Yep so this is the shortest chapter so far but its getting a little tedious to keep writing the same sorta stuff. One more chapter like this from Angelica's p.o.v (also very short) and then a bit of a longer one from Jack and then maybe the stubborn (but gorgeous!) pirate will go back and get her? Or maybe he'll come for me instead ;) Haha will get H up some point tomorrow. Will be updating this a bit more lately as have finished writing There All Along (boooo :( ) but will also be starting on a new short story for which the idea came from something in my "I" chapter of this. What is it? You'll have to wait and see mwahaha!
Thank you to my lovely reviewers, lots of love for you all! Please R&R as usual :)

G is for… Guilt

Jack stood at the helm attempting to figure out some sort of heading without his compass. Mr Gibbs was searching all over the ship for navigational charts, although Jack was pretty certain there weren't any; he had always relied on his compass.

Then he felt it. His eyes widened and he raised his fingers to his tingling lips.
"Angelica?" he whispered, confused. How could he feel as though she was kissing him when she was miles away? Was it possible that it was his conscience?

Just then, Gibbs came up from below deck.
"No charts anywhere, Cap'n!" he called, and then stopped as he took in the Captain's face. "Cap'n?" he asked, worried. Jack looked up, quickly dropping his hand. He cleared his throat.
"Any luck, Mr Gibbs?"
"None, Cap'n." Then he hesitated. "You ok, Cap'n? You looked awful confused just then."
"Merely trying to figure out where we are."
"Oh. Still no luck with…"
"With my bloody compass? None at all. It's broke, I tell you."
Gibbs nodded, raising an eyebrow as he turned away. Why was his Captain so stubborn? He knew perfectly well that Jack was missing Angelica, but Jack just wouldn't admit to it. He cast a glance back, shaking his head. Then he froze, watching Jack's eyes widen in confusion.
"Cap'n? What is it?"
"I… I feel as though someone's holding me." Jack frowned.
"Holding you, Cap'n?"
"Aye. It feels like…" he trailed off, not wanting to say.
"Like Angelica?" Gibbs guessed.
Jack nodded. "Gibbs, do you know of any reason I could be feeling like she's around when she isn't?"
Gibbs frowned, not sure how to phrase what he thought. Or rather, what he knew.
"Well, Cap'n, at a guess I'd say you feel… guilty."
"Guilty?"
"Aye, guilty. Guilty for leavin' her."
"Mr Gibbs I assure you, I do not regret leaving her on that island."
Gibbs nodded, not convinced, and turned away. As he did, Jack dropped his eyes, holding back a sigh. Could it be true? Could he be feeling Angelica kiss and hold him because he missed her? Because he was feeling guilty for leaving her? For not going back? If he had been confused about his "stirrings" before, now he was even more confused.