Chapter 7: A Surprise Visit

Elizabeth slowly opened the door to Jack's cabin and closed it with her hands behind her back, still tightly gripping onto the handle. She surveyed the dark room. Using the dim light of the candle lit far away by the window, she found his desk and sat down in a large wooden chair. Suddenly feeling giddy, she propped her legs on the table, taking it some time to find a comfortable place for her to rest. She squinted her eyes and recognized a half empty rum bottle, its liquid swaying from the ship's movement. Elizabeth grinned and abruptly grabbed the bottle and took a good swig. "Pirate" she mumbled.

"Mhmm, mhmmm, a pirate's life for me" she hummed to herself, not noticing that a man had just entered the room. "We're devils and black sheep, and really bad eggs, drink up me 'earties yo ho…"

Elizabeth quickly brought her legs to the floor and put the rum bottle down on the table, creating a loud sound. She looked over her shoulder and worried, eyebrows far from here eyes in surprise. But once she recognized the man, she relaxed and slumped a little. "Jack, please don't do that, you've no idea how easily I get scared." Elizabeth slowly folded her hands in her lap, waiting for Jack to reply. "Surely my singing is not that bad love! Normally, my singing is the first thing wenches notice about me great personality and versatility. Pirating is not my only strength love," Jack said proudly, hand resting on his pistol and the other waving around to emphasize his point. Elizabeth smiled kindly, hiding the fact that it hurt her that Jack had just called her a wench.

Jack didn't notice her sudden change in expression and lazily lied down on a couch, pulling a bottle of fresh rum out of thin air and closing his tired eyelids. Suddenly feeling uncomfortable by Jack's position, Elizabeth hastily stood up and made her way to the door.

Jack titled his head to the side, opened one eye, and noticed Elizabeth's back slowly disappearing into the darkness. Jack suddenly sat straight, almost knocking half of the spicy liquid of its bottle and shouted, "Lizzie, clearly you wanted to discuss plans on saving the whel- William's heart earlier, why don't we finish our discussion?" he just wanted Elizabeth to stay as long as she could in his cabin, but he didn't know it yet. Elizabeth turned around and nodded in agreement, coming closer to Jack. Jack slowly stood up as if time stopped and only his body moved. Bugger, is she ever beautiful.

Although her hair was in a messy braid and dirt slightly covered her skin as a result of not taking a bath for quite some time, she looked like a goddess. Long wisps of hair rested on her jaw line, outline her thin face. Her long neck was outlined by the dim candlelight, making Jack slightly aroused. His eyes swiftly traveled to her chest, surprised that she would wear a shirt with such a low neckline that shows some cleavage. Jack felt even more aroused, suddenly thinking of what it would be like to slide that shirt off of her small frame.

Elizabeth caught Jack's gaze and looked down to where his eyes where fixed. She grew furious and felt she needed to slap the man's face, but decided to turn this whole situation on him. Elizabeth grinned in her mind seductively walked closer to the gaping man in front of her, purposely swaying her hips slightly to emphasize her body. Jack slightly opened his mouth and half closed his eyes, trying to hold himself back. "What are you looking at, Jack?" she purred. Jack quickly closed his mouth and looked deep into her auburn eyes. Elizabeth pouted slightly.

Jack quickly noticed what Elizabeth was doing and cleared his throat loudly. "Nothing" Jack quickly walked over to his desk and rested his hands on the worn out wood, letting his head hang low as he closed his eyes. Elizabeth turned around and giggled because she was surprised of what she could do to him with a few words. "Jack, what's wrong?" She asked half smiling. Jack quickly propped his head up and turned around swiftly, pulling up his hands into the air.

"Lizzie, I'm just trying to conjure up a plan to save you bloody husband, and I would greatly appreciate it if you wouldn't try to distract me in such ways?" Jack forced a smile.

Elizabeth grinned. "Sorry Jack just wanted to let you know how it feels to be continuously provoked upon!" Jack rolled his eyes and changed the subject. "Love, pertaining to your lovely spouse, I'm afraid there is only one way to save the chest, and I'm not sure if you up to it."

Elizabeth's smile dropped in an instant. "Are you sure there isn't another course we could take to save Will?" she looked truly worried.

"Well seeing how me compass didn't give us a proper heading," Jack grinned, Elizabeth rolled her eyes, "The only way to discover the Dragon's location is to get some help from young William himself."

Elizabeth buried her eyebrows in confusion. Noticing her expression, Jack explained that the Captain of the Flying Dutchman owned a legendary map that showed every ship sailing on its seas. Elizabeth understood and nodded her head, although she was worried of what Will would say for her carelessness.

Suddenly, the ship swayed sharply to the left, causing Elizabeth to fall to her side. Luckily, Jack had saved her from and falling. Elizabeth stood up quickly and brushed off her shirt slightly. She nodded in thbaks and walked swiftly out the door. Jack followed, but then abruptly stopped, something occurring to him out of nowhere.

I provoke her? Jack smiled and walked out the door. As soon as he climbed onto deck, he realized why the Pearl had swung uncontrollably. Bugger.

The Flying Dutchman was floating right in front of him.