Open Waters
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Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
8
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1,704
Reviews:
16
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The Wedding
Olivia glanced around the beautiful room filled with white lace and silver wedding bells. Delicate streamers of white and silver cascaded down the columns at the front of the church while bouquets of flowers were arranged at each sitting for the guests. It looked like a celebration fit for a queen and Elizabeth looked stunning in her satin lace gown.
She had never seen anything so beautiful in all her life but it pained her to think that something this wonderful would never happen to her - especially with the man she had once hoped.
~
Jack Sparrow sat quietly in the back of the room - hidden by the majority of the guests - feeling rather out of place in the church setting. It seemed as though the preachers eyes were on him at all times and it caused his skin to crawl. Although you wouldn't think it by looking at him he was a God fearing man.
Will Turner had been a good friend to him in the past and he felt obligated to attend his wedding to the beautiful Ms. Swann but in all honesty he just wanted to be as far away from Port Royal as his ship would allow. Olivia Winslet would surely be the death of him if he didn't vacate the isle soon.
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"Olivia.. Olivia, dear.. miss Elizabeth desires to speak with you - it is of great importance and we must hurry."
The wedding ceremony was to begin when the large clock in the middle of the town rang twelve. They had twenty minutes.
"She's down this way.." The maid assured, half pulling Olivia down the hall and into the brides chambers. Elizabeth was sitting at the vanity looking as beautiful as ever with her hair pulled back in tight curls. A circle of flowers held the long veil over the nervous expression on her face. "Olivia, one of my bridesmaids has taken ill. You are the only person I know that can fit into her dress - will you stand in for her?" She asked, her worried expression showing through the fake smile.
"Of course, Elizabeth. You've been so kind to me these past few days I would do anything to help.."
With that said one of the maids grabbed her arm and jerked her towards a smaller vanity and began yanking on her hair with a comb and pick. "We'll have you dolled up and ready to wed in minutes, mam." She teased with a smile - begging Olivia's pardon as she pulled a little to hard on her golden strands.
~
Jack stood to his feet nervously as an elderly lady at the piano began to play the wedding march and the guests took their stand - turning to watch the bridesmaids and groomsmen walk into the room together before Elizabeth and the Governor. Olivia glanced towards Jack - unmistakable in the crowd with his pirates clothes and long, thick hair - meeting his eyes quickly before she returned to her task and took the arm of the groomsman that escorted her down the isle.
His dark eyes burned into her back but she restrained herself from looking his way - running her hands down the beautiful dress Elizabeth had picked out for her wedding. The fabric was smooth like silk but light and comfortable against her skin - long white lace and pink satin with a deep purple corset. The maids had fixed her hair lovely - long soft curls with small flowers here and there. She was a vision - as lovely as the bride herself. Jack wiped the drool from his lips and took in a needed breath. He was in Gods house and in the presence of the Lord - he shouldn't be having these feelings but Olivia was so tempting, like a forbidden fruit he just had to taste.
Jack sighed, thinking of anything but the beautiful woman standing just a few feet away. He finally set eyes on the lady at the piano - snarling his nose at the thought before returning his gaze to Olivia.
Somewhere between Olivia walking by him and standing at the front Elizabeth and Will had came into the picture and were murmuring to one another. A few of the women stood with their tissues to their eyes - the men staring blankly - Olivia staring at him. Jack didn't know what to do - or if he should do anything. He had tempted the devil many times before but now there was so much at stake. He didn't want to leave Port Royal with Olivia hating him and he knew he was on thin ice when it came to her anyway so he returned to his seat and looked at the rings on his hands.
"Do you, Will Turner take Elizabeth Swann to be your wife? To have and to hold, in sickness and in health - till death do you part?"
"I do.." Will croaked nervously, smiling at Elizabeth as they took each others hands. They stared lovingly into one another’s eyes. "..and do you, Ms. Swann take Will Turner to be your husband? To have and to hold, in sickness and in health - till death do you part?"
Olivia and Jacks eyes met again.
"I do.."
~
Elizabeth and Will had vanished to their newly built home in town to bask in one another’s marital glory; leaving Olivia alone to wander the streets in her beautiful wedding gift - the bridesmaid dress. She really did look to fancy to be walking along the town without a man by her side but she hadn't much else to pick from when it came to wardrobe.
It was going to be hard living here.
The unmistakable sight of black sails against a deep blue sky caused a sigh of regret past through her lips as she turned her head in dismay. The Governor was allowing her to stay in one of the smaller houses along the shore until she found a suitable husband so she decided to make way towards shore and figure the rest out once she got there.
~
"Alright ye bunch of land lubbers! We've been docked here to long! Bring up the sails full stride and get this vessel in the water!" Mr. Gibbs yelled loudly - watching as the men went their ways and began pulling ropes and swabbing decks. They were all a little to eager to get back to the sea but a few of the men still enjoyed the sights on land.
"What do we have here? A stow away, aye? Not bad on the eyes like the last one we threw overboard.." One of the large men declared, grabbing Olivia's arm with a greasy - dirty hand. He jerked her towards him and took in a deep breath of her hair - grinning a toothless grin as she cried out and jerked her arm away. "Keep your hands to yourself. I'm here to see Captain Jack Sparrow."
"Ye be the whore that's kept us from the sea all this time, aye? I have half mind to throw you overboard myself." Another pirate growled, leering towards her as she backed up into someone’s chest and yelped in surprise. Perhaps boarding the Black Pearl one last time - just to say goodbye to an old friend wasn't such a good idea. Olivia turned around slowly and looked up at the man she had bumped into - thankful to see Jack staring down at her.
"Jack.. I.."
"What are you doing here?"
He didn't seem happy to see her nor was there any comfort in his voice or compassion for her actions. A woman boarding a ship without the captains knowing or the act of parlay was a foolish act indeed. She really didn't know the dangers she had opened herself to just now - these men hadn't seen a woman in months - some years.
"I just wanted to say goodbye Jack... wish you a safe voyage... ask you to come visit sometime, perhaps if you are in close range of the island.."
She knew better then that - the look he was giving her told her that he wouldn't be back. He wasn't a man to make the same mistake twice. Jack closed his eyes for a moment and rubbed his index finger and thumb over the lids - the pain in her voice caused his stomach to ache - right in the center like a tight ball of grief. He opened his eyes after a moment and placed his hands on her arms, surprised at how cold they felt. She was still wearing the dress Elizabeth had given her after the ceremony - her hair still up in pins and flowers. Another deep shot of pain took place in his abdomen.
"That be yer piece of ass there captain or can the rest of us have a taste?"
Jack spun around quickly and drew his pistol - cocking and pointing it at the pirate who had said such a thing's head.
"If another word slips past that vile snakes tongue of yours I'll kill you where you stand." He growled, narrowing his eyes in all seriousness of the situation. The pirate muttered his apologies and took a few steps back before disappearing below the deck. The crowd that had gathered scattered quickly and they were left nearly alone on the deck besides Mr. Gibbs. Jack took Olivia by the hand and guided her towards his cabin - turning his head to the side as he passed Gibbs.
"Do not set sail until you have my word - tell the crewmen to talk a walk.."
"Aye, captain."
~
TBC
She had never seen anything so beautiful in all her life but it pained her to think that something this wonderful would never happen to her - especially with the man she had once hoped.
~
Jack Sparrow sat quietly in the back of the room - hidden by the majority of the guests - feeling rather out of place in the church setting. It seemed as though the preachers eyes were on him at all times and it caused his skin to crawl. Although you wouldn't think it by looking at him he was a God fearing man.
Will Turner had been a good friend to him in the past and he felt obligated to attend his wedding to the beautiful Ms. Swann but in all honesty he just wanted to be as far away from Port Royal as his ship would allow. Olivia Winslet would surely be the death of him if he didn't vacate the isle soon.
~
"Olivia.. Olivia, dear.. miss Elizabeth desires to speak with you - it is of great importance and we must hurry."
The wedding ceremony was to begin when the large clock in the middle of the town rang twelve. They had twenty minutes.
"She's down this way.." The maid assured, half pulling Olivia down the hall and into the brides chambers. Elizabeth was sitting at the vanity looking as beautiful as ever with her hair pulled back in tight curls. A circle of flowers held the long veil over the nervous expression on her face. "Olivia, one of my bridesmaids has taken ill. You are the only person I know that can fit into her dress - will you stand in for her?" She asked, her worried expression showing through the fake smile.
"Of course, Elizabeth. You've been so kind to me these past few days I would do anything to help.."
With that said one of the maids grabbed her arm and jerked her towards a smaller vanity and began yanking on her hair with a comb and pick. "We'll have you dolled up and ready to wed in minutes, mam." She teased with a smile - begging Olivia's pardon as she pulled a little to hard on her golden strands.
~
Jack stood to his feet nervously as an elderly lady at the piano began to play the wedding march and the guests took their stand - turning to watch the bridesmaids and groomsmen walk into the room together before Elizabeth and the Governor. Olivia glanced towards Jack - unmistakable in the crowd with his pirates clothes and long, thick hair - meeting his eyes quickly before she returned to her task and took the arm of the groomsman that escorted her down the isle.
His dark eyes burned into her back but she restrained herself from looking his way - running her hands down the beautiful dress Elizabeth had picked out for her wedding. The fabric was smooth like silk but light and comfortable against her skin - long white lace and pink satin with a deep purple corset. The maids had fixed her hair lovely - long soft curls with small flowers here and there. She was a vision - as lovely as the bride herself. Jack wiped the drool from his lips and took in a needed breath. He was in Gods house and in the presence of the Lord - he shouldn't be having these feelings but Olivia was so tempting, like a forbidden fruit he just had to taste.
Jack sighed, thinking of anything but the beautiful woman standing just a few feet away. He finally set eyes on the lady at the piano - snarling his nose at the thought before returning his gaze to Olivia.
Somewhere between Olivia walking by him and standing at the front Elizabeth and Will had came into the picture and were murmuring to one another. A few of the women stood with their tissues to their eyes - the men staring blankly - Olivia staring at him. Jack didn't know what to do - or if he should do anything. He had tempted the devil many times before but now there was so much at stake. He didn't want to leave Port Royal with Olivia hating him and he knew he was on thin ice when it came to her anyway so he returned to his seat and looked at the rings on his hands.
"Do you, Will Turner take Elizabeth Swann to be your wife? To have and to hold, in sickness and in health - till death do you part?"
"I do.." Will croaked nervously, smiling at Elizabeth as they took each others hands. They stared lovingly into one another’s eyes. "..and do you, Ms. Swann take Will Turner to be your husband? To have and to hold, in sickness and in health - till death do you part?"
Olivia and Jacks eyes met again.
"I do.."
~
Elizabeth and Will had vanished to their newly built home in town to bask in one another’s marital glory; leaving Olivia alone to wander the streets in her beautiful wedding gift - the bridesmaid dress. She really did look to fancy to be walking along the town without a man by her side but she hadn't much else to pick from when it came to wardrobe.
It was going to be hard living here.
The unmistakable sight of black sails against a deep blue sky caused a sigh of regret past through her lips as she turned her head in dismay. The Governor was allowing her to stay in one of the smaller houses along the shore until she found a suitable husband so she decided to make way towards shore and figure the rest out once she got there.
~
"Alright ye bunch of land lubbers! We've been docked here to long! Bring up the sails full stride and get this vessel in the water!" Mr. Gibbs yelled loudly - watching as the men went their ways and began pulling ropes and swabbing decks. They were all a little to eager to get back to the sea but a few of the men still enjoyed the sights on land.
"What do we have here? A stow away, aye? Not bad on the eyes like the last one we threw overboard.." One of the large men declared, grabbing Olivia's arm with a greasy - dirty hand. He jerked her towards him and took in a deep breath of her hair - grinning a toothless grin as she cried out and jerked her arm away. "Keep your hands to yourself. I'm here to see Captain Jack Sparrow."
"Ye be the whore that's kept us from the sea all this time, aye? I have half mind to throw you overboard myself." Another pirate growled, leering towards her as she backed up into someone’s chest and yelped in surprise. Perhaps boarding the Black Pearl one last time - just to say goodbye to an old friend wasn't such a good idea. Olivia turned around slowly and looked up at the man she had bumped into - thankful to see Jack staring down at her.
"Jack.. I.."
"What are you doing here?"
He didn't seem happy to see her nor was there any comfort in his voice or compassion for her actions. A woman boarding a ship without the captains knowing or the act of parlay was a foolish act indeed. She really didn't know the dangers she had opened herself to just now - these men hadn't seen a woman in months - some years.
"I just wanted to say goodbye Jack... wish you a safe voyage... ask you to come visit sometime, perhaps if you are in close range of the island.."
She knew better then that - the look he was giving her told her that he wouldn't be back. He wasn't a man to make the same mistake twice. Jack closed his eyes for a moment and rubbed his index finger and thumb over the lids - the pain in her voice caused his stomach to ache - right in the center like a tight ball of grief. He opened his eyes after a moment and placed his hands on her arms, surprised at how cold they felt. She was still wearing the dress Elizabeth had given her after the ceremony - her hair still up in pins and flowers. Another deep shot of pain took place in his abdomen.
"That be yer piece of ass there captain or can the rest of us have a taste?"
Jack spun around quickly and drew his pistol - cocking and pointing it at the pirate who had said such a thing's head.
"If another word slips past that vile snakes tongue of yours I'll kill you where you stand." He growled, narrowing his eyes in all seriousness of the situation. The pirate muttered his apologies and took a few steps back before disappearing below the deck. The crowd that had gathered scattered quickly and they were left nearly alone on the deck besides Mr. Gibbs. Jack took Olivia by the hand and guided her towards his cabin - turning his head to the side as he passed Gibbs.
"Do not set sail until you have my word - tell the crewmen to talk a walk.."
"Aye, captain."
~
TBC