Author's Note: I am glad that a lot of you approved of what occurred. Yes I know some Willabeth people were a little ticked off, but I'm sorry and I explained that it was necessary and my interpretation of the characters. No, this will not have Sparrabeth at all, I disagree with this pairing, but I think that it needs to just be a smidgen. Anyways onward to the story~!
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~Beside a Seemingly Perfectly Angel~
Chapter 18: Reunion
He sat on the bed and looked at her as she began to transform herself. He felt he was violating some sort of code as he saw her in just her nude colored pantaloons as she was huffing and puffing over taking off the dress.
She was gorgeous he could admit that to himself with no fear. This was because she was the one person that deserved to be loved like him, but they could sadly not love one another. Neither wanted to for one thing, because they were too alike. Both wanted love from people that were the opposite of them, people that strived for independence when they wanted to be needed.
He wanted to be needed, when Elizabeth needed him she would be at her beck and call. He loved her so much that it really hurt his chest to feel experience that. Amour, he knew that Amour felt it too. She was nothing not a person seeking out to be loved.
"Don't just sit there, help me" she grumbled.
He was brought out of his stupor to see her and he smirked seeing her stuck at the top of her waist. He chuckled and walked over tugging the dress from her. He grunted slightly and soon it was off letting her take a deep breath.
"Hand me the shirt will you?" she asked softly.
He threw it to her and saw her slip it over making her look more like a boy than an actual man. He shook his head amused as she slipped on the bottoms and lastly her boots making her look like a merchant boy. He was already dressed in attire that wouldn't grab too much attention at the pub.
He tilted his head as she spun around trying to show him what she decided to dress as. He pointed towards her hair and she nodded.
"I have that handled William" she said amused.
She lifted a red ribbon, one that was a little similar to him, but she wrapped it around her hair into a tight bun that was soon covered by a hat. He chuckled and it soon ended as she threw him a sword.
"What?" she asked.
"You look like a child Amour, there's no way that you could be a man in that outfit" he chuckled.
"Then say I am your apprentice there, this is as close as it's going to get" she said whining.
He nodded and tugged her out of the door. He had to admit he was getting anxious over the reunion. He decided that while he did not want to reunite with the pair, he wanted to be there for Amour in case she would be hurt. He had not been there for her many times prior to this, so he felt that this was when he could redeem himself.
"We might be late if we don't hurry" he commented.
She nodded and sighed.
"We're walking there, might as well hurry."
Both walked out of the home and walked into the dark streets. William looked at every turn as they walked down the empty road, it was nothing like Port Royal that was for sure. There were a few gas lamps, but nothing that would make a person feel very confident. He felt her grab his hand and looked down at her to see she was teasing him about his worrywart nature. He glared at her and she covered her mouth hiding her amusement.
"There it is" he whispered as soon as they saw the provocative sign of a wench holding two pints of beer.
"Let's go" she murmured.
Amour took a deep breath and pushed the heavy door into the pub. She saw that it was probably not as bad as Tortuga's pubs, but still bad. The floors were covered in different types of alcohol that added to the stench of the room. There were a few prostitutes walking around in their colorful clothing, but what many men failed to see were the bottoms of their dresses were tattered and soaking in the alcohol.
She wrinkled her nose at the sight of a man walked upstairs with a wench to probably have a rump that would spread the communicable diseases in London. Soon that all turned to pure fear as she saw a woman pressing her chests towards hers.
"Hello luv, you seem jittery, care for Lilly to take that away from you dear?" she purred.
Amour's lips thinned out and her cheeks were flaming red towards the intentions of this woman. She knew this woman, she had given lessons to her boy Timothy and she couldn't believe this was her profession.
"P-perhaps not" she stuttered out.
"Oh young boys, just my type" she said.
Amour turned to see that Will was in the same predicament but he instead pushed the woman away and walked towards her, that is till he froze seeing that she was in a predicament.
To Will, it was very funny. Amour's pint size made her smaller than the woman making the wenches bosom land right in her line of vision. He knew that Amour noticed that is why she avoided any eye contact, or any chest contact to be fair. He decided to take care of it and tugged her towards him.
"Wench, that man in the corner be willin' to give you fifty pounds for a little rump" he whispered towards her.
Any intentions of her towards poor Amour went away as she ran off to find that elusive man. William tugged Amour as she was still wide eyed and embarrassed.
"How did you- "
"I lived with Jack for a few months, I know how to avoid those type of women well" he said.
Amour placed a hand on her chest and took in a deep breath, only to cough as the stench had gone into her mouth. Will looked at her sympathetically and they both walked towards the bar.
"What ye be havin'?" the bartender asked.
"Rum" both replied.
"Two rums comin' up lads" he said.
He picked up two cups and spit in them before beginning to wipe them clean. Amour paled as she saw him doing that, and Will looked unfazed by it. As the rum pints were slid towards them, Will caught them both and handed one towards her.
She saw him drink, letting the rum down his throat easily and she wondered just how had he survived all those months alone, and all those months with Jack. Just what did he experience? It was obvious that he was harder, more like a man and that surprised her.
He looked at her noticing how she studied him and he let out a smile making her return one automatically. That smile still got to her, the one that showed her that he was still Will in there, her loyal friend.
"Where be Jack Sparrow?" a drunken man beside her whispered.
"He be in the back recruiting a crew" the other replied.
Amour tried to look casual and Will nodded telling her that he would be on the lookout. She flashed him her thousand watt smile and then hopped off the bar stool and moved her hat forward to hide her young face. She walked casually towards the double doors and she saw no one was keeping watch. She thanked her lucky stars and she then slipped into the room.
She was surrounded by darkness and she blinked a few times trying to get used to it. She walked tentatively towards the center where she saw a fire building there calmly. She bit her bottom lip, like she always did when she was nervous and wrapped one arm around herself trying to calm herself down.
"Hello luv" she heard behind her.
She imagined feeling some sort of anger, at hearing him, but all she did was hold back tears. She turned immediately to face him, but instead was surrounded by darkness again. She tilted her head to see his figure in the darkness and she let out a nervous breath.
"Jack?" she whispered.
"Captain Jack" he corrected her.
She let out an involuntary smile, but soon forced herself to make it disappear and instead gave a neutral look.
"I missed ye luv" he whispered.
She wondered briefly why he wouldn't come towards the light, but she figured that he was feeling guilty, maybe he suspected that she knew what he had done.
"Come 'ere luv" he whispered.
She felt that it was some impulse, be in his arms once more, just once before she could make him leave her life forever. She soon began to take steps towards the darkness, unwittingly falling for a trap.
Outside the room…
William was pacing back and forth nervous of why she was taking long. What if he managed to win and took her back. She fell into his arms once more despite the pain, he sighed at the thought. He decided to take a step forward, that is until he heard a voice he wasn't expecting at all.
"Will" she said breathlessly.
He turned immediately and stared at the woman that had broken him. He hated to admit it, but she looked so breathlessly beautiful. As always, she always managed to affect him. Her brown eyes were what he loved so much and they sparkled for him.
"Elizabeth" he murmured. "So the rumors are true"
She felt a little put out by the tone in which he name was said. There was no real love shown there, nothing obvious, but the way he looked at her, she knew she had some hope there, some love that he hadn't gotten rid of.
"What rumors?" she asked.
"Jack is recruiting a crew here in London" he said.
Elizabeth shook her head no, and confused at that.
"That's not true" she added.
"Then what brings you here?" he asked.
"Jack heard that there is an imposter here and he wants to find out who it is" Elizabeth explained.
She wondered if he wanted to see her once more.
"Don't even think this is about you Elizabeth" he said already suspected what she was thinking.
"Then what brings you here?" she asked.
"Amour" he replied shortly.
Her breath hitched and she tugged him to the side.
"She's here?" she asked forcing herself to keep her emotions in check.
"Yes…and she knows what you two have done" he said in a cold tone.
She felt a chill run through her and she nodded.
"I have to find Jack, he needs to know this" she said.
He followed her, as he did from reflex, forgetting for a moment what his job really was. He followed Elizabeth through the crowd to find Jack looking around for something, he suspected that is was another him.
Jack lifted his head and saw Will looking at him in disdain, but he merely smiled cheerily.
"Hello whelp!" he said walking towards him.
Before he could continue, Will froze and looked wide eyed.
"You aren't in the room" he whispered.
"What room?" he asked.
William figured it out. Poor Amour was in a room with a man that she thought to be Jack, when Jack was right in front of him. She could be in danger for all he knew.
"Amour" he muttered to himself and turned around.
Jack froze hearing that name. He hadn't heard it in a while, after all it hurt him to hear it from anyone's lips. Will had found her, Will was with her, perhaps that whelp knew more about revenge than he led on. He followed him wanting to see just a glimpse of her.
Soon Will's pace had increased as did Jack's and Elizabeth's. Both of them followed him till they found that room.
Inside the room…
Her breath hitched as she felt his hands over hers. She closed her eyes forcing herself to be strong, but it was impossible. He pushed her against the wooden pole and she gasped softly. Soon his warm body covered hers and she placed her hands on his chest. He was a little more muscular than she remembered, but he smelled of…he smelled of the sea, but she wondered briefly why he didn't smell like rum. There was always a small scent of something spicy, and rum along with the ocean. She didn't care, she was in his arms.
"I luv ye" he whispered before kissing her neck.
Her hat was pushed to the side, and her hair was tugged down by him. She wondered why she didn't reciprocate, but she let him continue. She wanted to feel the warmth of his hands all over, she craved and needed it.
"I love you too Jack" she whispered.
His lips moved away from her neck and landed on her lips. She was kissed softly, with such care that it wasn't normal of Jack. Jack had passion in every little thing that he did and when they shared kisses, they were passionate. His kisses usually made her have butterflies in her stomach and have her melting in his arms.
His hands slid downwards towards her hips and pressed her closer to him, and she let out a sigh forcing herself to feel the flame she once felt with Jack.
"That's enough don't you think?" a voice called out.
"Shut up" Jack whispered kissing down towards her neck again and nuzzling himself at the crook of her neck.
"I know you like her, but dear lord must you be so showy about it?"
Soon the person talked was obvious and Amour tensed.
"Angelica" Amour whispered.
Angelica bowed and smirked as she saw the girl.
Amour began to wiggle in Jack's grip, but he didn't let go, rather kissed her neck move lovingly, in a way that made her feel his love, but she couldn't react to it, it wasn't her Jack. She pushed his chest, but he wouldn't budge making her get nervous.
"Edward, for god's sake stop that, it's frustrating to see you so infatuated with out little mouse" she sighed.
"Edward" Amour repeated.
"I missed you" he whispered.
She wiggled all the more, but it was no used she was pinned.
Before all hope was lost, she heard the doors swing open. Her looked toward the entrance to see three figures, her mouth immediately called out the first person she could think of.
"Will!" she cried out.
"I'm here!" Will said.
He took out his sword and immediately headed towards Edward. Edward had not carried a weapon, so he pulled back immediately instead running towards the light where Angelica was so she could hand him a sword.
Amour immediately lifted her arms and Will pulled her close to him. She buried her face into his chest and wrapped her arms around him tightly. He had come to her, he had come to save her, she was so grateful.
"Who are you?" Will asked.
"Oh has little Amour got a lover?" Angelica cooed amused at all of this. "Seems you have some competition Edward..."
"We got the wrong one" Edward hissed frustrated at the situation. "Where's Jack?"
"Jack?" Amour whispered confused.
"Yes girl, we know that you were once with Jack" Angelica spat out.
She felt her cheeks redden at the thought of Jack. She had loved Jack when she was a teenager, Amour's age if Angelica remembered correctly. She shook off the thoughts and looked at her.
"Don't you look jealous sister of mine" Edward said amused.
"Shut up eunuch" Angelica replied. "Where is Jack?"
"He's dead" Amour replied coldly.
Will leaned down and whispered to her ear.
"He's in the darkness"
She looked up at him and held him closer to him, not wanting to fall as her knees buckled.
Jack looked on at the scene in the darkness. He felt a pang in his chest the moment that she called out for Will. William! That damned eunuch did just what he thought he had done. He had taken his revenge in the worst way. It was bad enough that Jack had to see Amour in that damned pirates arms, she had kissed him, which was obvious by the way her lips were swollen and the loving hold that she was in by Edward. Why did the gods have to play him like that? He believed he deserved it, but that never meant that he liked that to really happen.
He moved Elizabeth so she could attack Angelica. Knowing he had the advantage he lurked into the darkness till the appropriate moment. He knew Angelica, he remembered her well, and he had to admit to himself her beauty had only increased since the moment that he met her. She was lovely and tall, and her fiery nature was what first attracted him, but now that temper had lashed out at the girl, woman he corrected himself, the woman that he deeply cared for.
"He's not dead I know he's not, Tia Dalma told you differently" she hissed at Amour.
"She was wrong" Amour replied getting madder.
She pushed herself away from Will showing she was getting annoyed. Yes she was scared, she was frightened, but she could not have Jack see her that vulnerable. She'd be damned if he saw her as the same weak woman he had once hurt.
"Tia Dalma is never wrong!" she screamed.
"You're an idiot" Amour whispered. "Pining over a man that probably left you. Did he? Did he leave you?"
Angelica felt as if she was slapped in the face and she glared cheeks getting redder and redder.
"Shut up you puta! You know nothing, nothing at all!"
Amour winced at the word, she was called a whore. She glared and felt herself getting madder.
"Don't need to be so bitter darling, that's life. You move on"
"It's not about that idiot!" Edward commented. "It's for our father and he has something we need. Now where are you Jack Sparrow, I know you're in here."
"We know you'd come for her" Angelica called out.
Jack knew he had no choice and so he walked into the light. Amour felt her world stop as she saw him walking nonchalantly into the spotlight.
She felt her knees buckle once more, and Will lifted her close to his frame.
"Remain strong" he whispered.
She nodded immediately knowing that he was right, she needed to be strong.
"Hello Angelica, long time no see" he said.
"What? You aren't going to greet the infatuated tot?" she replied.
Jack turned to see Amour, and saw she was visibly shaken. He let out a small smile just for her, some tenderness in the moment of danger, one that couldn't allow her to think.
"Hello luv" he said towards her. "You look as lovely as ever"
She felt her eyes water and she looked away, letting a tear run down her cheek. She wiped it immediately and she looked on the scene.
"How cute, the mouse loves you" she taunted.
"You loved me once if I remembered correctly" Jack replied.
She gripped her sword tightly and she jumped down immediately wanting to spar. He smiled and took out his sword, letting the swordfight commence. Jack knew that his plan was ruined, but at least Elizabeth was in the darkness still. Edward looked on unaffected, that is until he was pushed into the barrels in surprise.
The barrels of rum went everywhere and soaked the floor completely. Will let go of Amour and pushed forward he knew that he had to protect her from Edward. Amour felt defenseless as the both men in her life began to fight.
She almost screamed as she was tugged into the darkness. Her mouth was covered by a hand, Elizabeth's hand that is. She knew those brown eyes everywhere. Part of her was expecting to be angry, angry at being betrayed, but the bigger part of her was glad to be reunited with her sister. She had decided that if Elizabeth would be happier with Jack, then so be it, it was better to have loved and lost than to have not loved at all.
"Come with me ,we're getting out" Elizabeth said tugging her towards the door.
As they opened the door, they heard a lot of ruckus from the bar.
"There, he's in there!" they heard a man scream.
There was the British soldiers after Jack. They both closed the door immediately.
"Help me barricade the door!" Elizabeth ordered.
Amour nodded and began to help her by putting carts anything heavy that could help them against the soldiers. Both were panting tiredly as they covered the door and they walked back hoping it would work. They heard the soldiers pushing through, they needed to warn Jack and Will.
"Jack! Will!" Both yelled at the same time.
"The British soldiers are here, they're after you" Elizabeth added.
All the swordfighters tensed immediately knowing that the soldiers would hang them all up if they found the great Teach family and Jack Sparrow. Captain Jack Sparrow that is.
Soon the barricade was broken and they all rushed into the center. Amour was thrown a sword by Elizabeth and she soon was doing what he hated most in the world. She was fighting against agile and expert sword handlers. She managed to hold up fine, but there were a few moments where she was obviously nervous. Soon the unpredictable happened.
Angelica had pushed a soldier so hard that he had broken the wooden poles that supported the damned room. Soon the others broke and they all fell into the water as the building collapsed.
Amour took in a deep breath before the cold water hit her system. She felt her skin was prickling at the cold London waters. She hissed and began to try to swim upwards. She hated having her layers under the sailor shirt. The corset prevented her from breathing properly giving her a short range of breaths.
She felt her eyes lids were growing heavy, and soon she stopped fighting it. She suddenly felt arms around her and she was being pulled towards the surface. She was pushed onto the pier and soon she was straddled.
She opened her eyes, though she felt them being so heavy she wanted to know what was going on. It was a blurry image over her, but soon her shirt was pulled open and a knife coming towards her. She had no power to fight it, but soon she gasped for air. She sat up immediately coughing repeatedly but taking in the fresh air.
She felt arms around her pulling her for an embrace and she allowed it. The warm body was more comforting than she expected, soon her whole body was burning up, and it was from the person's touches. She pulled back and came face to face with the man she had feared to still hold a flame for.
"Hello luv" he whispered.
"Hello Jack" she replied with a whisper of her own.
He let out a relieved smile and leaned forward towards her lips. She knew she had to fight it, she was mad, she was heartbroken, and she was needy for his touch. She closed her eyes and let him lead on. He smiled in relief at her reaction, and he leaned forward. He felt his heart beating faster and faster as if he was a shy virgin once more. He finally felt the courage and pressed his lips towards her.
The kiss immediately was what she remembered. She felt her fire in the pit of her stomach once more. The butterflies were flying all over, she was light headed and she felt herself do the worst thing in the world. She reciprocated the kiss. There was no use, she was a love fool, and it was only for him. Her body only reacted to him, her heart beat only for him. She was a goner.