A/N: I wonder what will happen next.
Jack backed off at once, lowering his sword. He looked me dead in the eye for a moment, and then left. As he passed by a bucket of dirty cleaning water, he tossed something in. To make him angry I called after him, "What's this, has the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow gone soft?" Andrew rose to his feet, and looked me over as if seeing me for the first time. "You've changed so much...Abigail. I'm not sure if I can love you as I once did. But I will try. I want to love you again, Abigail. You don't know how often I've thought of you. Abigail, will you marry me? As you are, the good and the bad. Will you be the mother of my children, and children to come once more? Will you be my wife?"
I couldn't look Andrew in the eye as I said this. "I can't give you my word, Andrew. Not now. You were supposed to be dead...I fell in love again Andrew, I moved on. And even if you haven't I...I just can't think right now." I walked over to the porthole, and looked out at the sea. It was getting dark, too dark for night; not even the moon was out. I turned, only to find that Andrew was almost right up against me. "Abigail, if I have to win you back by passion I will. I love you. I loved you as Lauren; I love you as Abigail. I'll love you in any other name you choose. But don't make me wait too long. As I said before, by locking me out, you do the same to James and Cora. They may know you are their mother, but I'll never let you see them again if you continue on the path you are on. I won't let my children grow up among murderers and pirates. I've had enough of them."
Andrew locked me in his arms and kissed me so deeply at that moment that I could almost feel my insides melting. I followed Andrew into his cabin that night. There I answered his question. Yes. I had given up everything I loved, my freedom, my writing, my wild adventures, all for three people. At the time, it seemed like the perfect thing to do. I knew I would have to talk with Jack, and I knew he would do everything he could to get me back. I imagined him locking me away from Andrew, or killing Andrew in some battle. It scared me to death. The next morning, I woke and instead of finding myself alone, as I had with Jack, Andrew was still there. He wrapped his arms around me, kissed me and whispered, "I love you." I didn't say anything. I couldn't. I should have thought of Jack. I should have talked to him before I did this. I dressed and crept from Andrew's room.
I climbed out onto the deck, and it seemed that no one wanted to meet my eyes, even Will was avoiding me. I walked towards Jack's cabin, hoping not to walk in on something I didn't want to see, but just as I reached the door, and reached out my hand to the handle, it turned itself. Andrew, his face slightly red, but with a smug look on his face walked out. When he saw me, he wasted no time in gluing his lips to mine. I pulled away from him, and slapped him as hard as I could. "How dare you take it upon yourself to make my excuses. You should have stayed out of this, Andrew." He merely shrugged and kissed me once more, running his hands over me and then walking away, strutting about as if he owned me. Disgusted, I walked into Jack's cabin. I door shut behind me, and I jumped in fright.
I turned to see Jack staring back at me, his eyes boring into mine, searching for something. Then he said the most hateful words he ever could, "So that's who you truly are. I never saw it before. You would be a perfect fit in Tortuga. You grew up there for a few years, am I correct? Well, if you let a man handle you as that pig just did, It clearly shows." I closed my eyes and took a deep breath; I wasn't going to let him get to me. "I'm gong to marry him Jack. I was once, whether it was legal or not doesn't matter to me. I am the mother of his children, and I love him. But I love you too, and I-" Jack cut me off and glared at me, stepping closer. I felt the familiar fear of being cornered.
"How can you love me, if you can humiliate me in front of my entire crew, toy with me, and the go for the next guy that pops up." I felt dirty. Whatever Jack was trying, it was working. I felt no better than someone Andrew picked off a street. I breathed deep, knowing I would have to get him to understand. "Jack, you've got to understand. I had a life with Andrew, a life I thought I had lost. It's not just all sunshine and daisies, raising children on a ship, hoping their grandparents will see them some day, and because of your foolishness, you believe them dead. I begged Andrew to let me raise them on a ship, because I thought there would be a chance for me to find my family. It was my fault I thought them dead for years.
"Look around you Jack! You have everything I have ever wanted, and you still aren't happy. You kill innocent people everyday. If my child asks someday why you did this, am I going to answer because he wanted to be rich? I love you more than I ever loved Andrew, but I promised my self to him years ago. It hurts; finding out you betrayed a husband you thought you didn't have. How will he ever be able to trust me again? Andrew only knew the shy side of me. He never knew me when I was ready to challenge every person I saw. That only happened after I lost him. But he still loved me, possibly more than you did. It has a deeper meaning from him. Andrew and I, we had a life, a home. Now James and Cora need a mother. I can finally be that mother."
Jack looked at me, hurt and anger showing plainly in his eyes. He walked over to me, wrapped his arms around me, and then hugged me. It was the last thing I expected from him, the last thing I wanted. I wanted him to take me in his arms and kiss me until I stayed with him; I wanted him to do something, anything but walk away again. But Jack never was like normal people. He walked away, back to his wheel, back to his beloved ship. I followed him. Once I reached the wheel I whispered in his ear, "It's a good thing I did chose Andrew. I wouldn't want to have compete for your affection with a boat." With that I turned around and headed back below deck. I couldn't stand it any longer.
We reached a small port, a day's travel or so from Port Royal. Jack stayed in his cabin. Will left with Andrew, James, Cora, and I. Once we were back at Port Royal, Andrew and I were remarried under my real name. Soldiers came to question me, but I told them the truth. I had no idea where Jack Sparrow was, or any of my family. I doubt they would ave believed me, if I hadn't broken down in tears when they pushed the question. "I'm telling you...If I did know where they were I'd tell you. Don't you think that if I knew I would have told them to come to my wedding? I have no idea where they are." After that, Andrew begged them to leave. I always knew I would end up crying on my wedding day, I just never expected my tears would be from sadness.
The months after that turned to years that were mixed in a terrible blur. Every time I got a chance I would ask a pirate about Jack, and always they would regard me strangely. Why would the wife of a new captain in the navy want to know about a pirate? I visited Will and Elizabeth. Once they mentioned Jack visiting, about a year after I had left the Black Pearl. According to Will, he never even asked of me, or even seemed to be missing me. I had begged the truth out of them, and then they said he seemed out of place, and had been getting into real trouble lately. He was killing, rather than just leaving boats to rot a drift on the sea with their occupants. Gibs was dead, killed in an attack, and Ana Maria had stopped by only once, asking Will to talk some sense into Jack. But from what I heard, it wasn't working. He was turning into a terrible pirate.
Jack backed off at once, lowering his sword. He looked me dead in the eye for a moment, and then left. As he passed by a bucket of dirty cleaning water, he tossed something in. To make him angry I called after him, "What's this, has the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow gone soft?" Andrew rose to his feet, and looked me over as if seeing me for the first time. "You've changed so much...Abigail. I'm not sure if I can love you as I once did. But I will try. I want to love you again, Abigail. You don't know how often I've thought of you. Abigail, will you marry me? As you are, the good and the bad. Will you be the mother of my children, and children to come once more? Will you be my wife?"
I couldn't look Andrew in the eye as I said this. "I can't give you my word, Andrew. Not now. You were supposed to be dead...I fell in love again Andrew, I moved on. And even if you haven't I...I just can't think right now." I walked over to the porthole, and looked out at the sea. It was getting dark, too dark for night; not even the moon was out. I turned, only to find that Andrew was almost right up against me. "Abigail, if I have to win you back by passion I will. I love you. I loved you as Lauren; I love you as Abigail. I'll love you in any other name you choose. But don't make me wait too long. As I said before, by locking me out, you do the same to James and Cora. They may know you are their mother, but I'll never let you see them again if you continue on the path you are on. I won't let my children grow up among murderers and pirates. I've had enough of them."
Andrew locked me in his arms and kissed me so deeply at that moment that I could almost feel my insides melting. I followed Andrew into his cabin that night. There I answered his question. Yes. I had given up everything I loved, my freedom, my writing, my wild adventures, all for three people. At the time, it seemed like the perfect thing to do. I knew I would have to talk with Jack, and I knew he would do everything he could to get me back. I imagined him locking me away from Andrew, or killing Andrew in some battle. It scared me to death. The next morning, I woke and instead of finding myself alone, as I had with Jack, Andrew was still there. He wrapped his arms around me, kissed me and whispered, "I love you." I didn't say anything. I couldn't. I should have thought of Jack. I should have talked to him before I did this. I dressed and crept from Andrew's room.
I climbed out onto the deck, and it seemed that no one wanted to meet my eyes, even Will was avoiding me. I walked towards Jack's cabin, hoping not to walk in on something I didn't want to see, but just as I reached the door, and reached out my hand to the handle, it turned itself. Andrew, his face slightly red, but with a smug look on his face walked out. When he saw me, he wasted no time in gluing his lips to mine. I pulled away from him, and slapped him as hard as I could. "How dare you take it upon yourself to make my excuses. You should have stayed out of this, Andrew." He merely shrugged and kissed me once more, running his hands over me and then walking away, strutting about as if he owned me. Disgusted, I walked into Jack's cabin. I door shut behind me, and I jumped in fright.
I turned to see Jack staring back at me, his eyes boring into mine, searching for something. Then he said the most hateful words he ever could, "So that's who you truly are. I never saw it before. You would be a perfect fit in Tortuga. You grew up there for a few years, am I correct? Well, if you let a man handle you as that pig just did, It clearly shows." I closed my eyes and took a deep breath; I wasn't going to let him get to me. "I'm gong to marry him Jack. I was once, whether it was legal or not doesn't matter to me. I am the mother of his children, and I love him. But I love you too, and I-" Jack cut me off and glared at me, stepping closer. I felt the familiar fear of being cornered.
"How can you love me, if you can humiliate me in front of my entire crew, toy with me, and the go for the next guy that pops up." I felt dirty. Whatever Jack was trying, it was working. I felt no better than someone Andrew picked off a street. I breathed deep, knowing I would have to get him to understand. "Jack, you've got to understand. I had a life with Andrew, a life I thought I had lost. It's not just all sunshine and daisies, raising children on a ship, hoping their grandparents will see them some day, and because of your foolishness, you believe them dead. I begged Andrew to let me raise them on a ship, because I thought there would be a chance for me to find my family. It was my fault I thought them dead for years.
"Look around you Jack! You have everything I have ever wanted, and you still aren't happy. You kill innocent people everyday. If my child asks someday why you did this, am I going to answer because he wanted to be rich? I love you more than I ever loved Andrew, but I promised my self to him years ago. It hurts; finding out you betrayed a husband you thought you didn't have. How will he ever be able to trust me again? Andrew only knew the shy side of me. He never knew me when I was ready to challenge every person I saw. That only happened after I lost him. But he still loved me, possibly more than you did. It has a deeper meaning from him. Andrew and I, we had a life, a home. Now James and Cora need a mother. I can finally be that mother."
Jack looked at me, hurt and anger showing plainly in his eyes. He walked over to me, wrapped his arms around me, and then hugged me. It was the last thing I expected from him, the last thing I wanted. I wanted him to take me in his arms and kiss me until I stayed with him; I wanted him to do something, anything but walk away again. But Jack never was like normal people. He walked away, back to his wheel, back to his beloved ship. I followed him. Once I reached the wheel I whispered in his ear, "It's a good thing I did chose Andrew. I wouldn't want to have compete for your affection with a boat." With that I turned around and headed back below deck. I couldn't stand it any longer.
We reached a small port, a day's travel or so from Port Royal. Jack stayed in his cabin. Will left with Andrew, James, Cora, and I. Once we were back at Port Royal, Andrew and I were remarried under my real name. Soldiers came to question me, but I told them the truth. I had no idea where Jack Sparrow was, or any of my family. I doubt they would ave believed me, if I hadn't broken down in tears when they pushed the question. "I'm telling you...If I did know where they were I'd tell you. Don't you think that if I knew I would have told them to come to my wedding? I have no idea where they are." After that, Andrew begged them to leave. I always knew I would end up crying on my wedding day, I just never expected my tears would be from sadness.
The months after that turned to years that were mixed in a terrible blur. Every time I got a chance I would ask a pirate about Jack, and always they would regard me strangely. Why would the wife of a new captain in the navy want to know about a pirate? I visited Will and Elizabeth. Once they mentioned Jack visiting, about a year after I had left the Black Pearl. According to Will, he never even asked of me, or even seemed to be missing me. I had begged the truth out of them, and then they said he seemed out of place, and had been getting into real trouble lately. He was killing, rather than just leaving boats to rot a drift on the sea with their occupants. Gibs was dead, killed in an attack, and Ana Maria had stopped by only once, asking Will to talk some sense into Jack. But from what I heard, it wasn't working. He was turning into a terrible pirate.