Really Bad Eggs
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Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › Het - Male/Female › Jack/Elizabeth
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
12
Views:
5,451
Reviews:
27
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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What Dreams May Come
A-N: I thought that maybe my muse was completely exhausted with this story, hence the lack of updates...but as I was re-reading it today...le muse bit me..quite hard in fact :rubbing booty: So...here is the next installment of Really Bad Eggs. Enjoy
When Jake woke, he noticed that he was not in his bed. Rather, he was laying upon the softest, whitest sand he had ever seen. He rose up to his elbows, and looked around confused. "What the bloody....TIA!" he bellowed out, wincing as he rolled onto his feet. 'Did that bloody harlot drug me and maroon me on a bloody island!' he thought to himself and he took a few steps. "TIA YOU GET YOUR BLOODY ARSE HERE RIGHT NOW!!" he bellowed again, looking around the lush surroundings, hoping that maybe ol' Tia was just playing a prank on him.
"Love, what is the matter?" came a soft, sweet, all too familiar voice from behind him. Jack spun around and came face to face with...Lizzie. But, she wasn't the Lizzie he had been seeing these last few days. No, this Lizzie was smiling softly, and her hands were resting on the curve of her....belly? Jack openly gawked as a very pregnant Elizabeth Swann waddled over to him and kissed his cheek.
"Elizabeth??" he croaked out, backing away from her. Elizabeth looked a little confused at his antics.
"What's wrong love, you act as if you don't recognize me," she asked, while her brow furrowed.
"You...uh...ah..your...your.....with child!" he said lamely, wishing for a rather large bottle of rum at this particular moment.
"Well of course, silly,"She laughed as she took a few more steps closer to him. "You are the one that helped create it." She stopped as she scrutinized him. "Jack, please stop it. You are starting to frighten me."
"Me...create...no! No, no, no, you are meaning the whelp..I mean..Will did that," He said, pointing at her large belly.
A look of hurt crossed her face. "That's not funny, Jack," she whispered, crossing her arms over her belly. "You know we haven't talked about Will since he...died."
"Okay...this is a dream...you are not real. Whatever Tia gave me is making me dream.."Jack babbled as he began to pace.
"Jack...this is no dream..You and I have been together ever since Will died....We got married at the Brethren Court...remember?" Elizabeth said, touching his arm. The touch felt real....like it wasn't a dream after all.
"But...what...I...I'm bloody well confused!" Jack said helplessly, reaching out to touch his Lizzie's beautiful face. She faded away into nothingness. "I knew it was a dream!" Jack said, somewhat triumphantly, and somewhat disappointed.
"Of course this be a dream..." said the voice of Tia Dalma as the surroundings faded to nothing. Just empty white space. "This be showing what your heart truly desires." Jack spun around, trying to find Tia, but no one was there. No beautiful island, no pregnant Lizzie, no ocean...nothing.
"So yer sayin that I want to knock up Lizzie?" he shouted at the nothingness.
"No wicked Jack...I be sayin that you want a future wit her...a future where you and she can be happy and raise a family." Tia's voice continued.
"NOT BLOODY LIKELY!" Jack bellowed, still looking around frantically. This...blankness was worse than the Locker.
"Iffen that is what you want to be thinking......"Tia's voice chuckled softly.
"Why are you doing this Tia?" Jack demanded, getting angry at the petite woman.
"Who says that I am?" The voice changed to that of Hector Barbossa.
"Maybe I just want to make yer life miserable," Barbossa cackled.
"Well yer doing a right bloody good job of it!" Jack bit out.
The voice changed again.
"Maybe I just want to show you what can be yours if you want it," Lizzie's voice said simply. Jack covered his ears with his hands.
"STOP IT!!! STOP IT STOP IT STOP!!!" rough hands shook him awake as Jack Sparrow bellowed in his sleep. He came to quickly, pulling his pistol out from under his pillow and pointing it at whoever was shaking him. Gibbs backed away, slowly. "Da bloody hell you doin?" he barked at Gibbs.
"You...were er...screamin in yer sleep capt'n. Was just tryin to wake ya up," Gibbs said, inching closer to the door.
"Well...er...KNOCK NEXT TIME!" Jack bellowed before laying back down onto his bed with a sigh. "Remind me to never drink anything Tia gives me again," he muttered.
"Er..capt'n...Tia hasn't been in your quarters all day.. She's been down in the hold with Turner and Ms. Swann," Gibbs said, as he opened the door.
"What?" Jack asked, as he rose up to his elbows.
When Jake woke, he noticed that he was not in his bed. Rather, he was laying upon the softest, whitest sand he had ever seen. He rose up to his elbows, and looked around confused. "What the bloody....TIA!" he bellowed out, wincing as he rolled onto his feet. 'Did that bloody harlot drug me and maroon me on a bloody island!' he thought to himself and he took a few steps. "TIA YOU GET YOUR BLOODY ARSE HERE RIGHT NOW!!" he bellowed again, looking around the lush surroundings, hoping that maybe ol' Tia was just playing a prank on him.
"Love, what is the matter?" came a soft, sweet, all too familiar voice from behind him. Jack spun around and came face to face with...Lizzie. But, she wasn't the Lizzie he had been seeing these last few days. No, this Lizzie was smiling softly, and her hands were resting on the curve of her....belly? Jack openly gawked as a very pregnant Elizabeth Swann waddled over to him and kissed his cheek.
"Elizabeth??" he croaked out, backing away from her. Elizabeth looked a little confused at his antics.
"What's wrong love, you act as if you don't recognize me," she asked, while her brow furrowed.
"You...uh...ah..your...your.....with child!" he said lamely, wishing for a rather large bottle of rum at this particular moment.
"Well of course, silly,"She laughed as she took a few more steps closer to him. "You are the one that helped create it." She stopped as she scrutinized him. "Jack, please stop it. You are starting to frighten me."
"Me...create...no! No, no, no, you are meaning the whelp..I mean..Will did that," He said, pointing at her large belly.
A look of hurt crossed her face. "That's not funny, Jack," she whispered, crossing her arms over her belly. "You know we haven't talked about Will since he...died."
"Okay...this is a dream...you are not real. Whatever Tia gave me is making me dream.."Jack babbled as he began to pace.
"Jack...this is no dream..You and I have been together ever since Will died....We got married at the Brethren Court...remember?" Elizabeth said, touching his arm. The touch felt real....like it wasn't a dream after all.
"But...what...I...I'm bloody well confused!" Jack said helplessly, reaching out to touch his Lizzie's beautiful face. She faded away into nothingness. "I knew it was a dream!" Jack said, somewhat triumphantly, and somewhat disappointed.
"Of course this be a dream..." said the voice of Tia Dalma as the surroundings faded to nothing. Just empty white space. "This be showing what your heart truly desires." Jack spun around, trying to find Tia, but no one was there. No beautiful island, no pregnant Lizzie, no ocean...nothing.
"So yer sayin that I want to knock up Lizzie?" he shouted at the nothingness.
"No wicked Jack...I be sayin that you want a future wit her...a future where you and she can be happy and raise a family." Tia's voice continued.
"NOT BLOODY LIKELY!" Jack bellowed, still looking around frantically. This...blankness was worse than the Locker.
"Iffen that is what you want to be thinking......"Tia's voice chuckled softly.
"Why are you doing this Tia?" Jack demanded, getting angry at the petite woman.
"Who says that I am?" The voice changed to that of Hector Barbossa.
"Maybe I just want to make yer life miserable," Barbossa cackled.
"Well yer doing a right bloody good job of it!" Jack bit out.
The voice changed again.
"Maybe I just want to show you what can be yours if you want it," Lizzie's voice said simply. Jack covered his ears with his hands.
"STOP IT!!! STOP IT STOP IT STOP!!!" rough hands shook him awake as Jack Sparrow bellowed in his sleep. He came to quickly, pulling his pistol out from under his pillow and pointing it at whoever was shaking him. Gibbs backed away, slowly. "Da bloody hell you doin?" he barked at Gibbs.
"You...were er...screamin in yer sleep capt'n. Was just tryin to wake ya up," Gibbs said, inching closer to the door.
"Well...er...KNOCK NEXT TIME!" Jack bellowed before laying back down onto his bed with a sigh. "Remind me to never drink anything Tia gives me again," he muttered.
"Er..capt'n...Tia hasn't been in your quarters all day.. She's been down in the hold with Turner and Ms. Swann," Gibbs said, as he opened the door.
"What?" Jack asked, as he rose up to his elbows.