Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with the film, or the characters from the film. (Well, not yet anyway… muhaha)

A/N Hey, another Jack/Ana fic to add to my little collection I have going on. This is set to Pinks song 'Who Knew'. I absolutely love that song, and it gave me a great idea to get back into writing. Sorry if this isn't too good, it's been a while! But now I have a whole summer ahead of me to write! Yay! Anyway, enough of the babble and on with the story! please review!

Picture the scene. The sun setting across the waves, the sky painted all the colours of the rainbow from the dimming light and a lazy, relaxed mood hanging in the air. Sounds perfectly idyllic don't it.

Two young children were playing on the beach. Neither of them was above the age of 10. Sounds of 'arr' and 'I got you' floated up into the air, along with their carefree laughs. A mother stood, proudly watching the childish game, a small smile playing on her lips. Her mind floated back to her childhood days, the games she played when she was that age, how different her life had been. Not far behind her was a grand house. The largest in the tiny port town. The proud owner of said house was the Governor. The woman carried on watching, enjoying the peace of the evening. Before she would have to take the two back in, take them to their separate places in the house. While outside, it seemed like they're worlds were the same. But inside, inside they couldn't be further apart unless they were living on different sides of the earth.

Neither child thought that they were much different from each other. The oldest, proudly 9 and a half years old, was fair skinned which had been tanned by the summer sun. His wispy dark brown hair; fell across his face in need of a cut. The other child had dark skin, along with beautiful long dark hair, braided in a plait at the back of her head; she wasn't much younger, only by around 2 or 3 years. Both smiled, giggling as they played a game of 'pirates', with sticks as swords and large bamboo leaves as they're hats. Both felt like the evening would last forever, along with the bond they shared.

The woman watching them happened to be the nanny of the boy. His wealthy father had taken pity on the woman, who had been no older then 16 when she fell off a slave ship, swollen belly and all. He'd been passing by the auction when he'd spotted her. The look on her face as dirty scoundrels bided for her, almost tore his heart apart. He'd seen women in the same position before. Told himself it was none of his business that he couldn't do anything about it and shouldn't beat himself up about it. But the woman was pregnant and he couldn't shake the feeling off. How would he live with himself, knowing a helpless child would be born into slavery, especially with masters like that? No, it wouldn't be fair. So he had taken it upon himself to 'own' her. Winning the auction didn't make him feel proud. He liked to hire his staff on a fair base. Not use slaves. The poor girl was petrified of him for weeks. No matter how many times he told her she was no longer a slave, and would be free to leave after her child was born. Well, he didn't want a child born out on the streets now did he? He treated her like any other member of his staff, and it wasn't until she got her first ever pay check that she believed him. Once her baby daughter had been born, she decided to stay, knowing she had a good place to bring her up in. It was only when the baby was 2 months old that she was given the job as a nanny, to take care of the Governors one and only son after his wife died. His wife had taken it upon herself to take care of her son. She often looked after Joanna's daughter (the slave-girl), forming a strong friendship with the girl. Her death hadn't been sudden; she had had a fever for 2 weeks, and had requested that Joanna take care of the babies. And so, Joanna had a job for a long time to come.

As the sun dipped below the horizon the three headed back to the house. Both children tiered out from the day, the silly smiles still plastered on their faces as they fell into their slumber. Joanna could only hope that they remained as happy as they were then…

3 year's later

"Come on Maria. You're holding me up. I'll go without you!" The boy received a glare from the 10 year old as she tried to climb the rocks.

"You wouldn't dare leave me. Or… or… or ill tell my mum, and then you'll be in big trouble!" The boy just laughed, looking down from his place on the rocky cliff. He grinned at the look of concentration on the young girl's face, her tongue poking out with the effort.

"Wow. I'm scared Maria. Not Joanna! Anything but Joanna!" The girl looked up from her place on the cliff and stuck her tongue out.

"Whatever you say, but you won't be like that when… OW". His head snapped downwards, his eyes searching for his 10 year old companion. Her mum would kill him if he let her get hurt.

"Maria? Where are you? Where… oh." He looked down to see her sat on the rock below, currently wiping the blood from her hand onto her dress. She looked up and grinned, a small laugh escaping her lips. "you ok?" the girl nodded, her smile still brightly on her face. She stood up, careful not to bang her head on the low rocks. She reached up, standing on her tip toes, and could only scrape the rocks abover her with her nails.

"Jack. I cant reach!" Once again she reached up, only to be a few centimetres short of the rock, to prove her point.

"Here. Grab my hand!" After a lot of effort on both parts, eventually the petit girl was on the same rock as her friend.

Both looked at the view in front of them. To a 13 and 10 year old it was one of the most amazing sights they had ever seen. And that sight would stay in their memory forever. In front of them, the ocean stretched out, going as far as the eye could see. There wasn't a cloud in the sky, its bright blue contrasting slightly with the dark blue and turquoise the ocean held. On the side of the island that they were sat on, the only ships that could be seen, where the ones at sea. On their way to amazing adventures that the children thought up in their heads. Jack sighed.

"maria?" The girl looked sideways reluctantly taken her thoughts away from her happy day dream.

"um hum"

"you know I'm going on Friday?" The girl looked down at her knees, and nodded her head sadly. "well, you promise that when I get back, we'll come back up here again, and be like we are now?" again she nodded her head, still looking at her knees, absentmindly scratching at a scabb that was a reminder of the many adventures the pair had had together.

"your not going to change are you Jack? Do you promise that you wont ever forget me?" Jack lightly hit his friend on the arm, grinning.

"How could I forget you eh? I don't think anybody could!" A smile broke out onto the little girls face, a giggle escaping her as he began to tickle her madly. "come on, your mam will be wondering where we've got to!"

6 years on

Jack returned home, for the first time in 6 years. At 18 years of age he was finally fully grown, his looks already giving him the advantage with the ladies, his charm well on the way to perfection. His father had married again since he had been away, finally deciding it was time to move on from his lost love. Jack hadn't been able to attend the wedding, but had sent a gift and a message that gave his blessing and wished them well. That was 4 years ago, and he now had a half brother and sister, which another on the way. He had not heard from his childhood friend since the first year of him being away in England. Although, a few months before he was due to return home, his father sent him a sad letter. Joanna had died. She had caught small pox and hadn't survived it. His father let him know that AnaMaria was fine. She hadn't been allowed near her mother, for them fearing that she too would catch the deadly disease. He had hated to think of her alone in the world, but comforted himself with the fact his father would take care of her from now on. She was only 15.

He was keen to see her, and thought it would be far easier then it actually was. As soon as he touched the land again, his father had whisked him off to meet his new wife and their children. Once the pleasentries had been done there, he had been taken to another location, a welcome back party was being held in his name. His father was trying to hook him up with someone to marry. And the boy hadn't been off the boat for more then a few hours. By the time he reached home again, it was well into the morning hours. His room hadn't been touched since he had left, apart from being cleaned of course. The same old butler, Henry, that had been there from way before, helped him with his stuff.

"Thanks Henry, I can deal with it now." The butler bowed as a sign of respect, which Jack rolled his eyes to, and turned to leave. "Oh, Henry, before you go. Where does Anamaria sleep now?" The old man smiled slightly, reminiscing on the old days no doubt before answering.

"Same place Jack. Same place. But she'll be sleeping." Jack nodded his head, and held up a hand to show he was free to go.

She'll be sleeping… but I'm sure she wouldn't mind me waking her up… I mean. I havnt seen her in 6 years, so I don't know how she'll react, but I have to see her soon. And by the way things have been going at the moment, it doesn't look like I'm gonna get the chance right now… so… maybe I should just knock on her door. If she doesn't answer then ill turn around and come back again. Yes. Yes that's what I shall do. Right… Jack walked quietly, remembering to walk lightly along the old floorboards of the top of the house. He smiled as he remembered how jelous he had always been of Ana for getting a room at the top of the house. 'its not fair! I want an attic room!'

Jack gently knocked on her door. No answer.

He knocked again, a little harder this time. Still nothing. Maybe I should leave? Nah, just another few minuets…

Once again he knocked on the door, practically banging it down… but as quietly as he could of course. Finally he heard noise on the other side. A mumbled 'jest a minuet' came from the other side of the wood. Finally the door creaked open…

"Jack?"

A/N ok, it wasnt untill i got to this point that i decided the story should be in 2-3 parts. And i'll update soon (as long as i get nice reviews:-)) ive already got the next part done and im halfway through the ending. Review! thanks, captainme