"The Return"

AUTHOR: Melissa (otherwise know as, JohnnyDee)

RATING: PG-13 for later chapters.

EMAIL: melismelli_101_@hotmail.com

DISCLAIMER: I do not own POTC, blah, blah, blah.

TIMELINE: A year after the end of POTC.

DISTRIBUTION: johnnydeppzone.com, fanfiction.net, and other sites.

CHAPTER: 7.Third Time's a Charm

Elizabeth listened to Commodore Norrington and Will, watching as they

very relationship they had built soon crumbled to pieces. "I WILL NOT risk another

clumsy attempt to engage in piracy, as last time!" Will brought his fist down on the table

and yelled back, "And I will not sit here and watch my very daughter slip AWAY from

me!" Elizabeth turned her head, so hurt that all of this had to such a resolve.

A deafening silence fell upon those in the conversation. Will looked

Commodore in the eye and said gritting his teeth, "I will not loose my daughter. I will do

all that I can possibly do to get her back." Commodore closed his eyes, thinking for what

seemed like forever. He came to a resolve and looked at Will. "You'll be needing a ship

then, I suppose." Will looked up, not sure if he was hearing correctly. "I believe the

Dauntless will do," Commodore Norrington finished. He turned to the two men on either

side of him. "Get a crew assembled and fetch some supplies."

Commodore turned to leave but Will stopped him. "You don't know how

much this means to us." Will said, holding his wife on the right of his arm. Commodore

merely smiled and took his leave. Elizabeth turned to Will. "Oh, Will. I do hope we find

her. I still can't believe she did this." Will embraced Elizabeth and ran his fingers through

her silky, blonde locks. "I know. but we'll find her. Let us go before they leave without

us." Elizabeth drew apart from him and took his arm; walking down the cobblestone path

to the dock. She had a feeling that it would not be long before their dear Charlotte was

back in her arms again.

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Jack breathed in deeply as he entered the harbor of Tortugas, just like he

promised. Plus, Annemarie and Charlotte got to stay on the Pearl while everyone did they

business, just like they promised. He turned the wheel slightly, and hummed a tune that

no one had ever heard of. Jack swayed side to side, having no idea that the pride and joy

of the British Navy, the Dauntless would soon be hot on his trail.

* * *

Charlotte swished the mop around in the bucket, and pulled it out again

walking to where she had finished, leaving a trail of water drops. Bending over, she ran

the mop over the same 3 foot radius, again, and again, and again. She looked up at

Annemarie who had down almost twice as much as she had. Disgusted at her own work,

she threw the mop down. She thought that being with Pirates would give her life a tilt, a

thrill, SOMETHING besides a mop and a bucket filled to the brim with dirty water.

Annemarie noticed her face as Charlotte leaned against the cell door,

sighing loudly. Annemarie dropped over and stood next to her crossing her arms as well.

"What 'tis it, mate?" looking Charlotte in the eye. Charlotte repositioned herself. "I don't

know.it's just, well.I thought that being with Pirates would be exciting and

well.it's- "Dull!" Annemarie finished for her, with a slight twinkle in her eye.

Charlotte looked back at her and replied sheepishly, Well.yeah!"

Annemarie smiled and asked, "Well, what it ye'd like to do, miss?

We've got the Pearl to ourselves and we've all day!" Charlotte thought for a moment a

she replied, "Anything?" Annemarie leaned closer as she whispered, "Anything!"

* * *

Jack sauntered on deck with the rest of the crew as he looked on the

familiar scene of Tortugas. "Made God have mercy on her!" Jack muttered as he walked

over a passed out man on the dock. Jack went with Gibbs to complete some unfinished

business he had. The two walked amongst the throngs of the drunks, prostitutes, and

those just looking for a good time. Jack noticed that Gibbs had stopped and turned to see

him staring out into the harbor. Gibbs clenched his fist as he said, "What be it in that

woman's head. I told ye it was bad luck for a woman to be on board, even a miniature

one!" Jack stepped forward to see what it was that Gibbs was babbling about with his

thick Irish accent.

Jack stared in disbelief as his the Pearl, HIS SHIP, sailed out of the harbor.

Pulling out his spyglass he moved around the sky, until his eyes rested upon his beloved

ship. There be Annemarie and that girl, riding away his ship. Jack stood feeling like there

was nothing he could do except make himself watch. "That's the third time I've seen

someone sailing away with MY ship." Jack shoved the spyglass into his pocket and

started for the docks again, waiting to prey on the very next ship that came into the

harbor.