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The Siren Song of Pirate Fire
By �Kitty� Katrionna Brannagh

A/N: Hello, m�dears. Sorry
it�s been a little more than a month. That whole moving-into-college thing
happened. And then that feeling-the-academic-anxiety thing happened. I�m better
now. So yeah. Nothing in particular to say. If you
wish it, go ahead and read the old news. There�s a fun little conversation
between me and my muse, Eric.

(Old-as-the-hills
shtuff.)
I�m sorry, m�dears. It looks like Chapter 13 is gonna be one of those
�every other Day of Wednes� chapters. Last week, there were some problems with FFN
and I didn�t want to take a chance uploading stuff when it wouldn�t get on
there. Also, I�m working on a movie for theology class and it�s been kind of a
bumpy ride. I�m sorry last time I said �next week� and it�s an �ev�ey other
week.� It�s like that sometimes, every week or every other,
it depends on how my week is going.

ERIC: If it�s going bad, don�t be mean to her! <crying>
She tried so hard!!

KITTY: Eric, you don�t need to cry about it. But thank you.

ERIC: But I do need to cry about it!! <falls to knees> Why is the world so cruuuu-eell?!?!?

KITTY: Ugh, stop crying!! Please! I don�t like to see you cry! What can
I give you?

ERIC: <stops abruptly> Hmmm... <devious
smile>

KITTY: Eric...?? <edges away> Why are you
looking at me like that??

ERIC: How about you give me... <opens eyes wide and wiggles eyebrows
suggestively> a cook-ie?

KITTY: <raises eyebrow> A cookie? <realises
what he means> Oh no. Oh-ho-ho-ho-hooooooo no! I�m not giving you a cookie!

ERIC: <thinks about it> How �bout a cracker?

KITTY: No. Nuttin�.

ERIC: <still won�t let go of the idea> Mutton?

KITTY: Grrr... <storms off>

ERIC: WAA-AAGH!! Wait! Kitty! <like �Fee-he-he-he-he-he-he-eeny!�>
Ki-i-i-i-i-i-itty!!!!

KITTY: Ah well. Things are mostly the same with me. I�m still forgetful,
I still don�t have a dog, I still don�t own PotC--

ERIC: And I�m still Kitty�s Muse!! Bou-ya, baby! Oh yeah,
who�s yer muse? Oh yeah, who�s yer muse?

KITTY: Oh yeah. <sigh> That too. Eric�s
still my Muse.

ERIC: YYEESSS!!!

KITTY: Ugh, Eric, calm down, we gotta start the chapter!

ERIC: If I calm down will you give me a cookie? <wiggles
eyebrows suggestively again>

KITTY: No. I told you, I�m not gonna give you a
<sarcastically> �cookie.�

ERIC: How �bout a biscuit??

KITTY: No. No, cookies, crackers, mutton, or biscuits, I told you ye get
nofthing!!

ERIC: Muffins???

KITTY: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! <runs away with Eric chasing her>

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�Isla de Muerta is in sight. We�ll be there
within a quarter-hour.� Lela looked towards the door, confused. An hour had
passed already? But she and Jack had been there for what only seemed
like...just a few minutes. Time just flies when you�re having fun,
dunnit? Lela clenched her teeth and would�ve slapped her mind had it been a
real person.

�Right then,� she yelled, but softer. Jack and
Lela listened to the heavy footsteps grow quieter as Conleth walked away and
back to the helm of the Siren Fire. Lela glanced back to see Jack�s fingers
recede from hers over to the other hand. He replaced the ring to its original
spot on her right hand, and then pulled away and looked down. Had he been
looking, he would�ve seen the tears returning to Lela�s eyes.

Before he saw her coming, Lela had leaned
forward to him, practically falling into him, and wrapped her arms around his
waist. Her legs had straightened out and then loosely curled up against her
while her head laid against Jack�s chest. He was too
surprised and confused to say anything so he did the one thing he could think
of: he hugged her back. Each tightened their grasp on the other, Jack laying
his head on top of Lela�s, and Lela snuggling further into Jack�s embrace.
There they stayed for a number of minutes unknown to both. The world stopped
for a moment and the past and present was forgotten. There was only Jack and
Lela. And each wished to be lost in that single moment in time for the rest of
forever.

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Jack and Lela just sat there like that,
embracing each other, never wanting to stop, wanting to forget, and silently
pleading an impossible request that they wouldn�t have to leave.

But the fact was, that time moved forward. They
had to stop. They couldn�t forget. They had to leave.

Again, before Jack could realise what she was
doing, Lela stood up, pulling away from his warm form. Standing tall, she
walked to her desk where her hat was and stiffly and formally put it back on.

Jack was still sitting on the floor when she
turned around again, and when their eyes met, Jack knew things could never be
the same as they once were. She stared into him, obviously thinking the same
things he was. Thinking that it wasn�t fair that time could not cease for them,
and that things were irreparably changed. Lela walked back over to him, pulled
him up, and putting her hands on her hips stood as imposingly as she could in
her present condition.

Her voice cracked slightly as she announced,
�When we get to Isla de Muerta, Mr. Sparrow...� She strangely savoured his
flinch at the informal address. �We are going to clean it out. Anyfthing we can
manage to carry, we will. You�re going to help my crew and yours along with
those Spaniards to form a chain to get ev�eyfthing back to me ships.�

She roughly turned him and grasped his hands,
pulling them behind his back. She pulled a coil of rope from the pouch at her
waist. She began to tie them, tightly, wanting them to leave a mark. �Anythin�
that we can�t hold in the ships wivout them sinking, we�ll leave,� she said as
she jerked the rope around his wrists.

�What�re ye going to do wiv my crew and...meself, once you get ev�eyfthing ye want from the cache?�
Jack asked.

�Dunno,� Lela answered honestly. �I moight keep
ye wiv us for a lit�ul while and then drop ye back at Tortuga
in a few months.�

�And what of the Pearl?� he enquired worriedly. �What�re gonna
do wiv ou...my...ship?� Lela looked up from her work on tying his hands
and stopped for a bit. What had he almost said? He had finished with my
ship, but he said something before that, or rather, partially said it. Our ship?

�I�m no�ezactly sure yet,� she thought aloud.
�I might keep it wiv the Gremlin Flame and the Siren Fire.� She smiled and
mockingly speculated, �Or perhaps I should sell it. It would fetch a
pretty penny. What do ye fthink of that, Jack?�

�Hold on then! Ye�re not serious are ye?!� Lela
laughed softly.

�Of course not, ye stupid twit,� she said.
�What kind of harebrained fool would I be if I let somefthing so magnificent get away?� Both Jack and Lela paused for a moment, both wondering
about her statement. Both thought of the same double-meaning, and both shook
their heads and ignored their thoughts.

�Well that�s all fine and good that ye want to
keep it,� Jack said with a rising tone, �but I intend to escape and take back
what�s mine.� Once more, the two pirate captains thought of an almost hoped-for
implication, and dismissed the thought.

�Am I about to lose my mind,� Lela began in a
playful chagrining voice, �or are the words �I have a cunning plan� marching
with ill-deserved confidence in the direction of this conversation?�

�Yes, actually they are,� replied Jack.

�Well, be that as it may, Mr. Sparrow, you must
remember that your �cunning plans� are really never all that clever.�

�Perhaps not all of �em,� Jack
agreed abashedly, �but this one�s really cunning.�

�How cunning?�

�Ooh, it�s quite cunning, luv.�

�Quite cunning you say?�

�Deviously cunning.�

�And what, pray tell, is this...deviously
cunning plan you�ve concocted?� Silence.
�What, you�re not gonna tell me?�

�That is the most cunning bit,�
Jack answered proudly, licking his lips.

�Ugh,� Lela groaned, �you really are still such
a cute lit�ul tot.�

�Oy! I�m not a tot!� Jack tilted his head and
thought for a moment. �However, I shall agree with you that I am terribly
cute.� Lela sighed again.

�And you still have the biggest
ego in the world.�

�Well, maybe not the biggest,�
Jack chuckled suggestively. Lela�s eyes rose abruptly and flicked the back of
his head. �Ow!�

�And you also still have
one of the dirt-iest moinds I have ever come across.�

�From what I understand, you�ve come across a
lot, haven�t you, luv?� Jack whispered bitterly. Behind him, Lela looked as
though she had been stabbed through the heart with an icicle, but her eyes burned
hot with rage. Of all
the things to say, of all the things
to implicitly call her...

There were several things one never said
to this woman, this proud pirate captain. That a woman couldn�t be a pirate,
calling her specifically a wench, and the last was the worst possibly insult,
something that she could not abide under any circumstances:
calling her outright or even implying any titles that were synonymous with
jezebel, courtesan, whore, harlot, slut...

�You say that I betrayed you, Jack,� she
whispered, her voice thick with tears, �and if I in some way did, you have my
apology and I ask for your forgiveness.� Jack grunted quietly in pain and she
gave an extra hard tug at the rope encircling his wrists.

She leaned over his shoulder and hissed
indignantly in his ear, �But you left me wivout so much as a �Goodbye, bitch,
sod off, I hope I never see ye again.� Nothing.� In
spite of herself, she leaned her forehead against Jack�s shoulder and tears
spilled out of her eyes, soaking several spots on his shirt. �Nothing,� she
whispered again, �not a word.� Her shaky hands dropped from his wrists and
splayed out across his chest. �I never knew where ye�d gone or why,� she sobbed
quietly, barely speaking comprehensible words. �I never knew if somefthing
horrible had happened to ye, or if ye just decided to
leave �cause...�cause ye got bored wiv me...�

Jack�s eyes widened. All that he was
hearing...could she be telling the truth? Or was she just acting? Jack knew she
was a terribly good actress and could be an even better liar, but something in
the way she was saying those things made him believe her. He felt guilt prickle
at the back of his mind. He hadn�t said anything to her. He had
just upped and left because...

Because you were afraid to face her.

The old psyche imp was once again with him.

Because you were cowardly and
terrified of what she�d say.

Jack shook his head slightly, trying to make
that stupid conscience go away.

You were afraid of her rejecting you
and casting you aside.

The shakes began more forceful while he still felt
Lela�s tears soaking through his shirt and touching his skin, burning hot.

You didn�t want her to leave you and
so you took the easy way out and left her instead...to protect yourself.

Jack�s mind scoffed at him.

Selfish lit�ul bastard.

Jack tried to reach up and caress her hands but
then remembered they had been bound. Instead, he just leaned his head to the
side and nuzzled against her hair. �Damn it, luv...� he whispered into the soft
black strands. �I was...� Jack ignored the nails digging into his flesh as
Lela�s sobs became more strangled and she tried to cling to him to keep them
in. �I was selfish,� he sighed, his self-disappointment evident. �I was afraid
that...that you didn�t...� He faltered slightly, almost afraid of actually
saying it. �I was afraid you didn�t...love me anymore...� Jack felt Lela stir
and she looked up at him with reddened eyes.

�Not love you anymore?� she repeated,
bewildered. �Jack, we were friends all our lives. We began courting when I was
but fourteen. Barely a year later, you...ye...� She hung her head, wounded
pride and the feeling of abandonment being revived. �Ye told me I absolutely had
to spend the rest of my life with you,� she whispered. She managed a weak
half-sobbed chuckle. �Said you�d fthrow a fit if I wasn�t there to amuse ye and
cook for ye. But then...� Lela unconsciously pressed her cheek closer against
her most beloved friend. �But then you actually asked me if I would, as a
question. I said yes, Jack. I said yes, and I meant it.� She gave
a tearful giggle once more. �You even tried to discourage me
later, saying that you had nofthing, that we�d never live comfortably, and that
I should go find someone who deserved me--�

�Even though there isn�t such a person,� Jack
finished for her, �but ye should find someone better�n me.� Jack took a deep
intake of breath and Lela still clung to his rising and falling chest.

�But I didn�t leave you, Jack,� she reminded
him. �I told you--�

�That you�d always love me, that you�d never
leave me,� Jack interrupted again, and finished with, �that you never could
leave me...�

�Yes...� Closing her eyes, Lela made all the
tears leave her. With one last deep sigh, she stepped away from him, but when
he tried to step back, she stilled him and shook her head. �I have to go speak
with Conleth,� she said quietly. �Just stay here until I come for you.� Only
after a moment�s thought, she leaned forward and gently placed her lips on his
cheek, kissing him tenderly. Then, with a reassuring yet acidic tone, she bid
him farewell: �And I will come back for you, luv. Whatever happens.� And she stepped away and walked to the door,
letting Jack barely hear her final whispered word. �Always.�

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A/N: <marches around waving hands> Yaaaay, for
Chapter 13! Yaaaay, for Chapter 13! <Eric bounds in and spins Kitty
around> Ack! Eric, put me down!

ERIC: <like Cartman> NO!

KITTY: <whining> But whyyy-hy-hy-hyyyyyy?!?!

ERIC: You didn�t gimme a cookie.

KITTY: Eric, baby, I said I was sorry!

ERIC: You�re not sorry. <plops Kitty down on
couch> You�re evil!!

KITTY: Grr, look, if it�ll make you feel better, here�s a cookie.

ERIC: Yay! Eeeheheheheee... <closes eyes and puckers up>

KITTY: <sticks a Girl Scout Pi�ata cookie in Eric�s mouth>

ERIC: <opens eyes> <muffled> Heeey!!

KITTY: Alright, ev�eyone, time to go REVIEW!! Yaaaay, for Chapter 13!
Yaaaay, for Chapter 13! <dances away to write
more>

ERIC: <muffled> Geh baa heer!! <tries
to jump up and chase her> I�mm gonn geh ye--AAAGH!! <falls
to ground and notices hands and feet are tied> Aaagh, maan, cahm oon!!
<hops in Kitty�s direction> Ccckhgiidddyyy!!!

Much love,

~*Kitty*~
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