Author's note: I am sad to say I didn't get many reviews on the previous chapter and that in itself was disappointing. BUT! I do appreciate the reviews that I did get, the ones about the innuendos with Jack and their love for the coupling that I did of Jack/Amour. Lol I will actually make them a main pairing, but she can't just forget her dear Commodore. Anyways no matter REVIEW DAMMIT …..and onward with the story.

Beside the Seemingly Perfect Angel

Chapter 10: Proposals, Letters and Kisses

Jack was left alone to prowl his deck as Amour had gone to help Gibbs with the mass. He looked around and looked down at his hand. There in his hands was the gift that was given to him by Amour the previous day. He noticed that in the sunlight it was very gaudy and very bright.

"Unfitting" he muttered to himself.

It wasn't like her, she was simple. Too simple sometimes, he added frowning at the thought. His thoughts of the younger Swann disappeared as his eyes trailed to the blond. He licked his lips and he began to strut towards her.

Before he could reach her, he saw that the Commodore himself had reached her first.

"Funny…." Norrington began. "There was a time when I would have given anything up to have you look like that when you think of me"

"I don't know what you mean" she said turning away from him.

"Oh I think you do" he said.

"Oh don't be absurd" she exclaimed. "I just don't trust him that's all"

Norrington merely chuckled and walked away.

"So you never wondered how your latest fiancé ended up on the Flying Dutchman in the first place?" he asked.

She could not reply and he walked away with a smirk on his face. She looked down and opened the compass. As it spun around a few times it landed and she looked up to see Jack looking out in the horizon. She couldn't believe it…..she wanted Jack. She bit her lip and closed it shaking her head.

Elizabeth walked over and she sat down against the stairs. Jack looked down and grabbed a bottle of rum and walked towards her.

"My tremendous intuitions of the female creature informs me that you are troubled" he said leaning towards her ignoring any personal space.

"I should have been married by now" she whispered.

He looked confused and scared and he handed her the bottle of rum which she took.

"You know..." he cleared his throat and took out the ring he was staring at before. "Lizzie….I am a captain of a ship. And being captain of a ship, I could in fact perform a marriage right here, right on this deck….Right now"

Her bottom lip trembled.

"No thank you" she said.

"Why not?" he asked.

"Just leave me alone Jack" she said and handed him the ring back. "And take that back I don't want it, have one of my own"

She grumbled and walked away ignoring the tug at her stomach he had caused her.

Unbeknownst to her there was a pair of eyes staring at her. Bright blue eyes stared at her with anger. Amour was beginning to find resentment in her sister. As she saw Elizabeth talk to Norrington she felt something inside her break even more, she figured it was the old her who held the flame for him who was crushed. As he walked away with a smirk she looked away continuing to tie the ropes as Gibbs had asked her to. She muttered a series of curses, but her curiosity was killing her thus she turned over to see her sister again. She noticed the compass was out, which helped her think of Will, but when Elizabeth looked at Jack and bit her lip, Amour felt something new. It was as if something inside her was being angered, something unexplainable. She gripped the rope so tight she got rope burns and she hissed in pain. She turned around to face away from her sister and looked down at her hands now marked with a thick red line.

Jack frowned at being ignored by Elizabeth and looked down at the ring. Jack's eyes immediately went to the behind of a sailor and tilted his head trying to figure out why the behind was attracting. He then smirked as he saw a strand of brown hair slip from the hat. He strutted over and placed his hands on her hips leaning against her.

"Hello once again Luv" he whispered against her.

"Hands off the merchandise" Amour muttered repeating what he had told her a year before.

He let go of her hips slowly and frowned wondering what was wrong with her.

"What's wrong Luv?" he asked.

She turned to face him and he noticed her hands. While he reached for them, she pulled them away and she slipped her left hand in her blouse and began to look for something. Jack didn't mind waiting as he stared entranced. She rolled her eyes and took out the folded paper.

"Here" she said ignoring his comment.

"What are these?" he asked.

"Signed from Lord Cutler Beckett" she said making Jack do a gag noise at the name.

"Will was working for Beckett and never said a word" Jack muttered.

"He wanted the compass" Amour said softly slightly lost.

"He wants the chest" Jack commented.

Amour looked down.

"He once talked about a chest" she whispered.

"If they control the chest then they control the sea. A truly discomforting notion luv."

Gibbs heard this and began to man the ship trying to go faster.

"My I inquire how you came by this?" he asked.

Amour shrugged.

"Persuation" she whispered.

She ignored the fact that he was walking towards her, causing her to walk back and stop immediately as she was cornered.

"Friendly?" he asked immediately.

"Decidedly not" she replied just as quick.

Jack shrugged and placed the letters in his vest.

"Sparrow, the letters, give them back" she ordered.

"No" he said childishly. "Persuade me"

She glared and pushed him to let her free, but he wasn't budging. He did notice that her hand were bright red from the burns. He grabbed them before she could protest and looked down at them. Something was wrong.

"My tremendous intuitions of the female creature informs me that you are troubled" he whispered again to Amour and leaned so they were only a few centimeters away from one another.

"Just stop it Jack" she whispered looking down.

He noticed this and gripped her hands tighter. She closed her eyes and he let her see her as she truly was. Her lashes were long and black unlike Elizabeth's blond and her lips were fuller than the elder Swann. As she opened her eyes though, that is when he truly saw the sea.

"Come on tell ol' Jacky" he said in a sultry voice.

"I'm unlucky" she whispered.

He had to lean towards her to simply hear her. He heard this and was surprised.

"How come?" he asked.

She looked away cheeks becoming pink.

"I seek happiness" she whispered.

"Marriage" he said.

She let out a tiny smile and shrugged.

"One day maybe, but I doubt I'll marry. I'll probably be an old maid and never find a suitor."

"Oh Luv-" he began.

She shook her head.

"Don't Jack, my track record isn't all that great. Norrington loves Elizabeth,Beckett is cruel and disgusting and-" she immediately stopped.

"And?" he asked urging her to continue.

"And….I'm just tired of it" she ended weakly.

He lifted his hand to her wrist and tugged her downstairs. She blinked and avoided tripping several times as she tried to keep at pace with him. As they reached the Captain's quarters he closed the door behind him and turned to face a confused Amour.

He cleared his throat. It seemed that today he was more generous than usual as he was going to propose for the second time in a span of five minutes.

"You know Luv…I am a captain of a ship and being captain of a ship I could in fact perform a marriage right here, right on this deck…right now" he reiterated to the younger sibling.

She glared and walked toward the windows.

"No thank you" she muttered crossing her fingers.

"Why not?" he heard himself ask once more.

"We're very much alike you and I" he began walking towards her direction "I and you…us"

"Except I have a code of honor and decency and don't propose marriage to two women" she hissed.

He froze for a second and forced her to turn and face him.

"Oh luv….I would never-" he tried to get himself out of the pickle.

"You did a few minutes ago to my sister with the ring that I gave you. Beckett gave me that ring, and if you didn't want it, might as well hand it over."

"You don't want it" he replied.

She shrugged.

"I suppose he still is my fiancé" she said snidely.

He glared at her and placed his hands tighter around her shoulders.

"No matter. You will come over to my side I know it." He said.

She shook her head.

"You seem certain but it won't happen. I don't play second fiddle Jack"

He looked at her big eyes staring at him with anger, but under that hurt, and under that…..he knew that look, disappointment and distrust. He didn't like the last two. He decided to work at another angle. Sweetness was never his thing and wouldn't ever be, but seduction and lust….that he knew about.

He began to slide his hands down her side and as she wiggled he managed to move her against a wall.

"You don't see luv…..you aren't' second fiddle" he whispered against her ear.

He noticed from the corner of his eye that her eyes had closed and her cheeks were becoming pink. He knew he was getting to her. A part of him told him it was because men were never near her, but the cocky part of him told him that it was because of him that she was reacting that way.

"You will come to me…I know this for one word: Curiosity" he whispered and smirked. "If not that freedom. You long to do what you want to do because you want it"

She smirked slightly.

"That makes no sense Jack" she whispered.

"At least we're back to Jack" he replied. "You wish to act on selfish impulse, you want to see what it's like. One day…you won't be able to resist"

She looked up at him and noticed just how close they were to one another. She licked her lips and his eyes landed directly on them. She let out a lazy smile and he was enraptured.

"I have one question Jack" she purred.

"Hm?" was his eloquent reply.

"Did you whisper the same thing to my sister?" she whispered.

He looked up from her lips to her eyes and frowned.

"No" he said.

"Why? Because she walked away before you could?" she asked her voice becoming louder.

He placed his hand against the wooden wall she leaned against and leaned closer.

"Don't ruin the moment luv yeah?" he asked.

She glared but as he got closer, her eyes were becoming heavier. He noticed that her lips were beginning to part and he was going to take advantage. He had observed that when they fought, it was the best.

"I'm engaged" she whispered.

"Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn" he whispered.

"You're a good man" she whispered.

"All evidence to the contrary"

"I have confidence in you" she whispered even softly. "Want to know why?"

"You want a chance to be admired, you want the rewards that follow. You are the one that won't be able to resist."

"Oh?" he whispered.

His other hand was now placed on her hip and he rubbed it in a slow languid movement.

"You're going to want to know what it tastes like"

He smiled softly his lips trembling to kiss her.

"Ah but luv….I already have"

"And?"

"And I quite enjoy it. I would like to get a second taste"

Their lips were so close to touching, he felt their bottom lips touch, and as they finally connected to one another, it was unlike the previous kiss. Her eyes closed immediately and her hands were neatly placed on his chest feeling the warmth of it. The previous kiss, their first kiss, was a forceful one, but this time around it was surprisingly enough mutual. She let out a little sigh and he took it as a signal to continue. His hand once on the wall slid down her curves and onto her opposing hip. Her hands slid themselves up to his cheeks where she held him close.

He had many experiences with women and kissing was not something he usually did. The experience was nice, but this was different. It was chaste, or what he considered chaste, but there was something behind him that scared him more than anything.

They pulled back for air and she breathed in barely a bit of air when he once again made contact. She was pushed by his body against the wall as he pressed his against hers. There was a great contrast, her short frame and curvy figure complemented his tall lean one.

"Jack" she mumbled against his lips in a sigh.

He gripped her tighter making her wince slightly. It was getting too carried away, their teasing and their tension had erupted. He was about to stop when something occurred…she moaned. He groaned in return and kissed her even more ferociously.

What they hadn't noticed was that there was someone staring on. Elizabeth stared as her sister was seduced and seduced the man she lusted after. She had knocked on the door before but she wasn't heard. She got so annoyed that she had opened the door to see her sister being kissed by Jack himself, with her being pressed against the wall.

She knocked loudly and then her annoyance grew. Amour and Jack parted slowly and their eyes opened the same speed as well. It was a lazy separation. Amour's cheeks were pink and her eyes were dreamy, as Jack let out a lazy smirk down at her. Elizabeth stomped her foot and they both jumped apart and turned to face her.

"Hello Lizzie" Jack said calmly.

Amour froze not doing what to do, but she had noticed Jack's hands hadn't really moved, so pushed them away, much to his displeasure.

"May we help you?" he asked as the silence consumed them.

"I didn't mean to interrupt" she said in a snippy tone. "We've reached land"

She walked out immediately and Amour and Jack were left alone. They looked at one another uncomfortably, well uncomfortably on Amour's part while Jack looked pleased.

"Would love to continue this Luv, but gotta find me jar of dirt"

He kissed her lips once more and before she could respond parted from her to find his elusive jar of dirt. Amour blinked a few times and was left on her own. What had she done?