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Jack chuckled and set the glass to the side, "I'll make sure to be with you next time you decide to do something stupid. That way I can get you out of there before something like this happens again." The guilt came creeping back, gnawing at his stomach. He could have prevented it this time as well. Can't dwell on it. Not now He thought, squashing the feelings. He pressed his hand to her forehead, then her cheek. "Well, good news, you aren't burning up as much as you were last night." He started to reach over for the medicine at the side table when he noticed Marabelle, watching them from the bedroom. His face started to heat up as he started to sputter, "A-Ah, Belle. I...I didn't see you there."
"You don't remember anything?" Jack moved back to pour her more water, putting the glass back to her lips. "You were arrested for hurting your stepfather. We broke you out and you were in a bad shape." He pushed the image of a broken Alice in her father's arms out of his mind. She was safe and awake. No longer broken. "This is the first time you've been lucid since yesterday." He frowned and pushed some hair away from her bangs tenderly. "How are you feeling?"
Jack frowned and put a tentative hand on her shoulder, gently leading her back to the mattress , "Lay back down, love. It's probably just the medicine." At least, he hoped it was just the medicine. He reached over to the side table and poured a glass of tepid water from the pitcher. "You've been through an ordeal. Gave us all a scare." His chuckle was dry with lingering hints of concern. So far she seemed like his Alice which he had to take as a good sign. He slipped a hand behind her head to lift it up a bit before putting the glass to her lips.
Every little movement had Jack on edge for most of the night, waking up every time there was a loud creak in the old house or a movement beside him. The long day, however, took a toll on him and after a point he fell into a deep sleep. He only awoke again when the body beside him moved completely. He peeled his eyes open, blinking several times to clear the bleariness. For a split second, he thought he was still asleep then the memories from the night before rushed back to him. "Alice?" He asked, his voice still rough with sleep, "How are you feeling?" He started to sit up slowly.
"You do have a point there." Josephine laughed. Christian and Samuel were notorious for being the most misogynistic womanizers, even by pirate standards. On several occasions she had tried to kill them in their sleep for their comments but Elijah was always there to calm her down. She sighed and nodded, moving her leg down to settled in between his. She curled up against him, arm draped across his stomach, "Night, Eli." She mumbled.
"I'll admit, I never did. That's because you never seemed interested." Also admittedly, she never realized how much of a man he had grown to be until today, both mentally and physically. She placed a hand on his cheek and gently turned his head towards her, stretching up and giving him a tender kiss, "And yet, now look where we are." She murmured as she pulled away, smiling at him. The transition was seamless and a tiny voice in the back of mind started to question it. But before it could grow any more, she pushed it aside. In this moment she was happy and that's all she wanted to be.
"You were the first person who didn't treat me like some wild savage stow away. You had a better chance than others." Elijah had been the very first friend she had made on the ship. He had come in to her room after a particularly bad morning where she was cornered by two shipmates who felt the need to "tame" her and just barely managed to escape. Elijah had visited her afterwards with a small, nervous smile and a tray of food from dinner. There had been no snarky comments, no leery looks, nothing. Just a very simple conversation that left her feeling in better spirits then ever before. Since then, she had always come to him with to talk about her day and her problems and eventually, to gush about Jack. Guilt settled in the pit of her stomach as she realized all the times she spoke about Jack. She looked up at him and pressed a kiss to his jaw, "How were you able to deal with me?"
Elijah had a point. From the stories that she heard from Jack and Sebastian, Marabelle and Amy were forces to be reckoned with. Alice too. She chuckled lightly, "That is true. You pirates have a soft spot for headstrong women." For Jack, he apparently couldn't stay away from them. His face as he looked at an unconscious Alice flashed in her mind and sent a stab to her heart. She ducked her head, hiding her scowl. She wouldn't let herself think about him, not when she was with Elijah. "Why didn't you say anything?" She asked softly.
Thinking back to her first couple of weeks on the ship, she winced and gave him a questioning look. "From the beginning?" She asked incredulously, "You mean when I stowed myself away on the ship and almost threw Declan overboard when everyone tried to kick me off?" She was a savage, filled with anger. It took her a good couple of months and a beating from Sebastian to get her to calm down and act like a normal human. It pained her to think about how wild she acted. To think that Elijah found that appealing...She shook her head, laughing a bit. "You had a death wish, didn't you?"
Shivers ran up her spine when his cool hand slipped under her shirt. "Aren't you bold." Josephine quirked an eyebrow but showed no signs of pulling away. Her mouth was pulled up in a small, crooked smile, "And actually, yes. I have one more question." She watched him closely, "When did all of this," She gestured in between them, "happen. How long have you liked me?" For as long as she had been on the ship, he was there and yet, it wasn't until now that she realized that he felt something towards her.
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