"I remember when Blackbeard used to take us here," said Brianna. "I'd always stay behind when the men went to go meet women. Except for Derik, he sneak back to stay with me while Blackbeard was too drunk to notice."
"Maybe if we have a chance, we'll meet this Derik of yours at Tortuga," Elizabeth said.
"No chance I would get to see him though," Brianna moaned. "He was always obliged to stay at Blackbeard's side at certain times, and this is a place he was supposed to stay."
Will sighed. "Are we going to stay in some shady motel at a tavern, Jack?" he asked.
"Where else?" Jack asked. "It's either that or the pig's pen."
Will made a face.
"Suck it up, Will," Brianna said. She was still mad at him for rocking her into the ocean. Will gave her a face but said nothing.
Once they docked their 'boat' Jack took them into a crowded bar, and sat them down at a table. "Rum anyone?" he asked. Will shook his head, same as Elizabeth, but Brianna said: "Yes, but just one. I've had a rough day."
"Then just one won't do it!" Jack smiled, walking away.
Brianna rolled her eyes and smiled. She was very drowsy, and wanted to go to sleep soon, but she wouldn't know how, seeing as though there would be riots every ten minutes next door. Brianna sighed and told herself to suck it up as she did to Will.
Jack returned moments later with two bottles in his hand, he tossed one to Brianna and sat down with his own.
"Don't you just love Tortuga?" he asked, knowing what the answer from Will and Elizabeth would be.
"I guess you could say I got used to it," Brianna shrugged, taking a sip of her rum. "I never really enjoyed seeing my fellow pirates get drunk, though."
"Well, better get used to it, because you'll see one now," Jack said.
Elizabeth really wanted to get Jack out of his drinking habits. Then again, there will soon come a day when horses will grow wings and fly to China, Elizabeth thought. She knew she couldn't get Jack to stop drinking, but she would make him cut down on the rum.
Brianna's eyelids felt like they were going to glue shut, so she decided to go to bed. She left Jack, Will, and Elizabeth, and went up to her room.
"What a day," she said. "First I get marroned, then rescued, then alomst eaten by a giant squid, then sleep next to a bar in Tortuga. Geez!" Brianna unlocked her room. She saw two beds, a wardrobe and a bedside table in the room.
"Looks like I'm sharing a room... hopefully not with Will," Brianna said.
She had just met the guy, and she didn't like him. "He treats me like I'm a child. And he can't grip onto the fact that Elizabeth isn't interested in him anymore. He can't take it like a man. He has to take it like a selfish little boy," she muttered, getting into bed. Hopefully she'd feel better about him in the morning.
Later, Brianna was woken up hearing someone come in the room. She sat up and looked at who it was.
It wasn't Will, thankfully. It was Elizabeth. "Sorry, did I wake you?" she asked.
"Yeah, but don't worry about it," said Brianna turning over. "Where's Jack and Will?"
"In the other room," Elizabeth answered.
"You're not sleeping with Jack?"
"No. Will has to keep him under control."
"Wow. He wasn't joking when he said he'd get drunk!"
Elizabeth gave a small laugh. "I'll have to make him cut down on the rum once we're married."
"But how will you marry? Jack doesn't know any relious men."
"We'll work something out," Elizabeth said. "Enough talk now. We must sleep."
"Fine. Good night," Brianna said.
The next morning, Elizabeth woke up, hearing someone come in the room. She didn't know who it was, and pretend she was asleep.
That somone was Will. What is he doing? she wondered.
He crossed the room and left a note on the bedside table. She felt him kiss her on the cheek. "Goodbye, my love," he said. With that. He walked out of the room.
Elizabeth sat up. Brianna was still sleeping, so she took the note. It read:
My Dearest Elizabeth,
You will not see me for sometime. And if I'm not careful... forever.
I am off to free my father from Davey Jones' clutches just as I promised.
In case I do not return, I congratulate you and Jack on your wedding, and know that I am no longer mad at Brianna. Hopefully after she reads this she will no longer be mad at me.
Wishing you all the best,
William Turner
Elizabeth sighd. She was touched that Will was no longer mad at anyone, but she wished he had 'woken' her up and said a proper goodbye.
I think I'll go see how Jack is, she thought. Elizabeth sneaked out of the room, carefully, as not to wake Brianna, and tiptoed to the next room. She opened the door.
Jack was lying face down on the bed with a bottle of rum in his hand. Elizabeth smiled slightly. She took then bottle from his hand, went into the bathroom, and poured the rest down the sink.
"What are you doing with my rum?" cried a voice from the bedroom. Elizabeth saw Jack sitting up on the bed, looking at her, playfully, as if she took something valuble from him.
"You weren't drinking it!" Elizabeth said, smiling.
"I was near finishing it!"
"You were lying face down on the bed."
Jack stopped. She got him there. "Uhhhh... I... love you?" Jack wasn't sure what to say. Elizabeth sat down on the bed with him.
"Look, Jack..." she said. "I know this may sound silly, but I'd like you to cut down on the rum." Jack made a face. "Why?"
"Because... as much as I love you, I don't want my husband dying from a destroyed liver."
"My liver's fine," Jack said. Suddeny, there was a sharp pain near his stomach. "Right on cue," he said, holding it.
"See?" Elizabeth said. "I'm no doctor, but that could get worse. Please Jack? For me?"
Jack sighed. Women always know how to manipulate you, he thought. "Alright..." he said slowly.
Elizabeth gave him a kiss. "Thank you Jack," she said.