In the past

And, somehow, it seemed to be the wrong thing to say. Spade pressed the sword to my skin and I could feel the blood beads start to trickle down my neck. He looked at me, his eyes full of anger, not even a hint of recognition. I sighed.

"Do ye not remember me, Spade?" Spade frowned, narrowing his eyes at me, thinking deeply. Something flickered in his eyes and he smiled.

"Is it you, Viola? Is it really you?"

"Well, I go by Violet now but, aye, 'tis me." I said, forcing a painful smile as the sword was removed from my neck. Jack, who was still on the floor, was now looking at us, incredulously. He pointed between Spade and I.

"Ye two...know each other?" He asked, suddenly scrambling to his feet and sauntering over. I nodded, brushing out from between the wall and Spade.

"Aye, me an' Spade go way back." I said, slinging an arm about Spade's shoulders and his found its way about my waist.

"Near inseperable…" I added, grinning, although, Spade seemed less elated than I.

"Aye, near." He repeated, bitterly. I frowned as he released my waist and pulled from me.

"Until you disappeared on that ship when we needed you most, Vi." He said.I was taken back by his voice, the way it held so much bitterness, resentment, anger, even hurt.

"But that's in the past!" He exclaimed, suddenly smiling.

"I don't know how I didn't see it, Viola, uh, Violet." He corrected himself. I raised my eyebrows.

"See what?" Spade laughed, as if I had missed some joke.

"The eyes, Viola, Violet." He corrected again, clenching his fists in frustration. I tilted my head.

"You have your mother's eyes. You were the only one, you know." He said.

"And your father's dark hair and sense of adventure." Bitterness again represented itself in those words. I tried to brush it off.

"That's how ye reveal yer age, Spade. Yer, how old, now? I'm gonna be twenty two on the fifteenth of august. Ye must be…thirty four, if I remember correctly." He nodded, grinning.

"Aye, I was twelve when yer mum had you; she was so pleased to finally have a girl, after the two boys 'n' all. She was so happy, told everyone, she did." Spade said, his eyes lingering on my green ones before swooping over to Jack.

"And this?" He asked.

"That's…" I began.

"Your husband?" I shook my head.

"Jack is a friend; he's…just a friend." I said, looking at Jack, who was standing, leaning on the wall. Spade turned to him, looking him over.

"He looks like Bry, looked like Bry." Spade corrected himself, glancing at me. I bit my lip.

"But he's not. He's not Bry and Bry is not here. What about Alice?" I asked, steering the subject from dear Bry.

"Alice. Alice, she was devastated after Bry's hanging. Slit 'er wrists, didn't she?" I winced, turning away.

"Found her lyin' in her own blood. She left a note, though; her writing was a bit sketchy. Said she were sorry. Said she thought you'd come back, eventually. And she were right, weren't she?" I felt my eyes burning. She knew about the map, I had told her. And she kept it secret until her death. I felt a pang of guilt.

"I told her not to go watch." I said, looking up.

"I said it wasn't nice and she would get upset but she didn't listen…" My voice faltered.

"Left me with just Mary and Joan. We looked after them kids until they stopped appearing. Half o' them got hung. The rest just disappeared. Beth got taken in by a rich family, taught how to be a lady, like. She didn't wanna come back." Spade said, pausing for a moment.

"So, you still intent on having a big family? Wedding and everything?" He asked. I nodded.

"Aye, I want a wedding and a family, who wouldn't?" Both men looked at me, answering my question.

"Obviously neither of ye two, then." I muttered, sneakily hiding the map in my pocket.

"Where are Mary and Joan?" I asked. Spade shrugged.

"Haven't seen 'em in days." I nodded, slipping passed Spade to the door.

"Well, me and Jack have to go but can ye give them my love? Tell 'em I'm thinkin' of them." I said, motioning for Jack to join me. He did, Spade watching him as he sauntered over.

"See ye soon, Spade." I said, leaving the room as quickly as I could. Jack followed; his pace matching mine, which was, undoubtedly, fast. I longed to be out of that house. It brought back all the memories, the feelings that made me long for the same all those years ago. I swung open the front door, the wind whipping my hair into my face as I rushed down the hill, where the horse was waiting. Jack had fallen behind me; he stood closing the door as I struggled onto the horse. His face was a mixture of confusion and pity.

"Don't pity me, Jack Sparrow, don't you dare pity me." I said as he mounted the horse in front of me. He shook his head, looking over his shoulder.

"I may as well make an educated guess ye won't be staying."

"I was mad to even consider it." I admitted.

"Ye never intend to go back, d'ye, love? Never actually mean to see him soon?" It was more a statement than a question, I was quite sure of that.

"We should go." I said coldly, watching Jack turn away from me and take the reins. I placed my arms about his waist and in a second we were thundering away from the house, my 'home'.

"Ye got the map?" Jack asked. I nodded.

"Aye, I wouldn't forget it, would I? There is only a handful of reasons why I would go back there, that map accounting for most of them." I admitted. Jack was confused, I could tell.

"I thought ye liked that place, ye said it was yer home. They were yer family." He said, not turning to look at me.

"It was my home. I liked the idea of a home, Jack, ye know, a proper home. With a mother and father and sisters and brothers and a dog. A proper family." Jack nodded.

"I know what ye mean, love." Jack muttered. I looked at him, puzzled.

"What was yer family like, Jack? Yer home?" I asked. Jack tensed.

"I don't wanna talk about them." He said, simply. I shook my head. I was foolish to think I could get Jack to open up, or to see into his mind, his thoughts and feelings. The only way to understand Jack Sparrow was to be a genius…or be as mad as he was.

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