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~ After the Storm ~
She enters without knocking. Cornered, he swears as she closes the door. “What now, Mrs. Turner?”
She hesitates.
Almost he’d escaped this. It’s nearly time, the sea is calm, the sun is shining outside. The longboat’s being readied. Her bridegroom is waiting.
“I… I had hoped—“
“For what? My blessing, perhaps?”
“Something of the sort,” she admits. “And that we could part friends.”
“Friends? We were never friends.”
Oh, lord. Sang-froid trumped by a 'Mrs.'
On cue, her lips curve, wistful, pitying. She raises a hand, lets it fall, and says one word: “Always.”
He snatches up his hat. Heads for the door, saying, “The cabin’s yours, my liege. No doubt you’ll like to clean up before your assignation.”
As he blows past, there’s a moment’s satisfaction at the flush mounting her cheeks, but once he shuts her in, he pauses in the shadows, teeth set, heart thudding.
Always.
~.~
blackpearlsails...~ After the Storm ~
She enters without knocking. Cornered, he swears as she closes the door. “What now, Mrs. Turner?”
She hesitates.
Almost he’d escaped this. It’s nearly time, the sea is calm, the sun is shining outside. The longboat’s being readied. Her bridegroom is waiting.
“I… I had hoped—“
“For what? My blessing, perhaps?”
“Something of the sort,” she admits. “And that we could part friends.”
“Friends? We were never friends.”
Oh, lord. Sang-froid trumped by a 'Mrs.'
On cue, her lips curve, wistful, pitying. She raises a hand, lets it fall, and says one word: “Always.”
He snatches up his hat. Heads for the door, saying, “The cabin’s yours, my liege. No doubt you’ll like to clean up before your assignation.”
As he blows past, there’s a moment’s satisfaction at the flush mounting her cheeks, but once he shuts her in, he pauses in the shadows, teeth set, heart thudding.
Always.
~.~
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Date: 2012-04-01 10:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-04-01 11:29 pm (UTC)A sad but hopeful glimpse of hopefully better tomorrows for these two.
I've written a lot of fic about the happier moments, but what's interesting about post-sequel Jack/Elizabeth is that underlying angst, that realistic glimpse you're talking about.
I would say it's a hell of a time for Jack to realize his feelings for her
I think he's always known they could never be just friends.
Thank you again for reading and for your thoughtful comments-- most appreciated!