A/N I own no one from Pirates Of The Caribbean : The Curse Of The Black Pearl. I only own original characters such as Alyssa.

"Ssssh!" Alyssa hissed as she and Jack snuck around outside of her parents

house. "They'll hear us! Do you want to be arrested?"

Jack winced at the thought. He had suggested that she get some clothes and

other belongings to bring with her and she had agreed. Now, here they were.

Sneaking around her back yard trying to quietly get her in the kitchen window. They

managed to get her in and there, to her surprise, was her father eating pie. Just

before he noticed her, she motioned for Jack to duck down.

"Alyssa? Where were you, girl?" her father demanded.

"I'd gone out for a walk, father. To clear my head." she answered.

"Are you insane? Clear your head? At this ungodly hour? You could have

been kidnapped, child. Worse yet, killed!" He raved, standing up.

Her mother appeared in the door to the kitchen, "What are you doing, still up

and dressed?"

"Your daughter, Martha, decided that the best time to go out for a stroll is

after midnight." her husband informed her. "We'll discuss this tomorrow. I'm tired. I'm

going to bed and you shall do the same. Also, in the morning we have to discuss

your settling down with a husband. Goodnight, Alyssa."

"But, father-" she tried to argue.

"I said goodnight, Alyssa." and he and his wife disappeared into their

bedroom for the night.

Alyssa sighed and hurried up the stairs to her room. If she had had any

doubts about running away with Jack, they had all disappeared after the encounter

with her parents. So judgemental, they were. She gathered as much of her clothes

and belongings that she could wrap and tie into one sheet. After making sure she

had everything she needed, she sat at her desk to write a letter to her parents.

Dearest Mother and Father,
I beg you not to worry about me, and also that you not come looking.
I've met the most wonderful man and I'm going away with him. I don't
plan to return. Just know that I am going away by my own will. I have not been kidnapped. Give my love to all the family. Inform them of my
marriage. I apologize, but I was in love with this man while you were
introducing me to all those suitors. He is the man for me, mother and
father. We'll be happy together. He is not of the high social standing you wanted me to marry into, but he is the only person I could ever see
myself with. His name is Jack. I don't know where we're going, but it
is far away from Port Royal. I love you both, and I will never stop doing
so. You did the best you could for me and provided me with everything
I could ever want. Don't ever forget me, I know I never will you.
Your daughter,
Alyssa K. Wells

When she had finished writing the dishonest letter, she headed towards her

bedroom door. She was about to open it when she stopped. Her parents were back

in the kitchen, talking. She walked over to her window and pulled it open. "Psst!"

she tried to get Jacks attention. "Jack!" she whispered loudly. He looked up.

"Here!" she held out her belongings and let them drop. He caught them and set

them down. It had made slightly more noise than she had intended, so she waited.

Her parents were still talking in the kitchen. They hadn't heard a thing. She popped

her head back out the window. "Jack!" he looked up again. "You have to catch me!"

she said.

Jack's eyes widened, "Are ye crazy? You'll die if ye jump! Use the door." he

ordered, trying to be quiet.

Alyssa shook her head, "They're awake, they're right in the kitchen. You have

to catch me."

"Alyssa!" Her fathers voice boomed up the stairs.

"Yes, father?" she called.

"Who are you talking to?" he demanded.

"No one, father, just getting ready for bed." she lied.

"Well, do it more quietly." he told her.

"Yes, father," she sighed. "Goodnight father."

When she was sure he was gone, she went back to the window. "Jack!" he

looked up. "Are you ready?" she asked.

He swallowed hard, then nodded. He held out his arms infront of him to catch

her. She crawled, legs first, out her window. She sat on the ledge a moment and just

let her legs dangle from the window. After a moment, she let herself fall into Jacks

waiting arms. He was steady for a moment, but soon fell into the bushes. Alyssa

landed ontop of him and didn't move.

The kitchen window opened a moment later and Alyssa's father looked out.

"Who's out there?" he demanded.

"I'm telling you, Malcolm, it's just an animal or something. Come, let's go to

bed." his wife said.

Jack and Alyssa just lay there in the bushes. Totally out of sight. Not moving.

Barely breathing. Gazing into one anothers eyes. Eventually, Malcolm closed the

window. Jack got up, lifting Alyssa with himself and they were able to be on their

way.

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"No, Alyssa, ye can 'ave me bed. It's the cleanest 'ere. The others're all old,

damp 'n filthy." Jack insisted.

Alyssa stomped her foot impatiently, "I do not care, Jack. I'm not about to

take your bed from you. You've been generous enough as it is."

"Well, it's like this, love;" Jack began. "I'm not letting ye sleep in one of the

other beds and I'm not letting ye out of this room so ye can do so. Ye may as well

sleep in me bed."

"You cannot make me stay here." Alyssa said haughtily.

"You're forgetting one very important thing, love. I'm Captain Jack Sparrow,"

he reminded her. "I can do what I want."

She glared at him, but then got an idea. "Alright. Well, then, there's only one

thing we can do." She told him.

"And what's that?" he asked.

"We'll have to share the bed." she said.

"Share the bed?!" Jack exclaimed. "You're out of your wits. It barely fits one."

Alyssa shrugged, "We'll have to make due, then," she said. She sat on the

bed and patted the little bit of space next to her. "Come on, then."

Jack sighed and rolled his eyes. He knew there was no use arguing with any

woman, especially one as stubborn as this one seemed to be. He got in the bed

next to her. He swallowed hard. It was going to be a very interesting trip.

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"Alyssa! Alyssa, it's Elizabeth. Your parents sent me up here to fetch you for

breakfast." Elizabeth Turner called outside her cousins door.

"Did she answer?" her husband, Will said from the bottom of the stairs.

Elizabeth looked at him, concern on her face. "No," she turned back to the

door. "Alyssa, are you not well?" she opened the door and found her cousins bed

made. A note lay folded on the pillow. Elizabeth opened it and read it to herself.

"Jack." she quietly stated. In her heart she knew who Alyssa was talking about. Jack

Sparrow. "Will!" she cried for her husband who was up the stairs in a heartbeat.

"What is it, Elizabeth?" he asked, sitting next to her on the bed.

"Read this." she handed him the letter. She watched him read it. She saw his

eyes get wider with every line. Going away... not been kidnapped... marriage... not

of the high social standing... his name is Jack... away from Port Royal... Alyssa K.

Wells.

Will looked up. He was thinking the same thing as his wife. "Captain Jack

Sparrow's back."