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What He Wants Most

Summary:

Jacks journey to gold has been obstructed by the wretched compasses needle pointing to a different kind of treasure.

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435 Words
Is this considered a drabble? Is there a differnece between drabble and oneshot......

Part 2 maybe?

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His face filled with frustration glared back at him on the compasses reflection, he was angry. Angry at himself, not her.

He thought immortality was what he wanted. Infinite life. But the compass knew to dig deeper into his soul, a selfish soul at most, but nonetheless it wanted more than an eternal existence.

He followed the compasses arrow with a grimace, it teased him with his crush like bait on a fishing line. His eyes met the girl.

She had dark smoky eyes and tanned skin; freckles kissed her wind-burnt cheeks and her hair flicked wildly in the sea air. She was beautiful, he thought she was beautiful. He watched as her eyes fluttered shut, basking in the sunshine. He thought she almost looked golden, and he durst not touch her or he was sure he would melt.

"Alright Captain?" Mr Gibbs interrupted Jacks dirty daydreams, but his eyes did not falter- he couldn't look away. Mr Gibbs followed his gaze, "Ah! A new treasure you've found is it?"

The lid snap shut as Jack turned to face Gibbs in annoyance. "I'm alright thank you for asking Mr Gibbs." He spoke through gritted teeth. Gibbs brow furrowed in slight fear, but he quickly rambled on to change the subject; "Ment no harm Captain! How are you feeling about the new-"

He was cut off by the woman that had wondered over.

"So Jack you do know where we are going then? Don't you?" She playfully asked. "Captain, love. Captain. And of course I do, in fact I can't believe you would ever doubt me." He slurred, partially due to rum, partially due to nerves of talking this girl that had interrupted his path to everlasting life. Jack squinted at her, studying her face, the way her dark lips pursed slightly when thinking of a reply.

She smirked.

"Just checking." Her voice purposefully sickly sweet, she subtly licked her lips and stared at Jacks lips.

She turned quickly on her heel and walked away, still smirking, knowing he was still staring at her as she travelled across the ship.

Jack scowled. She was teasing him, he didn't know just how well she knew she was teasing him.

With a sigh he reopened the compass, knowing nothing would change. He huffed, "This thing is useless Mr Gibbs."

"Aye Captain. Maybe you need to get her, so you won't want her, then we can... say, get back on track?" Jack grumbled a muffled reply. With not much else to say, Gibbs turned away- continuing to bark orders.

Jack was left to stare at what he wants most.