You Don't Care a Bit
A/N: I think it's been a few years since I've updated this story. Apologies. I decided I didn't want to leave it unfinished, so here we go.
Back on the Pearl, Jack was finally and thoroughly reunited with his ship. He had to give credit to The Company for keeping it in such excellent condition, but was more than relieved to be rid of Beckett and hoist his own colors once again. Elizabeth approached him laying her hand over his and leaned her head onto his shoulder.
"I suppose you'll be wanting to return to Port Royal." He asked
She turned towards him with an incredulous look that immediately disappeared when she noticed that devilish smirk of his.
"No, I don't suppose I will. Unless it is you who wishes to go back?" She chided.
"No, I don't suppose I do either. Although, we will need to do something with William, perhaps we can dump him overboard close enough for him to swim back to Port Royal."
"Jack. We can't do that."
"What if he brings the entirety of the Royal Navy after us? I'm not going to lose you again."
Jack turned to face Elizabeth. "Darling, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow…."
"Yes, yes I know, but that doesn't make you impervious". With her hands on his coat, Elizabeth began to concentrate sternly at her feet while fumbling with his lapels. Jack lifted her chin with his finger giving her a questioning look.
"I thought you had died. My whole world turned to ash in an instant. Things were finally going to make sense and it all disappeared. I need to spend my life with you, not just 5 minutes." She continued.
He said nothing. Jack pulled her close to him and held her for a few moments. "Alright, I promise not to provoke the lad or the royal navy. "
"Thank you, but I what I meant was I think we should probably maroon him somewhere he can't escape from." She added with her own devilish smirk.
A Few Days later the Pearl and the Barracuda arrived back in Shipwreck Cove. Jack, in a most exaggerated manner, regaled the story of his time back in Port Royal and being towed behind his own ship. Everyone shared in a good laugh and celebrated throughout the evening with good food and rum. Even, the Governor seemed to be enjoying himself.
"Governor." Jack greeted, as he came sauntering over.
"I don't think there's any need to call me that anymore" He smiled
"Very well." There was a short pause. "Perhaps…uh…Father would be more..." Clearing his throat, "suitable?"
Weatherby Swann said nothing, silently laughing at how nervous Jack Sparrow had become in his presence. He finally broke the awkward tension. "Are you asking for my daughters hand in marriage, pirate?"
"Yes." He blew out a sigh of relief
"And you think I would allow such a union?" Might as well make him sweat it out, he thought.
"Well, I had thought-" Jack became flustered "you said-"
"I would love nothing more" Weatherby had finally concluded and shook the hand of his future son in law. "Now off with you, Gibbs was just telling me an interesting story about your being chief of the Pelagostos"
"A truly boring tale, I assure you, but I will leave you to it" He smiled and mouthed a silent thank you as he walked toward a very suspicious looking Elizabeth.
"What were you two talking about?"
"Nothing of much importance, just friendly conversation"
"So you and my father are chums now, is that it?"
"Well, I did save his life and sent him to be with his only daughter who he assumed had a death sentence. Practically risked my own neck to do so"
"And I suppose you want me to be thanking you, then?" She asked.
"Later. There is something I would like to discuss with you."
"Jack, is everything alright?"
"Couldn't be better, love. Come on follow me."
Jack led her upstairs to the room with the sparrow carved into the door. What was once a hurricane of papers and artifacts was now organized and clear of dust.
"Hm. I swear this place used to be more of a mess" Jack wondered aloud.
"It was. I cleaned it." Elizabeth stated proudly. "Read a few interesting things" She said encircling her arms around his waist.
"Oh, really. What was that, I wonder?"
"Something about your undoing. I don't really remember. Boring stuff, really." She giggled.
"Is that so?"
"Why did you bring me up here, Jack"
He looked down at her and walked over to his desk, opened the secret compartment and pulled out two boxes. He opened the first box.
"Lizzie, ever since I was a little boy, I heard tales of a lost city of gold. When I stumbled upon Isla de Muerte, I thought I had found it. I was mistaken. Very mistaken. In my search for the Pearl, I found a map. I don't know for sure where it leads. It could be dangerous, but it could also make us ridiculously wealthy." Jack handed her the map. "Look it over, I want to know what you think. You do know the story don't you?"
"Yes. My mother used to tell me those stories before bedtime. Like all the others, I brushed them off to be fiction. I know better nowadays."
"Great." He grabbed the second box. "If we are to venture out to find this lost city, there is another matter that needs to be handled"
Jack started with a little trepidation "Given the dangers of such a journey, and the likelihood that one of us could be hurt or killed, I think it important for us to have our affairs in order."
"Affairs? How do you mean?"
"Well" He moved toward her "if I'm going to be risking my neck again, I want to know that you'll be standing behind me"
"Jack of course I..."
Jack dropped to one knee, head bent toward the floor. He opened the second box where a simple band with a single diamond sat in the center. "Elizabeth, Lizzie. Will you do me the honor of being my wife? My Co-captain? My Queen?"
Elizabeth tackled him to the floor, looked him dead in the eye "Yes, a thousand times over"
Needless to say, they did not return the party that night.