Author's Note: Gah! I'm so sorry for not updating sooner but I've gotten a huge load of work from school. -.- Trust me I hate it so much. So onward to the story, remember to review! ｡◕‿‿◕｡

~Beside a Seemingly Perfect Angel~

Chapter 14: Queen Anne's Revenge

As she began to gain consciousness she heard many things going around her. She felt her ears ringing, and her mouth dry. What annoyed her the most were people who were arguing over one another. She winced slightly feeling something cold and wet on her forehead.

"Is she alright?" she heard a feminine voice say.

"It's unknown querida, she has a high fever" a grumble replied.

Amour groaned slightly as she felt her whole body humming with pain. She winced as she was being treated with something.

"Will she survive the night?" she asked.

She wondered the answer to that herself. She winced and let out a tiny moan of pain, she felt so cold, so very cold and she didn't know what to do.

"Only God can't help her now" the man replied.

She felt a new cold rag on her forehead and everything became dark once more, she fell right into slumber.

Miles and Miles away…

Jack stared on towards the sea as he dug his feet into the sand. They had reached the mainland of Cuba and he thanked God that they were located so close towards the island. The moon was bright, but he wasn't really noticing the waves…he was wondering if she lived.

He was by no means in love with her. Pirates never fall in love, but he felt something painful in his chest. He didn't like it. She wasn't there to make a either small comment trying to ask something stupid or snarky. She was not there; she was long gone.

When he had fallen into the ocean, he remembered thinking if she was part of the wreckage, but it was impossible, her body would have floated if she had….no she hadn't, he repeated to himself. If she was pushed under water…there was nothing that could possibly do that. He frowned at the thought.

"I'm such an idiot for loving you" kept being repeated in his head.

He dug his feet even deeper into the sand. She had said it, she had admitted that he had caught her, his lip tugged upwards slightly. A man of his age capturing the love of a young woman, a formally engage one was surprising. He sighed wondering what had he responded if they had more time.

He hadn't said "I love you" in return…because he never really had said it before. There were only three women in his life that he had said that to. First was his mother, who treated him like a prince, secondly was the young vivacious redhead that turned out to be William's mate, and thirdly was the raven haired seductress who had dragged it out of him only to steal his treasure. He growled at the thought. How he despised Angelina Teach, that wench.

He looked up at the stars remembering how Amour loved staring at them. He remembered clearly their last conversations:

"What'cha doin' luv?" She heard a voice asked.

She opened her eyes and turned to face Jack. She sighed and shrugged.

"Staring at the sea, taking in something I dearly missed. The question is Captain, what are you doing here?"

He smiled charmingly and walked over to her leaning against the side with her.

"Looking at the scenery" he said winking at her.

She rolled her eyes and hid a smile.

"Honestly Captain? What a surprise considering that you barely remembered my name" She looked at him smirking.

He looked unsure for a moment and waved her off.

"Oh come now luv, I never remember a pretty face, after all I'm Captain Jack Sparrow" He said enthusiastically.

"Hm…..really?" she whispered "Then when was I called Amir, I don't recall that"

He frowned and placed his dirty hand around her shoulders. '

"Now forget this little banter and tell me, what brought ye here?" he asked "Why not stay at home eh?"

She turned to him bemused.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"A woman with a ring this size shouldn't be in a man's ship, that is unless it's her husband" He drawled out.

"Want it?" she asked him.

"Have it" she said.

"Ah, I see lass, arranged marriage luv?" he asked.

She chuckled and shook her head.

"More like…forced by a pompous arse" Amour finished smiling.

Jack raised a brow and smiled pulling her closer.

"Really? Do tell me about this arse of yours?" he asked.

She smirked.

"My arse, or my fiancé?" she asked with a smirk.

"Both will be an interesting conversation but I think the second one. The first we can't talk 'bout luv, with topics like that I like to inspect" he said motioning his hands.

She elbowed him and smirked.

"Lord Beckett, the biggest arse in the EITC" she said scoffing.

Jack tensed slightly, and looked at her in surprise.

"Beckett?" he repeated.

"Yes, Jack. Beckett" she said.

"Shame, such a lovely figure given away"

His hands began to slide down her side, till she grabbed it and slapped it away. He smirked and leaned down to whisper against her ear.

"Thought about me?" he whispered.

She closed her eyes and shivered, thanking the night for hiding her blush.

"Not one second" she whispered.

Jack smirked and kissed her lobe.

"Then think of this…..why aren't ye talking to your beloved Commodore"

She opened her eyes and slid her body away from him in surprise.

"Go to hell Jack" she hissed and stomped downstairs towards her room.

"And I am in hell Luv" he muttered to the Caribbean Sea.

He closed his eyes as he felt a breeze hit his cold lips. He smirked remembering their very first kiss, and chuckled; she was so surprised. He slowly but surely affected her in many ways. She was so tense, so prudish, but their second kiss, he chook his head at the memory.

"I'm engaged" she whispered.

"Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn" he whispered.

"You're a good man" she whispered.

"All evidence to the contrary"

"I have confidence in you" she whispered even softly. "Want to know why?"

"You want a chance to be admired, you want the rewards that follow. You are the one that won't be able to resist."

"Oh?" he whispered.

His other hand was now placed on her hip and he rubbed it in a slow languid movement.

"You're going to want to know what it tastes like"

He smiled softly his lips trembling to kiss her.

"Ah but luv….I already have"

"And?"

"And I quite enjoy it. I would like to get a second taste"

Their lips were so close to touching, he felt their bottom lips touch, and as they finally connected to one another, it was unlike the previous kiss. Her eyes closed immediately and her hands were neatly placed on his chest feeling the warmth of it. The previous kiss, their first kiss, was a forceful one, but this time around it was surprisingly enough mutual. She let out a little sigh and he took it as a signal to continue. His hand once on the wall slid down her curves and onto her opposing hip. Her hands slid themselves up to his cheeks where she held him close.

He had many experiences with women and kissing was not something he usually did. The experience was nice, but this was different. It was chaste, or what he considered chaste, but there was something behind him that scared him more than anything.

As he remembered that feeling, he shook his head. Even now it surprised him and he was frustrated at how he couldn't really define it. He never knew that she had a fiery spirit full of passion and lust.

They pulled back for air and she breathed in barely a bit of air when he once again made contact. She was pushed by his body against the wall as he pressed his against hers. There was a great contrast, her short frame and curvy figure complemented his tall lean one.

"Jack" she mumbled against his lips in a sigh.

He gripped her tighter making her wince slightly. It was getting too carried away; their teasing and their tension had erupted. He was about to stop when something occurred…she moaned. He groaned in return and kissed her even more ferociously.

"Jack" he heard someone whisper.

He turned around and saw Elizabeth looking at him sympathetically. Her hair was down and her skin was pale, her brown eyes were bloodshot showing that she was crying as well. She walked towards him tired and plopped herself ungracefully beside him.

"What do ye want Elizabeth?" he whispered.

"You're thinking about her aren't you" she replied sadly.

He stayed quiet and the sea breeze was the only sound between them.

"I wonder why you went back" Elizabeth commented.

Jack let out a deep sigh.

"I went back for all of you…"he trailed off. "..and her, I returned to her"

She looked at him curiously.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"She said I was a good man" he chuckled shaking his head.

He suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder.

"You are" she whispered.

He leaned towards her as did she and they kissed once more. It wasn't one of lust, it wasn't one of love, but it was one of comfort. They felt a pang in their chest as they embraced one another, but they needed an escape and this was all that Jack knew.

Unbeknownst to them, there were a pale of brown eyes staring at the scene. He was so heartbroken at the scene, but he followed Mr. Gibbs towards the camp. He missed Amour more and more as time went by.

Queen Anne's Revenge…

Amour opened her eyes tiredly and winced feeling the bright surroundings waking her even more. She sat slowly, and saw the cold rag fall from her forehead. She looked around noticing that she was not where she believed to be. This wasn't the Black Pearl that much was obvious.

The room was full of women's clothing; this was by no means Jack's ship. The painting at the opposing wall was the obvious answer. There was a large painting of two people. One looked like a tall vicious pirate who had long black hair and a dark colored beard. His hand was on the shoulder of an absolutely beauty. Amour's breath was taken away at how nymph-like the woman was. Her darkness added to her allure and she felt mousy in the mere presence of the painting.

"Ah I see you are awake" she heard from a deep accented woman.

She turned immediately to see the painting coming almost to life. The painting was no exaggeration, the woman was gorgeous.

"I am" Amour replied softly.

She saw the woman walk toward and checked her forehead. She saw the woman smirk as Amour curled away slightly in surprise.

"Don't be afraid, I'm just here to help." The woman cooed. "Wouldn't want you to faint on me again, gave us quite a fright you did"

She saw the woman smiling slightly and tugged her blanket away.

"Come on let's get you ready to meet my father" the woman said.

Amour shakily got up and she leaned against the taller and older woman. She saw the woman staring at her, and she stood straighter trying not to show any weakness, though that had already been shown.

"I have something that will fit you" the woman said and walked off towards the endless supply of clothes.

"Excuse me, what is your name?" Amour asked curiously.

The older woman turned and smiled at her.

"Introductions can wait later Miss Swann, now let's get you ready for breakfast" the woman winked.

Amour nodded and waited as the pirate returned. Suddenly she saw her coming her direction with a stack of clothing. She threw them on the large bed and let out a satisfied smile.

"Now strip yes?" the woman said.

Amour blushed and looked at her incredulously, but the woman merely laughed.

"Come now, it's just between mujeres, now strip" she said. "You need to shower"

Amour shyly began to undress leaving her in her soaking bloomers and her arms were covering her breasts. Her corset had been destroyed in the wreckage. The woman laughed at her shyness and threw opened the door leading her to a tub already filled with water.

"Now take a quick shower as I pick from the clothing here" she was then pushed slightly and the door was closed behind her.

Amour looked at the water and felt tears come to her eyes. She hadn't taken a bath unless it dealt with sea water. She felt so relieved and quickly stripped her bloomers and stepped into the warm water. She sighed as her muscles relaxed. Her scratches were no longer burning and she felt the need to relax for only a moment.

She looked down at her hands seeing that there were faint pink marks from the previous injury. They were healing much better than she would have expected. She lifted soap and she sighed in relief and began to wash her skin. She let out a happy sigh as she felt herself becoming cleaner. She thought of Jack as she threw water in her salted hair. She wondered where he was and if he was alive, she'd like to believe he was, but there was no knowing. She felt tears coming on, but she refused to cry at this very moment, she had to keep hope. He had survived everything, and now he couldn't be dead. She slipped her fingers in her hair and began to wash it off.

As she stood up and washed herself off she chuckled slightly noticing her skin was paler than she once thought. It seemed that being with men had in fact made her forget some of the necessities of being a woman was. She wasn't like her sister, she didn't mind dirt and she also didn't look breathtaking in it either. She slipped out and she wrapped the cloth handed to her and walked towards the room once more.

The pirate lady looked up and smiled brightly seeing her all clean. She ignored the fact that her wet hair was dripping water on her floor, but it didn't matter. She threw her a pair of bloomers and smirked.

"Here you go luv, just change your bloomers and we can work on the rest of your clothing."

Amour had no choice but to unveil herself and quickly slip on a pair of new silk bloomers. She smiled slightly admitting that she had missed the soft feel of silk against her skin. Suddenly she was thrown a light blue corset and she slipped it on. She was surprised as she felt the thin long fingers on the woman tying the corset so swiftly. Her hair was pulled up as they continued to work. Suddenly a teal blouse was slipped on and she noticed the difference; it fit her body. Then came a vest that she gladly took.

"Thank you" Amour whispered.

The woman smiled and played with a strand of Amour's hair.

"No problem now let's get out these tangles."

She walked Amour towards the mirror and sat her down. Amour was surprised at how feminine a ship could be. She closed her eyes as her hair was beginning to get brushed. Last time that had occurred it had been her nana Celeste babying her.

"My name is Angelica" the woman finally said.

Amour opened her eyes and stared at her and let out a small smile.

"Nice to meet you my-"

"Amour, yes I know" Angelica said smiling.

She continued to brush out her hair, making her notice just how long it her hair had gotten. She wondered just why she was doing this.

"Why are you doing this Miss?" she asked.

"Simple, you remind me of me when I was younger" Angelica said.

"Really?" she replied blushing excitedly.

"Yes, what are you…sixteen?" Angelica asked.

"Eighteen" Amour replied quickly.

"Ah yes" Angelica laughed. "Well I was like you once, of course I was in love with some horrid man unfitting for me"

Amour laughed lightly and Angelica began to talk about what she did when she was Amour's age.

"..and I swear that pirate thought that he would be a Captain one day. Well that was twelve years ago, what can I say" Angelica finished.

Amour was amused at how silly that boy sounded.

"I never heard from him again" Angelica added in a whisper.

"Hm…" she replied.

As her hair was brushed out, she was surprised at how much she looked like herself. She smiled as she ran her fingers through her hair seeing how easily it flowed. She got up and she was tugged by Angelica towards the deck.

As they saw the men hard at work, she noticed how well disciplined they were, so different than Jack's crew. She was tugged along towards the main chamber and she felt her stomach grumble at the food introduced to them.

"Good Morning my dear" a deep voice called out.

Angelica let go of Amour and she walked towards the outrageously tall man and kissed his cheek. Amour looked away feeling she was interrupting the moment.

"And is this the lady?" he said.

"Yes father" Angelica said smiling. "Her name is Amour, Amour Swann"

She felt the need to curtsey and she did so much to his amusement.

"Please sit down, we do not see a curtsey often on this pirate ship" he commented amused.

She blushed slightly and sat down across from the pair. As they ate silently, it seemed the older man had questions in mind for her.

"So Miss Swann is it?" he saw her nod and continued. "Do tell me, what brought you here?"

"The sea I suppose" she started cryptically. "I was shipwrecked"

He nodded and smiled slightly.

"Clever aren't ye" he said.

"May I be so forward as to ask your name?" she asked.

"None at all." He said smiling. "I'm Edward Teach"

Amour blinked and stared at the tall man. It couldn't be possible, he was just a myth. He chuckled as he saw the girl mouth agape staring at him as if he was not even there.

"Captain Blackbeard" She muttered.

He smirked wider knowing that girl had knowledge of pirates.

"Ay" he simply replied.

She felt herself flush and felt foolish like a fan. He was much taller than she could ever imagine and his expression was one of friendliness and none of fear that was mentioned in her books.

"I see you've heard of my father" Angelica said amused.

"Heard about him?" Amour said and shook her head. "I've read every book I could get my hands on just reading of his great accomplishments, or the menace to society, however you want to look at it" she added smiling.

Blackbeard laughed at her excitement. It was not often that they held such an eccentric guest.

"Does that mean that I'm in the Queen Anne's Revenge" she said softly.

"Of course, the best ship in the seven seas, I've been born and raised here" Angelica said proudly.

"You and your brother of course" Blackbeard added.

"Half Brother" Angelica said rolling her eyes.

He chuckled and turned to Amour.

"Edward is the baby of the family and I suppose she's-"

"Hm…I forgot about him" she mumbled.

He turned to his eldest daughter and glared at her warning her to behave.

Amour looked at the pair and was amazed she was sitting before them. She then felt a pending question that needed to be asked.

"I don't mean to interrupt our previous conversation, but I was wondering…was I found alone?" she asked.

They both looked at her confused.

"You weren't alone?" Angelica asked.

Amour shrugged.

"I thought that maybe….no one?" she asked. "Are you sure that no one was around me?"

Angelica frowned deeply.

"I'm sorry, but the reason we found you was that we had just gotten out of a storm." Angelica said. "We found no one alongside you."

"Oh…"Amour said.

"Let's eat yes?" Blackbeard.

Amour nodded and ate her meal silently. She was asked many questions as to her origins, but she answered what was safe to reply. She never mentioned Jack, but merely a man who was lost at sea, then her last name was simple enough saying she was from Port Royal, simple things that wouldn't grab too much attention.

As their breakfast ended, she was promised to be introduced to Edward, their last family member and she smiled thinking that it could always be worst.

Back at Cuba…

As they trekked towards the swamps, Elizabeth wrinkled her nose in disgust. It was becoming darker and darker as the light was covered by the jungle.

She noticed this morning that there was a lot of silence between everyone. Will didn't grand her a good morning, nor did he make any eye contact, Mr. Gibbs looked at her then muttered something about woman, and Jack avoided mentioning anything of the night prior. She sighed thinking that maybe they were mourning.

"We're almost there Jack" Mr. Gibbs said.

"Yes, the ships are there, come let's climb" Jack said.

Before Elizabeth could sit with Will as usual, he walked over and sat with Gibbs on their own raft. Jack raised his brow but said nothing as Elizabeth sat behind him. He rowed on and tried to avoid thinking of what had occurred the previous night.

They had found comfort in one another, that was true, but the worst part was that it defiled the honor of Amour. He shook his head reprimanding himself over already defining her as dead. Many times had people thought that about him, but he always came through. She may not be as strong, but she did have the heart.

"Jack?" he heard coming from Elizabeth.

"Not now" he replied shortly.

Elizabeth looked away slightly shocked at his answer. She regretted the night before, but it felt right. She felt horrid, she had defiled the trust of Will and Amour's memory and that could never be healed. She tried to make amends in one way or another but it wasn't working, for Will would not talk to her. Her skin crawled as she saw swamp alligators swimming in the muddy waters, but no one really seemed to care about that. In the darkness then came a little home in the middle of the dark depressing swamp.

In the balcony made of creaky wood, stood a dark skinned, woman smiling toothily at their arrival. She was petting a large alligator, and she stopped walking downstairs to greet them.

"Glad ye finl'y come Jack" she said grinning toothily.

Jack stepped from the boat and tied it. Once he did he quickly embraced the mysterious woman. Elizabeth saw the woman checking Jack out trying to notice anything at odds.

"No scratches on ye this time? Ah Jack how death is escaped by you" she said shaking her head.

"It's a gift" he replied.

"Come indoors if ye want to know more of why you came here" she said cryptically.

Elizabeth blinked at the woman's weird way of talking, but she followed. As they entered, she simply wondered what was coming from this woman called Tia Dalma.

Back at Queen Anne's Revenge….

Amour stared on the side of the ship as the ship sailed on. They were apparently returning to the island where they kept their treasure and they had invited her to come along. She hadn't denied their request nor accepted it.

"Do you want to return to Port Royal?" she heard a voice said.

She turned to see Angelica staring at her curiously.

"No not really, I have a fiancé I'd rather not see again" Amour replied annoyed.

"Forced upon?" Angelica asked already knowing.

"As are the best" Amour replied snarkily.

"Stay aboard, you have us as your new family, be a crew member. I'll teach you the ropes, sounds better than a husband" Angelica said nudging her.

Amour's lips tugged upwards at the comment, but she felt a pang in her chest. Jack had promised her the world, of course he had done the same to her sister. She sighed wondering just what became of him.

"There you two are, we've been looking for you" they heard Blackbeard call out.

Angelica turned around and groaned.

"Why are you here, shouldn't you have stayed on the other ship?" she huffed.

"Honestly sissy, you really should behave in front of guests" the voice replied obvious amusement in tone.

"Amour, this is little Edward" Angelica muttered.

She heard a chuckle and she heard footsteps coming towards her. As she turned around, she came face to face with a pair of silver eyes and she blinked surprised at the newcomer.

"Lovely to meet your luv, the names' Edward" he replied charmingly.

As he let out a charming smile, she felt that she was in a heap of trouble.

Author's Note: I introduced a new character! I hope you like the introduction, and no flames please. . It hurts.