Title - A test of time. (Sequel to Faded Memories)

Chapter title - Nightmare

Author - Billiebumface (B)

Disclaimer - I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean. Tora Black, the plot and any characters not recognized from the films are entirely mine.

A/n - Sorry it's taken me so long to update this. I got stuck with this chapter which is why it sucks so much. I promise chapter three will be better.x

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Tora looked at Jack who's expression was a mix of confusion and excitement. Another adventure for Jack, she thought with a bemused smile.
"We'll be needin' a crew then." Stated Tora standing and brushing down her skirts, happy in the knowledge she'd soon be back in her comfy trousers.
"Aye.." Jack nodded, his mind wondering. "It'd take a while to gather a new crew though." He pondered.
Tora smiled knowingly. "It would be a shame to be doin' what we do best without Gibbs, Marty, Cotton and the crew."
"What the lass wants, the lass gets. We shall sail to Tortuga and round up the old crew." Grinned Jack excitedly jumping up and leaving Baba's hut. Tora shook her head and followed the over excitable pirate.
They went straight back to their rented room and packed all of their belonging together. They paid the last of their rent and practically ran to the docks. Jack climbed aboard the Pearl, turning to lean back over and help Tora aboard. Tora smiled as she looked around her familiar surroundings.
"Home sweet home." She sighed standing on tip toe to kiss Jack's cheek before heading below deck.

-Tortuga-
"Jack?" No answer. "Jack?" Still Nothing. "Jack!"
Jack glanced at Tora as they walked through the hustle and bustle of the Tortuga streets.
"Stop humming." She instructed bluntly. She didn't mind his humming but when he'd been humming 'You ho a pirates life for me' not stop all day, it grew tiresome.
"Jack?" Came a surprised voice from behind the couple. "Tora?"
"!" Jack smiled embracing the older man.
"Well what are you doin' back here?"
"The Turners need our help...again." Explained Tora with an eye roll.
Gibbs grinned. "I'll round up the crew."
"Good. Meet at the docks at two." Smiled Jack before Gibbs ran off down the street.

-The docks-
The crews expressions were a mix of confusion, excitement and drunkenness as they loaded the ship after Jack had finished telling them the reason behind this trip.
"So, we're going to find Elizabeth, Will Junior and Will Seniors heart. Then go to Hawaii to pass a test and get a potion. The somehow find Will and get him a replacement." Frowned Marty as he walked beside Tora.
"Somehow is the prefect word for this." She sighed.

A few hours later and they were sailing towards a small island, populated by pirates, where the Turners had lived for the past 15 years. Tora was sat on a crate behind Jack who was stood at the helm, eyes full of wonder.
"Jack?"
"Mmm?"
"Do you think Lizzie'll come? You know how stubborn she can be." Asked Tora sharpening her new cutlass.
"Hmm, I don't think she'd refuse the chance to get her dear old husband back by her side."
"I suppose your right. I don't blame her either."
Jack turned his had slightly to see Tora's saddened expression. The same expression he'd seen glimpses of every night for the past week.
"What's wrong love?"
Tora sighed slipping her cutlass back into her belt. She shook her head before stretching with a yawn.
"G'night Jack." She murmured going down the stairs and below deck. Jack frowned and waved Cotton over.
"Take the helm." He instructed before following in his partners footsteps.
In the captains cabin, on the bed, Tora was lay on her side, a silent tear rolling down her cheek. When she heard Jack's heavy footsteps she quickly wiped it away. Jack lay down behind her, draping an arm around her middle and using his other hand her hair away from her neck. He placed a gentle kiss on the bare skin and rested his chin in the crook of her neck.
"Whats wrong?" He asked again, his voice gentle.
"You'd think I've gone soft." Whispered Tora. Jack raised an eyebrow.
"Tora Black, gone soft? Y'must be mad darlin'." He smirked still waiting for an answer. Tora sighed.
"I've had the same dream every night for a week." She started. "It starts with us sat on the shore at shipwreck cove, watching the sunrise. But then there's all this shoutin' and screaming behind us and I thought I heard Teague shout my name so I turn to look. But I never see anything and when I turn back your lack flat on your back wi' blood on your shirt. Then you look at me and try to something but you.." Tora stopped as another tear escaped and fell onto the pillow.
"I what?" Asked Jack monotonely. Tora sniffed.
"You choke and cough up blood." He voice was barely a whisper now. "Then someone drags we away and thats when I wake up."
Jack was silent for a moment. "That is weird. But love, it doesn't do any good to dwell on dreams."
Tora shifted until she was facing Jack, a small smiled on her lips. "One day people will quote you. I guarantee it."
Jack ran his ran fingers across Tora's pale cheek, wiping away her tears.
"I coulda' told you that for nothin'. C'mon..." He said kicking his boots off. "It's a long trip to Lizzie's. Lets get some sleep." He pulled the covers up over them as Tora leant on his chest.
"Any dreams..." He murmured into her hair. "You wake me up."

-A/n-
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And yes when Jack says, "It doesn't do any good to dwell on dreams" it is from another film. Not the exact quote but basically the same. If you can tell me what film and who says it, I'll loan you Jack for a day. ;) xxx