he would do anything of that sort.
"That isn't what I was talking about Jack," Dani said back to him as she kneeled down to wake Will. "Will, Will!" she shouted as she smacked his face just like she did to Jack.
And his response was a groan, just like Jack.
Both men were complete messes and for the first time since they got married, Dani was ashamed to call Jack her husband. This one time he absolutely had to be good, he screwed it all up. Will was a hung-over mess and could barely walk.
Jack still didn't know what he did wrong. He walked behind James and Danielle who were supporting Will between them. Jack was surprisingly silent as he watched them walk ahead. He didn't like how Norrington was being a little touchy-feely with his wife.
And he decided to call her out on it as they put Will into the bathroom to get cleaned up.
"What was all that about?" Jack asked Dani after they were left alone.
"What?" She practically shrieked at him. "What?"
"Norrington's hands were doing some exploring."
"Shut up, Jack. You're wrong."
A/N: The second part of this chapter will be finished and posted tomorrow, savvy?