Rebecca stood out on the balcony of her room. She wore her favorite red dress. It was starting to get worn but she wore it anyway. Her father did not like the dress. He did not approve of her wearing it out of the house. But she wore it as often as possible. She smiled as she thought about the conversations she had had with her father about the dress.

Then the events of the past week crossed her mind and her face fell. She had found out how her mother had been killed. A pirate tried to rape her and the same pirate had killed her father and then tried to kill her.

She was living with the Turner's for the time. Her father left her their house but she didn't want to go back. She didn't think she could handle it just yet.

She walked to the railing of the balcony the room and leaned over. Her high heels clattering on the stone. She refused to wear a corset with this dress but she was still light headed and dizzy. She leaned far out over the railing.

From the room right next door Captain Sparrow heard the clatter of heels on stone. He got out of bed and walked down the hall to the room next to his. The door was ajar. He pushed it open quietly. He saw Rebecca out on the balcony. She had her hands resting ever so lightly on the rail and she was leaning far over. Quietly, Jack walked across the room. He didn't want to scare her and make her fall.

As she leaned over the rail she thought 'What do I have left to live for? Mother was killed by pirates. Father was killed by a pirate. Now I am all alone. I should just end this horrible life now and take the burden off Will and Elizabeth.'

Suddenly Rebecca felt strong hands around her waist. She let go of the railing and spun around stepping backwards. She saw it was Captain Sparrow there. As she stepped back her heel caught on the hem of her dress. She slipped and fell back onto the railing. She gasped as her back collided with the rail and she almost went over. But Jack reached out and pulled her back. She started shaking. Jack wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. She buried her face in his shoulder. She started crying. She didn't cry when her mother died, she hadn't understood. When her father died she had been in shock and had cried, but hadn't really sobbed at the funeral. But when she almost fell off the balcony to her death she finally lost it.

Jack ran his fingers through Rebecca's long auburn hair. She started to calm down. She stepped back and whipped her eyes. She took a deep breath and looked at Jack.

"I'm sorry Captain, for the way I acted earlier. It was not your fault my mother died." She said.

"But, love, it was me crew."

"Still, I was out of line. I apologize, Captain. And thank you for saving my life. Both times."

He gave her one of his lopsided smiles showing off a few gold teeth. His smile faded and his eyes got concerned.

"What in yer life could make ye think 'bout endin' yer life," he asked.

Rebecca looked into the pirate's chocolate brown eyes.

"What made you think I wanted to end my life," she asked.

"Ye was leanin' way over tha' edge. An' all tha's happened to ya. And when ye started cryin' jus' now."

Rebecca looked down.

"I did," she said "My mother was murdered by pirates. My father was murdered by a pirate. A pirate tried to rape me, then a pirate saves me. The same pirate comes back and kills my father then attempts it again and to kill me and I get my life saved by a pirate. Do you have any idea how odd this is? How confused I feel?" He smiled again.

"Aye, love, I do. I was the pirate tha' saved ya."

Rebecca smiled but she looked sad. Jack stepped forward and pulled Rebecca close to him. He put his hands on her back and pulled her tight against him. Rebecca was surprised and became tense. But as the Captain held her she relaxed. She rested her head against his shoulder. She then realized that his shirt was all unbuttoned. Her face grew hot as she felt his strong, sun tanned chest against her cheek.

Jack stepped back. He put his hands on Rebecca's shoulders and asked

"Are ye alrigh' now?"

"Yes, Captain. Thank you."

He smiled.

"I'm righ' nex' door if ya need me."

He walked out. Rebecca got into her night gown and into bed. She sat there thinking. She felt very confused. She hated pirates yet she'd been saved by one. She thought 'Of course it has to be my luck I get saved by the most handsome pirate in the Caribbean.' She fell asleep that night. Dreams of her father and mother dieing plagued her sleep. She heard her father.

"Becky, fight. You must live. And when I'm gone do what you want with your life. That was your mother's wish. Be free. Don't let you status hold you back. Sail. Go to the sea. It is in your blood. I love you, Rebecca. Your mother did, too. Don't ever forget that." Those were her father's last words. She saw her father starting to give in. He'd had a sword run through his stomach by the pirate. The pirate walked in and laughed mercilessly.

Rebecca said "Daddy, no don't leave me."

She was grabbed around the waist from behind. She screamed. The pirate continued to laugh. Rebecca struggled against him. She broke free and ran from the room. The corset and long dress restricted her but she still out ran the fat pirate. She ran into a room. She locked the door knowing it wouldn't hold. She ran to the other side of the room. Standing on her tip toes she pulled one of the swords off the wall. She turned around and the door flew open. The pirate laughed when he saw the small, young woman holding the sword. In two minutes time the pirate had a bloody X on his chest. Rebecca knew how to use a sword, somewhat. In one minute though the pirate had Rebecca gagged and was pulling her from the room. She heard a voice.

"Let the lady go."

After what seemed forever she was released and she ran for her father. He lay dead in a pool of his own blood on the floor. Rebecca screamed.

She woke up suddenly, screaming, in a cold sweat. She was sitting straight up in bed. Suddenly her door flew open and Captain Sparrow came in. He rushed over to her and asked

"What's wrong, love?"

The words tumbled out of her mouth.

"I saw my father being killed and my mother. And… and I saw it all all over again. And… and … Oh Jack!"

She started crying and shaking all over. Jack sat down next to her and wrapped his arms around her. Suddenly, the door flew open again and Will came in. He saw Jack holding Rebecca. Her hair was wild and falling in her face. Her face was flushed and shone with sweat. The shoulders of her night gown were falling off, her covers thrown back and the bottom of her nightgown was near her knee.

"What the bloody hell is going on!" Will exclaimed.

Jack stood up and turned around. He saw the confused, stunned look on Will's face. He looked back at Rebecca and saw what Will saw. He walked over to Will.

Will whispered "What the bloody hell are you doing?"

"I know what it looks like but it's not. She woke up screamin'. She saw her parents diein'. I heard her screamin'. And I thought it was that pirate come back. I wasn't doin' nothin' but comfortin' her."

Will looked at him then at Rebecca who was still shaking. He gave Jack a look.

Jack said "I swear on pain of death tha' I won' do anythin' bad to 'er while she's grievin'."

Will said "Fine. But I will hold you to that."

"Aye."

Will turned and left the room. Jack closed the door. As that was happening Rebecca became aware of what she looked like. She pushed the sleeves back up on her night gown as Jack turned back around. He walked back up to the bed. He leaned down and pulled the covers back up over Rebecca and sat down facing her in a chair next to the bed.

He asked "You want ta tell me 'bout it, love?"

She sat staring at the covers.

She said quietly "You already know everything. You were there."

"Aye. I was there. I understand wha' happened to ya. Ya wan' ta tell me what is botherin' ya?"

She was silent for a moment.

"I heard my father's last words," she said. "He told me what my mother wanted for me. He… he told me that I needed to fight and survive. And when he was gone I should do what I wanted with my life. He actually told me not to let my upper class status get in my way. He said that my mother wanted me to be fee. And that I should go to the sea and sail and it was in my blood."

She paused and looked up at Jack.

"I also heard the pirate say he would come back for me and would finish what he started."

Her eyes glistened. Jack leaned forward and brushed her long hair out of her face.

"Well, 'e won' be hurtin' you tonigh', love. I'm gonna stay righ' 'ere with you. Now, you should get some sleep, Rebecca."

She lay down and pulled the covers closer to her.

She said "Becky."

Jack asked "What?"

"Please Captain, call me Becky."

Jack smiled

"Sure Becky."

She smiled and closed her eyes. She fell asleep almost instantly. Jack sat in the chair with his feet up on the bed. He watched Becky sleeping. She was beautiful. She had long, dark brown hair with a tint of red. She rarely wore it down. It was always pulled back into a ponytail, like earlier that night. At the moment it was in a loose ponytail that was falling out and strands hung over her face. She had long dark eyelashes over dark brown eyes. If you looked into her eyes you could see the dark ring around the brown part of her eye. Her eyes were searching. In a conversation if you met her eyes you would feel as if she were looking into your very soul and reading your thoughts. She was good at hiding her emotions. This past week was an exception but Becky could keep her emotions out of her eyes as well as her face. It was extremely difficult to read her expressions and her thoughts.

Jack fell asleep in the chair. He slept but was just asleep enough to get rest yet be awake instantly if someone came in.