Chapter Six

You quietly rowed your boat behind Jack's, making your way to the Pearl. Neither of you spoke, you couldn't make any noise or else Henry's men would find you. Your heart pumped at an enormous pace, you were chilled to the bone with fear and even regret. The cold sea water occasionally sprinkled against your face as the waves slapped against your boat, but you didn't wipe the salty liquid away from your face. You just watched the silent figure pacing the deck, the one that was watching his crew taking on your men. You had to admit, he was rather handsome if you liked that sort of thing. He was the governor's son, next in line to take over Port Royal. He had blonde hair that was hidden under his white wig. His blue eyes seemed to stare you out, making you shiver whenever you saw him. How you wished you didn't have to see him, but there was no point in wishing. They were wasted dreams that could easily fall from their stars. You thought of how awful it would be one you started living your life with him...never forgetting the moments you had spent with Jack. How could you possibly live in a loveless marriage that was full of lies and mistrust? Henry knew that you didn't love him, but he still wanted to marry you anyway so that he could have a nice trophy wife. Your heart raced inside of you at the thought of having to wake beside him every morning...to stand their by his side each and every day...to...oh God, you didn't want to even think about it. You sighed and looked over to Jack. He was staring at you, his gaze fixated on your hunched body. You straightened up, trying to seem okay about the whole situation. But Jack could tell that you were dreading this moment, it was all in your eyes. He motioned for you to stay down low as he climbed onto the Pearl by the anchor's chain. You watched him climb, your eyes big with fear. You didn't know what Henry would do to Jack, but you didn't trust him in the slightest. You heard pistols turn to Jack as he sat on the railing; a sheepish smile would be on his face as he tried to get out of it. You were about to gasp, but you clamped your hand over your mouth before you could do anything. Jack jumped off the rails and had an inaudible conversation with Henry. You couldn't stand being this far apart from the scene for any longer. You floated your way over to the thick metal chain and began to pull yourself up, your hands going red and sore. You could soon hear Jack and Henry's conversation as you watched the scene through the rails. They couldn't see you because of the darkness, you were practically a ghost. Each of the pirates had a soldier behind him, armed with a pistol. They were circled around Jack and Henry, watching the scene just as you were. Not participating, but still somehow managing to be included with the moment.

"Where is my fiancé?" Henry asked Jack, pulling out a pistol. Jack's face didn't say anything in particular; he just gave the usual smile that he gave to anyone when he was in trouble.

"Mate, I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Where is Miss Christopher?" he asked again, more confident and stronger in his words. You hated the sound of his voice, you hated him. Your heart went out to Jack, who was stuck in an unnecessary situation. He glanced over to the door of his quarters, trying to stall for time by giving out fake signals. Henry fell for it and sent several free soldiers to Jack's private area. You watched them break down the door and search the room for someone who wasn't even there. Henry's pistol retreated, thinking that he had finally succeeded. Jack started to walk away, but stopped in his tracks when a soldier came back out from his quarters.

"Sir, she isn't in here." He said it without any emotion at all, as if he would rather be somewhere else. Henry moved closer to the soldier, his nose practically against his.

"Then maybe you should search the other rooms!" he hissed threateningly. The soldier immediately jumped to his orders and walked his men out of the room and into another door. You felt so sorry for them, being under Henry's thumb must have been an awful job. Henry turned back to Jack, his eyes filled with rage.

"Where is she, pirate?!" he yelled. Jack seemed to take this as a compliment, for he bowed slightly and smiled up at Henry. He had a lot of guts to do so; you couldn't help but smile at his courage and bravery.

"You must have the wrong ship, sir." Henry suddenly smiled, like a hungry cat that had seen a half-dead mouse. He circled Jack, his hand on his pistol at all times.

"I couldn't be any more correct, Captain Sparrow. For Miss Christopher's mother had watched her daughter run off with you to your famous black ship..." he said quietly and menacingly. You swore to yourself, angry at your foolishness. You shouldn't have said anything when you walked in on your mother and his father. Then you and Jack could be off in your own little world right now. It was all your fault, why were you so foolish?

"She is here," he said. "And I'm either getting her or killing you." You stared at Jack wide-eyed, knowing that in his selfishness he would call you out from the dark. But he just stood there, staring into Henry's eyes. Your heart went a mile a minute, you were so confused. You wanted to go over there and stop Jack from whatever he was about to do. But the fear inside of your heart made you stay in your hiding spot. You wet curls of hair seemed cold against your cheeks as the ocean winds swept past you.

"I've had a rather full life..." Jack finally said. "And now I'm about to have an even longer one...I think I've had my share of the glory." You watched him get onto his knees, half of Henry's height as he did this. What was he doing?

"I'll never tell you where Robyn-"

"-Miss Christopher!" Henry suddenly corrected. Jack sighed and looked back up to the tall figure above him.

"I'll never tell you where Robyn is hiding." He said, not caring about Henry's opinion of your name. Henry pulled out his pistol, putting it to Jack's forehead. Jack was going to die. He was going to die and it was all because of you. Tears ran down your face as you remembered all the times you had shared with him. The night where the two of you ran from the auction. The time that he had spent on teaching you how to sword-fight. How he held your hand as you ran back to the boat. How he looked when he was about to kiss you...All these little things that would forever be him. And now he was going to die. It was all your fault...it was all your fault...you were about to kill Jack...you were about to get rid of one of the finest things in this world. You were about to take away Jack's free life. And he would have died in vain...because you would eventually be found by one of Henry's men. He was dying for a pointless reason. And it was all your fault...

"JACK!!" you screamed. Everyone turned to face you as you pulled yourself over the railing and onto the deck. You ran over to Jack's side, embracing him in your arms.

"What the hell were you thinking?" you whispered in his ear. He held you tighter as you sobbed into his neck. You felt a gun press against your head, buried amongst your hair. It was Henry...demanding that you got up without even saying anything. You followed his silent orders and left Jack's side. You glared at your insane fiancé, angry and completely pissed off at him. He smiled at you and pulled the gun away, putting it back in its proper place on his belt. You wanted to spit in his eye and shoot him with his own gun, but you knew that any more violent behaviour could kill Jack or another crew member.

"Well, well...my lovely bird flew away to a crow's nest...are you coming?" Henry asked. You kept glaring at him, not breaking eye contact.

"I'll go with you, but only if you promise to leave Captain Sparrow and his crew in one piece." Henry smiled at you and tried to shake your hand, but you kept it firmly tucked by your side.

"And if I get a last moment with the Captain." Henry glared at you for a split second, but he shook your hand and walked off to his soldiers. He was still going to watch you, so you couldn't do too much with Jack. But when you turned to face him, Jack seemed to have a completely different idea... He kissed your pale and shivering lips, his hands straying to your waist. You didn't care that Henry was watching the two of you; you just had to have this moment with your captain. He pulled your closer as you cupped his face in your hands. You felt Jack slip his hand into the back of your underwear, making you shiver at the sudden warmth of his hands. But then, you felt a small and cold square object slip inside with them. You had no idea what he was doing, for you couldn't turn away from his lips. They tasted of salt and felt like a calming wave. He was the sea...and you were completely swept into the tide. Just as you were parting your mouth open for him, you felt a sudden grab at the neck of your dress that pulled you backward.

"I think that your moment is up, sweetheart." Damn it Henry...and just when you were actually getting into that moment, too. He didn't search your underwear, though; he must've not been able to see the small brick through your baggy pants. Either that or he didn't think it would be wise to shove his hand down your pants while his crew was watching him. You looked over to Jack, who had a mischievous glint in his eye as usual. He winked at you, probably referring to the object he had slipped you. He had a plan, one that you would only understand when the time came. Henry took you by the arm and led you to his luxurious number, which was floating on the opposite side of the dark ship. As you climbed across a rope to Henry's ship, silent tears streaked down your face. Jack saw these and smiled at you, but the gleam had vanished from his eyes.

"Don't worry, love. I'll miss you too," he said. You wished that you could jump off the rope and reach out to Jack, but when Henry pulled you over to his ship you realised for the second time that night that wishes don't come true. As the ship began to sail off, you watched Jack with the most horrible of pains in your heart. He turned away and walked over to the helm, where he continued his position as Captain. The Black Pearl's crew carried on also, but they kept glancing over their shoulders to see how you sailed off. They were going to miss you, too. You looked over at Henry, who was shouting orders to his men. You still had tears in your eyes, but he didn't seem to notice your presence. When he finally looked back at you, he had his arm held out and a smile on his face.

"Your room is this way," he said. You glared at him and stormed in front, not caring that you didn't know where to go. He pushed his way until he became the leader, soon finding you your room. It was fairly large, with a wide and soft-looking bed. You hadn't slept on a bed in ages...and you didn't really want to. Looking around, you saw red velvet drapes covering two wide windows that matched the curtains on your bed. There was a chest of drawers, and when opened you found that it was full of expensive and ridiculous dresses. When you turned around to Henry, he had a wide smile on his face.

"A wedding present for my lovely bride." He said it sweetly, but you knew that the sugar in his words was poisoned. You glared at him until he eventually left the room, shutting the door behind him. You even heard it lock, he obviously didn't trust you. When you were sure he was gone, you pulled out the object Jack had slipped inside your pants. You gasped when you saw what it was...

...his compass. Jack had given you his compass...you really burst into tears then. It was better than anything you'd ever been given. It was far more touching than the stupid dresses Henry had given you. You sobbed loudly, sinking to the floor and resting your head on the wooden drawers. When you opened it, you saw the bold, red arrow swirled around madly until it finally pointed at the horizon. You looked out the window and saw the dark figure of the Pearl sinking into the distance. It was hard to see because of the dark night skies, but you could still see the oil-lamps lighting up the ship.

"I'll find you again, Captain Jack Sparrow. I swear to God I'll find you."

CrazyA: Cliff hangerz r me home-bpys! LOOL!!!
Okay, back to English. I realized that I was a right ass to the readers, so I decided to post on the next chappie before I leave for my Xmas holiday in Europe (squeal!). Have a good Christmas, guys! ^^