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Curse of the Black Pearl 10/13 
28th-Aug-2011 10:54 pm
Chloe Lois Lana Lucy
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Title: Curse Of The Black Pearl
Characters: Chloe, Lois, Lana, Lucy, Will, Jack, Norrington, Governor Swann, Barbossa, Black Pearl Crew
Fandoms: Smallville/Pirates Of The Caribbean
Rating: T
Disclaimer: Don't own
Summary: As children Chloe, Lois, Lana and Lucy are caught in the meteor shower and transported through time, adopted by Weatherby Swann. When Chloe is abducted by Captain Barbossa he realizes that although she can't end the curse she can tweak it in their favor.



The sound of screaming and struggling brought Chloe back to consciousness, her head killing her. She blinked a couple of times, finding herself in strong arms, and for a moment she wondered what had happened, and then suddenly everything she'd been through raced through her mind, jolting her completely aware as she gave a gasp and struggled in the arms of the one holding her. Bo'Sun, the huge African warrior, snarled down at her threateningly, and she recoiled for a moment, gulping.

"Good to see ye back to the land of the living, Miss." Barbossa's voice drew her attention towards him. "Ye took advantage of our hospitality last time. Ye'll find things aboard the Black Pearl much different this time." He turned to Bo'Sun. "Take her to her quarters! And introduce her to her new friend, the shackles."

Chloe's eyes widened in horror.

"Barbossa!" Will snarled, struggling against the men holding him.

She searched him, finding him standing close to where the others were, Lucy included, but she couldn't find Lana and Lois, and that scared her terribly.

"They go free!" He elbowed the pirate holding him and stole his pistol, awing Chloe as he pointed the gun at Barbossa.

"What's in your head, boy?" Barbossa frowned.

"They go free!" Will stated once more.

"What are you doing?" Chloe cried, struggling against Bo'Sun. "They can't die!"

Will didn't look away from Barbossa, cocking the pistol.

"Listen to the lass, boy." Barbossa sneered. "We can't die."

Will's gaze then slid to Chloe.

Her eyes widened in horror, realizing what he was going to do. "Don't you dare!"

"Don't do anything stupid." Jack hissed.

Will slid his gaze from her to Barbossa. "You can't." He pointed the gun to himself. "But I can."

Jack sighed. "Like that."

Chloe shook her head, unable to understand why Will would do that!

Barbossa sent Chloe a look and then turned an intrigued expression on Will. "Who are you?"

"No one." Jack declared, slipping in between Will and Barbossa. "He's no one. A distant cousin of my aunt's nephew twice removed. Lovely singing voice, though...simpleton."

"And you." Barbossa turned his attention on Jack, forgetting about Will for a moment, which had obviously been part of Jack's plan. "How the blazes did you get off that island?"

"When you marooned me on that godforsaken spit of land, you forgot one very important thing, mate." Jack declared cheekily, puffing his chest out with pride. "I'm Captain Jack Sparrow."

"Ah, well, I won't be making that mistake again." Barbossa snarled, gazing at his men. "Gents, you all remember Captain Jack Sparrow? Kill him. And his kinsman."

The pirates all drew their weapons and pointed it at Jack and Will.

"NO!" Chloe screamed, struggling.

"STOP!" Lucy fought unsuccessfully.

Jack eyed Barbossa. "Ye've been to Isla De Muerta, you know the girl's blood won't work for you." He eyed Barbossa closely. "Makes a man wonder why you'd go to these lengths to take her back despite this. Unless you don't want to be cured anymore."

"What nonsense be ye sputterin', Jack?" Barbossa snarled, before his eyes narrowed. "Ye know whose blood we need?"

Jack grinned, quite calmly. "I know whose blood ye need."

Barbossa's gaze went from Jack to Will, who still had the pistol to his head. "What be yer name, kinsman of Jack?"

"My name is Will Turner." He replied bravely. "My father was Bootstrap Bill Turner. His blood runs in my veins."

Chloe looked at Will in horror, shaking her head.

Why?

"He's the spitting image of ol' Bootstrap Bill come back to haunt us." Ragetti whispered.

"It's my blood you need." Will replied, eyes on Barbossa. "On my word do as I say or I'll pull this trigger and be lost to Davy Jones' Locker."

"Will no!" Chloe struggled against Bo'Sun desperately.

Barbossa eyed her reaction before he turned to the boy thoughtfully, and then finally turned once more to Chloe. "Dead he is, say ye?" He reached out and grabbed her chin, giving it a little vicious shake. "Ye be a lying bird, lil' Swan."

"Don't touch her!" Will snarled viciously.

Chloe tore her gaze from Barbossa's to look at Will. "Will don't do it! Please!"

Will's eyes went to her, and there were so many emotions there that she couldn't understand or interpret.

Barbossa looked between the two before sneering, turning his attention to Will. "Name your terms, Mr. Turner."

"Don't touch her." Will growled.

"Yes, we know that one." Barbossa rolled his eyes, impatient. "Anything else?"

"Bring back Miss Lois and Lana from below deck, the ladies go free." Will negotiated, eyeing Jack, who was not so discreetly pointing to himself. "And the crew-the crew are not to be harmed."

Barbossa grinned. "Agreed." He turned to Twigg and Jangles. "Go below and bring up the miss Swanns."

"Aye captain." The men nodded, hurrying below deck before returning with the two struggling women.

Chloe's heart hurt to see them so scared, but was relieved to see that they seemed untouched and unhurt.

"Bo'Sun." Barbossa turned to the man holding her. "Take our lil bird back to her cage."

"What?" Chloe shrieked.

"You-!" Will began but was grabbed from behind.

Screaming and struggling, Chloe really didn't have a chance as Bo'Sun carried her back down belowdeck to 'her' cabin, which looked the same except for a long chain and shackle fixed to the bed. "No!" Chloe screamed as she was thrown on the bed and her leg grabbed painfully as Bo'Sun shackled her. "No!" She pulled away from him when he let go and then grabbed at the chain, yanking desperately, knowing that she couldn't get free and yet refusing to stop. "Why? Just let me go!"

Bo'Sun snorted before leaving the room, closing the door behind him.

Bringing her hands to her face, the shackle cold around her ankle, Chloe cried.

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"Barbossa, you lying bastard!" Will screamed as Lana was pushed up towards the plank, terror on her face. "You swore they'd go free!"

"Don't impugn me honor, boy!" Barbossa snarled. "I agreed the lasses would go free, but it was you who failed to specify when or where!" He smirked as Will was gagged. "These fine ladies...and the lady boy...will go free from this ship...and our little bird you said I shouldn't touch...and I shan't touch her...now that she's in her little cage."

Will snarled and fought against his binds and yet was unable to free himself.

"Now Hector." Jack looked around him at the pirates aiming their swords at him. "I brought you the boy, I think that should soften your blackened heart a little, eh?"

"Now you see, Jack, that's exactly the attitude that lost you the Pearl." Barbossa sneered, turning to look at Lana. "Just jump already sweetheart!"

Jack turned to the pirate behind him. "I always liked you."

The pirate snarled at him.

Another yanked Lois up onto the plank to join her sister.

Will couldn't do anything, couldn't even struggle with all the hands on him.

"Leave them alone!" Lucy snarled, fighting with the pirate who had her.

"Don't worry lady boy." The pirate sneered at her. "You'll be joining them soon enough."

"Off you go!" One of the pirates yelled at Lucy and Lana.

"Come on!" Another snarled.

"Too long!" Twigg snarled, shaking the plank, causing Lois and Lana to flail for balance before falling in.

"No!" Lucy screamed. She headbutted the pirate holding her and dove forwards when he let go of her, jumping off of the side of the ship and into the water after her sisters.

"I'd really rather hoped we were past all this." Jack declared as he was dragged up to the plank.

"Jack...Jack." Barbossa came towards him. "Did ya not notice? That be the same little island that we made you Governor of on our last little trip." He pointed out a distant island.

Jack made a face. "I did notice."

"Perhaps you'll be able to conjure up another miraculous escape...but I doubt it." Barbossa unsheathed his sword and brandished it at Jack's throat. "Cheer up Jack. At least this time we've left ye with two ladies and a pretty she boy. I reckon it's much better than how we left you last time."

"The code, mate." Jack cleared his throat. "Last time you left me a pistol with one shot."

"By the powers, you're right." Barbossa sheathed his sword. "Were be Jack's pistol? Bring it forward." He grinned as it was passed to him.

"Seeing as there's four of us, a gentleman would give us all pistols." Jack tried. "It be the code and all."

Barbossa snorted. "The code be more like guidelines." He then threw the pistol into the sea, and Jack jumped in after it. "Gents!" Barbossa turned to his men, grinning a yellow grin. "Set course back fer Isla Da Muerta!"

"But Cap'n." Pintel frowned worried. "We don't want to be released from the curse anymore."

Will's eyes narrowed in shocked suspicion at that.

"Don't worry gents." Barbossa grinned. "We be going ta Isla De Muerta for other reasons."

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Looking back at the Pearl, Jack shook his head as he waded out onto the beach, shaking off the ropes that'd bound his wrists. "That's the second time I've had to watch that man sail away with my ship."

Lucy was already on the shore with her two sisters, wet and filled with pent up agitation that caused her to near vibrate. "But you were marooned on this island before, weren't you? We can escape the same way you did!"

"I'm not tying my hair to sea turtles." Lana declared, sitting in the sand, hugging herself, shivering a little in the cool breeze.

"I highly doubt the validity of that story." Lois assured Lana as she stood, dress clinging to her body, arms akimbo. "But we do need to escape here as fast as possible."

"To what point and purpose, my scrumptious little sea clam?" Jack wanted to know, failing to notice her scandalized expression at this new little pet name. "The Black Pearl is gone, and unless you have a rudder and a lot of sails hidden in that bodice-unlikely-young Mr. Turner will be dead long before you can reach him." He frowned, walking passed them towards one of the coconut trees. "What part your sister has in this is debatable though. They might kill her for the fun of it...or they might wait until they have their senses back and...enjoy her."

Lana closed her eyes tightly against the horror of those two words.

Lucy and Lois exchanged looks before suddenly both sisters were trailing after him furiously.

"We can't let anything happen to Will or Chloe!" Lucy declared vehemently. "As long as there's still a chance we can't give up!"

"There's really no chance." Jack assured her, picking up a fallen coconut and giving it a shake close to his ear. "So giving up is actually quite a plausible option at this point."

"There's always a chance, Jack." Lois argued.

"Not in this matter." He replied, throwing the coconut behind him, having apparently lost all interest in it. "We're very merrily stranded without ship or crew."

"But you're Captain Jack Sparrow!" Lucy wasn't giving up, hounding him closely as he knocked on a tree trunk before taking four steps back, jumping up and down a few times. "You vanished from under the eyes of seven agents of the East India Trading Company! You sacked Nassau Port without even firing a shot!" She threw her hands up in the air with angry frustration. "Are you the pirate I've read about or not?"

He ignored her, continuing to jump.

Lucy looked ready to shoot him.

Lois intervened quickly. "How did you escape last time?"

Jack stopped jumping and opened his mouth.

"How did you really escape last time?" Lois quickly interjected.

Jack closed his mouth and made a face as he bent down to look at the sand beneath him, brushing it away. "Lat time...I was here a grand total of three days, all right? Last time," he opened a secret cellar door. "...the rumrunners used this island as a cache. Came by, and I was able to barter a passage off." He made a face as he entered into the depth. "From the looks of things they've long been out of business. Probably have your bloody friend Norrington to thank for that." He emerged with four bottle of rum in his hands.

"So that's it?" Lucy asked softly, the disappointment obvious in her expression and voice. "That's the secret grand adventure of the infamous Jack Sparrow?" Disgust began to color her features. "You spent three days lying on a beach, drinking rum."

"The pirate life not living up to the glamorous vision ye had in your mind, love?" Jack shoved a bottle of rum into her hands. "Those stories you grew up listening to, they get embellished. The life of a pirate is hardly an adventure novel."

Lucy stood watching him, listening, silent, as she held onto her bottle of rum as if to life itself.

"It's a hard life, and many of us are the scum of the earth." Jack continued. "Take Barbossa for example. He and his accursed crew enjoy raping as much as pillaging. Had young Mister Turner not bartered your safe removal from the Pearl, the moment they could feel again they would have all enjoyed the lot of you."

Lana stood, wiping as much sand off of her as possible as she came towards them. "We cannot leave Chloe or Will to those men, Jack." She swiped a bottle from him and gave it a foul look before removing the cork and drinking from it, most probably to keep warm than anything else. "We need to find a way off of this island."

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Her ankle was bruised from the amount of tugging she'd been doing with the shackle, and by the end Chloe gave up, realizing that it'd do her no good to injure herself. She needed to find another way to get out of this, needed to think of a way...needed... But she couldn't come up with anything, couldn't get herself to truly concentrate on the problem at hand. Her mind was on her sisters and Will, worried to death over them and their safety. She'd had to watch from the window she couldn't fully reach thanks to the shackles, unable to do anything as her sisters were forced to walk the plank, and Jack Sparrow jumped over as well. The Pearl had begun sailing away, and Chloe could only pray to the gods that her sisters had made it to the small island in the distance and hadn't encountered any sharks or other sea creatures.

Not only that, but chloe felt weak. It was almost as if she could feel something being drained out of her constantly, and had she not been locked up in her room, which had been basically untouched by the damage of the battle, she would have realized it was because not only was the ability she was beginning to suspect was being drained out of her to heal the Pearl's crew, but to heal the Pearl itself from its encounter with the Interceptor. But of course she didn't know this, and thus contributed her fatigue to all of her emotions overwhelming her and leaving her in shock.

The door to her room opened, and Chloe sat up rapidly, glaring when her eyes fell upon Captain Barbossa.

"Do not give me that accusing glare, missy." The pirate captain sneered. "T'wasn't me who lied out of us two, twas ye. Yer news of the young Mr. Turner ye swore had gone down to Davy Jones' Locker was quite exaggerated t'would seem."

"Don't hurt him!" Chloe knew she had no way to bargain with Barbossa, but she couldn't stay quiet, not with her fear. "It's not Will's fault I lied...so please don't hurt him...don't take your anger and frustration at me out on him. Please. He's innocent."

Barbossa raised an eyebrow at her. "Be there tender feelings between ye two?"

She frowned at him in silence, not knowing what to say.

"Speak up quick lil' bird, his life hangs on that answer."

"Yes!" She stumbled out of the bed and took a couple of hesitant steps towards Barbossa. "Will means a lot to me. So please, don't hurt him."

Barbossa studied her before smirking, pulling out a key from one of his pockets. "Why don't we go and pay dear Mr. Turner a little visit?" He frowned though, as he eyed her countenance. "But before we do, ye'll change out of those rags. They're beneath ye."

"A prisoner should dress like one." Chloe frowned, gazing down at the clothes she'd gotten in Tortuga.

"If by the time I return ye are not dressed pretty like I'll have a stroll to see Mr. Turner all on me lonesome, savvy?" Barbossa threatened as he threw the key to her and turned and left the room, slamming the door.

Glaring at the door, Chloe clenched her fist around the key to her shackles at the powerlessness she was feeling right now.

If she wanted Will safe she needed to play along, at least for now.

Taking in a deep breath, she bent and unlocked her shackles.

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In the brig of the Black Pearl Will was kept in a single cell while the rest of Jack's crew were jammed into one of the others. He'd tried the strength of the bars of his prison and they were sturdy, he wouldn't be able to get himself out of here like he had Jack in Port Royal. He knew his situation was dire, but he worried not for himself, but for the others. He worried about the crew, he worried about Miss Lois, Lana, and Lucy...but most of all he worried about Chloe. The pirates had known that she wasn't the one whose blood they needed and yet they'd still kept her on board despite making an agreement with him for her release. They'd twisted his words around and made him curse himself for not being more specific, for trusting a pirate to keep his word. Why did they still want Chloe? What use could they have for her?

His stomach rolled with nerves at the pondering.

"Awwk!" Mr. Cotton's parrot declared, flapping its wings. "Shiver me timbers!"

"Cotton 'ere says you missed a bit." Gibbs declared to the two pirates swabbing the floor.

They ignored him, one rolling his fake eye.

Will turned to the other. "Why will you not set Miss Chloe free? She is of no further use to you."

The balding pirate snorted and turned to him. "Much you know."

"Yeah." The other agreed. "Miss Swann's lots of use."

Will could think of a number of uses a pretty young woman could have for blackened pirates, and he snarled, rattling his cage in fury. "If you touch her I swear-!"

"Calm down little Tuner," the balding pirate snorted. "Poppet isn't ta be touched by the likes of us. Treasures are ta be guarded, not sullied."

"Treasures?" Will frowned, tightening his hold on the bars.

"Yer jus like yer da." The one with the fake eye declared. "He too had an eye fer the blondes."

Will blinked, turning to face him. "You knew William Turner?"

The balding one snorted. "Ol' Bootstrap Bill. We knew him." He stopped swabbing to fully eye Will. "Never sat well with Bootstrap what we did to Jack Sparrow, the mutiny and all. He said it wasn't right with the Code. That's why he sent off a piece of the treasure to you as it were. He said we deserved to be cursed...and remain cursed."

"Stupid blighter." The fake-eyed one snorted.

"Good man." Gibbs corrected, not faltering under the glares that earned him.

"Well, as you can imagine, that didn't sit too well with the Captain." The balding one declared.

"That didn't sit to well with the Captain at all." The fake-eyed one chuckled, nudging the other. "Tell him what Barbossa did, Pintel."

"I'm telling the story Ragetti!" Pintel snapped exasperatedly at Ragetti before turning back to face Will. "So...what the Captain did, he strapped a cannon to Bootstrap's bootstraps."

"Bootstrap's bootstraps." Ragetti giggled.

"The last we saw of ol' Bill Turner, he was sinking to the crushing black oblivion of Davy Jones' Locker." Pintel sneered, before suddenly making a face. "'Course it was only after that we leaned we needed his blood to lift the curse."

"That's what you call ironic." Ragetti nodded.

While Will could hardly remember the father who'd abandoned his mother and himself, he felt righteous anger fill him as he realized the fate that the undying pirate must suffered, forever drowning at the bottom of the sea yet unable to truly die. He tightened his grip on the cells.

The sound of heavy boots approaching caused everyone to look in that direction as Captain Barbossa arrived, and yet Will hardly noticed him, eyes wide at the sight that his eyes befell.

There, standing in front of Barbossa, was Chloe. And yet she looked unlike he'd ever seen her. She was dressed in a beautiful scarlet gown, her hair held up with beautiful black pearl hair pieces, and she was decked in gold and jewels. Her eyes were lined with kohl similarly to how Will saw Jack and the pirates use, and her lips were painted a tempting shade of red that instantly drew his attention to them.

He couldn't help but think, as he gazed in shell-shocked silence at her, that this was how she should always appear.

"Will." Chloe whispered, those temptingly painted lips moving with the softly spoken word before she rushed forwards and grabbed hold of his bars, bringing their faces close as she gazed worriedly at him. "Are you all right? Did they hurt you?"

"No." He shook his head, feeling enthralled and under a deep spell as he gazed into her worried green orbs. "Are you hurt?"

"No." She reached through the bars and cupped his face, eyes obviously searching his face for bruises.

He couldn't keep himself from leaning into her touch.

"Why did you do it Will?" She whispered softly, voice breaking. "You knew they thought you dead. You were safe." Tears gathered in her eyes. "Why would you do what you did?"

He gazed deep within those eyes and reached up to cup her cheek in his larger, calloused hand, rubbing his thumb over a black stained tear as some of her kohl smudged. "I do not care what happens to me, as long as I know you are safe."

Her eyes widened in shock and another tear fell down her cheek as she too brushed her thumb over his cheek.

"Now Miss Swann, we be needing a word with ye." Barbossa placed his hand on her shoulder.

Will snarled up at the pirate captain fiercely. "Don't touch her!"

Barbossa barked laughter. "Ye can tell ye have pirate's blood running through yer veins, Mr. Turner." He tightened his grip on her shoulder. "Save some of that fire for Isla De Muerta boy. We've set course back there."

Chloe's eyes widened in horror and she let her hand slip from Will as she turned to look up at Barbossa. "You swore you wouldn't hurt him!"

"I said that would depend solely on ye," Barbossa replied, offering her his arm in a mock show of gentlemanship.

"Chloe, whatever it is, do not do it!" Will told her.

She sent him a worried look over her shoulder, before taking in a deep breath and turning back to accept Barbossa's arm, looping hers around his and letting him lead her out of the brig.

"Chloe!" Will yelled after her.

She never looked back.

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A fire blazed on the small island to keep its four companions warm, not that the liquor was doing a bad job at that either. Lana, not having ever tasted the burn of any sort of liquor before had long ago collapsed on the sand, sleeping, cradling her bottle of rum to her chest as one would a dollie. The sound of the waves crashing against the beach added a background lullaby as three figures danced round the fire drunkenly, singingly loudly and out of tune.

"We're devils and black sheep and really bad eggs, drink up me 'earties yo ho! Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me!"

"I love this song!" Jack stumbled around, laughing. "Really bad eggs! Ooh!" He fell onto the sand, smiling drunkenly at Lois as she fell down close to him. "When I get the Pearl back I'm gonna teach it to the whole crew and we'll sing it all the time!"

"And you'll be positively the most fearsome pirate in the Spanish Main." Lucy agreed, falling on his other side, smiling at him.

"Not just the Spanish Main, love." Jack assured her. "The entire ocean! The entire wo'ld! Where we want to go, we'll go. That's what a ship is, you know." He flung his arms around the sisters' shoulders as he continued. "It's not just a keel and a hull and a desk and sails. That's what a ship needs. But what a ship is...what the Black Pearl really is...is freedom."

At that moment, Lois sent a look at her sister and saw the sad longing in her eyes at that word.

Freedom.

"Jack..." Lois pushed her sister's issues aside and concentrated on the pirate as she brought her hand to his chest, playing with a single dreadlock, not having to pretend her fascination with it. "It must be really terrible for you to be trapped on this island again."

"Oh, yes." Jack's voice was lower, and although his other arm was around Lucy, his dark gaze was only for her as he gazed into her eyes with such intensity it left her breathless for a moment. "But the company is infinitely better than last time, I think." He grinned that mischievous grin, flashing some gold. "The scenery has definitely improved."

"Mr. Sparrow...I'm not entirely sure I've had enough rum to allow that kind of talk." Lois teased, the fluttering in her heart not feigned.

Jack removed his arm from around Lucy and grinned lecherously at Lois, curling his mustache. "I know exactly what you mean, love."

Lois smiled up at him, unable to understand how she could find his idiocies charming.

Lucy raised her bottle of rum in a toast. "To freedom."

Freedom.

Lois' gaze went to her sister as she raised her own bottle.

"To the Black Pearl!" Jack toasted happily before drinking heartily from his bottle...ad losing consciousness, falling back down on the sand.

The sisters, with their barely touched bottles of rum, sighed as they dropped all pretenses.

"We should do it now, while he's out cold." Lucy sighed as she stood, going towards the fire and smashing her bottle into it, the flames roaring with new life. "If we burn all the rum and some of the crates and such we should have a formidable fire and someone will find us." She gazed sadly into the fire. "We can go save Chloe and Will...and then figure out what happens next."

Lois stood, watching the sadness on her littlest sister's face.

She'd never seen Lucy like she had during this voyage, and while Lois would forever remember this time as a nightmare she'd also remember how she'd never seen Lucy flourish the way she had on the HMS Interceptor, surrounded by cheeky and criminal...yet oddly lovable pirates.

Heart torn, Lois smashed her near-filled bottle into the fire as well. "Home."

"Home." Lucy agreed.

Somehow, the word failed to sound as warming as it should.

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Will had been released from his cell by two of the larger pirates and dragged out of the brig. He didn't know where he was going or why, yet when a door was opened and he was thrown in he recognized the gasp.

Looking up, his eyes widened when he saw Chloe in a nightgown, hair down and long, a shackle around her left ankle keeping her tied to the large bed.

"Will?" She looked up from him to the ones behind him. "Bo'Sun? Canker? What's the meaning of this?"

"The Captain thinks it will be more incentive for ye to behave." Canker replied, grabbing Will by his hair and raising him back up, grabbing his shackled hands. He yanked the young man towards the bed and then fasted the other side of the chain to a holding behind the bed's head. "Figured ye'd want some...company...an' this way he'll be a gentleman."

"Will would be a gentleman anyway." Chloe glared at them. "This is barbaric."

The pirates snorted and left the room, locking it behind them.

Will gazed around the cabin she was in, finding it filled with gowns and jewels and such, just like her hut on Isla De Muerta.

"Barbossa and his damned mind games." Chloe surprised him by her coarse language as she turned towards him, climbing onto the bed. "He wants to make sure that I don't try to escape anymore, and he's okay with using you to make sure I don't." She tried to move to where his chains connected to the wall behind the head board, but her shackle didn't prove long enough, causing her to hiss another curse. "Can you reach the interconnections?"

Will was still a little shocked by the turn of events, but finally shook his head out of its daze and tore his hungry gaze off of her form, sitting up in bed. The chains his shackles were attached to went through an iron circle in the middle of the head board, which made the chain longer and easier to lay down, but when he tried to reach over and around the head board the chains proved too short. "No."

"I should have figured." Chloe sighed, sitting next to him, all of her hair resting over one shoulder, leaving the other temptingly bare, the neck of her gown loose and dipping low, revealing so much neck and the curve of her shoulder.

Will forced his gaze away from her, clearing his throat. "I would sleep on the floor...but my chains..."

"No, I wouldn't want you to." Chloe assured him, coming closer and placed her hand on his shackled ones. "You're here in such distress because of me."

"No." Will turned fully to her, cupping her hand in his, his dark gaze meeting her green depths. "You are in such distress because of me. If you hadn't had my medallion none of this woul have happened."

"None of us were innocent except you, Will. Lana took the medallion and we let her." Chloe replied softly, gaze lowering in shame. "I'm sorry for our selfishness. You had lost so much already and we took yet something else of yours." Her gaze rose to his, and her lips tilted slightly in a small smile. "You might be the one with pirate's blood running through his veins, but we're the thieves."

He tightened his hold on her hand.

"Thank you, Will, for coming after me." She whispered, moving a little closer, gaze going to their joined hands, placing her free one over his. "You had no reason to throw away everything and go against the law to try and save me." She tightened her hold on him. "When we are saved I will make sure my father pardons you any grievances done to the crown."

"Miss Chloe-."

"No." She shook her head, bowing it and closing her eyes tightly. "I know what you are going to say, I refuse to let you say it. We will find a way to free ourselves and my father will grant you and my sisters pardon or I will never return to Port Royal!"

He gazed down at her, his heart overflowing, and Will found his lips tilting in a tender smile as he gazed at Chloe as she reminded him once again why he'd fallen so deeply in love with her. "I was going to ask if you'd prefer for me to place a pillow between us...for propriety's sake."

She looked up at that, eyes wide and filled with tears, and then she chuckled softly, biting on her bottom lip as she shook her head. "You're always so worried about what's proper, Will Turner. I swear, half of our conversations have to do with you scolding me for my inappropriate actions."

He chuckled because she had a point.

But then again, if he didn't constantly remind himself of what was proper or not, he might have become very inappropriate towards her many years ago. "We should sleep, tomorrow will come soon enough."

She sighed, lying down besides him, turned towards him, never letting go of his hands. "We'll make it through this, Will."

He laid down next to her, and didn't trust himself to answer.
Comments 
29th-Aug-2011 04:51 am (UTC) - YEAH!
a horny will turner? Well I´ll be damn! :P
29th-Aug-2011 05:02 am (UTC) - Re: YEAH!
Can you really blame him? Lmfao!!!!
29th-Aug-2011 05:46 am (UTC)
Awesome, awesome, awesome!! Yay for all the wonderful Will/Chloe interaction and I can't wait to see what happens next.
29th-Aug-2011 06:01 am (UTC)
yayayayayayayayayayayay!
This story should be ending soon, so expect....hmmmm....well....lol
29th-Aug-2011 12:17 pm (UTC)
I wonder what game Barbossa is playing with Will. Is he going to use him as a bargaining chip to make sure Chloe behaves because at the moment they don't want him to free them from the curse. Can't wait to see what Norrington has to say when they rescue the group stranded on the island.
29th-Aug-2011 12:25 pm (UTC)
Oh, Barbossa definitely has no plans of using Will to free them from the curse...since it's very useful for them right now! And Norrington....nods....
29th-Aug-2011 01:54 pm (UTC)
Oh... My... Go- BEST CHAPTER YET!

ILOVEYOUILOVEYOUILOVEYOU!

I kind of have a question.... So Chloe doesn't know she is healing everything (dreams and such)... but Will, and well.. everyone else does, right....? I can't remember if they did or not.

I just hope Chloe will find out soon either way.



29th-Aug-2011 11:54 pm (UTC)
Yay! *showers in the love*
The pirates of the Black Pearl know for sure, Chloe is beginning to suspect, and so are Lana and Lois. The rest have no idea.
29th-Aug-2011 05:13 pm (UTC)
This might be my favorite chapter yet! I love how Chloe and Will interacted with each other, Chloe being the inappropriate one is so funny, but even funnier is Will trying *not* to be inappropriate. :p

This made me laugh out loud, "'To what point and purpose, my scrumptious little sea clam?' Jack wanted to know, failing to notice her scandalized expression at this new little pet name." It's just perfect!

I bet Norrington's reaction when he finds them is going to be hilarious. :)
29th-Aug-2011 11:57 pm (UTC)
Yep! Chloe is by far the 'inappropriate' one in their relationship and always has been...poor Will. The inner suffering she puts him through unknowingly! *facepalm*
Oh yes, Lois is just scandalized beyond speech by Jack and his obvious assurance that she and him are a done deal basically. lol
Oh yes. Norrington.
29th-Aug-2011 05:18 pm (UTC)
ahh.. will is way too nice.... no kiss.. nothing ..*sigh*

loved the chapter... big thank you..
29th-Aug-2011 11:58 pm (UTC)
He is! But that's very cannon-like Will unfortunately *sighs*
You're very welcome!
29th-Aug-2011 08:55 pm (UTC)
i luv it. i luv it and I love you

YOU R AWESOME
29th-Aug-2011 11:58 pm (UTC)
THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH HON!!!!!
30th-Aug-2011 01:26 am (UTC)
What should I find as soon as the electrcity returns after the Hurricane Irene? An awesome new installment of the this awesome Chloe pirate fic! LOVING THIS! Can't wait for Norrington to reappear and for Chloe's power to get offically acknowledged by everyone out in the open. Also what about the Merlin/SV series The Lost Princess series? Is that dead or on a super long haitus indefinetly? Sorry got Merlin on the brain cause I just got the new BBC channel. Yay. Can't wait for more.
30th-Aug-2011 01:28 am (UTC)
Oh my. You were in Irene? I hope everything is fine over there!!!!
Hahaha! The Lost Princess Series is getting a lot of questions lately!!!! It is on hiatus, not dead at all! Im just working on a couple of other projects first.
30th-Aug-2011 08:13 am (UTC)
You're killing me, you're killing me with all this Chloe/Will tension!!!! Just kiss her all ready!!!!!

LOL at Will reminding Chloe to be appropriate to stop himself from being inappropriate!!

I know I said I was happy to get two updates but dammit you have me so hooked I want more!!!!!
31st-Aug-2011 02:29 am (UTC)
Well at least we are finally having some Will/Chloe tension...unless you'd prefer for no tension whatsoever...lol.
Exactly! His own roundabout way of reminding himself to behave!
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