Secrets of the Ship- Chapter Ten

Disclaimer: I own the plot. That's about it...sadly.......

NOTE: You will learn more about Bella's Past as we go along, it is just more interesting, right now, the only two people who know the contents of the letter are Bella and Carlisle. And Bella won't talk. I know in previous chapters I stated that Rose was older than Bella, that was a mixup on my part, Bella is one year older than Rose.

Here are the ages as of now:

Bella: 17
Edward: 19
Alice: 16
Jasper: 19
Rose: 16
Emmett: 20
Carlisle: 39
Esme: 35

Here We go, Chapter Ten: Seeing the Truth (Part Bella)

BPOV:

I jolted awake as the ship lurched in the rough seas. I felt my chest, my heart was beating erraticly, what was that? That dream, it felt so real. I can't remember. I think it envolved Mary, but I can't be sure.

I looked to my right and saw Rose sleeping peacefully. I smiled a small smile.

Lucky girl.

At least she is safe in her own mind.

I looked to my left and was shocked to see a pair of green orbs staring back at me.

Once again I had the strangest sensation that we had met before. I couldn't place it. It was at the edges of my mind, and I just couldn't reach it.

He was still staring.

EPOV:

He looks so much like her.

They must be related. Or...

Maybe the legend is true.

A female pirate, following in her fathers footsteps.

Well, stranger things have happened. I wonder what her last name was. She never told me. Isabella. Beautiful.

I can still conjur up the image of the beauty.

Long chestnut hair, with soft features, and intracning chocolate eyes. Slim, but not too slim, and incredibly...homely. I could see her just sitting in front of the fireside a child in her lap, a dog on the rug in front of the fire. Sitting and rocking the child, awaiting her...husband. Husband.

Oh, bloddy hell why didn't I think of that before! She could be married, or promised! I felt for a moment a pang of jealousy over a man who may or may not exist! Imagine! Me being jealous over a figment of my imagination!

She couldn't be married, she had her hair down. And I saw no ring on her finger. So there. She is free, and I still want to talk to her again.

Damn it all.

I looked to my right and saw the boy, Cayde stirring.

"No." He whispered. He started flinching and then he curled up into a ball in his hammock.

"Please don't touch her." He was talking really softly. Yet he was shaking. Horribly.

"No, mother, help her, please, make him stop, please, please!" At the last please he shot up out of his hammock and gasped. He touched his chest and took a few deep breaths. He looked to his right where Ross was sleeping peacefully. He smiled a bit and then looked to his left at me. We locked eyes.

Their eyes were the same. Same nose, same mouth. They must be related.

Only one way to find out.

BPOV:

"What is your name?" He asked me.

"Don't you know?" I asked back.

"Obviously not, or else I wouldn't be asking." He shot back. Woah, this ones got a temper to him. I smirked.

"Cayde. Cayde Swan."

"Edward, Edward Cullen." He stuck out his hand for me to shake.

Our hands touched.

Electricity raced down my spine, and suddenly I remembered where I had met him before. Otterswick. Blue dress. Green Eyes. Bronze hair. Captain's meeting. Redoak Tavern.

Everything came racing back.

Edward. Cullen.

I had to fight back a blush. Damn it, don't give me away. I waited a second, until I was in control of my girlish responce. Then I noticed we were still shaking hands, and I had to start the process over again as soon as I let go of his hand.

"Swan, so you were Charlie's son?" Edward asked me. As if he didn't know.

"Am. I still am. Just because my father died doesn't make me a bastard." I said angrily.

"I know that. I was just clarifying. Do you have a sister? Because I met a girl in Otterswick who looks remarkably like you." He stated. Humm what to say?

'Well, Edward the person you met was me. And I have a major fancy to you, because I just remembered who you were, oh and did I mention, I AM A PIRATE!!'

Yes, I can see how well THAT would go over.

Might as well try to remedy the situation.

"Yeah, what about her?" He looked relieved.

"Can you tell me about her?" He asked.

CarlislePOV:

I closed the lid to the chest, and walked over to my desk heaving a big sigh. No one can know. No one can know about Isabella. I know the men on my ship, if they found out about two women on board the ship, they would surely demand that everything be shared among the crew. I can't do that. Everyone already knows about Alice, except for the new men. My men also know that Alice could kick any one of their asses if they even thought about touching her.

Alice is a special person. She is never allowed back to London, because of what she did.

A/N: Sooooo, what do we think??

Oh and I am sending the prize to all who reviewed last chapter so check your mail! Hope you enjoy, and please disregard any mistakes, it is still VERY rough.

I promise that Alices story will be next chapter. I SWEAR!!!

On the other hand, Yay Bella Remembers!!! Poor Edward, He hasn't put the peices together yet. Oh the foreshadowing! I hate myself sometimes. :)

-Love-

Isabella Rosalie

next chapter: The truth about Alice...