A/N: Hola amigos! (I'm not Spanish haha*I'm anglo-saxon)
Anyways, who's enjoying this story so far? xD I enjoy writing it so much. I'm like, finished with the story almost haha. I write alot...
My friends say I don't write like the 13yr old I am heehee. Anyway, with school just around the corner and summer homework that has been procrastinated until now, I might not be able to update for a while, but I'll try.

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Chapter eleven

The water trailed behind in thick streams of bubbles as Adelaine swiftly darted through the water at break neck speed. She had been at this all night, and had caught a glimpse of the Pearl only once, but before she could get close enough it was gone. Now she was shooting along like an underwater torpedo, although she was quickly tiring. A couple miles back she had taken a break and played with a friendly sea lion, but all good things come to an end and she had to say goodbye and continue in her search. She was tiring, and her speed was faltering, until she saw the Pearl's black hull straight ahead. Adelaine smirked to herself and sped off in the direction the black hull was at. Schools of fish streamed past her in vibrant colors, sun reflecting off their scales and into her face, but she didn't care. In no time, she was at the hull and swimming along beside it. She dug her claw/nails into the bottom and hoisted herself up, careful not to drive them in too deep.

"Jack!" Adelaine called up, smiling. "Jack Sparrow! Marty! Gibbs! Cotton!"

Almost at once their heads appeared over the edge of the ship.

"Sweet mother of Baby Jesus! How on God's green Earth did you get all the way out here?" Gibbs called down to her. Jack thumped him on the head with his fist.

"Not now Gibbs! Throw her a line!"

A rope was thrown down to Adelaine and she was hoisted up and onto the deck in sopping wet pile. She did a double take at herself.

Her webbed flippers were gone, replaced by her two normal feet. Her lungs were gone too, and her claws and pointy teeth. Then she remembered what the scroll said. 'Transformation will fade after the subject has been out-of-water for a limited amount of time.' She pouted inwardly, but didn't have much time to dwell on it as Jack interrupted by throwing a blanket around her shoulders.

"Luv, you should know better than to ride the hull of a ship. 'Tis bad luck," he said, winking. Adelaine laughed and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Gibbs appeared next to them. "By bloody God Miss Turner, tell us how you got off the Dutchman! And where be your brother, perhaps?" Jack pulled away and sat back on his haunches.

"Oi! Where's the whelp?"

Adelaine shrugged. "Had to take a detour I guess."

"It appears I have finally caught up with you, haven't I? Or is it you whose caught up with me?" All heads turned to see Elizabeth standing behind Adelaine with her hands on her hips and a smirk on her face. Adelaine felt a smirk of her own stretch across her face.

"Why good morning to you as well, dear Elizabeth. May I inquire as to how you escaped your penal complex?

Jack snickered from where he was sitting, and tugged on her elbow before Elizabeth could respond.

"'Ey luv, I say it's about time you and I had a bit of a talk, eh?" Jack interrupted, pulling Adelaine closer to him. "Back to work!" he yelled at the crew. "There'll be more time for stories later!" His hand wrapped around Adelaine's small one and he pulled her into his cabin and sat her on a stool. The door closed behind him with a slam.

"Well, Jack, what would you like to talk about?" Adelaine asked innocently, twirling around on the stool.

"I have a couple questions for ye actually, but what better to do that than over some rum, eh?" he handed Adelaine a bottle and uncorked one of his own. Adelaine rolled her eyes but smiled. Jack took a swig out of his bottle before saying anything.

"First things first, do ye recall the first time ye had returned to my ship? When you picked a fight with the whelp?"

Adelaine paled slightly and looked down, fingering the cork of her rum bottle.

"Erm, yeah. About that…well, sorry I was just—"

"Look, luv, the poor lad's already a eunuch, he doesn't need a broken nose. If you must remove a part of him to satisfy your vengeance, please do so to his tongue. The boy needs to learn to stop using it more often." His gaze locked with Adelaine's, and a small smile played upon his mouth. Adelaine laughed softly.

"Alright. I think I got it."

Jack chuckled, and then his face turned serious. "Another thing, I keep recallin' what ye said in yer little…argument. Something about an admiral molesting you?"
Adelaine fingered her bottle. She could feel Jack's heavy gaze on her shoulders. She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out. Looking down at her hands, she finally answered. "You heard that?"

"Of course I heard it. Everyone on the ship heard it." His eyebrows furrowed and his dark brown eyes sparkled in the light from a nearby lantern. Adelaine sighed and lowered her head into her hands.

"I'm sorry. It's nothing you have to worry about."

Jack shuffled next to her and leaned forward so that their foreheads were touching. "If some bastard out there is hurting my Adelaine, then it darn is something I need to worry about."
Adelaine raised her head and their eyes met, Adelaine's hazel orbs getting lost in the deep abyss of Jack's brown ones. "Maybe you should start from the beginning," Jack said softly.

She took a deep breath and began. "Well, I don't know anything about my parents, 'cause I ran away, but I guess once upon a time I was born, and then-"

"Not that far back Addi," Jack softly interrupted, though an amused smile played upon his lips.

"Oh," Adelaine smiled weakly again and held her head in her hands.

"Alright. Well, after you left I lived with Will for a month or two, then since he was courting Elizabeth, he was invited to several parties at the Governor's estate, and me being his little sister and one who 'assisted in Elizabeth's rescue'," Adelaine stated, making quotation marks with her fingers. "I was invited along as well. Apparently Admiral Jorge Wilkins took a liking to me, and asked me to marry him. Since I thought Will would score better points with the Governor if his sister was of somewhat good stature, I agreed."

"Wait," Jack interrupted, holding up a hand. "You got married?"

Adelaine nodded hesitantly. Jack mouthed 'oh', and although looking very uncomfortable, motioned for her to carry on.

"He didn't love me, I didn't love him, so it was an empty marriage. Then one day he came to me saying he wanted children. I told him I wasn't ready. He got mad and hit me. Later that night, I was sitting in the parlor reading and he came in and…and…" she moved her hands to cover her eyes. "raped me." She whispered. A low hiss sounded from Jack's direction.

"He did again and again after that. He'd keep doing it, and then because he'd hit me he'd cause miscarriages. Then he'd hit me again, saying it was my fault."

"Wait," Jack interrupted again. "Ye said miscarriages. In the plural tense…"

Adelaine rubbed her eyes which were beginning to water with her tears recalling those dreadful events.
"Yes Jack. I've been with child three times."

The atmosphere in the small cabin drifted into an awkward silence. A small staring contest was going on between the room's two inhabitants. The silence was broken when Jack cleared his throat.

"Erm, continue."

"Anyway…he'd go to taverns and get drunk, then come home and beat me, he never let me go anywhere without him in case I told someone of what he was doing to me. He let me go to Elizabeth and Will's wedding though, but that was interrupted by Lord Butt face, and here I am with you. End of story."

Jack stiffened from where he was sitting across from Adelaine. His face was twisted into a frown and his eyes glinted in anger. His rum bottle sat untouched on his desk.

"I'm goin' to fucking kill that bastard."

Adelaine's head jerked up and her brown curls swooshed around her shoulders.

"Oh Jack, please don't. You'll only bring more trouble upon yourself."

Jack pulled absentmindly on his braided beard. "I don't care. I want him dead. And who's better to do the job than oneself?" Adelaine bit her lip, but knowing once Jack get's something in his head, it's hard to get out. She sighed and turned around, her back to him. Jack removed his hand from his chin and stared silently at her soaking wet back. Through the wet material, he could see her collarbone, the small bumps protruding like a set of scales. Just below it to the left was a dark line, about the length of his hand.

"Where did you get that?" he asked, running his index finger along the line. Adelaine stiffened under his touch.

"He gave it to you, didn't he?" Jack stated, his voice growing cold. Adelaine hunched over, and her quiet sobs reached Jack's ears. He wished she wouldn't cry. He didn't know what to do around a crying woman. They'd always want you to comfort them, and if you didn't they'd get mad. Now Jack, being the daft one he is, voiced his worries out loud.

"Don't cry luv, I don't know what to do."

Adelaine took him by surprise and wrapped her arms around his neck and cried into his shoulder.

"Just hold me, Jack."

And Jack did as he was told.


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