The FanFiction Post

Sun, 29 Apr 2007 00:18:43 GMT

Alright, transferring all of my fics to this one post. It will be updated as more are written :]

Last Updated: April 29, 2007

TITLE: TruthI

PAIRING: Jack/Elizabeth

RATING: PG-13 (for now)

STATUS: WIP

desiring_me, thank you so, so, so, so much for helping me with this and being my mentor! *hugs and sparrabethiness to you!*

Ch. 1
The sound of rushing water filled her ears, making her wonder where they really were. The Black Pearl laid in front of them, a very befuddled Jack still standing next to the mast. Broken from the shackles, but right where she had left him.

How had he managed to escape that one? Stupid guilty conscience. Her thoughts wandered back to how they had actually arrived at World's End. It had all seemed so abrupt, leaving her just as befuddled as Jack stood, gazing out at the empty horizon. This couldn't be it, could it? All we had to do was go over a waterfall... and then Jack was there, alive, and the Pearl along with him? How was that even possible?! The sound of ocean waves interrupted her deep slumber, and the dawn glinted into her face.

She sighed, and stepped out of the small cot she called a bed. The room was near void. The bed was in the far right corner, and in the middle was a table, covered with an assortment of maps. It was a room opposite the Captain's quarters; Gibb's room, actually. The room was lightly sunlit, the air bittersweet. Her emotions were running rabid, and the room was exactly the opposite.

It was a new day, and maybe everything that had happened the previous night was all a dream.

Yeah, a dream. She stepped out on deck and stopped. This isn't the ship we were on yesterday.. .bugger. It really is the Pearl.. then that means.. She turned the rusty doorknob and stepped out onto the deck. Does this mean he is really alive? Is he waiting for me?...Jack. The memories of her troubled journey to rescue him came flooding back. It was frigid cold, and she was terrified of what they would find. Tia kept insisting Jack was alive and well, but Elizabeth just couldn't believe that. How could he have possibly survived being eaten by a horrifying leviathan? Her prayers of his safe return were all but answered as the ship they took took a death defying plunge over the waterfall. And here they were.

Elizabeth remembered how out of it she had been the previous night. Well, she had been knocked out by a stupid wooden oar, because she wouldn't shut up; however, as her thoughts flooded back to her, her sudden speech overflow was truly stupid. She began recalling. Or maybe it was the fact that she would not keep quiet. Jack was finally back, finally back in her own reach, and all she could do was scrutinize herself for what she had done to him.

. As Jack appeared on the deck of the ship, her thoughts began to run abroad. Her mind took over and, all she could say was the thoughts running through her head. Jack, I'm sorry. Jack, I never meant to. Jack.. Jack this, Jack that. Yeah, that was really stupid. She stopped. Jack was at the wheel, compass in hand. She couldn't just go up and talk to him, could she? She faltered, unsure of herself. She paused and began examining his rear. Elizabeth, stop that. Stop that, now. You are not staring at Jack's.. She was interrupted, as Jack glanced behind him, almost positive she was there. He continued steering, his posture firm, as if he was sure he knew her next move. She tiptoed behind him and stopped. She took a deep breath...

"Elizabeth, darling, there's no need in hiding behind me." He rolled his eyes where she couldn't see. She was truly speechless.

"Jack..I.." Yeah, speechless. Jack cocked an eyebrow, curious of the speech leaving her mouth. Was she going to apologize, again? Bugger, he hoped not. He began contemplating her body language. She was fidgeting, and she looked as if she had just got out of bed. She looks hot when she's like this. A smirk spread slowly across his face.

"There's really no need to explain yourself, and my lips are sealed.. Er..mouth will keep shut. And your dear, beloved William never has to know."

"He already knows.." She coughed.

"Well.. that's your fault. You didn't have to kiss me, eh?"

"And you didn't have to kiss me back."

"And you didn't have to kill me."

"And you.. have personal hygiene issues!"

"What does that have to do with anything, love?"

"I don't know, but it's true."

She loved his personal hygiene issues. He was flawless.

"Nice come back, dearie."

"Will you stop that?"

"Stop what?"

"Stop acting like everything is fine between us!"

She's especially hot when she's angry. Jack watched as her anger grew.

She began glaring angrily at him, and pacing the deck. Jack stood close-mouthed, allowing Elizabeth to make her next move. She finally stopped, and the anger on her face added. She tread closer to him. They were face to face now. Elizabeth's knees felt weak, like water, as she gazed into Jack's face. His face seemed emotionless, but Elizabeth saw a hint of a smirk as she began to look away. She paused.

"Why did you really come up to the wheel, Lizzie?" Jack's posture remained. However, Elizabeth quickly began fidgeting, holding off on an answer.

She avoided his intense gaze and glanced around. The deck was empty. Lazy pirates. She turned back to face him and stepped closer. "To say... I'm sorry. And to say you really are a good man and I was incredibly stupid to do what I did.." She saw a hint of a smile quickly brush over Jack's face.

"Well, if you hadn't I would have been eaten anyways. But you know, love, I guess I should be asking you.. Why a mast? If you wanted me that bad, a bed would have been much better."

She blushed profusely and stepped even closer. She wanted to kiss him, she wanted to kiss him more than she was capable of, but she resisted. His lips look so.. perfect. Don't even.. She touched his lips and started to speak. "Jack.."

"Lizzie, darling, don't." She tried to speak again, but it was Jack this time who fondled her own lips. Her breathing quickened, and she finally took the deep plunge. Her lips took occupancy on top of his, a soft moan erupting from Jack's mouth. She stopped, aghast at what she had just done. She looked once more into his eyes as she ran the other way and shut herself up in the Captain's quarters. "Bugger.." She whispered. I have just gotten myself into a bigger mess than I was already in. I can't possibly look at him the rest of the today. She awaited a knock on the door, but none came. Bugger. Why isn't he coming in here after me? He's torturing me. Bugger! She opened the door and left the quarters.

"Captain, Sparrow..." She approached him, anxious.

"Yes, Miss Swann?" He accentuated the Miss Swann.

Bugger I hate it when he calls me that.

"Why in the bloody hell didn't you come after me?"

Stay Calm, Elizabeth. Stay calm.

"Was I supposed to come after you?"

"Of course you were, you.. you.. Pirate!"

"Lovely comeback, Lizzie."

"Oh, shut it! I just kissed you, and then.. you can't even come after me?!"

He kept the moment speechless, and moved closer to Elizabeth. Her breathing began to quicken. Is he going to kiss me?! He wouldn't.. He was so close, she could smell the rum, light on his breath. He stopped, barely an inch apart from her lips. She swallowed hard, keeping the distant thoughts of romance wandering in her mind. His lips dissapated from her face and moved to her ear.

"Don't even try to hide your feelings, Lizzie. I know the truth."

Truth Ch. 2

Ch. 2
Jack inhaled the essence of Elizabeth as his lips brushed her ear. She smelled of rum with a hint of vanilla, and as his lips swept by her, he saw her shiver. She was terror-stricken, and he saw there was obviously no way of controlling this. You came back out here. You were mad at me because I didn't come for you. Well, I'm just as scared as you are, love. You don't have to hide it. Let it out, be free. Freedom. A flashback sparked in his mind. The Rumrunner's island. It's not just a keel, and a hull, and a deck and sails, that's what a ship needs. But what a ship is, what the Black Pearl really is.. is freedom. An artful smirk spread across his face. Bugger. He had been so drunk.. Those were the days. His mind flogged back to Elizabeth.

"Lizzie, relax. Let everything lose. Be.." He choked on the word hitting him square in the face.

"Be..what? Free?" The same sly smirk appeared on Jack's face.

"Why, love, you don't long for freedom anymore, do you? If you did, I think you would have dumped the eunuch a long time ago."

She glared at him angrily. She's lovely when she's angry. I love her this way- well, not love. Deep like. Very ceep like... she's engaged, you idiot! Of course I didn't just say that... I don't love her. Right?

"Jack, are you listening to a bloody word I'm saying?"

"Of course, love." He decided it was best to change the subject. :You want a bottle of rum, eh?"

He produced a bottle in front of her face. She looked tempted, but abstained boldly.

"Captain Sparrow, you know I don't drink. I think drinking is a vile and awful habit. As well as the drink."

"You just keep telling yourself that, darling."

Her angry expression burned deep into Jack's flesh. If looks could kill, he would have been dead. She stood up, stiff, and prepared to tackle Jack to the ground, but he clogged her, beating her to her own move.

"Get off of me! Do you know how wrong this looks?"

This does look quite wrong, but it's so.. A longing urge pulsed through his body. Jack, don't even think about doing that to her. She's not ready for that. I want to hear her scream... no. I don't. Bugger. I guess I don't love her. Stop lying to yourself, Jack. You love Lizzie. I love Lizzie. She's perfect. She's here. She's a pirate. I need her.

He moved off of her and rolled to the right. He lay still, staring at her.

"What's wrong with you? Do I have something on my face?"

"No, you're just--you."

"Jack, what's gotten into you? One second, you're on top of me almost.. never mind. And the next you're staring at me like I'm a goddess or something."

He stood up, helping her stand, and moved his lips to hers. He embraced her lips heedlessly and hung on to the moment, for dear life. This is so stupid. But she kisses so well. His lips departed hers, and he began walking the other way. I'm a coward. I can't even face what I've just done. He paused and turned around. She was still standing there, her finger still verged on her lips. She began progressing towards him, and was soon face-to-face yet again.

"Jack, you really do care.... don't you?"

Do I?

Her fingers melted softly on to his lips and he kissed them slowly, each with a delicate touch. A simper spread across her face as he gently pecked the last finger. She began passing towards his ear as he had done to hers. Her lips brushed ever so carefully across his ear.

"Don't ruin the moment. Let it be."

She turned to leave and curved around as she was near her destination. She gave a timid nod and left him to his thoughts.

I've done it. I've shown her me. Now what the bloody hell am I supposed to do? She knows I'm vulnerable. She knows I have a weakness. She'll be back. She wants me.

Truth Ch. 3

Ch. 3

That was a stupid thing to do, Elizabeth. This is stupid. What in the world am I feeling? It's a longing ... a longing for passion. I need Jack. I want Jack. He wants me. The pink sun suffused itself down upon Elizabeth's face. She glowed, even after a long, sleepless night. She had slept on the deck, afraid of what her dreams might bring her. Afraid of the desires her dreams would let loose. She shifted herself back to Jack. He stood, wobbly, drunken, and absolutely stunning in the morning sunlight.

"Good morning, darling. Sorry I didn't come out here and drink with you, I was a little occupied."

"I wasn't expecting you to join me, Captain Sparrow."

She gave him an eye roll and tried to head the other direction. He stopped her. Bugger. He's going to know something is wrong. But nothing's wrong. I'm just peachy. Yeah, right. He turned her body clockwise so she would have to look into his deep eyes. Her knees began to wobble and her body began to spasm.

"Why are you so afraid of this, Elizabeth? Why are you so afraid of us?"

"It's not us, it's Will."

"Of course, you have to bring the whelp into everything."

"Jack, I'm starting not to care anymore. I just want to let everything go and forget about him for one night."

His eyes augmented and he looked at her oddly.

"Are you saying that you want to be alone? With me?"

Did I really say that? Did I just say I wanted to sleep with him?

"I..of course not."

She bit down hard on her lip, the blood spewing into her mouth.

"You did say that, Lizzie. And I'll give it to you. I'll give you the best night of your life, whether you love me or not, you'll be there. You're curious. You want it. You want me. You want to know how it feels. You know where to find me. We're docking tonight in Tortuga, and the crew will be absent."

"You talk an awful lot about nothing that is not going to happen."

"Maybe I speak the truth... I do that quite often. And yet, no one seems to believe me."

"Must be all the lies."

"Deny it all you want, darling, you know it to be true."

He walked away, not looking back.

That was brilliant. Just brilliant. Lizzie look what you've got yourself in to. Did I just call myself Lizzie? Note to self, stop spending so much time drooling over Jack. What the bloody hell am I saying? Bugger! I need to be there. I need him. I want him more than I can have him. I'm going tonight. No matter what happens, I will go to him tonight. I need to forget Will... he's not here. And he might never come back... what have I got to lose?

Truth Ch. 4

Ch. 4

Jack sat anxiously staring at the maps that lay before him. The room was candlelit, but brighter than he had ever had it. It was also extremely tidy for once. He heard a soft wimper, and walked to the door. He opened it, cautious. Nothing. He turned around, relighting a fallen candle. Keep your mind straight. She's not coming. He solemnly walked back to the desk, but didn't sit. He began pacing. She's not coming. Bugger, bugger, bugger, bugger, bugger, bugger. I knew she wasn't coming, and I got up my old hopes for nothing. I'm just a pirate, she doesn't feel anything. Yeah, right. She wants me. He perched himself back in his chair and continued analyzing his maps. Within minutes, he was back up again, pacing.

She isn't coming. She isn't coming. Oh for the love of.. She's not coming, Jack! Face it. She's going to marry her stupid eunuch. She's going to fuck him crazy on their wedding night and she's not going to be here tonight. Not today, not ever. She doesn't love me. I don't.. love her. Liar. I'm going to forget anything we shared and anything we said. His mind had hit reality, and he felt much better. Just as his maps began to return to focus in his view, a timid knock on the door erupted through the cabin. He scurried to the door, fuming that he had been interrupted. His expression softened as soon as he saw who it was. Her face glowed in the candlelight, just enough to give him a throbbing ache in his manhood. She wore her usual pirate attire, but she was also wearing his own signature kohl. Her eyes had a fiery glow to them, and it took all of his strength not to shove her against the wall and unclothe her right then and there.

"Lizzie, what might you be doing here?"

I told you she was coming.

"I came to.. see you."

She's lovely when she's nervous. Makes me want to..

"Jack.. I.. need this."

Okay. I'll strip her.. and then..

"I'm sorry for.. Are you even listening to me?"

He had a muddled look on his face, as if she had just accused him of murder.

"Of course. I'm listening to every word you said, love. Continue."

"You never listen to me! You just want me as your own personal wench, you don't feel anything, you liar!"

"You accuse me of more than I do."

"Accuse? I know you, Jack. I know how you think. I can't believe I actually let myself fall for you. I actually made myself believe you loved me. You never did love me."

Of course I love you, Lizzie.

"Darling, I see through you. I see who you are. Of course I bloody feel something for you."

"Then, what are you waiting for, Jack?"

What am I waiting for?

He grabbed her hands and put them over her head as her shirt fell to the floor.

Well, Chapter 5 changes to M cuz it sure as heck isn't PG-13 after this XD. I hope you like it, it's my first real attempt at smut and I'm only 14, so meh.

Ch. 5
Her breaths came in short, shallow gasps. It was a whole new experience to her. Will had never even made her think of doing this, yet alone actually doing it. Why do I feel so.. obsolete? Nothing had even happened yet, as she continued delicately tonguing Jack's mouth. She stopped, taking a short breath before she continued clinging to his back.

"Lizzie, are you okay?"

She noticed Jack's tone was coded with a hint of worry. I'm acting so childish.. It's just sex. Just...

"I-I'm fine."

Am I?

"You don't sound fine, you sound scared."

"Of course I'm scared. I'm a virgin, and I've never felt anything like how I feel about you, and..."

He stopped her, gently thrusting his tongue into her agape mouth. She let out a pleasurable moan and quickly stopped the passionate kiss.

"Lizzie.. it's alright."

I believe you, Jack. I trust you. It's just me. Me and my stupid conscience. Forget about my conscience.. I'm engaged, and that's not even bothering me. I love Jack. I trust him. What am I waiting for?

She moved her lips cautiously to his ear and sent a small tinge on his earlobe.

"I know it's alright. I trust you."

That was all the words she had to utter before Jack had his own shirt thrown on the floor with hers. She was soon pressed against the wall, their bare chests enduring the lustly heat erupting from their own bodies. Jack lifted Elizabeth's body into his arms, her placing her thighs around his waist. She could feel the throbbing ache erupting from his cock, sending her body into a spasm of fervor.

"Jack.." Her voice was screaming fuck me.

Don't sound so desperate. He's going to... make love? Screw? He's going to screw me. I want him to. Now.

She whimpered softly. Jack smirked, and knew exactly what she was trying to convey to him. He thrust his tongue into her mouth, precipitously, and she erupted with a mumbled groan. He delicately slid her pants off of her thighs and tossed them into the corner. She turned crimson, after the realization of bareness hit her. Jack looked at her and nodded towards his own pants. She blushed pink, and obeyed his command. She slid his pants off cautiously, her eyes doubling their size as she finished and let them drop to the floor.

"Lizzie.. "

Oh my god.

"Jack..."

"Lizzie, you've never.. have you?"

She shook her head.

He smirked and pulled her closer. His lips searched longingly over hers, a groan erupting from his own mouth. This is mad. I'm mad. Jack's mad. We're all going mad. And I don't care.

"Jack.." Her voice became hoarse and barely known as she whimpered out his name.

"Don't say a word." He put his dirt-stricken finger against her snug lips and positioned himself over her.

She shut her eyes, blocking out all the light from the candle-lit room around her. Her eyes opened suddenly and she silently screamed, feeling Jack enter her.

"Love, I'm sorry."

He buried his tongue into her mouth as he thrust rigidly into her. A cry escaped from Elizabeth. Why did I want this so bad? Jack began thrusting slowly in and out of her, sending her mind into a erotic spiral of dizziness. She soon joined his motions, and her eyes never left his own as they moved agily as one. She dug her nails deep into his back, concentrating on every pain, on every moment, on every single thrust that made her want more and more. She felt her mind begin spinning downward as he came inside of her, and her white knuckles clenched strongly against his back. He collapsed on top of her, leaving her with a feeling of security.

Her eyes abided, still locked into his own.

"Thank you."

"Freedom, love. Freedom."

Truth Chapter 6 is finally here!

Ch. 6

The dawn ascended over the horizon, shining it's dewless glow upon her face. He had spent the last hour, watching her sleep. Watching her sleep was the most beautiful thing he had ever witnessed. She breathed slowly, and softly, and every so often, a small smile would joint itself on to her lips.

Is she dreaming of me? Is she dreaming of us?

Jack felt distant from the way he had felt yesterday. He felt new, changed, actually complete.

Was it Lizzie?

Yes. He had decided that finally making love to the only woman he loved had completed him. His thoughts were disapparated as she began to stir.

"Good morn'n, love."

She beamed as he pushed a stray strand of her blonde hair out of her eyes.

"Jack."

Now comes the part where she's either going to regret what we did last night, or the part where she rips off these sheets covering her and tackles me to the ground. Where we will then..

"Jack."

"Yes, love?"

She did neither. She rippled her tongue over his lips, placing a delicate kiss with upon them. He responded, kissing her back, and their tongue danced another tango of desire.

"Lizzie..."

"Jack.. yes."

With that, he tore through the thin sheets covering her body. She groaned, as his lips rested themselves upon her erect nipple. He felt her shiver beneath his touch as his lips moved rhythmically around. She groaned louder, and he sent a sly grin her way.

"Don't.."

He stopped.

Did she just tell me to stop? Well, she brought it on..

"What's wrong, love?"

"We can't do this, Jack."

"Sure we can!"

His smile faded as he saw the worry in her eyes.

"Jack, I'm engaged to Will. I'm supposed to be a virgin on our wedding night and.."

"Well, don't you think it's a little late for that?"

"Yes.. but I'm not encouraging it further."

"Yes you are. You will. You're going to be aroused. You're going to want more. And you're going to be back."

"You seem so certain. I can resist my temptations."

"Pfft, you see how well that went last time."

She rolled her eyes, an annoyed expression on her face.

Denial. She's in denial. She wants me bad. I could tell by the way she felt only mere seconds ago.

"I won't be back."

She reclothed, and walked out the door.

Lizzie.. silly Lizzie..

"Women."

TITLE: Illusion

PAIRING: Jack/Elizabeth

RATING: M

STATUS: Complete

SUMMARY: Elizabeth and Jack share a pretty intense moment.

Their hearts pounded, their breathing rapid and only a whisper. The wind was calm, but the rain beat down hard on the ship, making a pitter-patter echo throughout the deck. Yet, it was so quiet, you could hear every movement they made. Silence. They faced eachother, their bodies close, the heat rising off their skin. The cabin was dark, dank, and the perfect place for exactly what they were planning.

The room was lit by one fragile candle, barely a glow in the corner. A chill swept through the cabin, leaving them both even warmer as they maneuvered closer than the close they were. Jack's thoughts whirled back to the kiss. Jack had only been back one night and he realized how wrong it was of him to do this, yet his guiltiness was overrun with passion and a deep, longing desire, as he happened upon her.

Naked.

He was clothed and his mouth widened from an awed look to a smirk. His eyes never stopped tracing every curve, every corner, and every spot. Perfect. He could sense the embarassment erupting from her reddened ego. She had an intense expression held in her eyes as she began wandering towards his rigid stature. She stripped him quickly, and soon his clothes joined hers in a pile at the far side of the cabin. She forced her body up against his, feeling his hardness against her belly.

Neither moved. His own face moved nearer to hers, and his lips pasted upon her own. She kissed him back with more rage than she could ever mange to perform again. It was the most sensual feeling she had ever felt. She continued, her lips dancing upon his, slowly at first, increasing as their tongues danced the guilty lust they so desired in each's mouth. Addiction.

Their bodies ached for more, ached to go further, farther than she had ever gone with anybody, even her own fiance'. She gazed into his deep eyes, watching his every movement, his every twitch. She could see he wanted her, he wanted to be inside her, he wanted to hear her scream his name. Before they knew it, the bed lie underneath them, their own frenzies, their own increasing rapture, it overtook them both.

It didn't feel human to her. She felt as if she could never feel this way before, never feel so free and never feel so complete with Jack inside of her. She moaned, the pleasure overtaking the pain. The speed increased, the heat began burning their flesh. The pain made her fingers clutch to his back, hanging onto the moment for what seemed like forever. And then, it was over. They climaxed, sending them both into a spiraling delirium of passion.

Her head began spinning, her nails loosening their grip. They lay there, secure, breathing heavy, and enjoying the moment. The pain subsided, and the ache, the feeling, everything came back. She wanted more. She needed more... She wanted no longer to be with her own fiance', she wanted to be here, under the protection of a pirate, living her own life with the upmost feeling of laxity. The gloom of the sun spread its wings upon her face. Elizabeth Swann woke up, she woke up to a feeling of complete misery. It was only an illusion.

TITLE: Never Ending Goodbyes

PAIRING: Jack/Elizabeth, who else? =]]

RATING: PG

STATUS: Complete.

DISCLAIMER: Don't own anything.

WARNING: May contain slight AWE spoilery and speculation from others.

SUMMARY: Just a random idea I got whilst talking to DP. She beta'd it, so *huggles* to her.

Her anguished cry rang through his entire body, sending him into a frenzy of despair. She needed him. Now. It was coming, and his Lizzie needed him. Her bittersweet whimpers sent a rush through him. He felt her own pain. He felt her own need. He remembered.

"Jack.."

"Lizzie.."

The sadness hung over the entire ship.

"Jack, I need some time to think. I need to be alone. I know fate will bring us together again. Somehow. Someday."

She hugged him, breathing soft whispers into his ear.

"I won't leave you as your fiance' did, love. I will come back for you."

"I know, Jack. I know. I won't forget this. I won't forget you."

He rushed her into his own quarters, Tia Dalma awaiting their arrival.

"It will be all right, child. The baby is coming."

He had come back for her.

The island stood in solitary silence in the Caribbean sea. A black longboat crashed with certainty on the desolute shores. She stood at the shoreline, the waves crashing against her bare legs. He stepped out of the longboat. His eyes lit up with fire as he saw the woman he loved. He had kept his promise. Had she kept hers?

Their eyes met with a burning ferocity before they even met halfway.

"You came back."

"And you didn't forget."

His eyes fell upon her hands. They rested upon her belly, her booming belly.

Their eyes met again. He could see the fear encircling her eyes, the despair of rejection. He wanted to grab her, to pull her close and hold on to her for the rest of his life, to tell her he would never ever reject her. But he saw her. He saw this, and it killed him to watch. He was going to be a father. He was going to be the father of Lizzie's baby.

"Jack.. I.."

He moved closer to her, but stopped as her hand drooped to her side.

"Jack. I wanted to tell you. I wanted you to know but I was so panicked that you would dread it."

He ambled to her side and wrapped his arms around her waist, placing his own hands with hers on her tummy.

She looked at him with confusion written in her face, tears cascading down her flushed cheeks.

"Don't cry. Don't let the fear overtake you."

"Don't believe in fear, love. Be strong."

He squeezed her hand with a feeling of surety.

"Jack.."

Her breaths came in short, shallow pains.

"Jack, I know. I'm not scared."

"That's my girl."

"Lizzie, I want you to come on the Pearl with me."

"Jack, we've already disussed this."

"Circumstances have arose, and obstacles need to be overcome."

"Jack, a ship is no place to raise a child."

"And neither is an island."

"Jack."

"Lizzie."

"Jack.. I don't want to live the life of piracy anymore. I want to be home. I want to feel secure."

"I would give up everything for you, Elizabeth. You know that."

"I don't want you to give it up. I want you to be on the sea. That's why we parted ways before. Remember?"

"Of course I remember. But things have changed, love. We've changed. We never expected this after our one night stand."

"It was more than a one night stand."

"Love.."

"Is that all you consider me, Jack? Is that all you think I am?"

The tears welled up heavily beyond her eyes before they splattered hard on to her stomach.

"Elizabeth, look at me."

She gazed hard into his eyes, the intensity cold and beaten. He saw the searing heartache hidden in her expression. It was murder to his eyes as he saw the woman he loved drowning in misery from his words.

"Jack, what? Are you going to say something else to make me feel horrible?"

"Love, I never mean to hurt you."

"That's what they all say, Jack. I want you to go. Leave. Leave me, leave us."

He turned to leave, but instead, stepped towards her. He grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the chair she resided in. He placed her in his arms, befuddlement written across her expressions.

"Don't ever tell me to leave when you want me to stay."

He pressed his face on to hers and his lips brushed across her own.

"Don't.. go."

"I was never leaving without you."

She had come back with him. Everything had been perfect. Everything was going to be perfect.

"Alright, child. Push."

She pushed with all the strength left in her body, Jack staring in amazement at the beginning of this new life he had helped produce. She held his hand with a tightening grip as the final push emitted their beautiful daughter.

Elizabeth breathed a sigh of relief, but her smile soon faded as Tia hurried to her side.

"Jack, grab the sheets. Quickly!"

He placed their daughter into Gibbs' arms, and grabbed the nearest sheets, passing them to Tia.

"Tia, what's happening?"

"Jack, I love you."

He was caught off guard as she finally uttered the three words he had so long desired to hear.

"I love you, Elizabeth."

Her head turned to the side and her body became limp.

"No."

"Jack, there.."

"No."

"was nothing.."

"No!"

He pushed through the crew and ran to the mast. His Lizzie was in there. His Lizzie was there, holding their brilliant daughter, waiting on him. She was alive. She was okay.

She was gone.

"Lizzie..I'm so sorry."

He stood up and walked back into his quarters. The crew had their heads bowed down and Tia held his newborn daughter. He moved towards her and took her from the safety of Tia's arms.

She had her eyes. She had the same intense eyes that his Lizzie had. He held back the tears that grew deep inside of his soul. His new journey was right before his eyes, and that's when he realized it was okay.

"Welcome to the world, Lizzie."

TITLE: I Know.

PAIRING: Jack/Lizzie

RATING: PG

STATUS: Complete

SUMMARY: I had a dream about At World's End last night, so I thought I would write a fic on it. Obviously I'm a Sparrabether, and obviously she's going to pick Jack. ;)

WARNINGS: AWE Spoilery.

She tread up the stairs, her feet making an heavy sound against the floor. He was near. She could sense his presence. Her stomach slowed her down more than she liked. She was pregnant, and due any day now. A heavy kick in her abdomen stopped her.

"Be nice, you're worse than your father."

She could see him before her own eyes, his smile lighting up the whole room. He was away on a boating trip, searching for money so the birth of their child would be everything it should be.

She began walking towards their bedroom. The lone window that lay before her looked out upon the sea. But she paused. The maid, Morgan, was sitting idle on the floor, a small boy playing next to her. Elizabeth looked at her, a gentle smile on her face.

"How's he doing today?"

"He misses his father, madam."

"So do I."

She sighed loudly and continued toward the window. The sea was calm, a light thrashing here and there. It looked as if it had absorbed the sky, it was the clearest she had ever seen it. She sat down on the window sill, and began thinking of him.

"I will come back for you. These bars won't keep us apart." It was Will Turner, bidding his fiance' a farewell as he went off to fulfill his destiny.

"And I will wait for you." Elizabeth's eyes welled up with tears as she watched him depart.

Behind her, sat Captain Jack Sparrow, a glum look expressioned on his face.

"Lizzie.. I wanted you to come back with me."

"Jack, I--."

"I know, ten years and you get to see your beloved William again, and I know I'm just some pirate.. "

"Jack, stop."

"What?"

"Don't explain yourself. I know you're a pirate. I know that you have feelings for me."

"I don't have feelings for you."

"Jack, you tried to sail away with me back there."

"To protect you. I knew Will was going to do this to you."

"I don't need your protection."

"I know, love."

"Then why are you offering it?"

"Because, I care. Alright?"

"I know."

"You only think you know."

"No, Jack."

He cocked an eyebrow curiously at her.

"I love you."

He was silent for the mere moment, until he looked up. Their eyes locked with an intensity neither had ever seen before. Elizabeth stood up, pulling him up with her.

"I said, I love you."

He nodded, and then kissed her. Their lips danced a tango of passion and love, their tongues whirling against the others.

"I love you, too."

"I know. I've always known."

She beamed, her hand against her stomach. She hadn't seen Will since the same day she had departed with Jack, and she hoped he was happy. Somehow, she knew he was, and that they were truly never meant to be. She was right where she belonged.

The door slammed below her, and her eyes lit up with anticipation.

"Daddy!"

"Good ol' William. Did you miss me?"

"Yes, so did Mum!"

Elizabeth stood at the top of the stairs. Jack dropped his parcel, and skipped up each stair before Elizabeth fell softly into his arms.

"Welcome home."

"It was all worth it, love. Every single minute I was gone, you were on my mind, and now my reward is here. I'm home with the woman I love, the only woman I've ever loved."

"I know." She whispered into his ear as her lips brushed onto his.

Rumsoaked Goodness

Truth Ch. 6

Rumsoaked Tutorial #1

18 POTC Icons

The FanFiction Post

Welcome :]