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Star of the Sea	By : KiwiGirl Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > General Views: 3326 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Star of the Sea
- 2-Shadows
- 3-Visitor
- 4-Betrayal
- 5-Purpose
- 6-Guidance
- 7-Payment
- 8-Return
- 9-Amber
- 10-Empty
- 11-Unnatural
- 12-Anger
- 13-Knowing
- 14-Walls
- 15-Resignation
- 16-Truth
- 17-Fear
- 18-Trust
- 19-Intent
- 20-Ready
- 21-Entwined
- 22-Duty
- 23-Time
- 24-Destiny
- 25-Knowing
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Chapter Six - Guidance

Jack sprawled on his back, unmoving on the stretcher, his skin grey, he looked
more dead than alive, the rasp of his breath the only indication that he still
clung to life. Maia knelt beside him, unsure now of
what she was to do, feeling alone, helpless. He must have sensed her presence
as his eyes slowly opened, and he looked at her for one long moment.

�Do it� his voice was a croak and he groaned, the
effort of speaking causing unbearable pain.

Do it, do what? she wanted to scream, she did not know
what to do, she did not know how to save a dying man, this was impossible, no
one could do this. She thumped her clenched fists on her thighs, tears of
frustration falling on to the white sand as beside her Jack lay dying.

�Star of the Sea� his words were a choked whisper �help
me��

She looked at him his eyes were dull with pain but he was watching her,
waiting, she sobbed and touched his face.

�Jack I am sorry�.I don�t know how�.�

He sighed and her tears fell faster onto the sand, onto his face.

So she wept knowing that she could not help him it was beyond what gifts that
she had. That soon, very soon he would draw his last breath, and as one tear
after another fell on his face, to wash over his closed eyes, across his still
lips, something compelled her to raise her head and as she did she felt a wave
of joy wash over her, a feeling of peace, calm and the hazy figure was once
more standing over Jack. He was looking down at the dying Captain his ageless
face serene and then he raised his head to look at her, expectantly. She felt a
wave of love and then a wrench, a sensation of being slightly disconnected from
her physical body, even though she could feel herself moving to put her hands
across the wounds. They tingled, pulses of heat passing through palm and
fingers and Jack moaned tossing his head from side to side, muttering words
that she could not make out. More heat and hard lumps pushed against fingers
then lifted with a sucking sound, the lead pellets that had pierced his skin
resting in her palms. She retched slightly a wave of nausea rolling over her,
she wanted to throw the bullets as far as she could but instead laid them to
one side, an irrational thought entering her head that Jack might want to keep
them, then it was hands over the wounds again and the sense of splintered bone,
of muscles that were ripped into shreds and they were knitting back together,
meshing, body becoming whole again.

Jack gasped, then began to cough, his lips wet with
blood and she wiped his mouth with her sleeve, lifting his head to turn it to
one side fearful that he would choke on the blood. She leaned intending to wipe
his face, not yet the command was spoken in her head and so once again she bent
to her task, she had no real understanding of what she was doing, air and
blood, skin and bone for what seemed like hours she moved her hands as she was
bid and then finally it seemed that she was done.

He was speaking to Jack; she could hear but did not understand. Words that were
not meant for her, words that made Jack mumble under his breath, something
about bargains, that he must have a debt to pay and what seemed to be amusement
from the shadowy form. He looked at her once before he left, cool fingers
touched her cheek and she heard a voice telling her to rest and then they were
alone.

She swayed as she dropped her hands on her knees. She was covered in Jack�s
blood, it felt as though it was seeping into her skin, his almost death being
absorbed into her need to live, his emotions becoming her emotions, she wanted
to claw at her self, she needed to wash. It was an effort to stand and
everything seemed to be moving around her, undulating, she stumbled, unable to
focus, sinking back to her knees, falling into blackness, oblivion, exhaustion.

How long she lay face down in the sand for she did not know but she woke when
Jack spoke. He was struggling to sit his voice slurred.

�I just had the strangest dream..�

She sat up reaching for one of the water flasks, lifting Jack�s head to trickle
a stream of water into his mouth.

�It�s alright Jack� her voice was soft, soothing and eyes that could not yet
focus sought her face. �Sleep Jack� she trailed her fingers across his brow
�sleep and heal Jack.�

He slept and she watched him for a moment before once again succumbing to her
own exhaustion.

*

Jack woke, something was not right. His eyes seemed heavy and he struggled to
open them but even before he focused he knew that he was not on the Pearl, not in his room,
not in his bed. He was outside, he could smell land, dirt and leaves and he
could hear birds and waves crashing on the shore. But no
voices. Sticky eyes opened to stare at a ceiling made of palm fronds, a
rough hut. He went to push himself up but he was weak, his body responding to
his demands, but slowly as if he had been sick for a long time. There was no
one beside him. No one sitting near. No one. He was alone.

Panic clawed at his chest and he struggled to lift his head to look out to sea,
searching for the Pearl, there was no ship, or not that he could see, a thick
wall of fog covered the surface of the ocean thirty metres
from the shore. Now that was interesting, but even more interesting was the
figure emerging from the surf.

�Star of the Sea� he murmured the words while watching the woman, she was clad
in only a thin white shirt, wet it stuck to her skin, her breasts, the planes
of belly were clearly visible through the sheer fabric and despite a spinning
head and feeling like he had been keelhauled Jack almost smirked. He rested his
head on his arm, watching as she walked from the ocean, bare legs gleamed and
wet hair reached down her back, past her waist. She stooped, pulling on the
rest of her clothes, rolling her pants up to her knees walking barefoot towards
him.

He shut his eyes. He could hear her footsteps drawing closer then stopping, his
skin prickled she was looking at him and he resisted the temptation to peek, he
could sense her stooping, leaning over, a cool hand touching his forehead. It
was really tempting to peer between his lashes, he could imagine how the fabric
would be clinging to her breasts, how the sea water would still be beaded on
her skin. He choked suddenly, breath catching as his memory began to return.
She was like Tia; she had power, what the hell was he
was thinking.

�Jack� relief was in her voice �Jack��

He opened his eyes, slowly, cautiously she was leaning over him and she was
smiling.

�Hullo Luv�� her eyes were so green, he felt dizzy,
sick, the same words reverberating through his mind �I just had the strangest
dream�� images were swirling in his head, pistol shots, smoke, pain and that
sense that he could not shake, of looking down at his own body, seeing himself
dead and he tentatively reached up to touch his chest, his fingertips touching
scar tissue, hard knots that made him wince.

�It wasn�t a bloody dream�

Her hand closed over his �no Jack, it wasn�t a dream.�

He fell silent, trying to remember what had happened, and the more he
remembered the more he wished that he had not. She was watching him, waiting
for him to speak, he shook his head.

�I need to think� he shut his eyes; the conversation such as it had been was
over.
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