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Title: Crossing Blades

Summary or what's in this chapter: Gwyneth Turner finds Jack, excuse me, Captain Jack Sparrow.

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          A girl of sixteen walked along the jail cells of Port Royal. Her feet were as quiet as mice. As she looked into each cell her wavy, golden brown hair would too. Her name was Gwyneth Turner, daughter of Will Turner and Elizabeth Swann. She wore a plain and simple dress; the top of it went around her shoulders, and the skirt went over her shins but not down to her ankles. She occasionally went through the cells and visit people, mostly pirates, who were to be hanged. She really didn't think anyone deserved a hanging, thief or pirate. There were no prisoners (that she could see) that she hadn't visited yet. As she walked down the she looked into the last cell expecting it to be empty, but gasped when she saw it was occupied.

          The person wore a captain's hat shielding eyes that were looking at the floor. He wore simple clothing that was mostly black and other dark colors. He sat on the floor, his index finger tracing the cracks on the floor.

          "Hello?" she asked quietly, he didn't seem to hear. "Hello?" she said a little louder. He tilted his head up to her face. Gwyneth could see the coal lining his eyes. "Yes?" he asked, his voice clear.

          "My name is Gwyneth, and yours is?" There was suddenly a smile playing his lips and his eyes were now dancing.

          "It's Jack, and may I be blunt?"

          "Certainly," she said now smiling as well.

     "What are you doing walking around a jail?"

          "Visiting people," she said like it was the most obvious thing.

          "Why do you do that?" he asked eyes wide.

          "My father said I might run into a person like you!"

          "Who is your father?"

     "His name is William Turner," she said, Jack jumped at his name.

          "Will Turner?"

     "Yes, you know him?"

"Yes, where is he? I need to speak with him."

          "I'm afraid he is not in Port Royal, or he hasn't been recently," she said, "Same goes with my mother, Elizabeth."

          "You know that new ship being harbored, the Black Pearl?" he asked.

          "Oh! You mean the Black Pearl that set off this morning, right?" she asked. Gloom set over his face. "Was that your ship?"

          "Yes," was all he said.

          "So you are a pirate!" she exclaimed, "What's your full name?"

          "Captain Jack Sparrow." He held a hand out through the bars, she grasped it tightly, his hand was warm and callused.

          "You're not like most pirates I've met, they're normally mean and ignorant."

          "Well I'm not most pirates."

"I know. When I was a small child I only wanted to hear about the infamous Captain Sparrow." She put her arms on her waist and felt a pistol in her dress she had put in hours ago, and then she felt two bottles and pulled them out.

          "Do you drink?" she asked.

          "You're asking a pirate if he drinks?" he snorted.

   "Okay, if you don't want them~" she was cut off.

          "Are you joking? Of course I want them!" She handed over a bottle. He drank and suddenly spit it out.

          "What is this?!" he yelled.

"Water. I asked if you drank, that doesn't always mean rum."

          "Yeah, thanks for nothing! Will you get me out of here?"

          "I may be young, but I'm not stupid," she said.

     "Oh, sorry, didn't realize that detail."

 "Hardy, har, har! Very funny."

          "So will you?" he asked again.

     "I don't really trust you, not yet," she wasn't used to this  kind of person.

          "Oh come on, Gwyneth! If you don't get me out now, tomorrow I'll be dead!" he exclaimed, "I promise not to harm you in any way if you get me out of here," he took off his hat and putting it on his chest. He wore a red bandana.

          "Oh? Is that so?"

          "I can't lie to a pretty lady," he said.

     "Fine. But I don't know how to get you out." Jack broke out into a smile remembering when Will helped him escape.

          "Okay, go over there and get something like a bench." She obeyed. "Now put one side of the legs at the bottom of the bars." Again she obeyed. "Then push up, there's a good girl." She pushed hard. BANG! The door popped free.

          "Come on, someone will have heard that," she said leading a now free Jack to the door that lead to a "secret passage" that brought you to the Blacksmith Shop. Jack looked around and picked up a sword.

          "Are you any good?" he asked her.

     "A little," she said while picking up her favorite sword and did a butterfly sweep. She was about to do another but Jack blocked it. He struck and Gwyneth blocked. He struck again and she block furiously. "I thought you said you weren't going to hurt me!" she yelled over the clinging of the swords. "

          "So far I'm not!" he replied. That's when Gwyneth decided to strike hard and fast. With one swift movement she had Jack disarmed and pinned against the wall.

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