Pearl and Jessy watched helplessly as the Sea Bearing left Tourtuga.
Pearl turned sharply. Jessy looked at her in surprise.
"What are you doin?" Jessy asked catching up to her.
"If there's one man I know that can help us," They came upon a tavern, "this one can." Pearl looked over to a corner and found her father. She walked over to him. Sparrow smiled through his bushel of hair, and hugged his daughter.
"Jessy!" Jane and Norington ran to her and gave her a hug.
"Dad!" Pearl released herself from Sparrow's grip. "They have Emma and Davy, and they left."
"Where are they going?" Jane asked releasing Jessy. Pearl shrugged, and Jessy shrugged.
Sparrow cleared his throat and spoke. "To Isle Franca."
Emma felt a sting in her shoulder and closed her eyes to a silent cry. She felt someone touch her back gently, and jumped.
"Its alright Emma." It was Davy, and Emma let out a sigh of relief. Davy looked at the cut in her shoulder. It was deep, but not as deep as his was. Maybe two centimeters deep. He touched it lightly and Emma flinched. "Sorry."
"No, its alright," Emma turned to look at him, and despite her pain she threw her arms around him. "I'm so scared."
"I know." Davy hugged her back, closing his eyes, and then released her, "everything will be fine." Emma nodded, and fell back in his arms. She felt tried and exhausted, and fell asleep. Soon Davy held on to her as the ship toss lightly in the waves. He couldn't sleep.
"Don't you two make a lovely couple?" Davy looked up at Alexa. He gently lay Emma down on the hard floor and got up to face her.
"What do you want with us?" Davy said through gritted teeth. Alexa gave a chuckle.
"If your blaming me for you're being here," Alexa's smiled left her face, "don't, because it's you, and your father's fault."
"I'm not the one that killed your mother." Davy said fiercely through the bars that held him from killing her.
"No, but you made me one."
"Jack, what is Isle Franca?" Jane asked, while Sparrow steered the ship. Norrington stood there quietly.
"Its an island." Sparrow nodded.
"Yes, I know it's an island, but why are they taking them there?" Jane asked, putting her hands on her hips.
"Because it's the island of the dead." Pearl sighed, walking up the three.
"What?" Jane looked at Pearl.
"You raise the dead there, as it were." Pearl smiled.
"But why would they want to take them there?" Jane asked.
"Because this bloke killed her mum, and she wants her back." Pearl pointed over to Sparrow, who chose to ignore the stares coming from the people around him.
"Jack, its not Alexa is it?" Jane's eyes widened. He just nodded. "Oh God."
"Well if she really hated you why didn't she take you, Sparrow?" Norrington spoke up. Sparrow opened his mouth to say something.
"She doesn't hate Jack," Jane said under her breath, "She hates Davy."
"No, she doesn't." Pearl shook her head. "Alexa loves Davy."
"In a way yes, but in the same way no." Jane shook her head, and bit her bottom lip. Everyone looked at her to continue. "I have to go see if Jessy woke up yet." Jane left them and Norrington soon fallowed his wife. Pearl and Sparrow were left. Pearl shook her head.
"What now?" Sparrow looked at her.
"If you could just stay sober, or be a better shot none of this would've happened."
"What are you doin?" Jessy asked catching up to her.
"If there's one man I know that can help us," They came upon a tavern, "this one can." Pearl looked over to a corner and found her father. She walked over to him. Sparrow smiled through his bushel of hair, and hugged his daughter.
"Jessy!" Jane and Norington ran to her and gave her a hug.
"Dad!" Pearl released herself from Sparrow's grip. "They have Emma and Davy, and they left."
"Where are they going?" Jane asked releasing Jessy. Pearl shrugged, and Jessy shrugged.
Sparrow cleared his throat and spoke. "To Isle Franca."
Emma felt a sting in her shoulder and closed her eyes to a silent cry. She felt someone touch her back gently, and jumped.
"Its alright Emma." It was Davy, and Emma let out a sigh of relief. Davy looked at the cut in her shoulder. It was deep, but not as deep as his was. Maybe two centimeters deep. He touched it lightly and Emma flinched. "Sorry."
"No, its alright," Emma turned to look at him, and despite her pain she threw her arms around him. "I'm so scared."
"I know." Davy hugged her back, closing his eyes, and then released her, "everything will be fine." Emma nodded, and fell back in his arms. She felt tried and exhausted, and fell asleep. Soon Davy held on to her as the ship toss lightly in the waves. He couldn't sleep.
"Don't you two make a lovely couple?" Davy looked up at Alexa. He gently lay Emma down on the hard floor and got up to face her.
"What do you want with us?" Davy said through gritted teeth. Alexa gave a chuckle.
"If your blaming me for you're being here," Alexa's smiled left her face, "don't, because it's you, and your father's fault."
"I'm not the one that killed your mother." Davy said fiercely through the bars that held him from killing her.
"No, but you made me one."
"Jack, what is Isle Franca?" Jane asked, while Sparrow steered the ship. Norrington stood there quietly.
"Its an island." Sparrow nodded.
"Yes, I know it's an island, but why are they taking them there?" Jane asked, putting her hands on her hips.
"Because it's the island of the dead." Pearl sighed, walking up the three.
"What?" Jane looked at Pearl.
"You raise the dead there, as it were." Pearl smiled.
"But why would they want to take them there?" Jane asked.
"Because this bloke killed her mum, and she wants her back." Pearl pointed over to Sparrow, who chose to ignore the stares coming from the people around him.
"Jack, its not Alexa is it?" Jane's eyes widened. He just nodded. "Oh God."
"Well if she really hated you why didn't she take you, Sparrow?" Norrington spoke up. Sparrow opened his mouth to say something.
"She doesn't hate Jack," Jane said under her breath, "She hates Davy."
"No, she doesn't." Pearl shook her head. "Alexa loves Davy."
"In a way yes, but in the same way no." Jane shook her head, and bit her bottom lip. Everyone looked at her to continue. "I have to go see if Jessy woke up yet." Jane left them and Norrington soon fallowed his wife. Pearl and Sparrow were left. Pearl shook her head.
"What now?" Sparrow looked at her.
"If you could just stay sober, or be a better shot none of this would've happened."