Bang… Bang… Bang…
It's all I hear. Clashing sound of swords and firing bullets fills up my ears with sickening feeling in the pit of my stomach. I'm looking around like a mad woman with a mission; hell I've got a mission right now and it's not get killed. As I pull the trigger of my pistol another thought comes to my mind; where's my little Liam? Is he safe as Jack promised?
As doubtful as I am of Jack Sparrow's motives about taking both of us on his commandeered ship; as hopeless I am in believing in him and his good heart. I remember a comment Jack said those all years ago when we were trying to get a way out from the sea-of-dead. Back then, one day when he just barely passed me on his way; I stopped him. I wanted to say something but before I could spoke as much as one lonely word he glared at me, twisting his mouth in mock happiness of seeing me and said something about Barbossa tellin' him that he's too good for being real pirate; that this goodness is going to be the death of him...
Never in my entire life I didn't feel so dirty and twisted. So evil... Jack seeing upon my face horrified look I gave him only smiled more bearing his gold teeth glittering in the shining sun. Talk about man's lost trust. That strange cloud of misery hung above us two till the very end; only when the battle was over and Will was gone it seemed to disperse little bit, holding ours spirits up. Then I've had that one last day with my husband, father of my son.
If I should be honest with myself I'd had to say I really hoped that Jack would wait for that day to pass (for me) and then show up with a proposal of sailing the seas together. I think I wanted that because he was only man that stood-by my side once; because he was the only living one. Of course truth wasn't all that pretty pink and I was stranded on that little island all alone, with nobody but me and my confused thoughts.
Soon enough days changed into weeks, they into months and all in all years went by too fast and too furious. I buried chest on that island and went on journey looking for something to keep my mind off of Will's and Jack's disappearance. It helped for some time, sometime later I learned I was with child. Will's child. After that everything came back to me twice that strong, heavier to bear with. I fell apart which isn't too much of a surprise...