DISCLAIMER: THE CHARACTERS DO NOT BELONG TO ME. SAM AND RAVEN DO. NO MONEY IS BEING MADE OFF THIS STORY
Author's note: I just wanted to tell you that Jack may be a little out of character this chapter but trust me there's a good reason.
Sam opened her eyes. She was still in the cell. She was alive. She looked around and saw Thomas Raven slump forward against the bars of her cell. Will stepped forward and smiled at her. "Well looks like I got to him before Jack."
Sam almost had to force a smile. "Will..." Will looked towards Sam. "Well Miss Sparrow it looks like this is the second time I've saved your life." Sam smiled and tried to lift herself up. "Well Will Turner. I ain't out of the dark yet." That's when Will first noticed her blood soaked shirt. "Alright Sparrow let me get these doors off. I once got your father out the same way." The gate came right off when he applied the right pressure.
Will stepped in and helped Sam above deck. Raven's boat was under full attack. Jack saw Sam and Will. "Will! Where's Raven?" Will picked Sam up off her feet. "He's dead Jack. Let's blow this ship apart!" Will grabbed ahold of a rope and swung to the black pearl with Sam. Slowly the crew members swung over. "Alright mateys! Load the cannons!" Jack shouted.
Sam watched in pleasent horror as Thomas Raven's ship blew up. The shouts and cheers from the crew were deafening. Will looked over at Sam. To everyone else it looked like she was shouting in victory but she was screaming in pain. Will ran over to her and carried her below deck.
~*~
A moring sun rose and Sam saw a fimilar town in the distance, Port Royale. "So your going home Will Turner." she whispered. The door to her room opened and she saw her father.
Sam wanted to turn her head the other direction but she knew she couldn't. "Sam." he whispered as he sat down next to her bed. "Sam I know that I have made alot of mistakes as a father but I need to make amends. Just know that I do love you. No matter how I act. Your my daugher." Sam tried to smile but the pain was still there. "I love you too father." Jack leaned forward and kissed his daughter's forehead.
Jack stood up and headed for the door. "We'll be in Port Royale tonight. Will needs to go home and for Elizabeth's funeral." Jack left the room and Sam looked down at her hands. Tonight it would be all over.
Author's note: I apologize if Jack was out of character but he needed a father/daugher moment. I also apologize for the final two chapters of my story being short.
Author's note: I just wanted to tell you that Jack may be a little out of character this chapter but trust me there's a good reason.
Sam opened her eyes. She was still in the cell. She was alive. She looked around and saw Thomas Raven slump forward against the bars of her cell. Will stepped forward and smiled at her. "Well looks like I got to him before Jack."
Sam almost had to force a smile. "Will..." Will looked towards Sam. "Well Miss Sparrow it looks like this is the second time I've saved your life." Sam smiled and tried to lift herself up. "Well Will Turner. I ain't out of the dark yet." That's when Will first noticed her blood soaked shirt. "Alright Sparrow let me get these doors off. I once got your father out the same way." The gate came right off when he applied the right pressure.
Will stepped in and helped Sam above deck. Raven's boat was under full attack. Jack saw Sam and Will. "Will! Where's Raven?" Will picked Sam up off her feet. "He's dead Jack. Let's blow this ship apart!" Will grabbed ahold of a rope and swung to the black pearl with Sam. Slowly the crew members swung over. "Alright mateys! Load the cannons!" Jack shouted.
Sam watched in pleasent horror as Thomas Raven's ship blew up. The shouts and cheers from the crew were deafening. Will looked over at Sam. To everyone else it looked like she was shouting in victory but she was screaming in pain. Will ran over to her and carried her below deck.
~*~
A moring sun rose and Sam saw a fimilar town in the distance, Port Royale. "So your going home Will Turner." she whispered. The door to her room opened and she saw her father.
Sam wanted to turn her head the other direction but she knew she couldn't. "Sam." he whispered as he sat down next to her bed. "Sam I know that I have made alot of mistakes as a father but I need to make amends. Just know that I do love you. No matter how I act. Your my daugher." Sam tried to smile but the pain was still there. "I love you too father." Jack leaned forward and kissed his daughter's forehead.
Jack stood up and headed for the door. "We'll be in Port Royale tonight. Will needs to go home and for Elizabeth's funeral." Jack left the room and Sam looked down at her hands. Tonight it would be all over.
Author's note: I apologize if Jack was out of character but he needed a father/daugher moment. I also apologize for the final two chapters of my story being short.