So it's been four years since I last updated. How time flies...I am so sorry to have kept you all waiting for so long. Here's the long awaited and anticipated chapter nine. I hope it's not a disappointment...

NINE

Listening to the waves breaking against the ship, Evangeline found herself thinking of her mother. If there was one thing that her mother seemed to look forward to, it was the breaking of the waves against the wharf. The angel like voice would pour from her mother's mouth as she sang of lost love returning over the ocean deep.

She had always been curious about her father. Her mother never liked to talk about him. But when Abigail sang, Evangeline knew he was special. He was brave and adventurous; he had gone to sea to seek adventure and he would return any day. The disappointment she felt when he never did was heart breaking. Yet each day, little Evangeline hoped and prayed that her long lost father would return. He would come back and sweep her into his strong arms and they'd laugh. He would love her and he would never leave them again.

But that is the dream of children. The first thing I'm going to do when I find Jack, is slap him; I am going to slap him so hard his brain will come out his ear. She paced back and forth on the deck, anxiously waiting news on her father's location. I wouldn't even be looking for him if it weren't for the fact that I want a different life; if I didn't have so many questions, if I didn't feel like a part of me was missing...

Mr. Smith was in the middle of another argument with Captain Barbossa. This had become a regular occurrence over the past few weeks. Since their conversation on the deck that particular evening, he had avoided her like the plague. Odd, given that she felt she hadn't said anything particularly offensive. Evangeline watched Edgar eagerly climbing the mast to the crow's nest. The boy was becoming more outgoing and more comfortable in his own skin, having a newfound confidence he hadn't had before. He seemed to be at home with the pirates and that thought disturbed her.

Still, it was good to see the boy happy. She often wished her own childhood had been happier and less fraught with turmoil. How unfortunate it was, that it was impossible to change time. Long ago, she had once hoped to have a family of her own. She and Makoro would have been happy, she was certain of that. Yet fate was cruel and on that fateful day, her only chance of happiness was stolen from her. It was that event that set the quest for her father in motion. Evangeline was tired of being alone. And if a heartless pirate was all she had for a father, then at least they could be heartless together.

"LAND HO!" The call went out like a church bell, ringing out loud and true. She watched as the crew bustled about the ship, pulling ropes and adjusting sails. When they dropped anchor, she quietly followed Smith off the ship and onto shore. She heard him muttering to himself about hoping to not run into anyone he knew.

They had stopped for supplies and Evangeline was wondering where the captain was taking her. There hadn't been a mention of where Jack Sparrow might be and she knew that something was amiss. She had been biding her time to take action and seek out answers. Thankfully, fate saw fit to be kind that day.

It was during their stop at the market that it happened. One moment, she and Edgar were picking out fresh fruit to eat; the next, the answer she had been waiting for appeared. Smith was sneaking around the market, his eyes shifting back and forth nervously. It was at that moment that he bumped into a rather fat wench with far too much rouge on her pig-like face. "JACK!" She exclaimed with excitement.

"I don't know who you're talking about woman..." He slowly backed away from her, knocking goods to the ground as he went.

"Don't play coy, you devilish rogue! You promised me a romp when you came back..."

"I really don't know who you're talking about. It's obvious you have me mistaken for someone else."

Evangeline silently crept behind him, hiding amongst the crowd and watching with interest. "Jack Sparrow. I'd never forget you! Stop pretending like you don't know me-"

"I do not, madam! Leave me alone!" With that he went running off in the opposite direction, arms flailing about in the wind.

So the truth comes out, Mr. Smith...Initially, Evangeline wanted nothing more than to seek Jack out and slap him like she planned. But as she thought about the situation, she realized that this was an advantage. A chance to see her father for who he really was. After all, people always revealed them true selves when pretending to be someone else...