Wow. I never knew it was peas in a pod where Liz calls him Jack for the first time. It went from Captain Sparrow or Jack Sparrow to just Jack by the second movie just out of nowhere. It all comes together........
I've wanted to see them dance, too. That would be so hot. Ooh, what about this scenario?
Jack and Liz have infiltrated a ball where they know Beckett's going to be. They've been giving each other strange looks the entire night, knowing one is going to suggest to the other they should dance. Suddenly from a corner, Beckett sees them and simply gestures to two uniformed guards.
"This way, love," Jack pulls her onto the dance floor, his back to the guards coming their way. Liz tries to peer over him to see what is happening. "No, look at me. Act like you're having a good time." He whirls her around so she can no longer see them.
"If you're hoping they'll simply lose interest..." she warns, but there's a small smile on her face.
"Careful, Lizzie, you look like you want me all to yourself again," he grins and tightens his grip around her waist, pulling her closer.
"Captain," she flirts back, "There is no 'again.'" She does a graceful spin and lands back in his arms, but strokes his face as she does.
For once, Jack doesn't say anything. We haven't seen him look at her this way on camera before, but we've all imagined it. She senses his serious tone and continues to dance, the intensity building as they grow closer. The song starts to get louder, the music heightening to a climax.
"You there!" a guard shouts at them.
Jack realizes he may never get another chance, cups her cheeks with his long, sexy hands and kisses her. Their kiss deepens just as the guards grab his shoulders and begin to lead him away.
"Pirate," she whispers to herself and licks her lips. Looks like it's her turn to come to the rescue.
Aw, thanks. I'm running out of ideas, though. I really think it would be hot if they had a swordfight together. Jack's supposedly the worst swordsman in the movies according to the writers but he has experience and Liz is a newcomer, but she's pretty handy with a sword, so it would be a fun match. Who knows what would cause a fight, though?
"There's the chest!" Liz cried and ran to it. It no longer mattered if Will forgave her or if Jack stopped, well, stopped being "Jack." They had the chest. "Jack, give me the key."
"Why would you expect me to do that now, darling?"
"What?" She turned to face him. "It's what we need! We can make it all stop now."
"Instead of holding it for the opportune moment? I thought I knew you, Lizzie," he teased, a faint grin breaking out on his face. Liz held the chest closer to her, and pointed her sword at him.
"Your opportune moments aren't always opportune for everybody else, Jack," she said, locking eyes with him. She watched him match her sword with his. With a gentle twist, he attempted to disarm her, but she countered it, juggling the chest with her free arm.
Maybe someone else could see where this goes?