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The Black Pearl had docked by noon the next day.  The crew knew where they were to sail to and Anamaria and Gibbs took turns at the helm to get there.  Normally, the crew never sailed without Jack's specific order to do so, but Anamaria made it very clear that this was what they were to do.

The crew left the ship and went into the town of Lyon.  It wasn't long before Anamaria returned to the ship, her face moist with perspiration and covered in the unmistakable look of worry.  She paced the deck trying to figure out who to tell Jack what she'd learned on her brief trip into town.

Anamaria didn't want to go inside Jack's cabin.  She heard the sounds of he and Cordelia's coupling in the early hours of the morning and knew that Jack was finally happy…she didn't want to be the one bearing the news to make that happiness fade, but she had to.

Gently, she knocked on the door, but Jack and Cordelia didn't hear her.  Sighing, she opened the door and walked inside.  "Cap'n," she said, softly.  "Jack."  Her voice grew louder.  "Jack!"

"Monkey!" Jack yelled, waking both he and Cordelia from their comfortable sleep.

Under any other circumstance, Anamaria would have laughed, but this was not the time.  "Jack, we've got company – the unpleasant kind."

"How unpleasant?" Jack asked, yawning.

"Barbossa."

Cordelia didn't give Jack a chance to respond before she said, "Barbossa?  But you killed him."

Jack's eyes looked dead for a moment.  "Yeah…but I din' kill 'is son."

Cordelia's eyes widened.  "Son?  Barbossa had a son?"

"'E raped enough women after takin' me Pearl t' have a few dozen runts.  Darlin', as much as I don' wanna leave this cabin, we 'ave no choice."

"I know," Cordelia said, her voice anxious.

"Hey, none o' tha', love…I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, remember?"

Cordelia smiled and kissed him.  "How could I forget?"

A thought then donned on Jack.  "Uh, Ana?"

"Yeah?" Anamaria said, knowing what he was going to ask.

"Jus' how did ye come upon this information?"

"We're docked in Lyon, Jack.  Gibbs an' me steered the ship.  We knew we were comin' here an' I thought ye'd want t'…stay in yer cabin a while.  I went into town an' saw some o' Barbossa's crew, 'eard 'em talkin'.  I don' know where Barbossa is, but 'e's 'ere somewhere."

Jack's face was solemn.  "An' ye came here right away?"

"Aye, Cap'n."

"Thank you.  I'll be out as soon as I'm dressed."  Anamaria nodded and left the cabin.  Jack reluctantly crawled out of bed and got dressed.  He smiled when he saw his clothes.  "I'm guessin' I didn' undress all by me onesies last night, eh, love?"

Cordelia smiled despite the looming situation.  "No.  You could say I had a hand in it."

After Jack was dressed he sat on the bed next to Cordelia, who had yet to move.  Brushing her hair away from her face, he smiled and said, "Everythin's gonna be fine, love.  Don' worry…I jus' wish it woulda happened later in the day – we have quite a bit t' talk about."

"It…it can wait, Jack," Cordelia said softly.

"Some can, some can't.  I meant wha' I said last night – I love ye, Cordelia."  He softly kissed her lips.

"I love you too," she smiled.

"Get dressed, then we'll figure out where t' hide ye until…"

"Hide me?" Cordelia interrupted.  "Jack, if there's any confrontation, I'm fighting with you, you know I can handle it."

Jack swallowed.  "Tha' ye can, love…Jus'…jus' stay in me line o' sight should somethin' happen, savvy?"

"Aye, Jack."