I've had this sitting on my hard drive for about two years, and was inspired to finish it up for ladymouse2 as a birthday gift -- she's been asking for more Jack & Harry for a long time. Many thanks to my wonderful beta reader, hereswith!

( Harry lay, blinking at the shadowed ceiling of their bedroom. In the bed that was empty now, and ever would be, save for ghosts... )

I've been writing Harry & Jack for the 1sentence community. Can't post them there until all 50 are done, but I finished 25 so I thought I'd at least post those here. This is such a different universe to write in than canon PotC, and easier in some ways -- much less angst involved, certainly.

Many thanks to hereswith for beta reading, edits, and suggestions.

ETA: 6 ( Read more... )

Oh, can ye sew cushions and can ye sew sheets?
And can ye sing baluloo when the bairn greets?
And hie and baw birdie, and hie and baw lamb
And hie and baw birdie, my bonnie wee lamb.

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They’d stayed a few restful days in Barbados, but the island was now fading behind them as the Pearl made her way across the sunlit sea toward Jamaica. ( Read more... )

Post-Epilogue "Deleted Scene"

( Gifted with a feverish cold )

Epilogue: Nap Time
( Jack Sparrow called a greeting to Rachel )

Chapter Fifteen: All's Well

( Jack emerged from below decks and strode back to the table where his friends were gathered )

Chapter Fourteen: From the Frying Pan to the Fire

( Harry! No! )

Chapter Thirteen: Lady Luck

( Jack righted himself with some difficulty and sat, leaning against the rough wall )

Chapter Twelve: …Something Beginning With 'S'
( Ships. Ships of war. )

Chapter Eleven: I Spy With My Little Eye…

( Harry gave a horrified shriek and dropped the pistol )