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Another chapter! Short
one. Hope yas like it. I know it’s going at a slow pace, but I will get to some
J/E action soonish, for those who are so inclined… I know I am! Thank you
shatteredmind and LadyPirate for your reviews! I love reviews! Disclaimer: POTC is not mine. I do however own Jack Sparrow, and have him hidden in my bed.
- pirategirl/Michelle
Chapter .2.
Oh my god. I’m
married.
For a split second,
she had actually believed that he was going to storm her wedding under a
shower of bullets and cannon fire. He was going to swagger up to the wedding
party and calmly tell Will that he was kidnapping Elizabeth. And she would go
with him, pretending to be afraid and furious for Will’s sake.
And she would
be furious! How dare he ruin her wedding and take her away from the man she
loved! He thought that he could take anything he wanted, and damn the
consequences. That arrogant, drunken… PIRATE! He deserved to be eaten by the
kraken!
Her fantasies
obviously needed some work.
And even if he was…
around…. that fantasy wouldn’t very likely become reality. There had been light
flirtation, sure. And perhaps one heated moment where something could have
happened, what with them both tempting each other under the thin guise of…
something.
And then the kiss.
Elizabeth groaned,
slumping down onto the bed, remembering. The kraken, it was after Jack, she had
no choice… she had to kiss him and chain him up….
“Elizabeth?” Will’s
voice called gently from behind the door to her room.
“Coming!” Elizabeth
called back, hastily cramming things into her trunk. There wasn’t much she
needed to pack for the voyage, knowing that as soon as she was on a ship again
she would be free to dress as a man. Yet another benefit to a pirate’s life.
Before leaving to join
Will – her husband – she took the time to glance around the room from her
girlhood one last time. She would not be back here. Whatever happened, one way
or another, she was no longer the Governor’s daughter. She was a woman, married
and hellbent on sailing to the ends of the earth with a pirate crew to find a
dead man.
“We’re coming Jack.”
She whispered.
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The newly reappointed
Commodore Norrington stared out to the horizon with a grim face, watching the
black dot slowly fade into nothing.
“You seriously mean to
let them escape?” He almost growled between gritted teeth.
Lord Beckett leaned
back into his chair watching the Commodore with some amusement. “And why
shouldn’t I?” He asked in his usual languid tone. “After all, they didn’t steal
one of our ships this time…” He murmured, taking a sip of his brandy.
“But they still stole
a ship! They are nothing but trouble, and a lot of it.” Norrington shot back,
eyes still fixed on the glittering sea.
“Calm yourself. Let Mr
and Mrs Turner have their honeymoon - the further away the better. They are no
concern of mine, Commodore Norrington. I have what I want. And you have what
you want – you are once again an honourable man and member of the Royal Navy.
Be satisfied.”
“They will be your
concern, especially if they manage to rescue their precious Captain. That
pirate finds his way into the middle of everything!” Norrington turned towards
Lord Beckett and strode to the desk. “I don’t know what your plans are my lord,
and to be perfectly honest I don’t want to know. But if you value your life,
and your sanity, you will take my advice and at least have that ship followed.”
Lord Beckett looked
thoughtfully up into the Commodore’s tired face, considering for a moment. “You
consider them such a threat, do you?” He asked.
“They have a damnable
sense of timing. And if they somehow manage to bring Captain Jack
Sparrow back from his watery grave, I don’t believe that they will simple
retire from the scene.”
Lord Beckett sighed.
“No, I suppose not.” Standing up from his chair, he walked around to the side
of the desk and placed his hand on the wooden box placed there. His hand rested
there a moment. Above the gentle sounds of the lapping water below, a low thump
was barely audible within the room.
“You have permission,
Commodore. Follow them, and do what you must. Let us be rid of them.”
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