Author's Note: AHH!!! You don't realize how long I have waited to post this chapter! It had some Murtogg and Mullroy in it…the two redcoats from the dock…yea- I love those guys! They crack me up. But yea, I'm posting tonight because tmr I won't get a chance to…so here it is and I want to hear LOTS of responses!!!
"What is this?" Will asked once the two had gotten there. He was a little surprised to see Gwen so quickly but then he saw the distressed look on both their faces and pushed the thought aside.
Gwyneth had handed him the map and he opened it. He paused and then studied it once more. He didn't recognize it and he wasn't sure he was supposed to.
"Nathan gave that to me in the card for my wedding present…it's the copy to the one that he put in my jewelry box…the one that Jack burned…"
That got Will's attention, "This is the same map?"
Gwyneth nodded.
"And you just found it?"
She nodded again.
He was stunned. Why would someone make two copies of the same map? It just didn't make sense, especially a map that was wanted by soul-less pirates.
"Well what are we supposed to do?!" Elizabeth asked finally. "Won't someone come looking for it?"
"Elizabeth, we killed everyone."
"Are you sure?" Gwyneth asked, not wanting any pirates to come after her this time.
Will recognized the fear in her voice, but now that he thought about it, did he, Jack and his crew kill every single person of Antonio's crew? He remembered throwing quite a few bodies over board, but how many were they in his crew? I honestly don't know…It would be best if Jack was here or if we could get a hold of him.
"I dunno, Gwyneth, I really don't."
"Well what if they come after it?!"
"They don't know there's a copy…they would have absolutely NO way of knowing, you're safe." Will reassured her.
Before she could respond there was a knock on the shop door and in stepped in two redcoats, following them was Commodore Norrington.
"Commodore!" Elizabeth said, Will quickly hid the map, "What are you doing here?"
"I'm sorry to barge in, but I wanted to talk to you about you're father, Mrs. Turner."
"Yes? What about him?"
"There will be a new Governor coming tomorrow and I would be much obliged if you and Will could attend his coming."
"Certainly…"
"And I see that you have already gone to your old house hold and looked around…We'll be needing everything out by the time the new Governor gets here."
"Of course, no problem."
"If you need help…I will certainly be able to-"
"Thank you Commodore, I would think we will need help…" Will said.
The Commodore nodded and said, "Of course. And the ceremony for the new Governor will be at noon."
Will nodded and Norrington said, leaving, "Ms. Johnson, Mr. and Mrs. Turner,"
"Commodore," they all said.
Elizabeth immediately looked at Gwyneth, "He was looking at you!"
"What?"
"He was!"
"He was talking to you Elizabeth, he wasn't looking at me!"
Elizabeth smirked and nodded her head, "Whatever you say dear."
Gwyneth rolled her eyes. "Well there goes our plans…" Will said.
"You're right! How could we be so stupid? Of course the new Governor would get the house…seriously Will, I dunno what's in our heads anymore."
"I do…" Gwyneth answered absentmindedly, "Pirates…"
"Jack, why we be still 'ere?" Gibbs asked. They were floating in the same spot they were when they released Gwen, Will and Elizabeth. He was pacing the deck after he had gotten a drink.
"Gibbs I'm not sure I want to leave…"
"Not want t'leave? It's Port Royal! Do you remember yer friend, the Commodore?" Ana Maria said to him, she was getting impatient with just staying here in the middle of the ocean, doing nothing but watching her captain pace.
"I remember him alright and if it wasn't for him then we'd be there right now!"
"Jack, we're in the middle of nowhere. Can you just make a bloody decision?"
Jack went to the side of his ship and put his hands on the railing, he sighed, something was keeping him here, and he knew well and good what it was. He didn't want to admit it to anyone now, especially his crew.
"Fine, lift anchor and set sail for Tortuga." He gave up and started walking to his cabin, but no one moved. "You 'eard me you scallywags! Move!" Then they jumped to it. He grunted and slammed the door going into his cabin. A minute later Ana came in without knocking.
"There is such a thing as a knock luv."
"What's with you Jack?"
"What'd you mean?"
"I mean you just wasted an hour and a half pacing on yer deck. But for reasons unknown to yer crew."
"And they're gunna be unknown reasons if you keep pushin' me! I don't need any of yer blasted opinions and estimation of me life right now Ana! Get out!"
Ana raised an eyebrow but didn't move a muscle. He turned and looked at her, "Did you not hear me or do I need to repeat it?"
"I 'eard you loud an' clear, Captain."
"Then why aren't you gone?!"
"'cause you need to take yer frustration out on some other than the crew. I'm here Jack when you need to scream and holler. So go ahead, scream, yell, curse, throw a book at me. Something's botherin' you, and I don't care what, but it's not going to affect yer attitude toward the crew. I'll make sure of that."
Jack eyed her and sank into one of his chairs and rubbed his upper nose. He sighed again. He didn't need this, what he needed was to be alone. But she was right. She knew that he was going to take it out on the crew and she was standing in for them. In some ways he thought it was quite nice…
But in most ways he found it irritating and annoying. "Ana I want you out of my room now! I don't care if you have to crawl out, I want you out!" He said standing up and pointing to the door.
She stood still.
"Blast you Ana! Leave now! I don't need to you make sure my attitude is okay. I can do whatever the bloody blast I want to my crew! And you being one of my crew I have saying over you! And I'm saying that I want you to leave. Now leave before I throw you overboard with my own two hands!" He grabbed her arm and pushed her out of his cabin.
When he slammed the door and locked it, she yelled, "Jack Sparrow, I'll find out! One way or another I'll find out!" She turned around and saw half the crew looking at her, "Get to work you scabbarous dogs!"
"Beverly!" A man shouted, she raced on deck and walked to him.
"What is it?"
"It's the Pearl and Port Royal."
"Perfect. What's our status?"
"Cannon's loaded."
"Okay, when the Pearl gets into view, blow it up."
"Aye."
"Jack," Ana whispered under her breath. "Gibbs! Go and get Jack. We have a problem."
"What is it now?" He asked, coming out of his cabin.
"We've got visitors."
"Visitors?" Jack asked, walking up to the helm and grabbing the telescope from her hands, "It can't be." He whispered. He looked at Ana. She shrugged. "That can't be the same ship…the same ship we blew up…"
He walked down from the helm and told Cotton to load the cannons with what cannons they had left.
"Captain, you assume-"
"I assume anything. I don't want this ship surviving this. Load the cannons now."
Ten minutes later, El Maldición was in range and Jack noticed the silhouette of Beverly, looking quite pregnant. What the heck is she doing on board a cursed ship pregnant? He thought, but her being there didn't change his determination. Somehow six men had escaped the attack. Jack was going to make it a point that they weren't going to be this lucky next time.
"Fire!" Jack roared. But as a cannon shot from underneath deck and went straight for the ship, the ship quickly moved so the cannon completely missed it. Jack's eyes bulged as he saw no one at the helm. "This can't be happening." He said quietly. "Hold cannons!" He yelled. He heard faintly Beverly laughing.
She yelled to him, "Good luck Captain, but this ship is even smarter than you! Catch you later!" And then the ship floated past them at top speed straight towards the harbor.
"Gibbs! Get to Port Royal! Now! I don't care where you dock- just get us there, NOW."
Jack walked onto shore and saw no sign of any Spanish ship. What the heck are they doing back here? He asked. He had gone over that question in his head so many times during the night. He was never able to come up with a reasonable answer
When he had told Brenda that they were here and to stay in her cabin, she whined about seeing Gwen, but Jack ordered her to stay. "Oh okay…" she had said, pouting.
Jack walked up a deck only to be stopped by to muskets. He looked at the too red coats standing in front of him and then said, "You two look familiar."
"Why, is Mr. Smith!" the thin one said.
The fat one stared at his friend and said, "You idiot, it's Jack Sparrow!"
"Waaait a minute 'ere…Murtogg," he said pointing to the thin one and then pointed at the fat one saying, "and Mullroy!"
They smiled.
"I never did catch yer first names…"
"Morris Murtogg,"
"And Michael Mullroy,"
"M and M…hmmm…wonderful- but I have to get up to the fort," Jack said pointing upward and walking forward.
Again, he was stopped, "Why?"
"I need to talk to the Commodore?"
Murtogg eyed him, "Send yourself to the death? Has piracy really become that hard?"
Jack rolled his eyes, "Just let me through."
"Sorry, orders are to keep pirates far away from the Commodore." Mullroy told him.
Murtogg looked at him, "Is it?"
His friend sighed, "Yes. Why would the Commodore want pirates to talk to him?"
"So he could hang them."
The two paused and then looked at Jack.
Jack sneaked behind the stone wall and looked over it, he saw about a million officers, and then the Commodore. Jack strained his eyes to try to find Will and Elizabeth. Finally he found them, they were sitting in the chairs, and Will had his arm around the back of her chair. The only way Jack found Will was from his hands.
Interrupting a bunch of undead pirates is one thing but interrupting a whole naval base? That's a completely different situation. Could he do it? That was the question. He needed to be sneaky and sly. It's Captain Jack Sparrow time… he thought to himself. He would've turned around a long time ago and headed back to his ship if this wasn't so blasted important. He needed either one of the Turners or the Commodore alone. Could he do it? Why, he's Captain Jack Sparrow!
A hand gently touched Will's neck as he stood alone in the shadows watching his wife, the Commodore and Governor Robinson. He turned sharply and met the dark eyes of a pirate. "Jack?"
"Aye, Get the Commodore."
Will eyed him, "Are you feeling alright?"
"I'm feelin' fine, just go and get him."
"Okay…" Will said and politely interrupted the three. The Commodore excused himself while Elizabeth gave Will a weird look. When walking to where Will was once standing, he asked, "What is the purpose of this, Mr. Turner?"
"Well Commodore…" Will started but Jack walked out of the shadows. The Commodore was calm, not face expression. "Jack Sparrow, why come to Port Royal after avoiding it just the other day?"
"Because there's more important things in this world other than my neck."
"Indeed."
Jack rolled his eyes, "There are pirates on Port Royal…"
"I'm looking at one, what's your point?" he said in a bored tone. Jack wanted so badly just to smack him.
"Not me. Spanish, soul-less, devil-possessed, map-hunting pirates."
"Is this a joke Mr. Sparrow?"
Before Jack could respond, Will said, "They're here?" Jack looked at him, and noted his face expression. There was something Jack didn't know.
"What say you, lad?"
"Gwyneth found a copy of the map…Nathan gave it to her."
"Why did that man do such a thing! Didn't he love her?" Jack commented, getting ready to leave and look for Gwen. But Norrington caught his arm.
"It's obvious I'm out of the loop here, so I will trust you Sparrow, for this one and only time. You seem to know more about this than me or any of my men. So I will tell them not to shoot at you or arrest you, unless you are doing something…"
"Illegal?" he threw in.
"Exactly. And one more thing- I want you off this island in three days. Otherwise, I will make a date with the gallows for you."
"Aye, thanks." He said and then looked at Will, wanting him to come with him.
"Um…Tell Elizabeth I went with Jack and if she sees Gwyneth tell her to stay with her and or get the map!" After that, they were gone in a flash.
When they arrived at Gwyneth's house Jack found the visit very interesting. "Hello Mrs. Johnson, is your daughter home?" Will asked politely.
She had let the two in after some hesitation. She was still eyeing Jack. "Who is your friend, Will?" she finally asked.
"Uh… he's my distant cousin of my aunt's nephew twice removed…he's from…"
"Singapore." Jack put in for him. Will looked at him, Jack shrugged and then he looked back at the woman.
"Oh. Gwyneth is out with her brother and his family."
"Do you know where they went?"
"Out to lunch I do believe, not only a half an hour ago."
"Where?"
"That restaurant on Port Street…I think."
"Thank You. Good Day."
"Good Day."
Before they even go to the restaurant, they knew something had happened. The windows were broken, leaving glass on the cobblestone street and the Commodore was there. They stepped through the broken door. Jack noticed that the handle had been broken off. Why would someone shoot an unlocked door handle off?
There were broken dishes everywhere, knocked over tables and chairs. The linens were ripped and so were the curtains. Their shoulders seemed to slump as they looked around. The place was pretty much deserted except for a few redcoats, a woman crying over an injured boy body, who a redcoat was holding and getting the proper medical attention to. And there was a man talking to the Commodore.
He had blond hair, green eyes and was tall. He turned to look at the two new comers and said, "Will!"
Will looked, "Eddie!" His face brightened a little. He looked at Jack and motioned for him to follow. "Jack this is Gwyneth's brother and my child hood buddy, Edward Johnson."
Edward stuck out his hand and darted a look to the Commodore. "You know Gwyneth?"
"We've met…" Jack said.
"Commodore?" Edwards asked looking at him.
"It's fine. I know he's here. He seemed to know who did this…and I though he would take care of them before anything happened."
"What did happen?" Will asked. The woman who had been crying earlier came up with the boy in her arms and stood next to Edward.
"They took Gwen. They came in, destroyed everything, knocked her out and took her."
"We couldn't do anything about it…" Edward put in.
The little boy stuck his face up and looked at Will and Jack, "Are you gunna find Aunt Gweny?"
Jack noticed the nickname the boy had for her and that made him think of his own daughter. Suddenly, filling with fear he said, "Will. Brenda." And dashed out of the restaurant. He ran the whole way to where his ship was docked but met Gibbs and Ana Maria before getting there.
"What are you two doin'? I told you to stay on the ship. And under deck, preferably."
"Jack…we did…but someone didn't…" Ana Maria said, almost coming to tears. Will came up, out of breath and stood by them.
"Whos gone?" Jack asked, thinking the worse.
"Jack…it was an accident…I dunno how it even happened…how we didn't hear." Gibbs said.
"Who is gone?"
Ana paused and then said, "Brenda."
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