This is the love chapter. Had to come in somewhere. Sorry!!! Please review and give me ideas!
Elizabeth turned around and saw that Jack was standing over her. She looked back up at him, unafraid. "Jack," she questioned, "where is the Black Pearl?"
Jack looked at Elizabeth, and a mixed emotion of anger, pain, and revenge came over his face. "That bastard Barbossa took it. The stupid blighter."
Elizabeth was confused. "How did he manage that, weren't you on the ship? Oh, they didn't mutiny you on that island again did they?"
"Oh, no. Thank God. No, after we dropped you off on that small island, we set a course to Tortuga, so the crew could get some drinks." Elizabeth knew that one of the real reasons was so that Jack could try and charm some more girls and get drunk. "We stopped at Tortuga, and made anchor there. The crew spent a night out, and the next morning we come back, and our ship's gone! I managed to find most of the crew but not that scallywag Barbossa. Seems he didn't party but instead snuck out and pilfered our ship. I'm going to find him and kill him when we get there, mark my words, which are, for once, truthful." Jack looked mutinous.
"Oh," Elizabeth said. At least now she knew where the Black Pearl was. Suddenly, Elizabeth rethought something Jack had said. "Jack, you said you would kill Barbossa when we get there. Is he searching for the Fountain too?"
"Oh, yes, luv. Barbossa will never give up trying to find what he wants. Aye, he be there, maybe around the same time as us. The mutineer wants the water for himself, so he can't die, again, but this time can taste food."
Elizabeth thought back to the first meeting she'd had with Barbossa. He had told her about how food turned to ash in his mouth, and he could not taste water or rum. This time, she knew, he would want the chance of living forever, but not in agony.
"But how is he going to find his way there – don't you have the charts?"
"Aye, I have the charts, but Barbossa knows these waters better than anyone – except for Davy Jones, and maybe by now your dear William."
William. The name pierced her heart, cutting a deep sore into it. Why did Jack have to mention him?!
"Barbossa will be on the waters now, sailing for Isle Fountaineis , and I don't doubt he'll get there as quick as us. But if we meet him on the way, we'll commandeer the ship, and mutiny him. Ha ha."
Elizabeth saw the image of Barbossa walking the plank in her mind. He deserves it, she thought.
"So, how's that cleaning going?" Jack asked, smirking.
*
Jack sat in his cabin, his worn boots on the desk and his filthy hands behind his head. Ah, how great it was to see Elizabeth again. The last time he saw her was when she was leaving the Black Pearl to be with her husband on that lonesome island. That was six years ago, but Elizabeth hadn't changed at all. But what would happen if they did meet Will on the way? He didn't want to think about it. If he saw Elizabeth with Will again he would.......
Jack sat up, startled.
What did I just think?!?!
Jack was shocked. He thought back over all the times he'd been with Elizabeth – together. He remembered the Compass pointing towards the Pearl as he was escaping during the Kraken attack. He thought abut how he felt when Elizabeth left the ship to be Will. He remembered how he felt when Elizabeth climbed on board the ship a few days ago, how surprised and ecstatic he was. Most of all, he remembered the kiss he had received from Elizabeth. Why did he keep having these feelings?
And then it hit Jack like a full-blown cannon.
He was in love with Elizabeth Swann.
No, TURNER, he reminded himself. Elizabeth is married, and I can't do anything about it. Once he thought over all the memories again, he couldn't believe that he was so stupid not to realize it. It was so clear. He felt happy whenever she looked at him. But what could he do about it? The answer was so simple it wasn't even worth thinking over.
Nothing.
Jack knew Elizabeth knew that he loved her, but not in that way. Elizabeth thought Jack only cared for her. He remembered her final words. 'Jack, it would never have worked out between us.'
Jack sighed. He looked up from his hands and looked through the open door. Elizabeth was on the deck, leaning on the rail, staring out at the open sea. Jack imagined what was on her mind. Probably Will.
Bugger.
Jack swung his legs down from the desk and stood up. He had to occupy himself to stop himself thinking about Elizabeth. Jack took one look at his open Compass, then went out on deck.
*
Elizabeth looked up from the never-ending sea and up at Jack at the helm. He was looking through his soy-glass out towards the East. Jack was such a great man. If only he was a bit more mature.
She couldn't wait to see Will, see her reflection in those deep chocolate eyes, feel his soft lips on hers, having him hold her. The memories were so vivid, yet so far away. Feeling alone, she walked up the stairs to the helm. Jack was now looking down at his compass, comparing the arrow to the Navigational Charts. He had a frown on his face. Elizabeth approached slowly.
'Jack,' she said uncertainly.
'Yes, luv?' he replied, preoccupied.
'Am I able to......talk to you?'
For once Jack looked up. The look on his face was one full of worrying and sympathy.
Jack nodded. 'Come in my cabin. Gettin' chilly out here.'
Elizabeth followed Jack to his cabin. She stood uncertainly while Jack shut the door, sat at his desk, put his feet up, and drink from a rum bottle on his desk. He held the bottle out to her.
'No, thankyou,' she replied.
Jack shrugged and had another sip before putting the bottle down.
'Now, for what may I have the pleasure of your carbuncle?' he asked.
Elizabeth wasn't sure how to explain what was on her mind. She decided to sum it up in three words.
'I miss Will.'
This cut a hole through Jack's heart but he ignored it and put a look of sympathy on his face.
'I'm sorry luv.'
Elizabeth was shocked. Jack actually sounded sorry for her.
'Trust me, if I have the chance to communicate with the Flying Dutchman or stand in the place of Will as a friend I shall,' Jack said softly. 'That's a promise.'
Elizabeth didn't know whether to believe and trust his promise or not.
'I'm just......It's like I'm losing him Jack. The memories of him are fading, and I don't even know whether he still loves me.' Elizabeth said quietly.
Jack shook his head. 'How can you think like that Elizabeth? Of course he still loves you. I know Will enough to know that he will never stop thinking about you.'
Jack stood up.
'You know, Jack,' Elizabeth said, 'when I was on that island, I really did miss you. You are a part of me, in more ways then one.'
'I'm flattered, luv.'
'You should be.'
Before Elizabeth knew what she was doing, she found herself moving towards Jack. She stopped a foot away from him. 'It's good to know that you're still the Captain I know and love.'
With that, Elizabeth pressed her mouth to Jack's. He wrapped her arms around him, pushing him back until he ran into the desk. To her amazement, it was Jack who broke the kiss. He stared at her, grinning.
'You really do miss him, don't you?' Jack said, half smirking, half in amusement.
Elizabeth was speechless. 'I'm so sorry Jack. I didn't mean.....It's just.......Will........I needed........someone....'
Jack shook his head. 'It's fine luv. I told you I'd stand in place of Will if need be.'
Elizabeth smiled, and gave Jack a hug. 'Do you really think we'll find him?' she whispered in his ear.
'Maybe, luv, maybe.'
Elizabeth released Jack and looked at him. She smiled.
'You know, you really are a good captain, Jack. I'm proud of you. I always knew you were a good man.
