Ever Changing as the Sea- 1/26 J/E
Warning- Jack/Elizabeth, Will/OC
Rating-Pg-13
Summary- Set in mid AWE, Elizabeth finds a way to travel back in time to save Jack from his horrible fate. Things begin to go better with Jack, however, and she doesn't wish to travel back in time any longer. The morning, she wakes up back in her bedroom at port royal, thinking everything is a dream...
Ever Changing as the Sea
By Lizzylove4everChapter 1
It was dusky and very humid below deck. It was so hot it was getting hard for her to breathe. Elizabeth wished to venture back upstairs, but there was no way she could face him right now. Not like the deck would be any better anyway. They had been sailing back from the locker through the most dreadful heat she had ever experienced. But Elizabeth could care less about the weather. She was sure Jack hated her and he had every reason to. The dehydration from the heat was nothing to the feeling that ailed her most.
Guilt. Mind numbing, stomach twisting guilt. Even after they had rescued Jack, nothing had changed. Jack Sparrow hadn't forgiven her. He hadn't even given her a chance to explain, to say she was sorry. Not only was he not talking to her, but he was avoiding her completely. So that is why she preferred to spend the blazing hot days down in the musty, old cellar below deck. If he didn't want to talk to her then she didn't have to talk to him. But she need to talk to him, to free her from the guilt that was unsurpassable without his forgiveness. But that's impossible. Jack would never forgive her. And why should he? Why would anyone forgive his murderer?
Elizabeth felt like a horrible person. She was so ashamed of herself. Why had she done that? There must have been another way to save them all besides killing a man who had been a faithful friend to her and saved her life countless times just when he let his guard down! He had let his guard down. Captain Jack Sparrow had let his guard down! He had opened up to her like he had never down with anyone else. And how did she repay him? By stabbing a knife into his back.
He had saved them all. Again. Jack had done the right thing. He was a good man, and that lead him to his death.
He was willing to give up his most prized possession, The Black Pearl, the ship he had sold his soul for, just so they could all escape. He had sailed the seven seas just to get The Pearl back, and he had to witness her sinking to the depths, along with his soul.
"We are a lot alike, you know. You and I. I and you. Us."
He was right. He was always right. They were very much alike. The both wanted the same things.
"You long for freedom, to do what you want because you want it, to act on selfish impulse. One day, you won't be able to resist. You're going to want to know what it tastes like."
She had acted on selfish impulse. The kiss. No! She loved will, and he loved her back. The kiss was just lust, a foolish act of desire. It ment nothing. Even if it had, she had killed that just like she had killed Jack.
"To Freedom"
"T' the Pearl. Cause what The Pearl really is, is freedom."
She loved that ship almost as much as her captain did. The Black Pearl was her home. Or at least it used to be.
Will wished to return to Port Royal and live the life that he had always dreamed of, but her? Port Royal was never in any of her dreams. All of her dreams included salty wind blowing through her hair, and a ships wheel beneath her fingertips.
There was no place for her now though. She was almost certain she was not welcome on The Pearl anymore. Elizabeth and Jack had barely spoken, which did nothing to soothe her nerves and sadness. She hated herself for leaving Jack to the Kraken and also for betraying Will. She had kissed Jack. She had cheated, no matter how many times she told herself that was the only way she could save Will, the more she knew, deep down inside, that it was a lie. She hadn't even managed to tell Will about it before...
"Oh, she hasn't told you. Ye'll have lots t'talk about while yer here."
Why hadn't she told him? Was she afraid that Will would hate after killing Jack? Or was it the kissing part of the story she was more worried about?
Two Betrayals. Two men that meant the world to her. Lies. When had she become such a wretched, untrustworthy, wicked....
"Pirate."
She could still the ring of the chains, and taste the rum and spices on his breathe.
"I'm not sorry." She lied under her breathe, looking to the his dark eyes that shone with a mixture of pride and betrayal.
"Peas in a Pod, Darling."
She had come over to his side in the end, and he hers, their sides reversed. Jack was a good man...Maybe they weren't so alike after all.
Footsteps echoed as the came down the steps. Elizabeth looked up in shock, hoping that it wouldn't be the man who so occupied her thoughts.
Tia Dalma looked at Elizabeth with sadness, not seeing the innocent, naive Governors daughter that once was.
"Elizabeth Swann. Dere seems to be many dings dat ail you. and one is to dink it is not de dreadful heat of dese doldrums."Recited Tia as she crossed the cellar, making her way slowly to where Elizabeth sat on the dirty floor of the cellar.
"I just feel awful. I though that once we rescued him, everything would be back to the way it used to be." Elizabeth moved over to make room for Tia as Tia pulled out a rum bottle and handed in to Elizabeth. "I just wish there was a way I could take it all back."Elizabeth said with a sigh as she took a swig from the bottle.
"What did you say?" Tia integrated loudly.
"I said..."
"Do you really mean dat?"Tia said snatching elizabeth's hand from the rum bottle and grasping it tightly.
"Um...Yes...Of course I would change it if I could. How can you even ask that?" Asked Elizabeth, slightly hurt that the woman had little faith in her.
"Dere is a way dat I know of to change the past."
"I...I...I don't understand." Elizabeth said at a lost for words.
"Dere is a way for a guilty soul to save de one dey condemned to death by going back in dime."
"Really?"
"Dere is a Pendent. A Pendent dat can make dime like De Sea itself: Always moving and ever changing." Tia Pulled the necklace out of the pocket of her skirt and handed it to Elizabeth. "Dis Pendent can change not just you future but others as well." Tia stared deeply into Elizabeth's eyes, making her feel uncomfortable. "But be warned, for it only works once. Once you change something, there is not going back." Elizabeth finally managed to pull her eyes from the goddess' gaze and examined the necklace in he palm of her hand. It had a charm in the middle that was a silver shell covered with coral and plants of the ocean. The shell had almost a metallic look, and when she turned it in her hand, it reflected the light and turned different shades of blue. The necklace did look like the sea itself. The blue coral and plants outlining the outer edges and the shell looking like the ocean waves when it moved. Not only that, but in the left hand corner, imbedded in the shell, was a black pearl. This reminded her of The Black Pearl sailing on the ocean.
"It's beautiful." SHe whispered, knowing the necklace had some sort of power hidden inside it. "How does it work?"
"You must be truly sorry in order for it to work and you must have part of de person who's future you are changing."
"Meaning..."Elizabeth asked, slightly confused.
"In order to change someone else's fate, meaning Jack Sparrow's, you must have dat person with you."
"Jack would never.."
"No, no, not Jack. You must obtain a piece of the person." The Goddess explained.
"Literally or figuratively?"
Tia Dalma chuckled. "Both. It must be a part of him physically and spiritually."
"By Spiritually you mean..." Elizabeth questioned, remembering Jacks "Marr-i-age" Proposal.
"Him Heart..." Elizabeth started to panic. Elizabeth could see it. His heart in her hands, thudding and pounding to a steady beat. Just like Davy Jones'. She could see herself standing above Jack's almost lifeless body, his face twisted in pain. THe only movement she could see was his chest shuddering violently, begging for air. But then, suddenly, the heart stops moving. The rhythmic beat ceases. His chest that was rising up and down comes to a abrupt halt, all expression wiping off his face.
Elizabeth looked down at her hands. Just a moment ago the heart had been moving soundly, keeping Jack alive. But when she looked down she didn't only see the heart, but a knife as well. She had stabbed him in the heart. She had betrayed his trust. She had killed him.
Elizabeth threw her head in her hands and burst into tears without warning. Why was she acting like this? Maybe she had misunderstood?
Elizabeth wiped her tears away and opened her eyes. She tilted her head to the side, brushing away the last of the tears and squinted to see Tia Dalma. But she had disappeared into nowhere. Now Elizabeth would never know the ture meaning.
Getting up, Elizabeth stuffed the necklace into her breeches pocket and headed for the stairs.
Then she head the creaking sound of a door opening from the rum cellar.
Rating-Pg-13
Summary- Set in mid AWE, Elizabeth finds a way to travel back in time to save Jack from his horrible fate. Things begin to go better with Jack, however, and she doesn't wish to travel back in time any longer. The morning, she wakes up back in her bedroom at port royal, thinking everything is a dream...
Ever Changing as the Sea
By Lizzylove4everChapter 1
It was dusky and very humid below deck. It was so hot it was getting hard for her to breathe. Elizabeth wished to venture back upstairs, but there was no way she could face him right now. Not like the deck would be any better anyway. They had been sailing back from the locker through the most dreadful heat she had ever experienced. But Elizabeth could care less about the weather. She was sure Jack hated her and he had every reason to. The dehydration from the heat was nothing to the feeling that ailed her most.
Guilt. Mind numbing, stomach twisting guilt. Even after they had rescued Jack, nothing had changed. Jack Sparrow hadn't forgiven her. He hadn't even given her a chance to explain, to say she was sorry. Not only was he not talking to her, but he was avoiding her completely. So that is why she preferred to spend the blazing hot days down in the musty, old cellar below deck. If he didn't want to talk to her then she didn't have to talk to him. But she need to talk to him, to free her from the guilt that was unsurpassable without his forgiveness. But that's impossible. Jack would never forgive her. And why should he? Why would anyone forgive his murderer?
Elizabeth felt like a horrible person. She was so ashamed of herself. Why had she done that? There must have been another way to save them all besides killing a man who had been a faithful friend to her and saved her life countless times just when he let his guard down! He had let his guard down. Captain Jack Sparrow had let his guard down! He had opened up to her like he had never down with anyone else. And how did she repay him? By stabbing a knife into his back.
He had saved them all. Again. Jack had done the right thing. He was a good man, and that lead him to his death.
He was willing to give up his most prized possession, The Black Pearl, the ship he had sold his soul for, just so they could all escape. He had sailed the seven seas just to get The Pearl back, and he had to witness her sinking to the depths, along with his soul.
"We are a lot alike, you know. You and I. I and you. Us."
He was right. He was always right. They were very much alike. The both wanted the same things.
"You long for freedom, to do what you want because you want it, to act on selfish impulse. One day, you won't be able to resist. You're going to want to know what it tastes like."
She had acted on selfish impulse. The kiss. No! She loved will, and he loved her back. The kiss was just lust, a foolish act of desire. It ment nothing. Even if it had, she had killed that just like she had killed Jack.
"To Freedom"
"T' the Pearl. Cause what The Pearl really is, is freedom."
She loved that ship almost as much as her captain did. The Black Pearl was her home. Or at least it used to be.
Will wished to return to Port Royal and live the life that he had always dreamed of, but her? Port Royal was never in any of her dreams. All of her dreams included salty wind blowing through her hair, and a ships wheel beneath her fingertips.
There was no place for her now though. She was almost certain she was not welcome on The Pearl anymore. Elizabeth and Jack had barely spoken, which did nothing to soothe her nerves and sadness. She hated herself for leaving Jack to the Kraken and also for betraying Will. She had kissed Jack. She had cheated, no matter how many times she told herself that was the only way she could save Will, the more she knew, deep down inside, that it was a lie. She hadn't even managed to tell Will about it before...
"Oh, she hasn't told you. Ye'll have lots t'talk about while yer here."
Why hadn't she told him? Was she afraid that Will would hate after killing Jack? Or was it the kissing part of the story she was more worried about?
Two Betrayals. Two men that meant the world to her. Lies. When had she become such a wretched, untrustworthy, wicked....
"Pirate."
She could still the ring of the chains, and taste the rum and spices on his breathe.
"I'm not sorry." She lied under her breathe, looking to the his dark eyes that shone with a mixture of pride and betrayal.
"Peas in a Pod, Darling."
She had come over to his side in the end, and he hers, their sides reversed. Jack was a good man...Maybe they weren't so alike after all.
Footsteps echoed as the came down the steps. Elizabeth looked up in shock, hoping that it wouldn't be the man who so occupied her thoughts.
Tia Dalma looked at Elizabeth with sadness, not seeing the innocent, naive Governors daughter that once was.
"Elizabeth Swann. Dere seems to be many dings dat ail you. and one is to dink it is not de dreadful heat of dese doldrums."Recited Tia as she crossed the cellar, making her way slowly to where Elizabeth sat on the dirty floor of the cellar.
"I just feel awful. I though that once we rescued him, everything would be back to the way it used to be." Elizabeth moved over to make room for Tia as Tia pulled out a rum bottle and handed in to Elizabeth. "I just wish there was a way I could take it all back."Elizabeth said with a sigh as she took a swig from the bottle.
"What did you say?" Tia integrated loudly.
"I said..."
"Do you really mean dat?"Tia said snatching elizabeth's hand from the rum bottle and grasping it tightly.
"Um...Yes...Of course I would change it if I could. How can you even ask that?" Asked Elizabeth, slightly hurt that the woman had little faith in her.
"Dere is a way dat I know of to change the past."
"I...I...I don't understand." Elizabeth said at a lost for words.
"Dere is a way for a guilty soul to save de one dey condemned to death by going back in dime."
"Really?"
"Dere is a Pendent. A Pendent dat can make dime like De Sea itself: Always moving and ever changing." Tia Pulled the necklace out of the pocket of her skirt and handed it to Elizabeth. "Dis Pendent can change not just you future but others as well." Tia stared deeply into Elizabeth's eyes, making her feel uncomfortable. "But be warned, for it only works once. Once you change something, there is not going back." Elizabeth finally managed to pull her eyes from the goddess' gaze and examined the necklace in he palm of her hand. It had a charm in the middle that was a silver shell covered with coral and plants of the ocean. The shell had almost a metallic look, and when she turned it in her hand, it reflected the light and turned different shades of blue. The necklace did look like the sea itself. The blue coral and plants outlining the outer edges and the shell looking like the ocean waves when it moved. Not only that, but in the left hand corner, imbedded in the shell, was a black pearl. This reminded her of The Black Pearl sailing on the ocean.
"It's beautiful." SHe whispered, knowing the necklace had some sort of power hidden inside it. "How does it work?"
"You must be truly sorry in order for it to work and you must have part of de person who's future you are changing."
"Meaning..."Elizabeth asked, slightly confused.
"In order to change someone else's fate, meaning Jack Sparrow's, you must have dat person with you."
"Jack would never.."
"No, no, not Jack. You must obtain a piece of the person." The Goddess explained.
"Literally or figuratively?"
Tia Dalma chuckled. "Both. It must be a part of him physically and spiritually."
"By Spiritually you mean..." Elizabeth questioned, remembering Jacks "Marr-i-age" Proposal.
"Him Heart..." Elizabeth started to panic. Elizabeth could see it. His heart in her hands, thudding and pounding to a steady beat. Just like Davy Jones'. She could see herself standing above Jack's almost lifeless body, his face twisted in pain. THe only movement she could see was his chest shuddering violently, begging for air. But then, suddenly, the heart stops moving. The rhythmic beat ceases. His chest that was rising up and down comes to a abrupt halt, all expression wiping off his face.
Elizabeth looked down at her hands. Just a moment ago the heart had been moving soundly, keeping Jack alive. But when she looked down she didn't only see the heart, but a knife as well. She had stabbed him in the heart. She had betrayed his trust. She had killed him.
Elizabeth threw her head in her hands and burst into tears without warning. Why was she acting like this? Maybe she had misunderstood?
Elizabeth wiped her tears away and opened her eyes. She tilted her head to the side, brushing away the last of the tears and squinted to see Tia Dalma. But she had disappeared into nowhere. Now Elizabeth would never know the ture meaning.
Getting up, Elizabeth stuffed the necklace into her breeches pocket and headed for the stairs.
Then she head the creaking sound of a door opening from the rum cellar.