(A/N: I don't own ANYTHING! Except Eleanor. And the plot line. Peace!)
Sea spray plastered Eleanor's red locks to her face and her neck. Her face was lit with excitement as the ship rocked up and down on the waves. Elizabeth's pirate song flitted down to where she stood now, but she paid it little attention, she was too interested in the foreboding fog. Elizabeth gasped and then Eleanor heard someone start chiding her about singing pirate songs. Eleanor smiled when her brother broke in, saving Elizabeth. That was James, he was always there to stand up for the weak, for Eleanor, and for anyone Eleanor cared for.
The morning was passing slowly; Eleanor wandered the deck, humming. "Eleanor." James' voice caused her to twirl around. "I wanted to remind you, once we get to Port Royal, you are to stay at the Governor's manor."
Eleanor nodded her red head. "Yes, sir." She muttered, giving James a huge smile. "Is Port Royal much different than London?"
James smiled at his sister and nodded his head. "Yes, Ella. Much different, but you will still be a lady of England." He cupped his sister's cheek with his hand and kissed her forehead. "I love you, Ella."
Eleanor's blue eyes shone in the fog, tears welling in them. "I love you too, Jamie." She took a deep breath and focused on trying not to cry.
James gave her a small smile and straightened up. "Go play with Miss Swann." He suggested lightly and then turned around. "Governor Swann."
Eleanor watched her brother stride away from her and sighed. She spun around and began to walk the deck of the ship. She couldn't find Elizabeth until suddenly Elizabeth shouted into the fog. "Look!! A boy! There's a boy in the water!"
Eleanor ran to the side of the ship. Her small, child size hands gripping the edge as she tried to look and find the boy. Men surrounded her everywhere, James yelled out orders to pull the boy aboard. Eleanor blinked; the boy was floating on a raft, or a crate of some kind. "Mary, Mother of God." Gibbs cursed nearby.
The men around her fell silent as the fog parted around a ship that was on fire. Eleanor gasped, watching it in horror. "Everybody's thinkin' it, I'm just sayin' it. Pirates." Gibbs stated in a hushed voice.
Governor Swann laughed in an uneven, nervous way. Eleanor watched as James and a few soldiers pulled the boy abroad. Elizabeth nudged Eleanor in the back. "Pirates." Elizabeth whispered the one word with so much excitement and passion that Eleanor understood her and agreed with her.
James stood over the men as they placed the boy on the ship and backed up. Eleanor watched as Elizabeth was charged with the boys' safety and then she slipped past all the madness, to the back of the boat. Her thoughts were running wild, pirates? She loved pirates, that was the one reason she and Elizabeth had become fast friends already. Eleanor stood aside as Elizabeth tended to the boy, men and James running around her. Eleanor made her way to the back of the ship and stood there, humming a pirate tune. The fog was thick, but it suddenly parted enough so much so that Eleanor swore she saw a black ship with black sails appear and then disappear. She gasped, closed her eyes.