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Chapter 20

Words could not describe how angry I am right now.

Norrington must have been waiting in those bloody bushes for an awfully long time to ambush me like that.

Bastard.

Next time I see James Norrington I'll be sure to tell him exactly what I think of his blasted nephew.

I had been dragged through town kicking and screaming by the marines, and then I had been literally thrown into the cell I'm in and left to my own devises. Not nice at all.

I had been stuck in a prison cell before, heck, I'd even been stuck inside the brig of my own home before, but it was never in an unfamiliar town with no one I knew around me. I hate it!

"Food" said a guard, coming down the stairs and sliding a plate of revolting looking food under the cell door. I didn't respond to the guard but I pulled the plate towards me nonetheless.

As I began to eat what looked like mashed potato and carrots with some sort of meat another knock arose in my stomach.

What the bloody hell is happening to me?

All of a sudden I felt the need to be sick, and be sick I did.

"Oh hell" I gasped when I had finished. I really needed a doctor, or even Elizabeth, she's brilliant with tending to illnesses, as is Gibbs.

Elizabeth and Gibbs. The things I'd do to be with them all right now. Oliver and Charlie, Elizabeth and Will, Richard and Anamaria, Dad and Gibbs, Marty and Cotton, Pintel and Raghetti and the kids. Sam and the rest of the Star Makers crew. I miss them all so much.

"Lily?" came a familiar voice from the other side of the cell door.

"Susie? What are you doing here?" I asked the maid as she knelt down to my level, I pulled myself towards the front of the cell, holding onto the cold metal bars.

"I came to see you, my shift finished at the house so I thought I'd come and keep you company" she explained.

"Thank you" I replied. "So what's going on?" I asked

"Nothing out of the ordinary – everyone's in uproar about your arrest, including Cedric, he's been in a bad mood since I told him about it."

"What about Peter's household?"

"The Johnson's? Oh I don't know about the entire household but I hear that Peter Johnson is very angry about it all, his wife doesn't know what's wrong with him of course, you must have made quite an impression on him" Susie replied.

"He has a wife? I didn't know, he never mentioned her I don't think, I never saw her when I was there" I said. "I met Peter on the ship on the way here; he was very kind to me"

"Well like I said, you must have made a big impression on him because he usually keeps himself to himself; he doesn't really get involved in other people's businesses"

"Oh"

"Lily!" Susie exclaimed, looking directly behind my left shoulder. "Are you ill?" she asked

"What?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows and turning to look at whatever had alarmed Susie.

The contents of my stomach that I had emptied earlier on was the thing Susie was staring at, disgust, confusion and concern graced her facial features all at the same time. "No I'm not ill Susie" I assured her.

"Then what…"

"I don't know, Susie, just leave it I'll be fine"

"Well if you're sure…"

"I am"

"Ok"

Conversation was none existent for a further minute or so until none other than the bloody commodore himself walked in!

"Speaking with known pirates and prisoners often looks quite suspicious if you aren't a family member, Miss Shaw" he said. Susie's face had a look of pure rage for a second before she evidently calmed herself down and turned to face him.

"I am a friend of Lily's, Commodore. Prisoner or not I wasn't aware that speaking with one's friend was a crime, even if speaking with said friend was in a place such as a prison" she said coldly but politely.

"It isn't a crime Miss Shaw, Miss Sparrow has been known to escape all sorts of places and situations. So you'll forgive me for making sure security is tight around her" Norrington replied just as coolly. I growled deep in my throat as he failed to say my name properly yet again.

"I'll do no such thing Commodore Norrington, I'll be back to see you soon Lily" Susie said.

"Shaw?" I asked, realising I hadn't known her last name before this moment.

"Yes, goodbye" Susie said quickly.

"Bye" I said, watching her leave. When she had gone I turned to face Norrington. "Commodore" I said.

"Miss Sparrow" I cleared my throat, "sorry, Mrs Watson-Sparrow, I came to let you know about the event that will be taking place in the very near future"

"And that is?" I asked blankly

"You'll be hanged" Norrington said as if it was the most ordinary thing in the world, to give someone a death sentence. "Today is Tuesday Lily, may I call you Lily?"

"No"

"Very well. Today is Tuesday Mrs Watson-Sparrow, by Thursday at the very latest; I intend to see you hang"

"How nice" I said sarcastically

"For me it will be, having a known pirate, a known dangerous pirate, hanged on my port, it's what I live to do Mrs Watson-Sparrow"

"I'm only dangerous to those who I want to be dangerous towards Commodore. And as for what we do for a living, I live to be free, I live to be free with my family and friends and if it means having to escape from the likes of you on a daily basis then I will willingly do it" I said, a sneer was present in my voice.

"Well your life is about to be cut short, get used to it, and if I find even a trace of your so called family and friends then I won't hesitate on letting them join you at the hanging" Norrington said before walking out of the jail.

"Bastard" I muttered before being sick. Again.

…………………………………..

He wanted her back.

He wanted her back in his arms and be his wife and the mother of his child yet again. The child in question was getting restless and asked for her mother on a regular basis. It was enough to drive him mad.

Oliver Watson was being driven mad.

Driven mad by the fact that a pompous bastard of a man had taken his wife away, driven mad by the fact that he may never see his wife again if this plan went wrong. Driven mad by the fact that his child cried herself to sleep every night and he couldn't do a thing to help her. Driven mad that he was so close to his wife, yet so far away.

All he had to do was walk down the gangplank, break into the jail and bring his wife back home. And he couldn't. So it was driving his mad.

Oh yes. He knew about Lily being arrested.

In fact he had witnessed it.

He had seen the local commodore walking at a quick pace towards what he assumed was the jail, with about six marines behind him, dragging a struggling, kicking and yelling woman along with them. It was only because he recognised her yells that he knew it was Lily. She was in a dress. Although whether she had been forced into wearing it or not he didn't know.

Bet she hates wearing that dress he had thought at the time.

He wanted to go and kill all the men who were pulling her along, he wanted to kill the commodore and most of all he wanted to kill Cedric Bailey.

But he couldn't.

That would ruin the plan, Jack had told him. And the plan would be going ahead soon.

Oh yes. The plan would be going ahead soon or Oliver would go ahead. Straight to the jail and back again. With his wife on his arm like it was before their lives got messed up. Again.

Hi again! I've gotten quite good at updating quickly recently... I hope it lasts. I really want to get this story finished so I can work on a new story that has been in my head since about chapter 3 of this story. Not long to go now, just a few more chapters guys! Please review!