Disclaimer: You guessed it, I still own nothing. I also do not make any profit off of this, incase you were wondering.
Author's Note: Yep, I think this could possibly be the end.
Now, Elizabeth hadn't expected to be answered when she addressed Jack through the sea. So, she was surprised when she was.
"I'm right here, love," came a voice from behind her. Elizabeth spun around and was face to face with Jack. So wrapped up in her thoughts, she must not have noticed him when she had entered the room.
"Jack," Elizabeth said, at a loss of words to have said otherwise. Her cheeks were glowing, and her mind was racing. She took a step in his direction as he did the same.
"Yes?" he answered, his eyebrows sky high and a nearly satisfied grin on his face.
Suddenly, Elizabeth regained her composure and came to her senses. "How did you get in here?"
He looked down, and for a second she thought he was dissapointed. "It isn't all that hard to find the gov'ner's house, deary. I got in the same way you did."
Squinting her eyes, she further shortened the distance between them. Now, she was standing directly in front of him. "Why are you here, Jack?"
"That's a good question," he said more to himself then to her. "I'm not quite sure really. I'm rather confused is all."
"What is it that's confusing you?" He caught the look of concern that clouded her face and thought for a moment that maybe she held sympathy for him after all.
"You." he answered, shuffling his feet as if he were a schoolboy.
"Me? Why, Jack, I haven't even said a thing!"
"Maybe not today, but..." He neglected to finish the sentence, and instead he paused. "Where is your beloved Will?"
"Will is in his shop," she said, staring into his eyes while trying to gain courage to say what she said next, "but I cannot call him as my beloved."
Jack glanced at her left hand before responding. "Elizabeth, it is perfectly all right to call him as much if you aren't married yet."
She bit her lip. "Jack, why are you here?" she asked again.
"I-I-I-" he stuttered. He wasn't supposed to have stuttered. Clearly frustrated, his eyes widdened and his tongue rolled about in his mouth. "I think," he formed the words slowly in his mouth. "No, actually I'm quite sure. I'm in love with you." He smiled, satisfied. Now, that wasn't so hard. At least he didn't have to give her that pansy letter he had written. It really was a pansy letter.
Elizabeth's heart jumped and a smile formed on her face, but just as quickly as it had appeared, it was gone. "No, Jack." She shook her head. "Don't say that. You don't love me."
"Uh," he nodded making a wide gesture with his entire right arm, "yes, I do."
"You can't. Things are complicated as it is." She looked at him, her eyes desperately pleading with his soul. "Don't make me choose. I don't want to hurt him."
Hoping beyond all hopes that he didn't have to further plead his case, Jack clung to her last words. "Hurt him? You mean me? Eh, you?"
"Hurt Will!" she hissed and threw a clammy hand to her head.
Not quite sure he wanted to ask his next question, Jack cocked his head to the side. "Does that mean you...love me too?"
Her reply was soft and quiet. "Perhaps." He felt like dancing, but that wouldn't have been appropriate since he had already gone against another, one of the more important rules of being Captain Jack Sparrow and had fallen in love.
"I came here thinking you'd deny me," he told her, "but I knew if I didn't come, I'd probably kill myself to stop my mind from torturing me. I needed to know if I had to move on." Was he actually saying these words? He had never had to move on past anything in his life, and he wasn't about to change that. He had also vowed not to love another besides the Pearl, but then again, he wasn't a man of his word anymore, was he?
Elizabeth wondered if she was going to end up denying Jack after all. She had promised herself to Will, but could she really live a life with him while knowing she didn't even give her feelings for Jack a chance. Will would have to understand. He loved her, didn't he? He'd do anything to make her happy, and her being with Jack would do just that. And then there was also her father. It was hard enough for him to accept her love for Will. He'd never see her with a scoundrel, a pirate. So, she decided, they could sail away together on the Pearl. Her father would have to understand then, and he couldn't stop her either.
Her eyes watered while she looked to Jack for something of a sign, but she realized that he had already given her signs enough. He had said that he loved her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and he smiled while pulling her closer to him. They stood, holding each other in silence for some time, pondering what would come next in their life together on the high seas.
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Author's Note: You know, I'm not so happy with that ending. Kinda cut short...hmm...grrr...I'll figure out something, either by replacing the chapter with a new one or continuing it after all.
Author's Note: Yep, I think this could possibly be the end.
Now, Elizabeth hadn't expected to be answered when she addressed Jack through the sea. So, she was surprised when she was.
"I'm right here, love," came a voice from behind her. Elizabeth spun around and was face to face with Jack. So wrapped up in her thoughts, she must not have noticed him when she had entered the room.
"Jack," Elizabeth said, at a loss of words to have said otherwise. Her cheeks were glowing, and her mind was racing. She took a step in his direction as he did the same.
"Yes?" he answered, his eyebrows sky high and a nearly satisfied grin on his face.
Suddenly, Elizabeth regained her composure and came to her senses. "How did you get in here?"
He looked down, and for a second she thought he was dissapointed. "It isn't all that hard to find the gov'ner's house, deary. I got in the same way you did."
Squinting her eyes, she further shortened the distance between them. Now, she was standing directly in front of him. "Why are you here, Jack?"
"That's a good question," he said more to himself then to her. "I'm not quite sure really. I'm rather confused is all."
"What is it that's confusing you?" He caught the look of concern that clouded her face and thought for a moment that maybe she held sympathy for him after all.
"You." he answered, shuffling his feet as if he were a schoolboy.
"Me? Why, Jack, I haven't even said a thing!"
"Maybe not today, but..." He neglected to finish the sentence, and instead he paused. "Where is your beloved Will?"
"Will is in his shop," she said, staring into his eyes while trying to gain courage to say what she said next, "but I cannot call him as my beloved."
Jack glanced at her left hand before responding. "Elizabeth, it is perfectly all right to call him as much if you aren't married yet."
She bit her lip. "Jack, why are you here?" she asked again.
"I-I-I-" he stuttered. He wasn't supposed to have stuttered. Clearly frustrated, his eyes widdened and his tongue rolled about in his mouth. "I think," he formed the words slowly in his mouth. "No, actually I'm quite sure. I'm in love with you." He smiled, satisfied. Now, that wasn't so hard. At least he didn't have to give her that pansy letter he had written. It really was a pansy letter.
Elizabeth's heart jumped and a smile formed on her face, but just as quickly as it had appeared, it was gone. "No, Jack." She shook her head. "Don't say that. You don't love me."
"Uh," he nodded making a wide gesture with his entire right arm, "yes, I do."
"You can't. Things are complicated as it is." She looked at him, her eyes desperately pleading with his soul. "Don't make me choose. I don't want to hurt him."
Hoping beyond all hopes that he didn't have to further plead his case, Jack clung to her last words. "Hurt him? You mean me? Eh, you?"
"Hurt Will!" she hissed and threw a clammy hand to her head.
Not quite sure he wanted to ask his next question, Jack cocked his head to the side. "Does that mean you...love me too?"
Her reply was soft and quiet. "Perhaps." He felt like dancing, but that wouldn't have been appropriate since he had already gone against another, one of the more important rules of being Captain Jack Sparrow and had fallen in love.
"I came here thinking you'd deny me," he told her, "but I knew if I didn't come, I'd probably kill myself to stop my mind from torturing me. I needed to know if I had to move on." Was he actually saying these words? He had never had to move on past anything in his life, and he wasn't about to change that. He had also vowed not to love another besides the Pearl, but then again, he wasn't a man of his word anymore, was he?
Elizabeth wondered if she was going to end up denying Jack after all. She had promised herself to Will, but could she really live a life with him while knowing she didn't even give her feelings for Jack a chance. Will would have to understand. He loved her, didn't he? He'd do anything to make her happy, and her being with Jack would do just that. And then there was also her father. It was hard enough for him to accept her love for Will. He'd never see her with a scoundrel, a pirate. So, she decided, they could sail away together on the Pearl. Her father would have to understand then, and he couldn't stop her either.
Her eyes watered while she looked to Jack for something of a sign, but she realized that he had already given her signs enough. He had said that he loved her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and he smiled while pulling her closer to him. They stood, holding each other in silence for some time, pondering what would come next in their life together on the high seas.
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Author's Note: You know, I'm not so happy with that ending. Kinda cut short...hmm...grrr...I'll figure out something, either by replacing the chapter with a new one or continuing it after all.