OK, people! Here's the sequel. Finally got access to a comp, so I'm gonna upload the first 2 chappies again.
My lifeless body lay on the floor as Chris continued fighting Oogie. Jack had run over to me during the fight, and was now kneeling by me. He picked up my body in his arms and held me close. All the noise around Jack and me faded away as we were transported aboard the Flying Dutchman. Even as he stood on the deck with me, he didn't turn away when he saw Davy Jones coming. My father walked over to Captain Jack, and silently took my body from Jack. He carried me to my cabin, and placed me carefully on my bed. He put his hand on my stomach where Oogie had "stabbed" me, and healed it. The cuts left, the blood still stained my dress, and I started to breathe again.
I didn't wake up, however, until several hours, or possibly days later. When I finally did, I opened my eyes to see Jack sitting there beside my bed. I moved my arm minutely, and I tried to speak. Jack was instantly alert, and took my hand in his.
"Cia, love," He said. "Are you all right?"
"Jack?" I asked. "I'm-"
I was interrupted by my father.
"Cia." He said only one word.
"Father, am I on the Dutchman?"
"Yes, my love." His Scottish accent said. "How are you feeling?"
"I'm feeling all right, I suppose." I tried to sit up.
"Let me help you." Jack said. He put his arm behind my shoulders and let me push myself up using him for strength.
My father left, and I think there were tears in his eyes. I think it hurt to see his daughter the way I was. Jack stayed with me, and I wasn't sure why my father let him stay on the ship. When I was sitting up, he leaned in close, and kissed me. I pulled away almost immediately, and asked him what he was doing.
"Cia," Jack said. "I still love you." He kissed me again.
"Jack, I-I--" I started, waiting for the feeling that came over me when Jack was around. "I don't feel anything."
Jack backed up a few steps, but still held my hand. "What do you mean, love?"
"I don't feel anything. It's like I've--forgotten how to feel emotions."
Jack sat back down in the chair. He didn't let my hand go, and my father walked in, carrying a bottle in his hand. Davy walked to me, and gave me a drink from the bottle. I coughed, and I pushed the bottle away from my mouth.
"Why can't I feel any emotion, dad?" I asked.
"You need to learn them again, my love." He replied. "Your soul was brought back into your body, and you need to learn all the emotons again."
"I'll be able to feel things again?"
"Yes, my daughter, you will."
"Will you let me leave the ship again?"
"I doubt that, Cia. From now on, you're staying with me."
My father turned to Jack, and said, "Our debt has yet to be settled, Sparrow."
Jack looked at me, and stood up.
"I'll serve." Was all he said.
I watched in horror that was all too familiar as he was transformed into one of the sea creatures that served aboard my father's ship. All that was left was to determine what he should do, since the Dutchman already had a Captain.
"He'll serve me." I said. "He'll serve his years as my personal servant."
"Very well." My father said. He walked out of the room. I looked at Jack, who had all sorts of sea creatures growing and living on him. I tried to get out of bed, and had to lean on a chair for support. Jack helped me up, and I ran a finger over his cheek, which was now cold and wet. As I did, a shiver ran down my back, and I realized that love was an emotion that was very easy to re learn.
"I love you, Jack." I whispered, very quietly.
"What did you say, love?" Jack asked.
"I love you." I said, louder. "The more I say it, the more I realize it."
"I love you, too." Jack replied, and pulled me into a kiss. We stood there for a moment, until we heard a throat being cleared. My father stood there, and told me he wanted to talk to me.
"I'll be there in a moment, Father." I said. "Please give me time to clean up."
"Very well, Cia." He left again, a little slower this time. I turned to Jack, and looked at him.
"Jack..." I started.
"It's all right, Cia." He interrupted. "You can go. I'll wait for you. But first, I want to ask you something."
"Of course, Jack." I said. "What is it?"
"Well, as you may, or may not remember, I'm still Captain of the Black Pearl, until she goes down to the bottom of the ocean. Being Captain, I could perform a marriage right here, right now."
"Is this a proposal?" I asked.
"As best as I can do, love." Jack smiled. "What do you say?"
I thought for a minute. Something was pulling at my mind, wanting me to remember. Suddenly, I did.
"Jack, I love you, but aren't I married already?"
"Only til death do you part. You died, you're no longer married."
"True." I thought for a minute. "Yes, Jack. I'll marry you."
I kissed him again, and he whispered, "Meet me on deck at midnight."
I walked out of my cabin, assisted by Jack, and to my father's cabin. I knocked at the door, and was given permission to enter. I walked in, with Jack, of course, and sat down in one of the chairs by my father.
"Cia, love," my father started. "I've decided that you should be married."
"But, Father," I said. "You told me before that you never wanted me to marry, because of what my mother did to you."
"I know that, Cia. I know the same thing won't happen to you, because you are going to marry......"
I smiled at Jack, and he smiled back.
"Bootstrap Bill Turner."
I snapped back to reality. "Bootstrap?" I asked. "I don't want to marry Bootstrap."
"You will, because I know he's loyal, and you won't be hurt the way I was."
"I'm not going to marry Bootstrap." I said, my voice rising.
"And why not?" My father's Scottish voice grew louder.
"Because I love Jack!" I screamed.
My father looked as though he'd been slapped.
"My enemy, Cia? You love the man who wants to kill me? I see now where your heart is. Go, leave the ship, and don't ever come back."
"Father, please......" I started.
"Leave." My father said.
I walked out of the cabin, Jack walking after me. My father looked at the locket that was sitting on his organ. His heart had just been ripped from him a second time.
