Chapter 34.

(Quick update; I'm back! It's been a rough couple of months and I've been absent for a long time, but I'm back now, with chapter 34. I hope you enjoy it as much as the rest of this story. Love x)

May 21st was a day that started very different for a lot of people. Will Turner woke up on the stone cold floor of his cell, knowing that this was the day he was going to be executed. The only thing that gave him the energy to sit upright was a feeling of hatred, burning deep in his heart. Elizabeth had stayed up all night, desperately trying to get out of her cell, but nothing worked, and when the sun came up, she was exhausted. Caleb had been fighting against the bars all night. Ever since he saw Sophia being dragged away by a bunch of guards, he hadn't stopped trying to break free. He tried desperately to pull a loose rock from the wall. He'd cut open his fingertips as a result. And Sophia, well, she'd been knocked out, and she stayed out untill the wee hours of morning.

She wasn't sure of her plan, but she refused to do nothing.

Angelica woke up in Jack's arms, who was still asleep when she sat upright and put on her boots. She woke him up, and like every other morning, they walked onto the deck to get some fresh air before breakfast.

Every one was there, the crew was complete, at least, that's what they thought until they sat down to eat.

''Sophia's sleeping in, aye?'', Gibbs said as he passed around a bowl of apples.

Jack looked up from his meal and nodded slowly. He couldn't blame her. He knew this was rough for her.

Angelica knew that her daughter's feelings for Caleb Turner were a little more complicated than what they seemed like. She saw in Sophia's eyes that her anger and desperation to save him and his parents wasn't only fueled by moral standards. It was also fueled by affection.

''She'll get here when she's ready'', Angelica said, and so ending the conversation regarding her daughter.

But two hours later, when Jack stood at the rudder, a map in his hands, and the crew was cleaning the ship, Sophia still didn't appear from her cabin.

''Why don't you go see where your daughter is, before that frown stays there'', Angelica jokingly said as she walked up to Jack.

Jack looked up from the map and squeezed his eyes together. ''Are ye saying I've got wrinkles?''.

Angelica simply shrugged and took the map from his hands. ''Just go talk to her, Jack. This is not only difficult for us. It is for her, too''.

Jack sighed softly and nodded. ''Fine'', he muttered. He knew that this was extremely rough for her, and he hadn't slept well, knowing his best friend, his wife and their son were locked up in some cold, dark cell, waiting for their execution. He wanted to help them, he did. He wanted to come up with some witty plan and save all three of them, but he was too afraid of losing his own family. He'd lost them before and he couldn't go through that again. It would kill him.

So, Jack made his way below deck, towards Sophia's small cabin, and he knocked on the door twice. When he didn't get an answer, he sighed softly, but tried once more. Again, no response.

''I know you're in there, love'', Jack spoke softly.

Silence.

''And I know this is difficult for you. Like it is for me. But you have to understand that I do this because I love you. I cannot lose you again. Or your mother. You understand that, right?''.

Jack waited five seconds, ten.. fifteen, and twenty, but there was still no answer. No sign of life.

An alarm went off in his head, and Jack pulled open the door. When he saw the empty hammock, his heart skipped a beat. Immediately, he turned around and walked onto the deck.

''Where's Sophia?!'', he called out.

The crew stopped what they were doing and looked up at Jack's tense expression.

''In her cabin?'', Pintel muttered, as if it made perfect sense.

Jack cursed loudly and put his hand to his mouth as he stared towards the town.

''What is going on?'', Angelica asked as she joined the others.

''Cap'n can't find Sophia'', Marty answered simply.

''She's gone'', Jack whispered as he looked at Angelica.

They looked at each other for a second, and both of them knew that something was terribly wrong. Sophia wouldn't just dissapear, that was not an option. Was she kidnapped?

''Actually'', Ragetti started, nervously pulling on his collar. ''I think I saw her leaving.. in the night''.

Jack's face immediately turned to his crewmember and he walked towards him, standing an inch away from him.

''You saw her?!'', he grawled.

Pintel swallowed and quickly nodded. ''Y-yeah.. she wore a hood and I- I was just gettin' some fresh air, cap'n. I ain't think much of it''.

Jack grabbed Pintel by his shoulders and pulled him even closer. ''Where did she go?!'', he hissed.

Shaking, Pintel put up his hand and pointed towards the town. ''T-there'', he stuttered.

Jack followed his aim and his eyes widened. Slowly, he started putting the puzzlepieces together. Sophia's desperation, her anger, the way she retreated to her cabin so early in the evening. She hadn't agreed with his choice, in fact, she hated it.

''She's given herself up'', Jack said with clenched jaws.

Angelica looked at him like he was the goddamn Kraken. ''What? What do you mean? Where is she?!''.

Jack turned to her, a vein in his neck was throbbing. ''She's sneaked into the townhall and she gave herself up to Jefferson and his men''.

Angelica's face turned pale. ''Why?!''.

''She's forcing us to save her. And Will. And Caleb. And Elizabeth'', was the simple answer.

Everyone on deck fell silent and looked at each other in absolute confusion. Was this girl very brave or very stupid? Many weren't sure.

''We have to go. Now!'', Jack ordered as he walked towards the side of the ship. He knew pirates were going to be executed at exactly 12. They had no time to loose.

For a second, the crew stood still, but when they saw their captain leaving the ship, pulling out his sword, everyone knew it was getting serious.

''AYE, LET'S GO!'', Gibbs yelled.

Simultaniously, they yanked their swords from their belts and walked right after their captain.

As they moved through Tortuga, towards the townhall, with drawn swords and a determined captain leading them, more and more citizens started whispering. As the pirates approached, they pulled back in their houses and shops.

Good, Jack thought to himself. He was going to have to kill some people, but he'd rather have it be Jefferson and his men.

He felt angry, but for some reason, he also felt relieved. He had the opportunity to save his best friend, his daughter, and Caleb. He had an opportunity to get rid of Jefferson once and for all, and he was going to take it.