Tell me your dreams

Title: Tell me your dreams (6/16?)
Author: Mahie/EvenStar
Reply to: persefone_rj@hotmail.com
Pairing: Jack/Will
Rating: NC-17 (later)
See Part 0 for other info.
No infringement is intended.
'thoughts'
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Annamaria went back to the ship and Will headed for the path where he had seen Jack was going with the rent boy. Will was really excited. The rum had made him feel more secure and he just wanted to tell Jack the way he felt.
Will wandered through the darkened streets, smiling to himself. Though
he was worried because of Charles, and because he still didn't know the
real reason why his medallion was needed - /he/ was needed - Will had
been feeling happier these days. He had approached Jack and they were
friends now. Jack always called him to drink in his cabin, along with Gibbs and Anna,and he seemed to be trusting Will finally. Because of that Will was feeling really secure enough to try and tell Jack the way he felt. Of course, if everything went correctly, they would have to hide from Charles. Will wouldn't want to hurt his friend; Charles had no need to know. Though, Will realized, Charles would know eventually, as he wasn't a fool.
Will caught himself in a hidden alley. He didn't see Jack at all. He
Was going to turn back when he heard moaning.
Will walked slowly and hid himself next to someone's door when he saw
Jack and the rent boy. Jack was having his way with him and Will was
sure it wouldn't be the best time to talk to him. So he waited there.
Seeing Jack naked, his back glowing in the moonlight only made Will feel aroused. We wanted to touch himself, so he pulled down his pants and undergarments and just did it, while he watched Jack fucking the guy. Jack was so beautiful...Will was looking at him with a dreamy
expression.
He roughly jerked himself off and when he saw Jack was climaxing and
moaning loudly, he bit his lips painfully to avoid his own loud moans.
He came, not once tearing his eyes off of Jack.
Jack pulled himself off the rent boy and was going to pay him and go
back to the ship. Will thought it was the perfect opportunity to go and
talk to him. But before he could move, rentrent boy said:
"You can pay me half of the price...if you let me do something to
you..."
"What?" Jack asked, confused.
"If you let me be inside you, you can pay half of the service. What do you think?"
"I'm sorry, mate. I'm not used to it."
"Oh, love...you are so pretty..." he started kissing Jack again. "Just
this once..."
"No, but thank you." Jack stopped kissing him and was counting his
money. But the guy didn't give up...he pinned Jack to a wall and started taking off his pants again.
"I don't want it." Jack said, still calm. "Stop it."
Will was watching all of that with a frown. He was starting to get
angry. Why didn't this guy let Jack go?
"You will like it, honey," the rent boy said. "You're far too pretty for me not to have /my/ way with you,” and he violently pinned Jack to the wall.
Jack was starting to worry. He frowned and asked one last time:
"I'm going to say it once more, mate. Stop it, because I\ot dot doing it."
"Oh, yes, you are..." the guy wore now a different expression...a
dangerous one. "You are doing it because /I am/ telling you so. This street is empty...nobody's here...nobody is going to hear you..."
Now Jack /was/ scared.
"Come on," the guy said again. "It's better if you cooperate." he
turned Jack around and started taking off his own pants. Jack was going
to scream but the guy put a hand on his mouth:
"If you scream, I'm going to kill you. Fuck!!!"
Will couldn't take it anymore. He left the place he was and the next
thing he knew was that he was pointing the blade of his sword on the
guy's neck:
"He said he doesn't want it. Release him...now!!!" Will said loudly. "Or /I/ will kill you."
"Will you, honey?" the guy said and let Jack go. Jack breathed relieved
and started pulling up his pants. He saw Will and wanted so much to
kiss him...to ask him to be held...but not now...
"Yes." Will said. "Get lost."
"I don't think so, sweetie."
The guy pulled a small gun from his pocket and pointed to Will's
head. Will's eyes were wide open.
Jack didn't know how he had the courage to do it. Maybe it was because
he had dealt with it many times. But much probably because he wouldn't
stand to see Will die in front of him and know that he did nothing to
avoid it.
Jack pulled the gun from the man's hand and a shot was heard. A second
later, he saw Will was hurt and bleeding. His sword fell on the ground,
and Will fell as well. The bullet seemed to be in Will's chest or neck.
Jack panicked and when the guy picked up Will's sword to kill one of them, Jack didn't think twice. He shot the man in his heart.
"Will!!" Jack ran to him and lifted him from the ground. "Come on," he
took the gun and the sword and quickly went back to the ship. Will was
weak. He was losing a lot of blood. 'Oh, God, don't let him die.' Jack
prayed nervously. He couldn't stand if Will died because he was trying
to save him. He would never forgive himself; he had been the one who
had shot him. Of course, not deliberately. But it had been him. And he
couldn't stand to know it.
He got back on the ship swiftly and called the doctor first. When he
Saw Will was being treated, he called Gibbs:
"Let's go mate! Take the helm! We've been here in this damned city far
too long."
"What happened, Jack?"
"Will was shot. Let's go. Now," he was so crazy with worry that he didn't even remember that he had gave the crew leave for the night.
"Calm down, Jack, I need to count the people first. I don't know if everybody has already come back.”
"No, sir, /I/ will count them, for it was because of /you/ that we had to stop at this fucking port!"
"Take it easy, Jack, you're too nervous." Gibbs didn't feel angry with
Jack; he knew how much his friend liked Will.
Suddenly, Annamaria showed up:
"What happened? I heard you screaming at one another!"
"Will was shot." Gibbs said.
"What?!" Anna looked at Jack, who was almost crying. Then she saw Will lying unconscious and the doctor running from side to side. Anna ran to
him. Jack tried to regain his control and went to count the crew. He
breathed relieved when he realized everybody had already come back. He
told Gibbs:
"Everybody is here. Take the helm.”
Gibbs took the helm,and said uneasily:
"Let me know how' doi doing."
Jack nodded. He ran to Will's side. The boy's shirt was red with blood
and he had passed out. Anna was there, holding his hand and the doctor
was treating his wound. He had already removed the bullet and was putting a splint on his shoulder. Jack breathed relieved to know he had been shot in his shoulder and not in the neck or the chest as he was thinking.
The doctor left to get more splints for later and Anna asked Jack:
"How dt hat happen, Jack? He told me he was going after you."
"He did. I was with that fucking rent boy. He tried to rape me."
"What?!" Anna asked, astonished.
"Yes. Will must have seen it. He tried to save me. But he was
shot," his voice faltered.
"Oh, Jack," Annamaria hugged him tightly. "He's going to be okay."
The doctor came back and said:
"He was really lucky, sir. The bullet was millimeters away from his neck. If the bullet had reached his jugular vein, I'm afraid I could not have been able to help him.”
"Thank God," Jack released a breath and felt a single tear running down
his cheek.
"I think it would be better if he rested now. He passed out but he's
going to survive," the doctor said, assuring. "Anyway, he needs to rest for at least two days. Where can we put him? I think it's better not in the crew's quarters. There are many people there and he needs silence."
"I'll take him to me cabin," Jack said without thinking.
With that, Jack took Will in his arms caringly and took him to his cabin.
The doctor and Anna followed them. The doctor said before leaving:
"Can you change the splint later, sir?"
"Sure." Jack said.
"If you need anything, just call me," the doctor said.
"Thanks, mate. I will."
And so the doctor left, closing the door. Anna stayed some time more, and then left as well.
Jack stayed there with Will.
He caressed the boy's hair and his chest lovingly. 'Why did you do it, love? Why did you follow me?' He would have to ask Will later.
He laid down next to the boy, pulled Will to lay with his head on Jack’s chest and kissed his forehead before sleeping like a rock.
----
The next day, Will woke up with his head on Jack's chest. He was
stunned. But it felt so good...he didn't move at all. He just looked at the sleeping captain, wondering how he had gotten there. Will kissed Jack's chest and closed his eyes again.
Suddenly, he felt a hand caressing his hair. He smiled to himself, but
didn't dare to show Jack his smile. Now that he wasn't drunk, it would
be difficult, /again/ , to show any of his feelings for Jack.
Jack knew Will was awake; he had felt him kiss his chest. So he asked:
"How are ye feeling, Will?"
Will replied, a little embarrassed:
"I'm okay...though my shoulder hurts...what happened, Jack?"
As he was a little dizzy after the shot, he couldn't remember well. He
just remembered he had been shot and then everything became blurred.
"You were shot. But then I killed that fucking rboy.boy." Jack was
still enraged.
Will nodded. He still had his head on Jack’s chest. He lifted his head and looked into Jack's eyes. Jack's expression softened and he said:
"Thank you. I would've been raped if you hadn't saved me."
Will shook his head.
"No Jack. /You/ saved me. I would be dead now if you hadn't taken that
gun out off that guy's hand."
"Seems we're square, then." Jack smiled.
Will smiled at him and laid his head on Jack's chest again. Jack stroked his hair and then said:
"How's your shoulder?"
"It hurts when I move it, but nothing really serious."
"Good. Let me change this splint, then."
Jack stood up and did what he had to do. Will looked at him all the
while. It was so good to be so close to Jack, to have him taking care of him...it just felt so good...and Will noticed something - he had slept in Jack's cabin.
"Why am I here, in your cabin?"
"The doctor said you needed a calm place to rest. Silence. So I figured
it would be better if you stayed here with me."
'Stayed here with me.' Will thought dreamily. 'Oh, God.'
Jack finished changing the splint and then said:
"Rest now," he kissed Will's forehead softly.
And so he left, leaving an infatuated Will with his dreams. He slept
minutes after.
----
During the day, Will stayed in Jack's bed and the captain came to check
on him from time to time. He had even spent more time inside the cabin
with Will than at the helm or doing his other duties. Gibbs was at the
helm almost all day. Anna stayed with Will for some time, also.
Later, at night, Jack entered his cabin and Will was awake and seated on the bed. They smiled at one another and Jack sat beside him. He decided to ask what he was wanting to know since the night before, when he realized Will had followed him.
"Will?"
"Aye, Jack?"
"Why did you follow me yesterday?"
Will's cheeks burned. He didn't dare to tell the truth. So he said:
"I was worried...you were taking too long."
"Um," Jack said, confused.
They fell silent. Will was in love, but his confused mind didn't let him believe he could be loved back. He didn't really believe it. The night before, he was willing to try and tell Jack the way he felt, but didn't really believe Jack would love him back. He couldn't help feeling small beside Jack. He was just a blacksmith, for God's sake. /Why/ in heavens would Jack want something with him? Besides, he was much younger and he was a /virgin/. Jack wouldn't want to stay with him, Will was almost sure of that fact.
Jack seemed not to believe at all in what Will had said. So he asked
again:
"Was it only that?"
"I'm sorry, Jack. I know I shouldn't have gone after you. I..."
Jack cut him:
"I'm not angry with you, Will. You saved me. And even if you didn't,it wouldn’t matter to me if you were watching me."
"What?!" Will asked, almost panicking.
"It's okay," Jack said. "It's just that I heard someone was watching
when I was with that damned rent boy. I just didn't know that was you."
"No, I-I..." Will tried, desperately. "I got there...only at that time."
Jack knew Will was lying. But tried to comfort him:
"It's not a problem, Will. It's just curiosity, that's all," he hated
himself for these words, for it seemed he was okay with that. What he
really wanted was for Will to say he was watching him because he was
aroused...because he wanted to see him naked...or something like that.
He didn't want to show Will he was okay with the fact that Will would be only curious. Because it was a lie - he wanted so much more than that.
But he preferred to reassure Will he wasn't angry at him. And they
Forgot the story. Will was going to sleep, when someone knocked at Jack's door.
"Who is it at this hour?" he gave Will a curious glance and stood up
to open the door.
It was Charles.
Will felt really happy to see his friend. A lot of people had come to
Jack's cabin to see how he was doing during the day, but Charles hadn't
come. Will smiled and Charles gave a tentative smile back.
He sat on Jack's bed and the captain said:
"I'm going to leave you alone," he would have stood up but Will said:
"No, Jack, it's not necessary."
Jack smiled at him and Will smiled back. Charles glanced at them both
and noticed there was something going on between them. Those smiles
were a kind of secret smile, almost if they were telling something to one another that no other person could even guess.
Charles tried to push away those thoughts and asked:
"How are you feeling, Will?"
"I'm better. The wound is healing."
Charles nodded, then said, with a hidden poison in his voice:
"It's cozy in here, hm?"
Jack noticed the jealousy, but said nothing. Will just smiled:
"Y It\ It's nice. I like it here."
"Well, though it's nice, I think you should get back to the crew's
quarters. People are starting to talk, you know."
Jack was feeling a little angry and said:
"People speak, you want it or not. And /no/, he's not going back to the
crew's quarters, because /the doctor/ said he needed to rest for two
days."
Charles was going to say Jack was enjoying Will's presence far too
much, but decided against it. Will said:
"It's okay, Charles. I'm going back there tomorrow," Will frowned and then said:
"What are people talking about?"
Charles didn't have to think:
"That you've become the captain's fucktoy."
Jack was red with anger. But not because of the crew. He knew these
Things happened and didn't give a damn. He knew people would talk because Will was in his cabin. Especially because they were envious of Will, for he had become closer to Jack, Gibbs and Anna. What he didn't like was that Charles had come to his cabin to say that to Will. He was still injured, for God's sake! What was this love Charles had claimed he felt for him?
Will's face became red with embarrassment. But Jack decided to play
Charles' game:
"Is it what they said? And what more?"
Charles frowned. Jack continued:
"And /why/ for God's sake are you saying this to him? Can you not see
he's still hurt?"
"I'm just warning him," Charles said, controlling his rage. "For then,
the crew won't speak a word at him and he'll be all alone."
"He won't be alone. Never." Jack said and took one of Will's hands in
his. Then his expression softened:
"Charles. I know you're hurt. I understand you. At least, I try to."
Charles became really angry now.
"What do you know about me?" he looked at Will. "What did you tell him?" but Will was looking at the floor, one of his hands still tangled with Jack's.
"/You/ told me," Jack said. "Not him."
And so Charles remembered what he had told Jack that night he had told
Will that he loved him. He got really angry with himself. He didn't
Want Jack to know a thing about him. Not one thing. Much less, that he was hurt because Will didn't love him back.
"You don't have the right to throw it against me!" Charles said, enraged. "Especially after you won his heart," he pointed Will.
"What if I did?" Jack said, just because he was really angry with
Charles. "What if I won his heart and you could do /nothing/ to avoid it?"
Charles' eyes were furious. Will decided to step in.
"Stop it, Jack! Please." He looked at Charles. "It's not true, Charles.
We're not together. Let the crew say what they want to say. Tell them
to fuck off."
"You /aren't/ together, but it was what you wanted, wasn't it, Will?" Charles said that because he didn't believe one bit that they weren't together. The way Jack's hand had tangled with Will's, the way they smiled at each other. It was lovers' behavior, so he didn't care that he said what he did.
Little did he knew that he would /help/ them...
Jack's eyes were wide open after he heard Charles' words. Will's gaze
went to the floor. He was redder than a tomato.
And so Charles realized they weren't together; and he had just told Jack that Will wanted him.
'Think I'm going to throw myself off the ship again.'
Charles left with a slam of the door, feeling extremely dumb, but he didn't try to kill himself again.
After he left, Will didn't know what to say. He was far too embarrassed. Jack noticed, by Will's reaction, that Charles had spoken the truth. Will /wanted/ him.
Trying to make the lad feel better, Jack held him tightly. Will put his
head on Jack's shoulder and Jack caressed his hair. Kissed it. Then he
asked softly:
"Look at me, Will."
Will couldn't look into Jack's eyes. He was silent and looking to the
floor. And then he felt a hand on his cheek, caressing softly. He dared to look at Jack. His eyes were full of love and understanding.
"Is it true?"
Will closed his eyes. Breathed. Opened his eyes again. And so he
answered:
"Yes."
Jack looked at him lovingly, but his breath was caught in his throat and he was really anxious. Will gave him a tentative smile; Jack
smiled back and closed the distance between them.
Their lips met softly at first, and their eyes were on the other's. Will closed his eyes and tried to deepen the kiss. He licked Jack's lips and kissed them. Jack kissed him back and stopped to pull Will closer to him so that their bodies were pressed to one another. Will was nervous, but he was feeling so happy that he was the one to kiss Jack again. And this time Jack opened his mouth and his tongue met Will's.
Will was in heaven. He was kissing Jack, feeling his body close to his
and forgot about everything when Jack moaned into his mouth and laid
above him.

End of Chapter 6

TBC

A/N: Oh God...I hadn't planned to get them together on this chapter,not
yet,but...I can't fight fate. :P lol It's so funny,we write everything
down on a synopsis and then we change it all. :P
Well,but I hope you enjoyed! I did enjoy writing it.