Fic; Allowance [PotC, PG]
Title: Allowance
Fandom: Pirates of the Caribbean
Character(s): Will Turner
Pairing(s): Will/Elizabeth, Jack/Elizabeth
Word Count: 450
Rating: PG
Reason for Being: 15minuteficlets
Summery: His father left the woman he loved, and so could he.
A/N: Just a plot bunny that came to me after seeing "Dead Man's Chest" today. You seen the movie, you know what I mean.
He knew that he couldn't compare. He was just a blacksmith, plain, simple. The son of a pirate but by no means with the heart to follow piracy out of the harbor and away from the hearth for anything but her. At most he could offer her an honest life, although simple and poor one, but within the confines of society and formality. Her father would still be around, breathing down their necks, throwing in advice they didn't really need. That was the life he could give her. He would love her and be faithful to her, but essentially be rather boring compared to the life waiting for her on the Pearl.
There would be excitement and danger, and freedom, everything she'd always wanted in life but had been too afraid and too held back by her station to be able to have. Now she could have it, it dangled tantalizingly in her grasp and all she had to do was reach out and take it, take the freedom and danger only a man like Jack Sparrow could give her.
There was nothing really to stop her. Her father would be angry, yes, but he would never catch them if she didn't want to be found. And he was there, her fiance and the man that had loved her since the day he met her but he couldn't deny her anything. If she wanted what Jack offered, then he would be powerless to stop it. He'd even allow it, encourage her, if it meant she'd be happy, truly and deeply.
It was unfair, that she should fall for Jack, now of all times, just days around their wedding, and suddenly desire the life that he couldn't give her, and in time he supposed that he could be able to come to accept it, perhaps even be happy for them.
He watched her stare down the horizon as they sailed to Jack's rescue, silent and separated by the width of the ship and so much more. This was their last time together, he had come to accept that, and while he wanted desperately to do nothing more than to go over to her and make the most of that time, make memories to last him through the months after she left, he couldn't do it. Her heart was with another man, in another place, and it just hurt too much to try with her. He was giving up, letting go, allowing it to happen.
He was just Will Turner, blacksmith, gentleman and he was Jack Sparrow, pirate, rogue. The contest for the heart of Elizabeth Swanne was over before it even started. Will never stood a chance.
Fandom: Pirates of the Caribbean
Character(s): Will Turner
Pairing(s): Will/Elizabeth, Jack/Elizabeth
Word Count: 450
Rating: PG
Reason for Being: 15minuteficlets
Summery: His father left the woman he loved, and so could he.
A/N: Just a plot bunny that came to me after seeing "Dead Man's Chest" today. You seen the movie, you know what I mean.
He knew that he couldn't compare. He was just a blacksmith, plain, simple. The son of a pirate but by no means with the heart to follow piracy out of the harbor and away from the hearth for anything but her. At most he could offer her an honest life, although simple and poor one, but within the confines of society and formality. Her father would still be around, breathing down their necks, throwing in advice they didn't really need. That was the life he could give her. He would love her and be faithful to her, but essentially be rather boring compared to the life waiting for her on the Pearl.
There would be excitement and danger, and freedom, everything she'd always wanted in life but had been too afraid and too held back by her station to be able to have. Now she could have it, it dangled tantalizingly in her grasp and all she had to do was reach out and take it, take the freedom and danger only a man like Jack Sparrow could give her.
There was nothing really to stop her. Her father would be angry, yes, but he would never catch them if she didn't want to be found. And he was there, her fiance and the man that had loved her since the day he met her but he couldn't deny her anything. If she wanted what Jack offered, then he would be powerless to stop it. He'd even allow it, encourage her, if it meant she'd be happy, truly and deeply.
It was unfair, that she should fall for Jack, now of all times, just days around their wedding, and suddenly desire the life that he couldn't give her, and in time he supposed that he could be able to come to accept it, perhaps even be happy for them.
He watched her stare down the horizon as they sailed to Jack's rescue, silent and separated by the width of the ship and so much more. This was their last time together, he had come to accept that, and while he wanted desperately to do nothing more than to go over to her and make the most of that time, make memories to last him through the months after she left, he couldn't do it. Her heart was with another man, in another place, and it just hurt too much to try with her. He was giving up, letting go, allowing it to happen.
He was just Will Turner, blacksmith, gentleman and he was Jack Sparrow, pirate, rogue. The contest for the heart of Elizabeth Swanne was over before it even started. Will never stood a chance.