Hello! Thankyou to my reviewers Dutchess Norrington, londonvixen, Drakoleses, Batman'ssidekick, and Commodore Cuddles! I really appreciate your reviews! Special thanks to Dutchess Norrington for your help and suggestions! On to chapter fourteen!

I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean, Disney does. I only own Sarah Miles.

She sat there stroking his hair until he fell asleep.

Sarah was sitting in a chair next to James' sleeping form. She herself had drifted off to sleep, her upper body slumped over so that her elbows rested on top of her legs, her face buried in her hands. She had been up with James almost all of the night, constantly giving him water to drink after he coughed.

She had to change his bandages as well, both blood and sweat soaking them through. The wound had finally stopped bleeding, and was now just numb and tender. James didn't really get more than at least three hours worth of sleep, constantly going through violent coughing fits, and coughing himself awake. Sarah probably didn't even get a full one hour of sleep, worry, stress and fear keeping her awake.

James coughed again. Sarah woke up. She was a mess. Her eyes were bloodshot, her hair was sticking to her face and scalp. She had torn a small piece from the bottom of her dress so she could at least tie her hair back. That cooled her off a little, but not much.

She got out of her chair and kneeled down next to James on the floor. His shirt was drenched with sweat and stuck to him revealing a little of his well built chest and torso through the white cloth. His hair was also drenched and stuck to his scalp, and red outlined his eyes, making them jump out on his pale face.

Sarah reached out and gently rested her hand on his forehead. "Lovely." She thought.

He felt even warmer than he did last night when all of this started. His fever was growing worse. Warily, Sarah grabbed a rag from the bucket of water beside her and wiped James' face, neck, and what could be seen of his chest with his shirt on.

His eyes opened. James squinted up at the figure looming over him.

"Sarah." He whispered.

"I'm here James." She said softly.

"I need something to drink."

She nodded and grabbed a bottle she had filled with water that was sitting next to the bucket. James weakly supported himself on his elbows as Sarah put the bottle to his lips and tipped it up, sending the soothingly cool liquid across his tongue and against his throat as it headed for his stomach.

He nodded, and she pulled the bottle away. He laid back down and continued looking at her through completely open eyes now. Despite her state, she still looked beautiful to him. He took her hand in his.

"Don't worry dear. Please don't worry anymore." He tried to sooth. "Why don't you go up on deck and get some fresh air for a bit? Go on, you've been in that chair and on the floor all night. You deserve to relax."

She nodded as a few tears trailed down her cheeks. "Alright. But only for a few minutes."

With that she got up and walked up on deck, where brilliant sunlight kissed her skin and illuminated her eyes. She went over to the starboard side, resting her hands on the railing as she did so. Letting out a huge sigh, she looked out at the ocean.

Guess who walked up.

Jack noticed her standing there and smirked as walked over in her general direction.

"So love," He said as he stopped beside her. "Why aren't you below deck bein' all lovey-dovey with the former-Commodore, eh?" He teased.

Sarah only sighed again and kept her gaze on the ocean.

"He told me to relax a bit...get some fresh air." She replied tiredly.

"Oh, so he kicked you out too?!"

Sarah let out another sigh, this one from annoyance. "No Captain. He told me to go and relax because I've been stressing and worrying myself for who knows how many hours."

"Sorry to hear that love." Awkward silence. "So...how long have you known said former Commodore?"

Sarah furrowed her brows as she thought for a moment. "Oh, about...ten years I suppose. I met him on the voyage from England to Jamaica."

"Really now? Tell me how you met him." He said as he leaned back on the railing, facing away from the sea.

"Well...I guess I was about seven years old or so. Elizabeth was about three years older than me I believe. While she was at the bow of the ship, I was just walking around, taking in my surroundings. It was the first time I'd been on a ship as big that one that we were sailing on...

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Seven year old Sarah Miles sat down on a barrel that was off to the side on the deck, and continued to take in her surroundings. She had been looking around this ship for hours, even though she had walked about it and slept on it for several weeks.

There really wasn't much to do other than walk about it or stare at the blue waters surrounding them for miles.Well, other than watch the higher ranked naval officers boss around the crew, telling them to do this and that, polish this, swab that.

It did get pretty boring though. There wasn't really anything for little Sarah to do but do what was just mentioned. Pretty often Sarah would resort to her imagination or her diary, just losing her self in her day dreams.

Now as she sat she was once again getting lost in her imagination and thoughts. She laughed, thinking about the crew being yelled at by the naval officers. She got up off of the barrel and whispered, "Hey you! Swab the deck!" She giggled. "No, no! I told you tie that rope this way!" She whispered as she giggled some more.

She broke into an easy jog, still whispering and giggling like little girls do. "Don't question me! I'm Lieutenant! Do as I say or it will be lashes for you!" She giggled some more.

She continued doing this for a few more minutes, giggling and pretending that she was a highly ranked officer in the navy, when something knocked her out of her little whisper/giggle parade.

Literally.

She ran face first into some sort of obstruction, which knocked her off of her feet, sending her firmly down on her bum. When she looked up she noticed it was someone's leg she had run into. A naval officer's to be exact. A pretty cute one too. The man snapped his head in her direction, brows furrowed. His hard green eyes softened and looked concerned.

"Are you alright miss?" He asked as he gently grasped her hands in his and hauled her to her feet with no trouble at all.

"Yes sir, I'm alright." Her face turned red as she brushed herself off and smoothed down her dress.

"What were you doing?" The man said as he clasped his hands behind his back.

"Uhm...I was just...I uhm. You know, there's not really anything to do on this ship. I was just trying to occupy myself."

The man just stared at her. Sarah tried to hold that gaze for a little bit, and finally just gave up and tried something new.

"My name's Sarah Miles." She said as she held her hand out to him.

"Lieutenant James Norrington, Miss Miles." Said James as took her hand in his and kissed the top of it.

"A pleasure meeting you Lieutenant Norrington, though not so graceful. Sorry." She said with a small giggle as she re-claimed her hand.

James smiled back. "No problem, and the pleasure's all mine."

"Would you please show me around the ship Lieutenant Norrington? I'm terribly bored."

James seemed to think about it for a moment. "I suppose. Only for a little while Miss. Miles, I'm still on duty."

"Thankyou Lieutenant Norrington." She said with a smile as he held his arm out.

"No trouble at all Miss Miles."

Sarah put her arm around his offered one and James began the tour, giving her little bits and pieces of information on the parts of the ship that they visited.

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"That's...interesting." Jack said boredly.

"If you didn't want me tell you, then why did you ask?"

"Just trying to get some of the stress off your shoulders. But if I had known you'd be this boring, I wouldn't have even asked." He teased with a smile.

"I see why James always talks about you with distaste."

"Now wait a minute, that's not fair."

"I'm hardly in the mood, Captain, to listen to bickering." She said tiredly.

"Now just hold on..."

"Do you know where I might find some food Captain?" She interrupted.

"The kitchen. There's a whole pot full of stew."

"Thankyou Captain." She said as she walked away.

She found her way to the kitchen, ignoring the stares and whistling from the crew along the way. Jack was correct, there was a big pot just full of wonderful, steaming stew. She grabbed two bowls and ladled out a reasonable amount for each bowl, grabbed two spoons, and made her way back below deck.

Once there, she found James sitting up against the wall. She smiled at him.

"I'm glad to see you sitting up. That's a good sign that your getting better." She said as she set her bowl of stew in her chair and sat down infront of him with his rations.

"I was beginning to wonder. That was more than just a few minutes." He said smiling back.

"I wasn't that long, was I?"

"Try twenty minutes." He chuckled when her eyes widened a little.

"I'm sorry. I had a little trouble finding the kitchen. Here, I brought you something."

"What is it?"

"Some sort of stew. Smells pretty good." She said as she dipped the spoon in it and blew on it before sticking it in James' mouth.

"Well? How is it?"

"Not bad. I can feed myself."

"No, I'll feed you. You need to relax that shoulder."

"But..."

"No James. Just relax." She said softly. "Now, just make things easy for the both of us, and let me feed you." She said gently as she dipped out another spoonful.

He nodded and she stuck the spoon in his mouth.

"Now was that so bad?" Sarah questioned with a chuckle as she set the empty bowl on the floor.

"I never said it was a bad thing, I just...don't like to be pampered like a helpless baby is all." James said simply.

"Whatever. I'm going to eat now." She replied as she got up. Flopping herself down in the chair, she grabbed her bowl of cold stew and began spooning it into her mouth.

James sat and watched her for a while. Sighing, he scooted himself closer to her draped his arm around her waist and rested his head on her leg.

"James, when do you..." She stopped when she heard a very soft snore come from his direction. Smiling, she started to eat again.

Sarah had finished eating in ten minutes time, and had fallen asleep shortly after. Now, a small cough awoke her, and she sat up and looked around quickly. She froze though, when she realized James was still sleeping against her.

She smiled and looked around again. It was darker than usual. Night had fallen. Had she been asleep that long? She slumped back in her chair and sleep claimed her body once again.

"Land ho!"

The loud cry woke both Sarah and James.

"What?" James said, his arm still around Sarah's waist.

"Didn't you hear me? I said land ho!" Jack said happily as he stood a few feet from the two.

"You mean we've made it? We've reached the port?" Sarah asked excitedly.

"Just like I promised! Now be up on the deck in five minutes!" With that Jack left the two with extremely excited looks on their faces.

"Well! You heard him! Let's get a move on!" Sarah said as she jumped up from her chair. "We can finally get off this pirate ship!" She grabbed James' coat from the floor and helped him to his feet.

"Hand me my coat please." Said James.

Sarah did so and he put it on, and they headed for the deck.

Once there, the brilliant sunshine greeted their faces. Jack walked over to them and directed them to a waiting long boat.

"Well..." Jack started. "Some deck hand you were! You worked for one day and then you were sick for the rest of the voyage! I don't see how the Navy kept you for long!" Jack teased.

James stepped toward him. "Sparrow..." He grabbed Jack's hand and began to shake it. "Thankyou." He said with a smirk at the shocked captain's face.

"W-what?"

"Thankyou. Without you and your ship, we never would've gotten this far."

"Well...you should be thankful. Always chasing me around the whole bloody ocean. You ought to be happy I decided to help you."

"Yes, thankyou indeed Captain Sparrow." Sarah chimed in. "We really couldn't have done it without you."

Jack looked back at James. "Now see, I'm not so bad after all, am I ?" He smirked.

"Don't push it."

"Alright! Off you go, into the long boat."

"Gladly." They said at the same time.

James helped Sarah climb into the longboat and the climbed in himself, where a crew member was already waiting. Once they were settled, the boat was lowered into the water.

The crew member began to row, and the nice little trade port began to get closer and closer. After what seemed like forever, the boat made it to the port, and James and Sarah exited, thanking the crew member as they did so.

Sarah stood relaxed against the trade goods ships' railing on port side. She tilted her chin up, taking in the wonderful warmth of the sun. A gentle breeze blew her hair and caused her dress to wrap around her ankles.

She relaxed even more when she felt warm arms wrap around her waist and a soft kiss on her temple. Smiling, she looked up into those wonderful green eyes.

"It's all set. The ship is to sail for England, and I've paid a fee for our passage."

They didn't feel the ship start to move as they stared at each other.

"That's wonderful." Sarah said as she closed her eyes again and took a deep breath as she leaned back against him.

"You're in a good mood." James said as he gently seized one of her hands in his, keeping one arm around her waist.

"It's the first time in a few days I haven't been stressed, or worried, and I can enjoy myself." She replied as she laid her free arm on top of the one around her waist.

"Me too darling. Me too." He said happily.

"James?"

"Hmm?"

She turned and faced him, resting her arms around his neck. Then she just smiled.

"Yes?" He asked curiously.

"I love you."

She then kissed him deeply, finally able to relax.

Awww! Finally, their aboard the ship! Don't go yet, I've still got a chapter left to do, and then I will begin writing the sequal! Still thinking of names for the sequal, does anyone have any suggestions? Thanks! Please review!