Emma's eyes flew open. She looked around the room panicking. Was that a
dream? It was so real! No one was in the room with her. She slowly got up.
"Rise and shine." Davy smiled walking into the room and sitting on the chair that was on the side of her bed. "Thought you were just going to sleep the rest of the way."
"Where are we?" Emma asked looking at the floor. Even though she had seen this boy for over a week she still blushed at the sight of him.
"About a day to Tourtuga." Davy shrugged.
"A day?" Emma asked confused.
"You've been sleeping a long time." Davy lifted her chin. "You had us scared, you wouldn't stop shaking."
"Shaking?" Emma looked into his blue eyes. She blushed, but didn't move her head from his hand. She had seen him in her dream or whatever it was.
"Will sat here, for the longest time, your brother came to check on you once in a while." Davy's hand went to her cheek.
"Where were you?" Emma smiled. The dream still fresh in her mind, it wasn't a happy dream at all.
"Right there." Davy pointed to a stool in the corner. Emma looked deeper into in his Caribbean blue eyes. She had to look away, her dream too fresh now. It all flowed back to her. Davy looked down. "I have to go tell your father your up." He walked out. Emma sighed, that could've been the only chance she would see Davy again. She had to know where the place and who killed him, maybe she could stop him from dying. Emma hoped that dream wasn't real. She hoped it was only a dream.
"Land!" Jack called from the crow's nest.
"Tourtuga!" Emma whispered as she smiled to herself. Will came over to his daughter.
"Stay on the ship." Will whispered to her. Emma scowled, but Will just shrugged.
"Why?" Emma asked looking back at the island.
"Trust me, stay on the ship." Will looked at the island. It seemed harmless from a distance, but soon you would go up to it and that would change. The streets were wild with whores and pirates. Will knew he didn't want Emma to get sucked in to Tourtuga.
"No one is going to be on the ship." Emma protested. Will thought for a minute he opened his mouth to say something, but she interrupted. "I know that you'll be in Tourtuga. Please, can I go?" Will sighed deeply, and then nodded. Emma gave a squeal and leapt into her father's arms. "Thank you, daddy!" She gave him a kiss on the cheek and went below to the cabins. Davy watched Emma disappear to the cabin. He envied Will. He got to look at her every day. The other day below the cabin he was so close to kissing her. She turned away, was it because she didn't like him? No, it must've been that boy, James. Davy sighed and prepared the ship for landing.
Katherine laid her head against the wall. Her mother a pirate, it couldn't be true. Her father despised pirates, and would never marry one. Unless he didn't marry her. What was she thinking? Of course her mother wasn't a pirate she died when she was born. She felt someone looking at her and Katherine's eyes opened. A pirate in the next cell over was looking at her. Katherine heard her name once, Ana- Maria, the one who told her the lie.
"Your mum was a good pirate." Ana-Maria sighed.
"My mother died giving birth to me." Katherine narrowed her eyes.
"Think whatever you want, but your mum isn't dead, nor is she a noble women." Ana-Maria shrugged and closed her eyes.
"My father hates pirates." Katherine whispered fiercely.
"Not this one." Ana-Maria's eyes still closed.
"Ana-Maria," Katherine began, "if my mother was still alive and a pirate where would she be?"
"Tourtuga." Ana-Maria smiled.
"Will," Sparrow slurred holding his mug of rum shakily, "you know your father was a good man."
"Yes, Jack." Will nodded, looking at Emma, who was over in the corner with his son, and Davy. Will sighed, Sparrow had more than his share of drinks. He was going to take a sip of his rum, but Sparrow took it. Norrington was sitting by Will watching in amazement that someone could drink that many mugs of rum. He counted them up, twenty-four. The three men looked at each other.
"What?" Sparrow asked.
"Jack," Will began slowly, this question had been haunting him from day one, "where is your daughter?" Sparrows stopped swaying, as if he had been acting the whole time, and looked at Will, then the Commodore, and then back at Will.
"On the Pearl." Sparrow sighed deeply, and cleared his throat. "Poor girl been stuck on the ship with me crew, and your wife and your daughter."
"James?" A voice said behind them. Norrington turned.
"Jane?" Norrington looked at the woman, who was dressed in blue. Her hair pinned up and she had make up on.
"Jane!" Sparrow shouted to great her. "Lovely to see you, you know we really need a crew and..." His voice trailed off, "Still hung up on him love?" Jane looked at Sparrow and slapped him. She turned to head to Norrington.
"So you came here." Norrington sighed.
"Had no where else to go," Jane shrugged, "I was waiting for Sparrow here to bring in the Black Pearl so I could work on that ship. No other pirate ship would satisfy me." Jane smiled.
"You left Katherine and James." Norrington looked down to her stomach.
"I knew they were in good hands." Jane touched his face, and then she noticed where he was looking, and she smiled, her teeth showing. "She's wonderful, though she does wonder about her daddy."
"So it was a girl." Norrington sighed, and he got up. "I should be going back to the ship, make sure no one captured it." He left, and Jane sat down.
"Well, if it isn't old bootstrap's kid." Jane laughed, "How's Elizabeth and your kids doing?"
"We need us a crew." Sparrow broke in.
"A crew?" Jane looked at Sparrow. "Thought you had the Black Pearl and the crew was all set."
"The Pearl's gone." Sparrow sighed, "So is the crew, but Davy."
"Jack, no, not..." Jane gasped, even though she was a pirate she had picked up a few noble traits.
"They're all on the Pearl," Sparrow sighed, "None of them hurt, but Elizabeth and Katherine are on it." Jane perked up at the sound of her daughter's name.
"Where's James?" Jane asked causally, but the fear in her started to rise.
"Your husband or kid?" Sparrow asked. Jane gave him a look. "The kid's in Port Royal watching over the town while they're away." Sparrow nodded towards Will.
"Alright Jack," Jane sighed, "I'll find a crew tonight, and bring them along in the morning." They shook and Jane went off. Sparrow watched her go.
"Can we go back to the ship?" Emma asked sneaking up behind her father. Davy was behind her, and Jack sat down in Norrington's seat. Will nodded, and grabbed his daughter's hand to pull her down for a kiss on the cheek. Emma's head began to swirl and her knees collapsed. Will caught her in time, and carried her back to the ship. Davy followed behind them, and Jack helped Sparrow up from his seat and walked him to the ship. Emma began to shake, and her body temperature went up. Will got back on the ship and laid his daughter on the bed. He looked at the ring, menacingly. If the prophecy were true, Emma would never be normal again.
Emma woke the next morning. Her dream fresh in her mind, it hadn't been bad as Davy's, it was good. She saw her father with her mother on this ship. They were together, holding hands. They looked out to sea and kissed, and little child came running up to them. Will picked it up and she saw herself, they walked over to her and gave her the child. It was a nice family scene, and Emma enjoyed it a lot. She wondered if the child was hers. She sat up in her bed, and her father came in.
"Emma who gave you that ring?" Will asked.
"Good morning to you too." Emma yawned. She knew this part was going to lead to hundreds of questions that she didn't want to answer.
"Who gave you the ring?" Will asked again. Emma's head went down, and she sighed. What could she say?
"I don't know." Emma whispered.
"How did you get it?" Will asked, his tone a little rough.
"I found it." Emma looked up at her father.
"Where?" Will's eyes narrowed.
"On my balcony." Emma shrugged.
"Have you tried taking it off?" He looked at the ring.
"No, the note said..." Emma bit her lip she didn't plan on telling her father about the note.
"Note?" He tilted his head. "What note?"
"Never mind." Emma shrugged it off and got up. She started for the door, but Will stepped in her way.
"Emma, tell me what note." Will looked down at his daughter. Emma pushed her lips together and sighed.
"The note that came with the ring," Emma knew she wasn't done, but she moved towards the door again, but her father was quick and step in her way again, "it said that I should begin to seek what I wish, but I have to keep this with me always." She pulled the note from her dress and handed it her father.
"You may go." He stepped aside and began to read the note, "Begin to seek what you want, but keep this with you always." Will turned it over. There was more, than what Emma had said. "Don't take it off, it could be deadly. It is now your life, you can't chose your life, but your can change it." Will looked at the bottom for the signature, it was signed. "Bootstrap Bill."
"Rise and shine." Davy smiled walking into the room and sitting on the chair that was on the side of her bed. "Thought you were just going to sleep the rest of the way."
"Where are we?" Emma asked looking at the floor. Even though she had seen this boy for over a week she still blushed at the sight of him.
"About a day to Tourtuga." Davy shrugged.
"A day?" Emma asked confused.
"You've been sleeping a long time." Davy lifted her chin. "You had us scared, you wouldn't stop shaking."
"Shaking?" Emma looked into his blue eyes. She blushed, but didn't move her head from his hand. She had seen him in her dream or whatever it was.
"Will sat here, for the longest time, your brother came to check on you once in a while." Davy's hand went to her cheek.
"Where were you?" Emma smiled. The dream still fresh in her mind, it wasn't a happy dream at all.
"Right there." Davy pointed to a stool in the corner. Emma looked deeper into in his Caribbean blue eyes. She had to look away, her dream too fresh now. It all flowed back to her. Davy looked down. "I have to go tell your father your up." He walked out. Emma sighed, that could've been the only chance she would see Davy again. She had to know where the place and who killed him, maybe she could stop him from dying. Emma hoped that dream wasn't real. She hoped it was only a dream.
"Land!" Jack called from the crow's nest.
"Tourtuga!" Emma whispered as she smiled to herself. Will came over to his daughter.
"Stay on the ship." Will whispered to her. Emma scowled, but Will just shrugged.
"Why?" Emma asked looking back at the island.
"Trust me, stay on the ship." Will looked at the island. It seemed harmless from a distance, but soon you would go up to it and that would change. The streets were wild with whores and pirates. Will knew he didn't want Emma to get sucked in to Tourtuga.
"No one is going to be on the ship." Emma protested. Will thought for a minute he opened his mouth to say something, but she interrupted. "I know that you'll be in Tourtuga. Please, can I go?" Will sighed deeply, and then nodded. Emma gave a squeal and leapt into her father's arms. "Thank you, daddy!" She gave him a kiss on the cheek and went below to the cabins. Davy watched Emma disappear to the cabin. He envied Will. He got to look at her every day. The other day below the cabin he was so close to kissing her. She turned away, was it because she didn't like him? No, it must've been that boy, James. Davy sighed and prepared the ship for landing.
Katherine laid her head against the wall. Her mother a pirate, it couldn't be true. Her father despised pirates, and would never marry one. Unless he didn't marry her. What was she thinking? Of course her mother wasn't a pirate she died when she was born. She felt someone looking at her and Katherine's eyes opened. A pirate in the next cell over was looking at her. Katherine heard her name once, Ana- Maria, the one who told her the lie.
"Your mum was a good pirate." Ana-Maria sighed.
"My mother died giving birth to me." Katherine narrowed her eyes.
"Think whatever you want, but your mum isn't dead, nor is she a noble women." Ana-Maria shrugged and closed her eyes.
"My father hates pirates." Katherine whispered fiercely.
"Not this one." Ana-Maria's eyes still closed.
"Ana-Maria," Katherine began, "if my mother was still alive and a pirate where would she be?"
"Tourtuga." Ana-Maria smiled.
"Will," Sparrow slurred holding his mug of rum shakily, "you know your father was a good man."
"Yes, Jack." Will nodded, looking at Emma, who was over in the corner with his son, and Davy. Will sighed, Sparrow had more than his share of drinks. He was going to take a sip of his rum, but Sparrow took it. Norrington was sitting by Will watching in amazement that someone could drink that many mugs of rum. He counted them up, twenty-four. The three men looked at each other.
"What?" Sparrow asked.
"Jack," Will began slowly, this question had been haunting him from day one, "where is your daughter?" Sparrows stopped swaying, as if he had been acting the whole time, and looked at Will, then the Commodore, and then back at Will.
"On the Pearl." Sparrow sighed deeply, and cleared his throat. "Poor girl been stuck on the ship with me crew, and your wife and your daughter."
"James?" A voice said behind them. Norrington turned.
"Jane?" Norrington looked at the woman, who was dressed in blue. Her hair pinned up and she had make up on.
"Jane!" Sparrow shouted to great her. "Lovely to see you, you know we really need a crew and..." His voice trailed off, "Still hung up on him love?" Jane looked at Sparrow and slapped him. She turned to head to Norrington.
"So you came here." Norrington sighed.
"Had no where else to go," Jane shrugged, "I was waiting for Sparrow here to bring in the Black Pearl so I could work on that ship. No other pirate ship would satisfy me." Jane smiled.
"You left Katherine and James." Norrington looked down to her stomach.
"I knew they were in good hands." Jane touched his face, and then she noticed where he was looking, and she smiled, her teeth showing. "She's wonderful, though she does wonder about her daddy."
"So it was a girl." Norrington sighed, and he got up. "I should be going back to the ship, make sure no one captured it." He left, and Jane sat down.
"Well, if it isn't old bootstrap's kid." Jane laughed, "How's Elizabeth and your kids doing?"
"We need us a crew." Sparrow broke in.
"A crew?" Jane looked at Sparrow. "Thought you had the Black Pearl and the crew was all set."
"The Pearl's gone." Sparrow sighed, "So is the crew, but Davy."
"Jack, no, not..." Jane gasped, even though she was a pirate she had picked up a few noble traits.
"They're all on the Pearl," Sparrow sighed, "None of them hurt, but Elizabeth and Katherine are on it." Jane perked up at the sound of her daughter's name.
"Where's James?" Jane asked causally, but the fear in her started to rise.
"Your husband or kid?" Sparrow asked. Jane gave him a look. "The kid's in Port Royal watching over the town while they're away." Sparrow nodded towards Will.
"Alright Jack," Jane sighed, "I'll find a crew tonight, and bring them along in the morning." They shook and Jane went off. Sparrow watched her go.
"Can we go back to the ship?" Emma asked sneaking up behind her father. Davy was behind her, and Jack sat down in Norrington's seat. Will nodded, and grabbed his daughter's hand to pull her down for a kiss on the cheek. Emma's head began to swirl and her knees collapsed. Will caught her in time, and carried her back to the ship. Davy followed behind them, and Jack helped Sparrow up from his seat and walked him to the ship. Emma began to shake, and her body temperature went up. Will got back on the ship and laid his daughter on the bed. He looked at the ring, menacingly. If the prophecy were true, Emma would never be normal again.
Emma woke the next morning. Her dream fresh in her mind, it hadn't been bad as Davy's, it was good. She saw her father with her mother on this ship. They were together, holding hands. They looked out to sea and kissed, and little child came running up to them. Will picked it up and she saw herself, they walked over to her and gave her the child. It was a nice family scene, and Emma enjoyed it a lot. She wondered if the child was hers. She sat up in her bed, and her father came in.
"Emma who gave you that ring?" Will asked.
"Good morning to you too." Emma yawned. She knew this part was going to lead to hundreds of questions that she didn't want to answer.
"Who gave you the ring?" Will asked again. Emma's head went down, and she sighed. What could she say?
"I don't know." Emma whispered.
"How did you get it?" Will asked, his tone a little rough.
"I found it." Emma looked up at her father.
"Where?" Will's eyes narrowed.
"On my balcony." Emma shrugged.
"Have you tried taking it off?" He looked at the ring.
"No, the note said..." Emma bit her lip she didn't plan on telling her father about the note.
"Note?" He tilted his head. "What note?"
"Never mind." Emma shrugged it off and got up. She started for the door, but Will stepped in her way.
"Emma, tell me what note." Will looked down at his daughter. Emma pushed her lips together and sighed.
"The note that came with the ring," Emma knew she wasn't done, but she moved towards the door again, but her father was quick and step in her way again, "it said that I should begin to seek what I wish, but I have to keep this with me always." She pulled the note from her dress and handed it her father.
"You may go." He stepped aside and began to read the note, "Begin to seek what you want, but keep this with you always." Will turned it over. There was more, than what Emma had said. "Don't take it off, it could be deadly. It is now your life, you can't chose your life, but your can change it." Will looked at the bottom for the signature, it was signed. "Bootstrap Bill."