I'm back! Here you are - the next chapter. I am running away from the script again and doing something I said I would do in the first story - give Calise and a ertain POTC character some romance. After you folks read this chapter, tell me what you think. I will have another question later on. But for now, please READ & REVIEW!!!! Also, if you have any suggestions, let me know. I am always very receptive to them and try to incorporate them into my storylines.
Disclaimer: I do not POTC - or Will, or Norrington, or Jack, unfortunately
Chapter 2
The next day, Calise cautiously wandered the streets. After last night's conversation, she was that Beckett would have raised the number of soldiers on duty. She proceeded to wander to the docks in order to find a ship bound to anywhere. As she looked at the ships, she noticed a familiar figure. A bit taller than her, with dark hair bound in a ponytail and equally dark eyes, Will Turner looked as if he never aged a day since she last saw him. Noting the ship he boarded, she went to the captain and, with a fake male Scottish twang, purchased passage on the ship. After the ship made sail, Calise began to search for her friend. Spotting him next to the rail looking out to sea, she decided to join him. "Lovely day to set sail, eh mate?" she said in her fake voice.
"Yes, it is," Will answered, a touch of pain in his voice.
"Wha's the mat'r, mate?" she asked.
"Nothing of your concern," he replied.
"Now mate, it won't help ya to keep it all inside," she pressed.
"It's none of your concern," Will repeated, a touch of irritation in his voice as he turned his head to his companion.
"Oh, I believe it is, William Turner," she said sweetly, going back to her natural voice and lifting her head to meet his eyes. Will looked at her in shock. "Calise?!"
"Shhhh," she told him. "Don't want the crew to get all superstitious now, do we?"
"What are you doing here?" he whispered.
"Following you," she replied. "I was in Port Royal for the wedding, but that kinda got interrupted, don't ya think?" she continued. Will lowered his head. "Then you know that Beckett is after you," he said.
"Oh, Beckett is always after me," she stated. "But let us continue this conversation somewhere more private," she added, motioning for Will to follow her. They went below into the cabin that Will was staying in. After closing the door, Will stated, "You know Beckett."
"Unfortunately, I do. Five years ago, I got separated from Jack while we were in Hong Kong. It took me a while to find out that Jack got caught by some EITC agents. I tried to free him, but was caught by Beckett's 'assistant' Mercer. When I met Beckett finally…," she trailed off, and Will saw that she did not have the will to continue it. He put a hand on top of her's. "You don't have to finish. I understand," he said, trying to reassure her that she was safe.
Calise smiled at him. "Thank you, Will," she said. Then she changed the subject. "I heard Governor Swann say that Norrington resigned his commission a few months back. Care to tell me why?" she asked.
Will looked at her and frowned. "You know the 'one day's grace' that Norrington gave to Jack?" Calise nodded. "Well, Norrington kept his word and went after Jack. Manage to catch up to Jack off the coast of Tripoli. Then a hurricane came," he explained.
She gasped. "Don't tell me that James went through the hurricane?" she asked in grief.
Will nodded. "He lost the Dauntless and his crew. He was the only survivor. After that happened, he resigned and disappeared," he concluded.
"Oh, the poor, stupid man," she whispered. Will could tell in her voice that she harbored feelings for the former commodore. Suddenly changing the subject, the lady asked, "So, how are we going to find Jack? Knowing him as I do, we won't be able to find him."
Will smiled. "We may not be able to find him with any hard, good leads. So we just have to listen to the stories," he replied. Calise smiled. Of course – Jack always loved to be the center of stories. And stories were the best thing they had in finding him. For days they asked people questions about Jack; and they heard the most ridiculous things. Then they arrived in the place that Jack liked the most…Tortuga.
When they got off at Tortuga, Calise said to Will, "I think that from now on we split up. By now, Beckett would know that I left Port Royal and followed you. We should look for Jack in our own way."
"You're right. Better if we go our own ways. If in one month we cannot find Jack, we should meet here in Tortuga and figure out another way," said Will.
"Agreed. See you in a month," she said to Will, giving the man a hug. After he left, Calise went into a tavern and spotted a familiar face. "Hello, Giselle," she said to the blonde-haired woman.
"Well, isn't it little Calise. Haven't seen you in a while. Where's Jack?" Giselle asked.
"I was going to ask you the same question. I haven't seen him in months," she replied, her eyes suddenly riveted to a corner table. "Excuse me," she said to Giselle. Waling over to the table, she looked at the man sitting there. The man was dressed in the garb a Royal Navy man, but his clothes were a mess; he was unshaven; he was unkempt and he was drunk. "Are you okay, sir?" she asked. As the man raised his head, Calise gasped in shock and recognition. The eyes belonged to former Commodore James Norrington. "Commodore Norrington?" she asked in wonder.
James looked at her for a moment and then asked, "Calise Barbossa? Is that you?"
She nodded her head. "What has the world done to you?" she asked in pity.
"Nothing I haven't deserved," he replied. He started to reach for his mug of rum when Calise grabbed his hand and said, "I think you have had enough, James."
"Who made you my boss?" he asked angrily. He started to grab Calise when he suddenly lost balance and fell. "I think that you have had enough to drink," she said, helping James up and leading him toward the exit and into the night. To her surprise, he made no protest, just followed her calmly. As they arrived at the outskirts of town, Calise guided him to a little house along the beach. It was something that Jack bought for her when she wanted to remain behind during one of his adventures. Entering the house, she led the man to one of the bedrooms and laid him on the bed. He immediately fell asleep. Taking off his hat, disheveled wig, and coat, she whispered, "See you in the morning, James."
