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William was pacing around the cabin trying not to listen to the sounds of battle above them. Bea was sitting on the bed attempting to do the same. Neither would admit that they were scared though. The sword that was left behind to protect them was sitting on the ground. William sat by it and picked it up, testing its weight.

"It's a bit too heavy," he murmured.

"It's only for an emergency though. That's what Auntie Elizabeth said," Bea added.

She got up from her seat and sat by his side placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Everything's going to be okay Will. Don't worry."

"I know," he said back, looking into her brown eyes, "it's just that I'm nervous about Father. He just came back and I hope he doesn't get injured."

"Well if he's as great a swordsman as my Father always said then I'm sure he'll be fine."

Suddenly the sounds of people yelling stopped.

"Do you think it's over?" Bea asked.

Both she and William went over to the door to listen. They both heard scary laughter and a loud splash before, "ANA!"

Bea would recognize that voice anywhere. It was her father and she had never heard him sound so upset in her entire life.

"Mommy," she said, attempting to pull the door open and dismayed when discovering it was locked. William tried to hold her back. Bea would have none of it though as she continued to scratch at the door, now sobbing, not knowing what was happening with the adults. She turned and William's arms were open so she climbed into them. The door opened and in walked both Elizabeth and Will, whom she was supporting.

"Mum, what…" was all William was able to get out before Bea ran for the door to get to her father.

When she reached the deck, the girl could barely hold back the tears that threatened to fall. There was blood everywhere along with a few bodies. And there sat her Father, on the deck, staring between his hands and the ocean that lay out before them. Bea came to his side and it didn't even seem like he knew she was there. He kept muttering to himself so Bea placed a hand against his cheek. That seemed to wake him up.

"Papa?" she whispered.

"Oh, Bea," Jack said before wrapping his arms around her tightly.

Jack never wanted to let go of his little girl. The product of his and Ana's love was the only thing he had left of her now. His beloved was trapped on board the ghostly vessel now. Her eyes, so downcast, so worried, would now likely forever haunt his dreams. How could they rescue her? How?

But now came the hard part.

"Bea, I've got some really bad news Darling," he said. Jack tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear and laid a gentle hand against her wet face.

"Is-is this about Mommy?" she asked. Her eyes continued to look at the deck instead of at her father.

"Your Mommy, she can't be with us right now and…"

"Like William's Daddy wasn't?"

"No," Jack said shaking his head. "Not like that. During the fight, your Mother…. she…"

Jack couldn't get the words out; it was just so hard to say. Once he told her, then it would be real and there would be no going back.

"She fought her hardest but, but a very bad man hurt her and there wasn't anything we could do about it. They kidnapped her and we need to make sure that her soul can find some sort of peace. Do you understand Baby?"

"No," Bea said, tears still falling,"but I still miss her."

"Oh, I miss her too Love."

Jack hugged her tightly to his chest wishing that he never had to let go.

Will was back to lying down again as Elizabeth cleansed his wound.

"This might sting just a little," she said placing the wet cloth on the blood.

Will flinched and looked towards the wall just so he'd have something to concentrate on at the moment. This battle had seriously drained him to a certain degree. It was funny, he felt some sort of energy enter into his body near the end. It felt familiar. What could it have been?

Elizabeth wiped her nose and sniffled before continuing. That brought Will out of his reverie.

"Sorry Will," she said wiping her eyes, "it's just that, Ana…"

Will nodded and laid his hand on top of hers. He picked it up and kissed the back.

"We're going to save her soul Elizabeth. It'll be, difficult, but we're all going to make it through."

"But she's gone Will. And Bea being without her mother. Oh goodness…"

There was a knock on the door and Elizabeth said that the person could come in. It was their son. They had asked him to leave the room for a few minutes but he probably wanted to know what had happened.

"Can I come in?" he asked.

"Of course. Come on," Elizabeth said, motioning him forward.

William took a seat next to his father who put his hand on his shoulder.

"What happened?" the boy asked.

Will and Elizabeth shared a look. Both told the other with their eyes to explain the situation first. Will lost.

"During the fighting, a man from the other crew hurt Aunt Ana and she…."

William's eyes grew wide. "She died?"

Will and Elizabeth shared another look.

"Not quite," Elizabeth said. She got up and shut the door so no one would listen in.

Now William was confused. When people died then there was usually no hope for them to come back. Except in the case of his father of course but that was something else entirely.

William shook his head. "I have to go and find Bea. I have a feeling she wants to talk or something."

The boy jumped off the bed and left the room.

Gibbs felt bad about interrupting but now that the fight was over the ship needed its Captain to take command again.

"Captain? Jack?" he said hoping to get the man's attention.

Jack broke away from his daughter's grasp to look to his first mate. "Yes?" he asked in a clipped tone.

"Sorry to interrupt sir but the ship; she needs you. Some are injured and other things need repairs. Our guests are also wondering what they can do to help."

Jack stood up and took a deep breath before slowly letting it out.

"Send the two to help with the wounded and tell those of the crew not hurt to get up here and begin with repairs. We're still out at sea so we can only do so much, but we need to get the Pearl back to seaworthiness as soon as possible, savvy."

"Aye sir. And Jack?"

"Aye?"

Gibbs walked over and patted Jack on the shoulder. "She was a good, strong woman. We'll save her somehow."

Jack nodded. "Thank you Joshamee."

William came up on deck and searched around. "Bea? Bea, do you want to talk?"

He found the young girl by her father. Both of them seemed really upset and William stood awkwardly off to the side.

Jack leaned down to his daughter. "Why don't you go off with William for a little while?"

"But what about…" she asked in a trembling voice.

"Later Love. Later."

Jack gave her an extra hug and went away to talk with his crew.

William sat by her side and she suddenly pulled him into a tight hug.

"My Mommy's gone," she said into his shoulder.

William patted her on the back, feeling nervous being so close to her. "I know what it's like being without a parent Bea. Your father and my parents are going to make sure that nothing bad happens."

"Yeah but you knew your father was coming back. My Mommy isn't, I just know it."

She continued to cry and William felt his heart break for her. True, his father did come back. But that was because he'd stabbed the heart. Bea's mother didn't have time to do that sort of thing. Was she truly gone forever?

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