Tangible Schizophrenia

Email
LiveJournal
DeadJournal

Assassins
Bond
Brotherhood of the Wolf
Boondock Saints
Constantine
From Dusk Till Dawn
From Hell
Hero
Kill Bill
King Arthur
Miscellaneous
Once Upon a Time in Mexico
Pirates of the Caribbean
Sin City
Supernatural
The Ninth Gate
The 13th Warrior

City-verse
FDTD-verse
Game-verse
Hit-verse
Q-sense ’verse
Theory-verse

Haunted

Author: Guede Mazaka
Rating: PG
Pairing: James/Jack
Feedback: Sure. Good lines, bad ones, etc.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: Jack doesn’t sleep well.

***

The Pearl groans as she bellies through the midnight swells, and Jack groans with her. The air is damp, clammy, and seeps uneasily over him as he curls tight in his hammock. Strange things are afoot tonight, whispering at his ears and dragging cold fingers over his shoulder.

Jack…

“Go ‘way,” he mutters. A leak’s sprung overhead, funneling the condensation onto his bare neck. He shivers and brushes it away, but the chilling wetness persists. “Go away, damn it. I’ll have none of that while I’m abed.”

But I am going away. That’s why I came.

And Jack turns around to see the last traces of a strong jaw, sad eyes and commodore’s hat evaporate into the air.

***

Home