CHAPTER SIX
"Brynn, don't pull mommies hair!" Elizabeth said sternly.
The small 3-year-old let go of the dark golden strands reluctantly, and instead bussied herslef in playing with the plastic beads on her neckalce.
Elizabeth was carrying her 3 year old daughter, Brynn, down the streets of Port Royal, on her way home form the market. She had moved out of her fathers mansion, and was residing in a small house at he edge of the town. Her father wasn't exactly happy about her desicion to leave, but he didn't seem saddened by it either. He had provided her with an average home, and had offered her a maid/nanny to take with her, but she had politley declined. she felt she had to do this on her own, to prove to herlself and everyone else, that she could do it.
She looke down at her daughter. Brynn looked a lot like Elizabeth in the face, but you could tell she was definatley Jack Sparrows child. Her black wavy hair fell slightly past her shoulders, and her eyes were much darker than Elizabeth's, almost black.
The Governor never knew who the father was. Elizabeth thought if she told him that it was Jack Sparrow, the pirate, she would be cut off from her father completely. she guessed he just assumed Brynn was Will's child.
Elizabeth stopped by the docks. The sun was fully risen now, she had watched it rise from the battlements. She still looked for the Pear every morning and every night, though deep down she knew it would never come.
She missed Will a lot. She had been her best friend, like a brother. Had he forgotten about her too, Just like Jack? Elizabeth was furious at herslef for trusting Jack, for believing him, for loving him. He had betrayed her. Speaking of Jack....
"I hear ol' Jack Sparrow's finally coming around these 'ere parts" Elizabeth stopped dead as she heard a sailor telling his friends the news.
"Jack Sparrow?" the other replied, "coming to Port Royal?"
"Nah, Tortuga. He aint been around much. I hear he lost his ship. He's supposed to be staying for a couple o' days, and then he'll be off again, not to be heard of for another 5 years!"
Elizabeth had heard enough. She quickened her pace home, shifting Brynn to her other arm. Jack Sparrow, in Tortuga? Elizabeth had to see him. Just to beleive he hadn't vanished off the face of the Earth.
"Brynn, do you want to go on a boat?" Elizabeth asked her daughter.
"Oh, can we, mommy? please, can we can we?" Brynn practically squealed.
"We can go on one today!" Come on, let's go pack!" Elizabeth said as she opened the door to her small home. ~~~~
Elizabeth sat by the rail of the Superior, the ship she had bartered her way to Tortuga on. Brynn sat in her lap, staring in awe as the sailors worked about.
Elizabeth had on her pants that she had borrowed from Anamaria all those years ago, and a small bag of her and Brynn's belongings.
The farther away the Superior got from Port Royal, the more nervous Elizabeth got. was she doing the right thing? 'well it's too late now she thought, and kissed Brynn on her forhead.
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With her room settled at some inn in the center of Tortuga, Elizabeth carried Brynn out into the streets. Having never been here before, she was in as much awe as Brynn was, turning her head this way and that, trying to see everything at once.
As they passed a crown of rowdy men, Elizabeth held onto Brynn tighter, and continued walking for some time.
After at least two hours, Elizabeth decided she would come out again tomorrow. She turned onto the street of her inn, and gasped.
There he was, the infamous Jack Sparrow. He looked exactly the same as he had three years ago. Same coat, same hat, same beads in his hair. Jack hadn' t seen Eliabeth, and his back was now to her, as he was talking to a random sailor.
Elziabeth gathered up her courage, and walked up so she was behind him.
"...and now I no longer have me ship, so I'm just sailing place to place......"
He sounded the same way too, elizabeth couldnt help but think.
"Well, well, well," Elizabeth said, "the famous Jack Sparrow has finally decided to grace us with his prescence."
"That's *Captain* Jack Sparrow to you, lu....." His voice trailed off as he turned around and saw who had spoken to him.
He froze, apparently lost for words. Elizabeth was suddenly overcome with so many different emotions. She didnt knwo whether she wanted to run into his arms or slap him.
"Elizabeth..."He whispered. Elizabeth had deiced on option number 2. With her free hand she slapped him with all her might, so hard her hand stung and turned red.
"I suppose i deserved that one..." he muttered, rubbing his cheek. Then looked and Brynn, who stared innocently back.
"Mommy, who is that man?" Brynn asked, and Jack looked at Elizabeth, waiting for her to answer.
"Brynn, don't pull mommies hair!" Elizabeth said sternly.
The small 3-year-old let go of the dark golden strands reluctantly, and instead bussied herslef in playing with the plastic beads on her neckalce.
Elizabeth was carrying her 3 year old daughter, Brynn, down the streets of Port Royal, on her way home form the market. She had moved out of her fathers mansion, and was residing in a small house at he edge of the town. Her father wasn't exactly happy about her desicion to leave, but he didn't seem saddened by it either. He had provided her with an average home, and had offered her a maid/nanny to take with her, but she had politley declined. she felt she had to do this on her own, to prove to herlself and everyone else, that she could do it.
She looke down at her daughter. Brynn looked a lot like Elizabeth in the face, but you could tell she was definatley Jack Sparrows child. Her black wavy hair fell slightly past her shoulders, and her eyes were much darker than Elizabeth's, almost black.
The Governor never knew who the father was. Elizabeth thought if she told him that it was Jack Sparrow, the pirate, she would be cut off from her father completely. she guessed he just assumed Brynn was Will's child.
Elizabeth stopped by the docks. The sun was fully risen now, she had watched it rise from the battlements. She still looked for the Pear every morning and every night, though deep down she knew it would never come.
She missed Will a lot. She had been her best friend, like a brother. Had he forgotten about her too, Just like Jack? Elizabeth was furious at herslef for trusting Jack, for believing him, for loving him. He had betrayed her. Speaking of Jack....
"I hear ol' Jack Sparrow's finally coming around these 'ere parts" Elizabeth stopped dead as she heard a sailor telling his friends the news.
"Jack Sparrow?" the other replied, "coming to Port Royal?"
"Nah, Tortuga. He aint been around much. I hear he lost his ship. He's supposed to be staying for a couple o' days, and then he'll be off again, not to be heard of for another 5 years!"
Elizabeth had heard enough. She quickened her pace home, shifting Brynn to her other arm. Jack Sparrow, in Tortuga? Elizabeth had to see him. Just to beleive he hadn't vanished off the face of the Earth.
"Brynn, do you want to go on a boat?" Elizabeth asked her daughter.
"Oh, can we, mommy? please, can we can we?" Brynn practically squealed.
"We can go on one today!" Come on, let's go pack!" Elizabeth said as she opened the door to her small home. ~~~~
Elizabeth sat by the rail of the Superior, the ship she had bartered her way to Tortuga on. Brynn sat in her lap, staring in awe as the sailors worked about.
Elizabeth had on her pants that she had borrowed from Anamaria all those years ago, and a small bag of her and Brynn's belongings.
The farther away the Superior got from Port Royal, the more nervous Elizabeth got. was she doing the right thing? 'well it's too late now she thought, and kissed Brynn on her forhead.
~~~~
With her room settled at some inn in the center of Tortuga, Elizabeth carried Brynn out into the streets. Having never been here before, she was in as much awe as Brynn was, turning her head this way and that, trying to see everything at once.
As they passed a crown of rowdy men, Elizabeth held onto Brynn tighter, and continued walking for some time.
After at least two hours, Elizabeth decided she would come out again tomorrow. She turned onto the street of her inn, and gasped.
There he was, the infamous Jack Sparrow. He looked exactly the same as he had three years ago. Same coat, same hat, same beads in his hair. Jack hadn' t seen Eliabeth, and his back was now to her, as he was talking to a random sailor.
Elziabeth gathered up her courage, and walked up so she was behind him.
"...and now I no longer have me ship, so I'm just sailing place to place......"
He sounded the same way too, elizabeth couldnt help but think.
"Well, well, well," Elizabeth said, "the famous Jack Sparrow has finally decided to grace us with his prescence."
"That's *Captain* Jack Sparrow to you, lu....." His voice trailed off as he turned around and saw who had spoken to him.
He froze, apparently lost for words. Elizabeth was suddenly overcome with so many different emotions. She didnt knwo whether she wanted to run into his arms or slap him.
"Elizabeth..."He whispered. Elizabeth had deiced on option number 2. With her free hand she slapped him with all her might, so hard her hand stung and turned red.
"I suppose i deserved that one..." he muttered, rubbing his cheek. Then looked and Brynn, who stared innocently back.
"Mommy, who is that man?" Brynn asked, and Jack looked at Elizabeth, waiting for her to answer.