Author's Note: Sorry this was so short, but I had to get Jack thinking about Beverly. I mean she was married to a Spanish pirate who sold his soul to the devil just for a map. That's got to be shocking for any ex lover. But not necessarily long… And in the last chapter I failed to mention that Deborah gave Nathan TWO maps…that's right…TWO.
Oh- I have a one shot thing out! It's called, 'All For her'. Just thought I'd let you know.
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"Craig, Michael, Jonathan, Jordan, Joel, Marcus, you are the last of your crew?"
"Jack Sparrow and his crew killed the rest," Jordan answered.
"But how were you able to escape?"
Craig shrugged, "We swam to shore…it was a dark night."
Beverly rubbed her stomach. "He burned that map. How are we going to get a hold of that treasure without a map?"
They all looked at each other. She asked again, "Did no one make a copy of this map!?"
"We didn't think we needed to. And still, only a week after we took it, the wench took it." Marcus answered.
"Who?"
"Uhm…Deborah Miller. The woman we kidnapped was her daughter."
"Elizabeth Swann? A daughter of Antonio's ex lover?"
He nodded.
"That's not important, we need that map. Could Ms. Miller have made a copy?"
The men looked around at each other and then shrugged at Beverly. "Possibly. We didn't find one at the house in Port Royal."
"Fine, then we'll go there and look again. Look in Ms. Johnson's house. Look everywhere. I want that treasure!"
"It might take a few days."
"Why?"
"Are ship is at the bottom of Davy Jones' locker."
"How are we going to get there then?"
Joel shrugged, "We make an offering and give our souls once again. The fastest ship in the Caribbean will be ours again."
Beverly smiled, "Perfect."
A week later the Black Pearl made its way to Port Royal. Jack was happy that Gwen had recovered so well, but she was still trying to not put any pressure on her stomach. She had to sit down slowly and had to keep herself from laughing or crying.
Jack was slowly and secretly learning to read with the help from Gwen. He made her promise and swear on penalty of death that she wouldn't tell a soul about how she was giving him lessons.
Will and Elizabeth spent most of their time in their cabin. Jack instructed Gibbs to leave a tray of food outside their door during every meal and then if they ate anything to pick it up and if not, to leave it there. Jack knew well not to disturb two practically newly weds that hadn't seen each other or been with each other in almost three weeks.
One morning, about two days after the Pearl left Trinidad, Will made his way down to the galley to get something to drink. One down there, he saw Jack sitting alone, drinking rum and looking a little depressed. Will got some water and sat down at the same table. Jack looked up and acknowledged his presence by saying, "Wow. I didn't think you'd be out this quickly."
Will smiled and blushed a little, not wanting to talk about his private life, "What are you doing down here by yourself?"
He shrugged, "Thinking."
"About the map?"
Jack looked up, "How'd you know?"
"Like you said, we've known each other too long!"
"Yea, I guess we have…But I just can't get it out of my head. I've heard of that map. No one could find it. Pirates and gold diggers alike have been searching for that map for years! Never found it. I guess they didn't know you had to sell your soul to get it."
"Where did it come from?"
Jack shook his head, "No idea. I don't think anyone knew either. But then how did the rumors get started? I dunno either."
"How can a map be talked about so much and know that it leads to treasure, but that's all people talk about? They don't ask the simple questions."
"Gold diggers and pirates, Will. We don't mess with the little details. If there's treasure, that's all we need to know." He said, bringing his mug up to his lips and taking a drink.
"That must've been tough, having the map in your hand and then burning it…"
"You have no idea."
"Why did you burn it?"
Jack paused, "Because I thought it'd kill 'em. But all it ended up doing was giving them back their souls."
"Did we end up killing them all?" Will asked after a long pause. Jack looked at him. He had never thought of that. Why was it important?"
"Why do you ask?"
"What if they want revenge?"
Jack chuckled, "Even if we did leave some alive, what could they do for revenge? We sunk their ship! We aged them about twenty years AND we killed their Captain! To buy a ship would cost more money than any of them have! If any of them are even in good shape or even alive. Will- don't worry about it."
"Don't you ever wonder about if people are coming after you or not?"
"Not really. Not much good worryin' will do for you. Then you learn to look behind yer back every ten minutes and you learn to not enjoy life. You can't be lookin' behind you when you're walkin' ahead."
Will thought about Jack's analogy for a minute or two and then Jack got up. "Well, mate, I have a date to get too. And the lass gets mad if I'm late."
"Dinner in your cabin with Gwyneth again?" Will said raising an eyebrow.
"The lass is me daughter. I promised tonight with her."
Will smiled, "Go ahead, I wouldn't want that little ball of raging black hair to come after me for keeping you."
Jack laughed and quickly left.
The next night after Jack's lesson, Gwyneth was eating with him in his cabin and something that she had been wondering about finally plagued her enough to ask him.
"Jack, why did you keep Brenda?"
Jack eyed her, and taking another bite, "Why would I not?"
"Well because…Jack, a three year old on board? And a pirate ship, no less."
"What are you saying?" Jack asked, thinking he had the wrong impression of Gwyneth for all this time. But she couldn't possibly be saying what he thought she was saying.
"Jack, don't think I'm saying that you should get rid of her- but it's just my curiosity… Why would a pirate Captain, such as yourself, keep a three year old on board? Where everyday could threaten the life of the child?"
"The answer is simple luv," He said, glad that Gwyneth explained it better, "Accordin' to her, I'm her only family."
"Hasn't she ever asked about Beverly?"
Jack shook his head, "The thought of a mother hasn't come to her yet, but it won't be long, that's for sure."
"Well...what do you intend on telling her?"
"That her mother died in child birth."
"What!? You would lie to your daughter?"
Jack put his silverware down and looked at her, "One, I'm a pirate, that's what I do. Two- what am I supposed to tell her? 'Yer mother and I were lovers and then she deserted both of us a year after you were born.' Gwen…no. I'm doing that. I'm not going to have my daughter grow up to hate her mother."
Right then Gwyneth realized that Jack still held Beverly close in his heart. It may not be a big place, but it was still there. She nodded and kept eating.
"And anyway, she keeps me alive."
"How so?"
"I can't die and leave her with no family. She's the reason I keep going."
That's possibly the sweetest thing I have ever heard him say. It's hard to imagine Captain Jack Sparrow being so kind and sweet. I never would've imagined it.
Later that night when Jack and Brenda were in bed, the youngest sound asleep, Jack thought about her mother. Can a girl live the rest of her life without a mother? Will she end up the same if she just as a father than if she had a father and a mother?
Her mother.
Beverly.
His wife. His wife. What was she thinking? Did she actually fall in love with him?
Did she ever love me?
How did I fall in love with her? Was it the way she kissed? The way she talked? The way she walked? What was it that drew me to her? Her loneliness? Her helplessness? Jack stopped. This was beginning to sound a lot like Gwen. They aren't even remotely the same. Gwen is stubborn but kind and so innocent and sweet. Beverly was rough and head strong and rude and sarcastic.
Whatever drew me to Beverly, could it be the same thing that drew me to Gwen? Yes, they're completely different, but could it be just their personality?
Why are you worrying about this now? His inner voice spoke up.
I've never had to deal with this before!
So? Who cares about Beverly? She's a widower now. She's with child.
Shut up! I can think about whatever I bloody want to!
He sighed, "I'm going crazy." He mumbled.
Maybe I'm attracted to women in need. That's why I'm so susceptible in Tortuga. He smiled. Well then why didn't I fall for Elizabeth…like actually FALL? Because she already had a rescuer. Will was willing to break the law for her. Willing to die for her…Would I be willing to do that? Would I give up my own life for Gwen? Would've I done that for Beverly? Of course I loved Beverly…so of course I'd die for her. Right? Maybe. Pirates don't usually like giving up their lives.
That's selfish.
I know, but what can I say?
Would you die for Gwen?
I dunno…I'm not in love with Gwen…am I?
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Author Thanks:
PED-sarah: yea, it wouldn't let you prolly because I like deleted it and then changed it and then put it back up…so yea. I'm glad you like my one shot story. And William (Bill) only a few people knew him as William which including Jack…and of course his wife. So yea. I hope you liked this chapter.
Amy85: I miss you! Where are you?
AnnieBananie279- Nice! A new reviewer!!! Keep reading! I enjoy new ideas and encouragement.
The PinkPanther: Sweet? Okay! Ohh! I saw the special features for POTC! I love them! And I thought only TWO of the deleted scenes needed to be put into the movie…but I'm not Gore or Jerry. So or well.