Part Two

a/n- remember how I said I was going to put two stories into one? Here's part two, I made a small change to the epilouge, all I did was put part one so no need to go back and read it...for anyone who's read gone with the wind, it's the same format, a different part for each part of Ruby's life, other than that please read, reviews are welcomed and yes in this chapter here there is a crazy twist

Dear Elizabeth,

I have to express my displeasure immediately with your lack of correspondence. It has been over a year and I have written you plenty of times with no response, it is possible I suppose that some of those letters never got the chance to reach you but still at least one must have. I hope you have informed Jack of my whereabouts as my leaving London on my own seems impossible right now. I suppose if you have not received any of my letters I explain my presence in London.

The night that Port Royal was attacked the Commodore and I fled in a row boat. We were in that boat for several days before we were finally rescued by a merchant ship. Once aboard it and comfortably settled in we were then told the ship was headed to England and were too far from any Caribbean port to turn back. Another hardship I had to take on while aboard the ship was that the crew immediately assumed that I was the Commodore's wife. Naturally at first I protested this assumption but went along with it when it was pointed out that I was better off being assumed the Commodore's wife than being known as Jack Sparrow's wife.

So needless to say I am here in London, living with the Commodore as his "wife". Once arriving in London James was given the title of Lord by the King, the public excuse was that he protected his wife, a member of the royal family, through numerous pirate attacks and then our time at sea in that row boat. Of course there was unspoken outrage that a Commodore was promoted so highly, especially one who had just arrived in town and it is all just brushed off as a result from my connections with the Crown. So now James and I have an agreement, he keeps my true identity a secret and he got to be a Lord, I cannot tell you how odd it is to be addressed as Lady Ruby Norrington, I swear the very first morning Gibbs addressed me as Missus Sparrow felt more natural.

Above all it is imminent Elizabeth that you get word to Jack of my whereabouts, send word to the Storm Manor in Port Charlotte if you must as they will be able to find Jack. I miss him dearly, I cannot explain how difficult it is trying to sleep at night when all I can do is cry and every time I step outside I find my eyes always drift down to the docks and part of me dies inside when I do not see those black sails. Everyday a little piece of me looses faith, it kills me to write it but everyday I am learning to live without loving Jack and it scares me that it is happening against my will. I do not mean to blame you Elizabeth but I am desperate, I am in a situation I cannot bare and it seems more and more like I will never see my true husband again. Please Elizabeth, I know and you Will can find Jack and you can make him come to England to come and get me, I trust you and have faith in you.

Yours truly,

Ruby