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Tangled Threads - A Story of Pirates	By : KiwiGirl Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > General Views: 4819 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Pirates of the Caribbean movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter Twenty Eight - Dark Dreams

The knock at the door boomed out like thunder. �It is
Jones; I have your evening meal.�

They sprang apart, Bella moving to one end of the room, smoothing her skirt,
running her hands through her hair, looking everywhere but at Will, who walked
to the door to help Jones with the trays. The older man nodded his thanks and
carefully placed the food on the table, before collecting their dirty clothes
in a wicker hamper.

�My master is arriving tomorrow.� The words were soft as he tucked the basket
under one arm, �I will return your clothing in the morning, but I would suggest
that Miss Isabella wears a dress for the interview. It will serve to remind him
of things that he wishes to forget.�

Puzzled Bella glanced at Will who looked just as confused.

They sat at the table and ate; Bella did not know where to look so she
concentrated on her food. Will ate and cursed silently in his head. What was he
thinking, she was Jack�s sister, and he had trusted Will to keep her safe not
to seduce her. He had to stop thinking about her; he needed to be thinking
about how to escape not how she had felt against him.

An hour later Ernesto collected the dishes and they had still not spoken. Bella
wanted to say something but she did not know what to say, what did you say to someone who had just kissed you until you
could not breathe. She wanted him to kiss her again, she wanted�well she was
really not sure what she wanted but she had not wanted him to stop. He was
reading again in that chair, not looking at her. She had taken a book from the
shelf herself, but she did not read Spanish well and her mind was replaying
over and over the few minutes before Jones had knocked at door. Outside on the
street the watch called eleven, she yawned. Will was not going to talk to her, not tonight that was obvious. She may as well go to
bed. She put the book back on the shelf and gathered up a cotton nightgown from
the wardrobe, going behind the screen to change. Will was still reading, he did not look up as she climbed into bed. Instead he put
the book down, and blew the lamps out before going behind the screen himself.

Bella pulled the covers up to her chin, she could hear Will walking about
barefooted, he checked the door, making sure the key
was turned in the lock before padding over to the divan. There was rustling as
he pulled the blankets up over himself.

�Good night Bella� the words were soft.

She did not answer but lay on her back staring into the darkness. Tomorrow she
would know why she had been bought here. She was frightened, and she could not
even talk to Will about it, a huge wall seemed to have grown up between them in
only a few hours.

Will woke suddenly, Bella was mumbling in her sleep again, thrashing in her
blankets, speaking rapidly, words that he could not make out, words that were
sobbed and gasped. And then she was crying great choking sobs and he sat up to
look at her in the moonlight, her hands were clutching at her neck, the
expression on her face one of sheer panic.

�Christ no�please no..�She
sounded like she was struggling for breath; her voice breaking and he pushed
the sheets from around his waist in one movement.

�Bella, Bella it�s alright you are alright� he had one hand on her arm shaking
her but she seemed to be more frightened by the contact pulling away, her voice
becoming more urgent.

�No�oh God��

She was fighting him now, but she was still asleep, blindly hitting out with
one hand the other clutching her throat. He did not think, just acted, sitting
on the side of the bed and pulling her into his arms.

�Bella, ssh, it�s alright.�

She shuddered and her eyes flew open but they seemed to be looking into the
distance, unfocused and wild �God they were hanging me�I was dying.�

�No one is hanging you, you are here, in Cuba and you are alive
Bella�look at me.�

She shivered and her eyelids fluttered.

�Bella� Will�s tone was one of command now and she looked at him, confusion on
her face as if she did not recognise him.

�Will?�

�Yes it�s me..�

�Will�.they were hanging me and Jack and you and Jesus Christ, all the crew, we
were being hanged for being pirate.�

�It was a dream Bella, just a dream.�

�But I could feel the rope around my neck�I could not breathe.�

�The sheet, you were tangled up.� He pointed at the bed at the twisted sheets.

�So it was a dream, just a dream?� she seemed anxious for reassurance.

He nodded �Just a dream Bella��

�a dream��she did not sound sure but she was with him now, her eyes focused on
his, he felt like she could somehow see inside his soul, he tried to look away,
willing his arms to release her, a command that they did not obey, her eyes
seemed to be drawing him in, making him feel like he was drowning.

He blinked when she spoke, forcing himself to break the contact, focusing on
her nose, so that he did not look at her lips, did not think about how it had
felt to kiss her. He needed to think about his promise to Jack, to remember
what he had pledged to do.

�Will I am scared� her voice was very soft and he became conscious of how close
she was to him, how her hand rested on the bare skin of his chest and how thin
the fabric was of the nightgown that she was wearing. �I don�t want to die.�

This was something that Will knew about, something that was safe to talk about,
he gently removed his arms from around her placing them on her shoulders and
once again looked in her eyes.

�I don�t think that you are going to die� his voice was gentle �I think that
these people know who you are, and I think that they mean to use that knowledge
as some sort of leverage.�

�Will� she had leaned closer to him, her face just inches from his �why did you
kiss me before?�

He jerked backwards; it would be so easy, so easy to just kiss her again to
pull her against his body, to touch her like he had touched so many other
women. But this was not one of the other women that he loved over these last
years, this was Jack�s sister. He must not do this. Even though he wanted to,
even though he could still taste her on his lips, he must not.

�It was a mistake� his voice was harsh and he did not meet her eyes.

�A mistake?� He could hear the hurt in her voice but
he did not look at her, even though that small tremor in her voice made him
wince inside.

�Yes, I think that you should go to sleep now Bella.�

�No! Why did you kiss me?� She had leapt to her feet marching around to stand
in front of him forcing him to look at her.

�Bella..I said it was a
mistake, I am sorry.�

She had her hands on her hips and was leaning in towards him, leaning so that
he could see the soft curves of her breasts beneath the folds of fabric. He
stood up, and she did not step back, he braced himself he expected her to start
shouting at him, he was even prepared for that, what he did not expect was her
to reach up, to kiss him. Her lips fastening on his, her
hands wrapping around his neck, tangling in his hair. He did try to pull
away, least he thought that he did but maybe he only thought about it before he
kissed her back, his hands moving to her waist

She was touching him, fingers running over bare skin,
tracing the muscles in his back, moving around to his chest, brushing gently,
then travelling back to tangle in his hair. She
groaned as his lips found the hollow of her throat, arching against him, his
body responding to the softness of her breasts pressing against his chest, the
thin fabric not disguising the hardness of her nipples so that he reached to
rub a thumb over the hard bud and she gasped. Her hair was coming free of the
plait, curling about her head and her eyes were half closed as Will pulled the
nightgown down exposing her shoulder so that his mouth could taste, tantalise.

Somehow they were lying on the bed, though neither could remember who had
pulled the other down into the tangled blankets.

�We should not be doing this Bella� the words were mumbled against her lips
even as her fingertips traced over his collarbone and he shivered.

�But we might die tomorrow��

�That is Jack logic� he laughed, softly kissing her nose then suddenly
stopping, Jack, he had to stop this and stop it now. No matter what he wanted
he had been trusted to look after her. With some effort he pulled away.

�Will?� confused Bella propped herself up on one elbow.

�I am sorry Bella; forgive me for acting this way.�

�What?� she was staring at him.

�Forgive me for taking advantage of you�

�Taking advantage? Forgive you�� Bella stared at him as if he was mad �what is
wrong, is something wrong with me?�

He sat up moving to the side of the bed swinging his legs over, his head in his
hands.

�Nothing is wrong with you Bella, you are beautiful, but I made a promise to
Jack.�

�Bugger Jack� She sat up crawling to sit beside him, tracing a fingertip over
his lips, he caught her hand.

�Bella please don�t.�

�Will��

�No Bella, I made a promise.�
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