A/N: Some body please slap Abby for me! BTW...I don't own PoTC, Disney does.

Jack looked at me, and I could see the hurt in his eyes. He turned from me, and focused on something else. "You think your better than me, don't you?"

Abigail was taken aback by his words. "That's beside the point Jack. I-" Jack rounded on me so fast, with such anger in his eyes that I was scared of him for the first time.

"That is the point, Miss Bartholomew! You just can't handle giving up what you have found! All of your lace and silver. Never mind that you said you loved me just days ago!"

Jack saw that I was trembling, tears falling from my eyes. "Jack, please. Don't make this any harder for me that it already is." Jack started to laugh, as if mocking my words. "Hard? You don't know the meaning of it. You stand in front of me, talking about how terrible things went for you! At least you knew your father! At least you had a family! So what if they forgot about you? They were there, mine weren't!" Jack shook with anger, but I saw something else that night, I got a glimpse of Jack that he showed to few. Jack never had a childhood. It was piracy from almost day one.

I faced Jack, and before he could hit me, or yell again, I out my arms around him. I held him like I might have held Tara when she was little and scared during a storm. Once I stepped back, Jack moved to wipe a tear from my eye, but I stepped away from him. "I'm getting married Jack. I swear I won't let anyone do anything to your name when you leave. I could never love Ralf the way I...I can't say that I love you Jack. I just can't."

Jack's chest rose and fell, his heart hadn't caught up with his breathing. Beads of sweat were appearing on his forehead. Jack started to pace back and forth. Mumbling thought to himself. After a few minutes he finally stopped, and was about to say something, but the door in the outer chamber opened, and Abby heard Tara calling her name. Jack closed and locked the door, putting all his weight on it. "You said pirates don't love, well then, I'm not a pirate. There's an old story, called the pirate's curse. It says, that if two pirates love each other, and admit it to the world, they'll breathe their last breath in doing so. Because of that, hundreds of pirates have just lived their lives without admitting they loved each other. If this curse is true, and considering your mother and father, I doubt it, then I'd be willing to die."

I heard Tara's voice call out to someone, and then Richard was at the door, pounding on it, trying to brake it down. "Abigail! You come out of there at once!" Jack pulled out his pistol, ready to fight. But I drew his attention away by ripping off my wedding dress. The banging on the door stopped, and soon, I was standing, my secret layer of clothing seeable. I had put on breeches, and a simple, loose shirt under all of the skirts. Jack grinned, and pulled me into his arms. He was about to kiss me, but I put a knife to his side. Jack dropped his arms, and stepped back.

"If I went with you, then they would never stop hunting us. This is something that I have to do on my own." With the knife still in my hand, and gently pecked Jack on the cheek, and went to the window. I climbed out, and down the tree. I ran down the path to the water, and Jezebel was there, waiting with a boat. She was also dressed in sailor's clothes. Jezebel started rowing at once, and as we pulled out to the small skip where Janet and her other children were waiting, I looked back up at the window. Jack was still standing there, looking out at us. I waved ever so slightly, and started rowing, with Jack's ring on my finger.