Author Thanks: Oktaira…You are the man! I love how you go into detail with reviews- it makes me feel better about my writing…You're right, Dinah has changed. But I expect that being married to a pirate can do that to a person…eh? Hope you like this chapter…
The perfectly good evening had turned out into a full blown disaster. The faults were on two people, according to Jack. The first being Evan, who told Ana that he didn't want her to go and the second, being his wife who was now mad at him. She (according to Jack) had no right to excuse Ana from the accord.
From Dinah's point of view it was all Jack's fault. Why he had disagreed with Dinah, she wasn't quite sure. He promised he would quit being childish about Ana and that was that. It was black and white, yet dinner made her think about if Jack really meant about what he promised.
From Ana's point of view it was Evan's and Dinah's fault too, but mostly Evans. Why he was being so weird about this she didn't know. And she didn't know why she had to do this, she couldn't think of any REAL reason, yet she wanted to so badly, that it go through with it. From Evan's point of view, it was all Jack's fault. He knew he was up to something. Probably stealing Ana away from me. Evan thought. And it seems like she wants to go! Everyone was mad after dinner, and that was certain.
Ana ran after Evan as he walked quickly toward where his ship was docked. He didn't think any of his crew was still there, but if they were, they were leaving. Ana called after him, not particularly in a good tone. She was cursing and yelling and screaming after him and he ignored her, he was set in his decision. If Ana wanted to be on the Pearl so badly, then she would STAY on the Pearl.
"You bloody pirate! Just stop would you?!" She called. He finally stopped and turned around. She walked toward him as the rain beat down on them, she asked, "What was that about?"
"Ana, I'm not the type of guy to go runnin' after a lass!"
"I'm not askin' you to run after me! I'm not leavin' yuh; I'm just going away for a little bit! But Evan, I'm comin' back! No need worryin' about that!"
"Why are you even compelled to do this, luv?"
"Because the Pearl is my home!" She stated loudly.
"Yer home aye? Well fine! Then you can stay on your home!"
"Evan, that's not what I meant and you know it!"
"No, Ana, I don't! Not unless you tell me!"
"I just need to do this, can't you understand that?" Ana said calmly, looking at Evan directly.
He nodded, "Yes luv, I do. But I don't understand why."
Ana smiled, "Well if it helps- neither do I."
Evan smiled back and asked, "Where do you want me to meet you?"
Ana smiled wider and jumped into Evan's not-so-prepared hands and he held her there until she let herself down, "I'll meet you anywhere you want."
"Okay, how 'bout The Faithful Bride at Tortuga." Ana nodded and agreed.
When Ana arrived back home she was shivering, wet, and in a little bit of a better mood but not much. She came into the house without bothering to 'towel off' and marched up to Dinah who was curled up reading a book and Jack, who was across the room, laying down on the couch. Both still mad at the other, but no wanting to be completely distant.
She stood over Jack and squeezed out her hair onto his face. His eyes flinched but never opened, until she was completely down. "Is there somethin' you be wantin' lass?"
"Yes! I want to know why you two made me and Evan fight!"
Dinah looked up from her book, "Ana, we didn't make you two fight…"
"Well you provoked it! I want to know why?"
Jack and Dinah looked at each other and then at Ana, "We didn't know it was going to turn out that way, Ana. Honestly…" Then she looked at Jack, "Well at least I didn't."
Ana's eyes narrowed and she asked, "What's that s'posed to mean?"
Dinah sighed, "Ana, it doesn't matter anymore, you obviously made up with Evan. And once you're back we can forget about the whole thing…"
Ana eyed both of them and then left, intending on sleeping through the night on the ship she was going to captain the next morning. Dinah threw her shoe at Jack once Ana had left the house. He sat up and looked at his wife with an irriated look. "What?!"
"Why are you mad at me?"
"Because, luv, you did something that no one had a right to do."
"Give me a break, I'm your wife!"
"That you are luv, but that doesn't make you queen over my business!"
Dinah's face turned solemn, "You mean you don't want me interfering with anything having to do with your ship and your crew?"
"No!"
She nodded and said before returning to her book, "Well then once your leg heals I'll get all my belongs off the Pearl and go stay with mother."
Jack rolled his eyes, "That's not what I meant, luv."
"Well Jack, you treat me like one of your crew and you treat me as your partner, so sometimes I'm not sure what to go on! I thought as Ana's friend and your wife it was okay for me to put that offer on the table…but I guess I was wrong."
Jack sighed, "C'mere luv, I can't get up." Dinah slowly got up and walked over to where Jack was laying and stood in front of him. He motioned for her to lie next to him and she slowly did, making sure not to hurt him. Once they got arranged and comfortable he said, "I'm sorry I overreacted." And for now, that was enough to satisfy Dinah.
The next morning Jack and Dinah stayed to see Ana off, but the Challenger was already gone. The crew was busy getting ready to lift the anchor as soon as Ana said the word and she was over her anger with the couple. "I'll write you…" They both said at the same time. They giggled and hugged. Jack then told Ana to keep the ship in good conditions and if there's a storm, she can always last a little longer. Ana nodded and walked up the gangplank and shouted, "Okay ye scallywags! Set sail from this island!"
Two hours into sailing Ana had a change in spirits. She was captaining a ship with a full crew and she loved it. For now she wouldn't let anyone touch the helm but her and found that when you're captain, steering was more soul-releasing than when you're just part of the crew. She now realized why Jack was most often at the helm. You could think hours on end, and still not loose sight of where you're going.
Ana didn't exactly no where she was going, but she was going to find a ship. Maybe somewhere near Port Royal. She thought. But I've got to find a ship. I've got to lead a raid. But then her thoughts wondered to Evan and why he hadn't been there when she left. She hadn't heard his ship leave during the night or even early morning, but it must've. She had just figured that he would've waited, but she guessed she should've asked.
After four hours of thinking and steering, Ana's legs began to grow tired and she had Cotton take over. She wasn't quite sure what cabin she should use but then Gibbs came up to her and told her in a slurred voice, "Cap'an had us make the bed with new sheets for yuh. It's all yours lassie." She smiled and walked in, finding a huge bed instead of a little cot. Yes, she had seen it before, but now she got to sleep in it! She shut the door and smiled mischievously at the bed. She ran up to it and jumped on to it.
Surprisingly enough the bed didn't exactly feel right. Ana frowned and looked under the sheets. What she found was a wooden box, that was the support for the bed, but in the box was sand. Ana noticed that he had the bottom sheets nailed to the wooden box and that kept the sand in. "The man's a bloody genius!" she said. She settled back on top of the bed and smiled in contentment.
She looked around the cabin. It was pretty much empty. All his clothes trunks were gone, his maps were still here and his liquor cabin was completely empty. Big surprise, she thought. But one thing caught her eye. It was a drawing of Jack and Dinah after their wedding. Ana didn't quite recognize where they were so she stood up and walked over to the desk where it was on.
The picture was in the Turner's back yard, it was Jack and Dinah sitting down. They were laughing but Jack had his head turned Dinah, who had her head back in complete laughter. Down at the bottom of the drawing was what looked like 'Elizabeth Turner' as a signature. Ana looked around the desk for any thing that might have came with it, and she found a letter in neat, perfect cursive handwriting. Obviously done by Elizabeth.
Dear Jack and Dinah-
I hope you two are doing well. I'll be glad if this message actually reaches you, but you never know. I figured you'd see Norrington's procession and capture him. He swears that if he saw Captain Jack Sparrow, he'd surely capture you and send you to the gallows, but you've manage to get out of that situation twice…so if you don't get this, well then when you two came to visit, I'd tell you about the picture.
I saw this happen and the image stuck in my mind for weeks after you left. So finally I drew it on paper and it was so good, I figured I should send it to you two. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did, and I hope to see you both very soon.
-Cordially Elizabeth Turner
Ana put the letter down and looked at the picture again. She sure had been practicing; the drawing looked life-like. Ana smiled at the fact that her two best friends were married. She couldn't wait to have kids, and then she'd be an aunt…Well close to an aunt at least. Since Ana was an only child and her parents died before they could have anymore kids, Dinah and her siblings had been Ana's siblings too.
Ana went back to the bed, intending on getting some sleep and maybe dreaming about the past, but after ten minutes of resting there was a pounding on the door.
"AYE?" She yelled.
"Cap'an! There's something you might like to see." She heard a crew member say and then walk away. Ana groaned and went to the door and opened it. When she walked out on deck, there was a ship right next to the Pearl. The crew looked ragged and grimy. The person who seemed to be the captain had brown eyes and a hat. His hair was sun bleached blond pulled back into a ponytail. He was handsome in some respects but the way he glared at Ana made chills go down her spine.
"Are you Jack Sparrow's whore?" He asked once she got to the middle of the deck.
"Who's askin'?"
"All you need to know is that I am the captain of this 'ere ship, the Destroyer."
"I'm not tellin' you anything until I hear your name, Captain."
He sighed and answered, "Eric Smith. Now are you his whore?"
Ana put her hand on her gun, "I ain't no ones whore. What business do you have with Jack?"
"Well ain't this his ship? I've been looking for that bloat for years! And here and I finally come upon his ship, and I get you."
"Captain Ana Maria- Jack's presence is obviously lacking at the moment. Is there anything else?"
"Yes, wait t'be boarded luv,"
Calling Ana 'luv' was something Jack realized long ago, was a mistake. The minute he did she drew out her sword and pointed it to his nose, only an inch away from it. Now this Captain has the nerve to go and do such and thing AND board the ship? Ana wasn't going to let him get away with such a thing. She drew her sword out and told the crew to prepare for battle. Shots fired and swords clashed, but Ana was only fighting with one man. The Captain of the ship who wanted something to do with Dinah. Though she wasn't sure what, she was going to find out.
Twenty minutes later, half a dozen of her crew were wounded and half of Eric's ship was dead. She now had him against a wall with a sword and gun in her hand. She usually didn't divert to the gun when fighting with her sword, but she brought it out now to make sure he didn't do anything.
"What do you want with Jack and his wife?"
"Wife? Is that what you call 'er? You sure it ain't whore?" He asked, with a slight smile on his face.
"I wouldn't say such things if I were you," Ana said as she cocked her gun and rose it to his heart. He swallowed, but had no facial expressions to hint that he was scared. "What do you want with them."
He shrugged.
Ana smiled, "You best be tellin' me mate, or you'll be gettin' acquainted with Davy Jones' locker…"
"M'boss sent me to look for 'er."
"Your boss?"
He nodded, "I don't know any more than that, I swear." He said looking into her eyes. She sighed and took that as a good enough answer. She nodded and led him back over to his ship with the rest of his crew and Gibbs and cotton tied them to the mast. Then they went around looking for loot, while Ana went into the Captain's quarters and looked for anything that would give her a hint to who this 'boss' might be. She wasn't certain if he was telling the truth, but she knew that was all she was going to get out of him. When she found nothing and she was the only one left on the ship of her crew, she left and told Gibbs to raise the anchor and she went and tended to the wounds of the crew.