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I forgot to mention earlier that I added Sweeney earlier just for fun. I know Jack and Sweeney aren't from same time period, but I thought it would be pretty damn awesome if they met. Think of all the wacky adventures they could have! They could be like the 'Cross-armed Opposites' from Family Guy. ;) (Look it up! LOL)
I saw Tim Burton's new movie Dark Shadows staring Johnny Depp. It was a tad strange, but it had its funny parts too. But some annoying fatso behind my friend and I kept talking out loud and laughing obnoxiously throughout the movie at things; even at things that even weren't meant to be funny. Like, come on. People need to learn some theater etiquette cause this guy practically ruined the film for everyone in the cinema. Ugh…
Chapter 29: The Turning Tide I
"… Married?" Jack breathed in a murmur. How.. No.. Why would she be getting married? Did Katherine love that blasted General? Had their relationship bloomed into something more? Questions similar to these stirred within him as he stressed for answers.
She was barely able to speak, though managed to confirm it with a nod.
"To Crowley?"
A shiver ran down her spine as she sighed, "Yes.."
He simply couldn't understand it. Katherine was so reluctant to even be around the man while on the Pearl, why would she want to be with him now? A slow ache ebbed into his chest, a familiar one. An ache he didn't like one bit; it was one that only she could make him feel, and now he was enduring the worst of it.
Before this moment, the charming and suave Jack Sparrow had never been denied; though neither had he confessed his emotions to any woman. He had once come close with Angelica, however the affection simply wasn't strong enough for him to verbally say how he felt.
"Why him." He demanded.
"I didn't have a choice, Jack!" She held her face in her hands, "My father's will was delivered to the manor a week or so ago, and in it clearly details that in the event of his death I am to be betrothed to Edward. My father had high respect for him, and wanted me to be secure physically and financially."
Sparrow grasped onto her forearm, "Love, ye don't have to bow to your father's every wish!"
Her head slowly shook; she was distraught, "I do.. He's my father. It was his dying request for me to be with Edward, someone he trusted…"
In the bottom of his heart and in the back of his mind, Jack knew something was not right about any of this. He had heard stories about the great Robert White of the British army, and even had a few indirect run-ins with him during one of Sparrow's many pillaging and plundering capers. Robert White was not the type of man who would wish such an ill fate of forced marriage on anyone from the White family name, being the proud man he was.
"… How did you say yer father died?" He inquired sagaciously, almost expecting the answer.
Katherine glimmered up at him, pondering his sudden inquisition, "He was murdered while in his study… rather brutally.."
"And your mother?"
"Poisoned.." She nibbled her bottom lip as she thought, "Something in her wineglass…"
Ah, so that was it, huh? With her immediate family dead, no one would be there to oppose the alliance; and if Katherine's father trusted Crowley as much as she said he did, then who else could have access to her father's study but him? The pirate had a speculative sense within him, and he would be damned to Davy Jones Locker if he didn't decode the ambiguous goings-on surrounding the General.
Jack removed the unbearable wig on his head as he questioned, "And now Crummy has the rank that your father once had, aye?"
"Yes.." She gazed at the wig quizzically, inwardly wondering why he bothered to go as far as 'dress-up', "But why are you asking such things?"
He wouldn't tell her now, not without any solid evidence that he was sure to find. Sparrow would let things sit while he would begin to conspire a plan to bring Crowley down. He didn't know if this was all just a suspicious sense within him, or if he merely wanted to degrade the man in any way possible, as revenge for Katherine. Perhaps it was both?
"..Of course, Ambassador Atílio," Could be heard faintly from the hallway as the voice echoed off the grand walls. Both Jack and Katherine froze upon hearing that it was the General who spoke, "The documents are currently with my fiancée, whom you simply must meet. She's divine, and rather fond of foreign treasures and literature; things to keep her simple mind occupied."
Another voice was heard which bore an incredibly thick European accent, "Just as any other woman, no?"
The two men could be heard laughing before continuing their idle chatter, their shoe steps drawing nearer to Katherine's room.
Jack immediately looked to her and stood from the bed, her hand clasped in his as he brought her up with him. The brunette locked eyes with him, "If Edward sees you here, he will kill you," She was still a bit shaken, " and I refuse to bear witness to that.."
"I'm not leavin' you here, love." He finalized, "Yer comin' with me."
She rushed forward to embrace him, encircling her arms around his broad torso, "Oh Jack… I.. I wish that I-"
"Katherine, dearest?" A knock sounded at her door, instantly startling the two, "Are you decent?"
She looked to Sparrow before replying quickly, "Ah.. No, um.. Give me a moment will you?"
"..Very well, but do hurry; the ambassador of Portugal is here and wishes to meet you, my love."
Jack leered at the door with a snarl, as if he could see Crowley standing there expectantly. Removing his arms from around her with the utmost reluctance, he pulled her over to the large balcony windows of her bedroom before threading his ringed hands into her hair and leaning down to capture her lips into an amorously heated kiss. Their lips met rhythmically as Katherine gradually rose her hands to gently cup Sparrow's tanned stubble cheeks. Prolonging the kiss for as long as he could, Jack eventually pulled away after several more quick kisses, leaving the both of them yearning for more.
He held her hand tightly in his own, "Can ye do me a favor, love?"
Wiping away the expired tear-stains on her cheeks, a bright smile gradually developed over her petal lips, "Yes, what is it?"
"There's a book Crowley owns, and it belongs to an… accomplice o' mine. It's written in the same sort of Latin script as on the walls inside the Spring of Neptune. Can ye find me that book, and write me a copy of yer father's will?"
Puzzled, Katherine agreed nonetheless, "Very well; just west of the manor there is a small settlement port town called Greyleah. I can meet you there in about a day or so.." She explained, only to be hauled back into another mind-numbing kiss.
Pulling away after moment, Jack smirked, "I'll see you then.." He slung both legs over the side of the railing, "And ye look bloody ravishing tonight, love. Don't let that mangy snoot General Crummy lay his hands on you while I'm gone or I'll blast a bullet into his rear-end, aye?"
For the first time in what felt like years, Katherine laughed wholeheartedly before agreeing. With that, Sparrow pushed off the railing and jumped down into the bushes bellow.
Seconds later, Edward entered the room, "Dear?"
She turned to greet him, a smile still evident on her lips, ".. Yes?"
Crowley scanned the room in suspicion; something wasn't as it should be. Noticing the wig, Katherine quickly moved in attempt to hide it behind her and conceal it from sight until he left, however it was too late for such precautions. He had already spotted the discarded wig, though chose not to question her while in the Ambassador's presence.
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Jack climbed up from the dinghy and began removing the opulent clothing on his back as he strode across the deck of the Pearl, a crooked smile on his visage. He had seen her! Finally, after so long!
Eyeing him from the rail, Barbossa crossed his arms smugly as he inquired, "I suppose ye found yer lass, Jack?"
"Aye, I did mate." He said, unable to hide the smile in his tone.
Will caught wind of the conversation and came to stand with the two men; Gibbs and Angelica following behind, "And? Is Katherine alright?"
"You saw her?" Angelica questioned, almost incredulously.
Kicking off his shoes, the captain then merrily tugged on his brown pirate boots and wiggled his toes in comfort, "Yup! Saw her, I did." Jack stood, "She's perfectly fine, minus slight emotional disarray. Oh, and the fact that she's marrying Crowley."
"What?" Both Gibbs and William exclaimed. Coming forward, the blacksmith grasped onto Sparrow's forearm, "Jack, you have to do something. Wehave to do something."
Nodding, the firstmate complied, "I agree with the lad. We have ta' help miss Katherine."
Angelica separated herself from the group as she asked in a snap, "What if she wants tomarry Crowley?"
"She doesn't," The pirate lord of the Caribbean confirmed, "in fact, she's being forced into it."
Marty's face scrunched in puzzlement, "By who, Cap'n?"
"Her father; written in his will.."
Gibbs knew that tone, "Ye sound skeptic, Jack.."
Glancing at the older man, he replied, "Aye… Somethin' ain't right. I have a thought that the document given to Katherine is a fake, mate. Long ago, she told me that her father was merely lookin' for a suitor for her, not forcing her to marry one."
"A fake will..?" Turner scowled, "I'm sure Governor Swann might knows quite a bit about Robert White; according to Elizabeth the two men were good friends."
"I believe yer all forgettin' somethin' here," Barbossa piped up irately, "where is my book?"
Jack glimmered over at the man as the corner of his lip curled up, "On its way to ye shortly. Katherine just has to find it first, which shouldn't be hard. She's a bright one, my kitty cat." He squared his shoulders proudly causing the elder pirate to sneer in annoyance.
"An' how long will tha' take?" Barbossa drawled.
"Two days, mate," Sparrow climbed the steps to the help as he smirked, "maybe even less."
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