Disclaimer: i own a few people. the rest belong to some dead guy
My muse is mad at me for picking off Anna Maria. he's giving me a "i'm going to stab you in your sleep" look.
sorry i killed her. it just felt like it would help the story along. and i love angsty stories
Chapter 5- A Turning Point Between Father and Daughter
"Will, come to bed", Elizabeth coaxed. "He has a key. He can get in".
"Do you want me to read the message to you again? It says:
'Will,
something terrible has happened.
i have a wonderful surprise, though.
i have a gift for you and your family.
i will be in tonight.'
It could be serious,Elizabeth", Will said in almost a whine. Then, a voice caused him to flinch in alarm
"What could be serious?", Axl said from the doorway. "And did I hear something about a person coming tonight?
"You should be in bed, lad", Will said with a stern voice.
"I'm not a lad, dad, how many times to I have to say that?"
"Right, you're only 20 years my junior and my son."
"Well when you put it that-hold on-you didn't answer my question, what's serious and who is coming tonight?", Axl had a tone that made it seem as though it was urgent that he know right away.
"Read this." Will handed him the piece of paper. "it's from Jack".
Jack sat and watched Sword sleep, she was so beautiful. She looked like Anna-Maria. God, he wished he could tell her. He never should have let her leave, all those years ago.
They would be in Port Royal in about 30 minutes. What time was it? Jack had lost track of time. He got up to check.
"No, mum you can't. Ye can't do this, ye can't leave me. Ye can't. Ye can't!", Sword was talking in her sleep. Jack hesitated in waking her, but when she started crying he decided to.
"Love, Sword, wake up, pet", Jack whispered into ear hear. Her eyes fluttered open and when she saw him, she began to cry again. Sword curled up against him and he suddenly got an idea.
"Pet, someone wants talk with ye." he got up and walked over to the make-shift cage that had the kittens in it. He took one out and brought it over to the girl.
He began to talk to her thru the kitten. In doing so, he sounded a little like a 4 year old.
"Sword? I know ye want to cry right now, an' no ones stopping ye. I know ye feel sad an' angry an' betrayed, Jack felt the same way when he lost his parents. But he knew that they wouldn't want him to be upset. Your mum doesn't want ye to be sad, either. She wants ye to live, to grow up to be just like her. Ye must know that ye'll see her on the other side. An' as much as she loves ye, she doen't want that to be any time soon. She wants ye to live a very long, healthy life of piracy. Ye have Jack to care for ye, now, and he promises that he'll protect ye 'best can. D' ye know why? 'Cause he's Captain Jack Sparrow, but most importantly, he's your father, savvy?"
Sword smiled and began to wipe away her tears.
"Now, are ye goin' to listen to- um- Mr......Whiskers?"
"Yeah Jack. I just miss her so much. She's been there my whole life and not she's just...not. And I don't know how to live without her."
"I know. But I'm afraid we haven't got time for talkin'. We've made it to Port Royal.
