Thank you for the encouraging words, NazgulQueen!! Keeps me motivated! ;)

"Alexandra?" Her father asked as he heard hurried steps rushing up the stairs.

"Yes, father?" She asked timidly, turning her head so she could see him. He was reclining in an overstuffed chair, decorated with patterns of muted flowers.

"Tomorrow night we shall be going to the Venus' for dinner." He informed. "And I believe that son of theirs, John, is it, is going to want to have a couple of dances with you." He said with a smile and a wink. Alexandra sighed outwardly.

"Daddy, I don't want to go!" She whined. Her father rolled his eyes.

"Don't whine, Alexandra, we all know it doesn't help in the slightest." Her father said. She huffed out another sigh and stormed up the stairs. Only as she opened her first book was her mood lightened. Jack Sparrow would be here to take her away tonight.

"Jack Sparrow once escaped the jail of Port Royale and commandeered a naval ship, the fastest one in the Caribbean. Days later he was recaptured, and was faced with the noose. When it was placed against his neck someone in the crowd began to attack those condemning him. Sparrow escaped and the two, working as a team, pushed past all of the redcoats that swamped the area. Sparrow leaped over a wall and to the harbor below. A beautiful ship appeared on the horizon, his ship, the Black Pearl." She read aloud. Her mind was frazzled in the legend of Captain Jack Sparrow. As the night wore on, Alexandra found herself sitting at her window, listening to the sounds of gunshots from a ship. "The Black Pearl…" She muttered breathlessly. Her mouth curled into a smile. It would only be a little while before her Jack Sparrow came to her very own house to take her away. "I won't have to go to the Venus' tomorrow…" She said, laughing quietly. "I'll be long gone with Jack, sailing happily with him." She fantasized, staring up at her ceiling. Moments later her heart leapt with joy. A figure was running up her driveway, heading toward her window. A scraping noise began, and in seconds a man was poking through her window. Alexandra quickly grabbed his wrist and pulled the rest of him inside. She lit a small candle and looked at who was before her. He was better than the books described, better than what the local women said. "Jack Sparrow…" She said quietly. He nodded.

"Yep. That's me. Now, you're not going to tell your father, yeah?" He asked. Alexandra shook her head.

"Take me." She said, grabbing his wrist. He raised an eyebrow.

"Take you?" He asked. She nodded eagerly.

"Take me away from all the banquets and parties!" She cried, tears forming in her eyes.

"Sorry love, I'm just here to steal your stuff." He said, walking out of her door and into the hallway.

a/n- Well, that's the end. Sorry if you wanted him to actually take her away. If you wanted her to, tell me, and if enough people do, then I'll do that…

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