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Lagoon	By : hallowedmaiden Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > Het - Male/Female > Jack/Elizabeth Views: 3904 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Lagoon
- 2-Shore
- 3-Zeal
- 4-Heartbeat
- 5-Sunrise
- 6-Sunset
- 7-The Code
- 8-Cabin
- 9-Jack
- 5
- 6
- 7
She sat on the steps of the Pearl, trying to focus on the gentle rocking of the ship, and the salty smell of the sea, long losing the feel of the hardwood underneath her, as her body was numb with nerves.
Occasionally she would crane her neck, or twist around to try and catch glimpses of Jack, hoping he would give her some modicum of reassurance, but the most she got was a few fleeting moments of eye contact, where his gaze would soften for a split second, transforming from his normal steely 'captain' countenance to that special warmth reserved only for her.
"How long are you going to sit there?"
A crick in her neck made her wince when she looked around to find the object of her nerves, her hand shooting up to rub at it. Will was standing over her, staring at her as though she was a degenerate.
"It hasn't been that long."
He looked down at her with a mixture of suspicion and confusion.
"You've been sitting there for four hours, Elizabeth."
Had it been four hours?
She might say that she had noticed, but the overwhelming whirring of her thoughts had made time a flimsy thing ever since she had boarded the Pearl, flashes of doubt and then a fierce surge of anger at having doubt, snippets of her and Will playing on the shore as children, and the knowledge that she was going to make him revisit all of that, question everything.
"I guess I have."
"Care to tell me what you're thinking about?"
He asked her the question as though it was his right to know, as though he expected that she knew that it was his right to know, and the hidden accusatory tone to his voice was hard to miss.
"Nothing, really. I'm fine, Will."
"Why are you hiding things from me? In case you have forgotten, I am your fiance."
"Will-"
"You have been distant with me the entire voyage to rescue Jack."
It wasn't something she could even begin to deny. But she was going to deny the concrete fact of being his fiance. Ever since their wedding had been interrupted, it was as though they had morphed into two very different people, although she suspected that she was just who she had been all along, but Will, he was colder, harsh, as though something had sapped any happiness that he might have had away.
"Maybe I have."
He drew back, and she realized that he was looking for her to admit to something, or to a few somethings. He was looking for some relief of his own.
"Why? Were you pining for lost love?"
"Excuse me?"
That came out of her mouth a split second before it occurred to her that everything he was about to accuse her of was probably true.
"You think I didn't notice? The way you were always staring out at the sea, the dead expression in your eyes. It was as though a part of you died with him."
"He is our friend, Will. I was sad about losing a friend."
He clenched his fists against his breeches for a second, and she almost thought that he was going to walk away.
"Can we talk below deck?"
Considering that option, she decided that she would rather them shout at each other out of earshot of everything else. Rising from the stairs, she stepped around Will, and found Jack adjusting some rope or other. He stopped when he saw her, worry flashing in his eyes almost too quickly for her to catch.
"Is there a problem here?" he asked as he stalked over, looking between the two of them.
"No, there isn't. Will and I are going to have a conversation below deck, that's all."
Jack studied her face for a moment longer than necessary for just being a captain concerned about the going-on aboard his ship, and she tried to communicate to him that it was alright through a very slight inclination of her head.
At least, she hoped that it would be alright.
She took a seat on a barrel, while he refused to do the same. When he didn't say anything to her, she shrugged, choosing to break the silence herself.
"What?"
"What were you doing in the jungle?"
"In the jungle? I told you, I was looking for a place to bathe."
"And did you find one?"
"Yes, I bloody found one. Does it matter?"
"Did you find one with Jack?"
Ah. She wasn't even sure why she was still trying to deny the obvious, trying to delay the inevitable confession. Surely it wasn't because she couldn't bear to break Will's heart because she had already effectively done that. Surely it wasn't because she was ashamed of the truth because there was not an ounce of her body or mind that was ashamed of Jack.
"What exactly are you insinuating?"
"Oh come off it Elizabeth, I bloody saw you kiss the man."
Oh. Oh.
Christ. Now she had two things to confess to, and she couldn't decide which one was more daunting.
"Will...that was a trick, a cheap trick-"
"A trick? What are you talking about?"
"I chained Jack to the mast of the ship. Is that what you wanted to hear? It was me, I did it. I sent him to his death. That kiss was nothing more than the means to get him there."
Something twisted in her when he didn't seem as bothered as he should have. Did he really care more about where her heart lies rather than how much darkness was now in her soul?
"You killed Jack?"
"The Kraken was coming after him, only him, and-"
She paused, trying to ignore the thickening of her throat, the sting of tears creeping into her eyes, but there was nothing for it. Just speaking about what she had done to the man she loved still brought her a sharp acute pain that she desperately wished away.
"And you have spent the last month wallowing in guilt over it, have you? That is the reason for you not even remotely resembling the woman I loved?"
The woman he loved…
"Yes, because like I already said, he was a friend."
"Don't try to lie to me, Elizabeth. That kiss was far more than a one-sided trick. You have never kissed me like that, with such...with such...passion."
"So what?"
"So what?" he shouted, thumping his fist down on the barrel next to him. "You're bloody fucking in love with the man and you are too cowardly to admit it to me."
Rage distorted the warm color of his eyes, making them ugly as they glared at her with a fire that she had never seen in him.
"How dare you accuse me of-"
"Of what? The truth? What did you do in that jungle, Elizabeth?"
"Nothing!" she shouted back, letting the tears flow freely now, though whether they were for Will or for herself, she wasn't sure.
"You can't even admit it to me."
Something snapped in her, something that had been tethered to the last hope that she could stop fighting with him, make him see reason. She slid off of the barrel and stepped up to him to look him directly in the eye.
"You want to know what I did?"
"So help me, if you tell me that you-"
"I fucked him. I gave myself to him, and there wasn't a bone in my body that didn't enjoy-"
Her head snapped to the right when his palm connected with her cheek.
The sound of it rang through the hold, the sharp sound of stinging flesh, and she looked back at him slowly, eyes wide with horror and shock.
"You are a damn tart, a whore for….how could you, how could you give yourself to a man that doesn't even care for you, never mind love you?"
Each word he called her stabbed at her, tearing at her heart. Who was this man?
"How dare you suggest that Jack doesn't love me! I would say he cares for me a damn sight more than you do at the moment!"
"You're not worth caring about. You threw everything we had away, all the history, all of the-"
He stopped, the words becoming garbled in his throat.
"I was your fucking fiance, due to be married to you. I loved you, more than anything, and then I find out that you are nothing like the woman I thought you were. The Elizabeth that I asked to marry me would never give her virginity to a disgusting pirate."
That was the crux of it, really. The woman he thought he knew. Will had never really known her, had never really seen her for what she was, a wild free thing, always seeking something, always searching, yearning for something, like the ocean.
"You never really knew me," she said in a dark tone, running her fingers over where he had slapped her.
"I am beginning to see that now. Add that to your list of transgressions against me."
"The only thing, the only sin I will admit to committing against you is infidelity, and I even admit to that lightly."
"Lightly? What, did you think we were no longer together?"
"We were never together! Maybe in the expectations sense, we both expected to marry each other, we both thought that we loved each other, but evidently, we only loved the person that we thought the other was."
"And what did you think I was?"
"I don't know, Will, but I know who you are now. You are a coward who would strike a woman out of anger when her captain is standing just above deck. What do you suppose Jack will do when I tell him?"
Satisfaction flowed through her when the tiniest sliver of fear appeared in his eyes before it was washed away, replaced by a stubborn refusal to back down.
"Go ahead, go tell him. Tell him that he is welcome to you, a whore is the only woman that should be able to bed a pirate anyways. Get out of my sight."
She went gladly, streaking up the stairs, onto the main deck, eyes searching for Jack.
He wasn't there. He wasn't anywhere.
The panic, wherever it was coming from, shocked her into shouting for Gibbs, who came running over to her as soon as he saw how pale her face was, and the angry red mark on her skin.
"What's wrong Miss Elizabeth?"
She looked behind her, half expecting Will to charge up the stairs to keep shouting at her, to tell the entire ship how awful he thought she was, but he didn't.
"What happened to your face?"
Gibbs was staring at her cheek with concern, a kind of fatherly concern that made some semblance of comfort return to her.
"Um..Will, he...where's Jack?"
Anger washed over the older man's face as he put two and two together.
"That stupid idiot boy. Jack is in his cabin. Go, report it to him. All injury must be reported to the captain. It's the rules."
But she could tell that Gibbs didn't want her to tell Jack because of rules. He wanted Will to be punished, and both of them knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that Jack was not going to be pleased.
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