A/N
Story continues with Liam's POV for now since that's how it ended the last chapter and all. This chap will end in Elizabeth POV. After this chap, I plan on the rest of the story to be Andie's POV, maybe Liam's every now and then, but mainly Andie's.
Sorry if this chapter seemed a little bit on the long side, but this chapter is vital to the story, and the POVs are what they are because there are some things that you need to know that will ease up your confusion (if you have any) that just can't be told through Andie.
Key: Thoughts of the character at the time /Flashback/ normal, as if telling you what's going on/ Thoughts of character right now during flashback
On to the story (I included a little excerpt from the previous chapter to blend these two chaps more easily)
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"Liam?" I heard Andie ask me. She seems worried for me. "Liam, are you okay?"
"Yeah, yeah," I say, looking at the painting. I look back at Andie and say, "That's Dad."
Her eyes went wide in shock as she jumped up from her bed. Poor girl has never even met him that I'm aware of. "What?!"
"Er…" I begin, trying to be quick to make my corrections, "I'm not too sure….but who else could this be next to Mum?"
Andie just stood there, thinking. After a brief pause, she says, "Her long, lost brother?"
I could only chuckle a bit at my sister's wits. She's truly something else.
Once we calmed down a bit, I got serious again. "I'm serious, Andie," I said, her big, blue eyes staring back at my narrow chocolate brown ones. "He looks so familiar! It must be him!"
All my sister did was sit back down on the end of her bed, staring off into her own little world. Poor Andie has never met our father, and probably won't for some time. And as I said before, I've only met him once. But something inside of me is telling me it is him. The man in the painting is my father.
I remember Mum telling me when I just turned eight about Dad and the truth of his presence not being around. It's a lot for an eight year old, even one as intelligent and mature as I was, could handle. Fine, at first, I was all excited and thought it was cool for my father to be captain of an infamous ghost ship and going against cursed un-dead pirates just to rescue my mother. Boy, do I remember I wanted to be just like him! And I still do, except I don't remember all the details since the last time Mum mentioned Dad was the moment he left us….again.
Honestly, I don't even remember why he had to leave in the first place...just some "duty" he was forced to do. Couldn't he have just said "no"? I guess not, or else he would've stayed with us.
But then again, maybe not. Maybe he chose to go back to sea and only uses mother to make sure he lives on when he is no longer on this planet by leaving her behind to raise his children by herself. If that's the truth, then he's such a bastard! Cruel to say, yes, but it is probably the truth, ot else why would he not be here?
I know what I must do.
"Liam?" asked an innocent, feminine voice. I looked to my left, only for my gaze to meet that of my sister's. "How do you know it's him? Our father, I mean. How do you know? You've never even met him."
"Who said I haven't?" I responded, only to receive a confused expression from Andie in return.
"I've met him only once, Andie," I began, running my hand through my wavy blonde hair. I was nine years old, and it was about a year before you were born."
"How long did you see him?" she asked, her interests and curiosity obviously getting higher, just as I would expect.
I looked at my sister. I answered, "One week."
"One week?" she asked as if making sure she heard me clearly. "That's it?" I nodded as she asked, "Why not any longer? We're his family! He must've stayed longer! It's not like he's bound to some ship for all eternity!"
"Aye," I sighed. "You're right." I walked away from Andie towards the window across the room. "He needs to know what pain he has caused upon us. He needs to learn that if he loves us, he needs to stay with us, or at least longer than a week. I must find him."
"What?!" exclaimed my sister. I could tell she wasn't too happy, but why? She's always the one with the adventures and troubles, and yet she doesn't want me to go on a journey of my own? Ah, I know why she's acting this way.
"No," I said. "You can't come. It's going to be too dangerous."
"Then why are you going?" she asked. She had that smirk on her face, the one she wears when she knows she got me.
"Because it's my father I'm searching for," I answered, hoping that worked.
"Our father," she corrected. "Which, by the way, also gives me as much entitlement to go on this adventure just as much as you do." She got me, and there's no way of denying it. She beat me at my own game…twice. I thought there was no such thing as too much intelligence, but I think I was wrong since Andie obviously has too much intelligence, especially for someone her own age.
"But Andie," I said, "You're on vacation, here to see Mum and me and relax-"
"Adventures are a form of relaxation to me," interrupted Andie. That girl needs to learn to shut-up and let someone else talk for once, or at least talk and not get interrupted by her mouth and wits.
"Okay," I said, trying to keep my cool. "But that's a form of relaxation to you. That means that's just one of many more ways for you to relax. How about drawing? Apparently, you love to draw since you carry that sketchbook with you at all times. There's several beautiful places on this island you can draw-"
"Liam," she said, getting annoyed I'm not letting her come with me. "I'm going with you." She's getting mad alright.
"No, you're not," I said being the big brother I am. "And that's final, Andrea Rivers!"
Oh, no. Not that look! Not that look where she becomes all teary-eyed and all! Please! Anything but that! "Look, Andie," I said, bending down and putting my hand on her shoulder, "we'll discuss this in the morning. In the mean time, let's get some rest. It's pretty late."
She nodded and laid down in her bed after pulling up her covers over her. I laid down in my bed, too, and when we were both comfortable in our beds, I blew out the candle that was by my side.
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Elizabeth's POV(last one for a while :D)
I can't believe she's back! My little girl is finally home, where she belongs!
I can't seem to get over how much Andie's grown and changed. She reminds me so much of Will! If only he could be here with us, then we would be a complete family. But if it wasn't for Calypso, he would be here, right where he belongs. He needs to be here, with his family. But, I don't think Calypso quite understands that…
Flashback
The green flash. There it was! The green flash! Will's made it home! He's back!I took the narrow dirt path that lead from the cliffs to the shore with a young Liam running as fast as his little legs could take him in front of me.
Before I knew it, I was enveloped into a warm, tight embrace, and I was kissing like there's no tomorrow. After what seemed to be an eternity, I reluctantly let go of my love, my husband…my Will.
I noticed his warm, twinkling chocolate eyes glance at our son. Will looked back at me, then back at Liam, then back at me. I knew what he was asking, or would ask if he was able to speak. I nodded my head, and before I knew it, both Will and Liam were in a tight embrace. Finally, both father and son were united, and they didn't have to be separated like that ever again.
End of Flashback
Or so we thought. About a week after he came home, Calypso came to us in the form of Tia Dalma. She told Will and me she was unable to find another man suitable to be captain of the Dutchman. Long story short, Will had to go back and do his duties until further notice.
Luckily that happened while Liam was asleep, or else Will and I would've had a lot of explaining to do. I did tell Liam a few things about Will and all, but not a lot. He was still a little too young to understand all the details, in my opinion, such as the carving of the heart and putting it into a chest, and ferrying souls to the other side, but like he would fully understand the concept of the Land of the Dead and World's End and all that stuff.
Besides, I wanted Will to be there with me to tell Liam the whole story. We kept on delaying it, even though Liam got hear his father's side of the Curse of the Black Pearl adventure and how Will and I met. Will briefly told our son about the whole Davy Jones ordeal Jack brought us into, but he stopped after we found Jack. He lied and said we got back to the World of the Living and went our separate ways. Liar. If I was there, I would've supported Will and we would've been able to tell Liam the whole truth of why things are the way they are. But Will told me this after Liam was put to sleep and we ourselves were getting ready for bed…the same night she came.
Will left at dusk the following day after spending the whole day with Liam and me. We were focused on being happy and a happy family and all. That's probably the reason why we didn't tell our son about the Dead Man's Chest and the curse of the Flying Dutchman, the curse his father is under. By the time we realized we needed to tell Liam before it was too late, it was too late.
Later that month, I found out I was pregnant. Eight months later, I gave birth to a healthy baby girl, Andrea, or Andie.
The next time I saw Will was ten years later while Andie was still in England and Liam went to do some of his usual trading around the Caribbean. I didn't know Will was going to be able to come on land again, but he did.
Another Flashback
"Will!" I screamed as I went to the shore. A few moments before, I was just looking out the window at the sunset just for the heck of it, not expecting to see what I saw: the green flash. I burst out of the cottage and ran to the beach. I would've jumped over the cliffs to the beach if I wouldn't die while doing so.
We kissed and hugged each other like we'd never see each other again. I took him to the cottage, and we sat in the kitchen and talked.
"Where's Liam?" Will asked, making conversation.
"He left," I said. Before Will could choke on his tea, I told him, "He had to go do some trading in Barbados and Jamaica. No worries."
Will lost the surprised look that was on his face and replaced it with one of relief. I couldn't help but smile and say, "If I had known you were coming, believe me, I would've made sure he stayed."
"Well," said Will, "I didn't even know I was coming until yesterday. Calypso came onboard in the form of Tia Dalma and told me I could have my one day on land." He smiled as he took another sip of tea. He put the cup down and said, "I guess I'll have to wait another ten years before I see him again."He frowned. I could tell he was upset he couldn't see Liam, but what could I do?
"I was just wondering," said Will as I took a seat beside him with my tea, "Sorry if this seems…rude, or odd to ask, but is Liam all we've got? Do we have any other children?" I looked down at my tea. "I'm sorry, Elizabeth. I shouldn't have asked. But considering all that we did last time…" his voice faded off. I looked at him. I could tell he was ashamed for asking such a thing.
"No," I said. LIAR!!! OF COURSE YOU HAVE OTHER CHILDREN BESIDES LIAM! YOU HAVE ANDIE! If I told Will the truth, he would've been beyond devastated that he wasn't able to be here with me and go through the experience of becoming a father with me. I only said that for the better, for his own good.
Will looked at me with a little confusion. "No, we have no other children besides Liam," I lied. Will looked a little disappointed, but he would've been even more disappointed if I told him the truth.
We began to talk about happier things, such as our times in Port Royal as children and all. After a while, I said, "Will, I need to tell you something." He looked at me with those brown eyes of his staring deep into mine as if searching for what I have to say. "I changed my and Liam's last names."
Will was beyond shocked to hear what he just heard, I just knew it. "I needed to change it for Liam's sake. If anyone found out, or even got suspicious, as to his family and past, they would've gotten us into trouble. I can't risk our son's life, and you can't either, we both know that!" I stopped for a little bit to let this soak into Will's mind. If he never trusted or loved me again for all I've ever done to him, or even because of this, I'd totally forgive him.
"What did you change it to?" he asked after what seemed like an eternity of silence. "Swann?" he asked, a little too coldly for my liking.
"No, that would've been just as dangerous," I said, finally answering his questions with the truth. "I changed it to Rivers. Liam and I wanted it to pertain to water, to the sea. Gulfs didn't sound right, neither did Oceans or Seas. We thought about Creeks, but that did sound right either. Then Liam mentioned Rivers, and we both agreed upon it."
Will nodded in understandingly, even thought I could tell it still hurt him. "If it makes you feel any better," I said, putting my hand on his shoulder, "I only use that as a back-up name. Liam and I only use it if we are in a colony of England's or any other situation dealing with her. On the seas and by the pirates, we use Turner, not Rivers." However, we may have used Rivers a little more than we would've liked, since now Andie and Liam believe Rivers is their real last name.
I looked at Will again, this time his face didn't have as much fury. We relished the rest of the day, alone in the little cottage. We were enjoying our time with each other, but before we knew it, it was time for Will to leave.
We walked to the beach, our foreheads touching each other. He whispered his last words to me, "Keep a weather eye on the horizon." I opened my eyes, again, only to find waves crashing to me. No husband; no Will; no twinkling chocolate eyes to get lost in; no curly hair to put run my hands through; just the sea.
End of Flashback
All of this wouldn't have happened if it weren't for Calypso….
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Hey guys!
Thanks to all who reviewed! I really appreciated it! I'm trying to get as much as I can done with the remainder of my vacation I have left. After vacation, my schedule gets pretty hectic, so it'll be harder to update. So, I'm taking advantage of the time I have, even if it means typing up chapters past midnight if I can't sleep.
I hope that this chapter eased a lot of confusion for those of you who were confused! Sorry for not putting Andie's POV in here, even though she's primarily the main character, but some information needed to get across that just couldn't be told through Andie. Sorry, and I hope you understand. However, I plan on making up for that within the next few chapters, for they are going to be told through Andie's POV, like the way it should be (yay:DDDD)
So, with that said and done, you know what to do!
