DISCLAIMER: THE CHARACTERS DO NOT BELONG TO ME. SAM, RAVEN AND BILL DO. NO MONEY IS BEING MADE OFF THIS STORY.

Annamaria stared wide-eyed at Jack and slowly began to step backwards. "Annamaria it's not as bad as yourself may think." Jack turned back at her and noticed her shock. "We used to sail on a ship together. Our ship went under attack one night by Captain Sparks. With an island in the horizon we all got into a little boat. Because of me hurry his wife and child didn't get out before the ship blew."

Annamaria pushed to talk but then heard a staggering breath escape from Will. "We need to get him to a doctor. I know one in Port Royale. He's a dear friend of mine. We can get there without being seen. Port Royale is only a day's sail away." Jack looked at Annamaria and nodded. "To Port Royale then." As Jack finished his sentence Will staggered to his feet. "Sam." he whispered before he collapsed back down. "If my daughter's still alive. She can make it one her own."

~*~

Sam woke up again hoping that all of this was a nightmare. But it wasn't. She was still on this bloody island alone. Slowly she stood up and looked around. She was gonna die here and she knew it. Sam stumbled a ways further and that's when she saw it. A ship. "Oh you've got to be bloody kidding me."

~*~

"I always have to row the bloody boat." Annamaria held tightly onto Will as Jack made their way to port. Will took his breaths sharply and it scared Annamaria every time. "Alright were bloody here." Jack and Annamaria hoisted Will over each one of their shoulders. "Your lucky mate. You're lucky that you're hurt because I would have bloody killed you already. You thinks I did not hear what me brother said?" Annamaria nudged him sharply. "Damn you woman!"

"Billy! Open up! Please it's Annamaria!" A simple looking man opened the door and smiled when he saw Annamaria. "I need your help Bill." When he saw Will he hurried them all inside. "Stay here. I'll take him inside but this may take awhile." Annamaria and Jack watched as Will was taken into his room.

~*~

"Thanks mate!" Sam shouted to the man who had sailed her to this bloody island. Port Royale. She never thought she'd have to be back here again. What was she going to do now? She knew that Port Royale was no place for a pirate to be. If she was going to be here she'd better hope that she didn't look like a pirate.

Sam had remembered a place where a kind old woman owned a shop. She was open to even pirates. As Sam entered the shop the old woman looked shocked. "Why you poor thing. What happened to you?" Sam stumbled over her words. "I was thrown overboard by a pirate."

The old woman came quickly to her side. "Well I know old fogey Norrington hates pirates. Let's get you fixed up so you can look for your father safely." Sam looked at her oddly. "Yes I know your father. I knew you when you were a little girl. You sure have grown." Sam smiled strangely and followed this woman.

Sam emerged from the shop an hour later looking like any other respectable lady in Port Royale. She hated it. "Bloody corsets. How do women wear these?" As Sam walked slowly down the street she thought of what the old woman had said. Was her father really in Port Royale? And if he was, what was he doing here? She knew he would never set foot here. But then again her father was no genius.

"Miss? Excuse me miss?" Sam turned to face Commodore Norrington. "How can I help you mate? I mean sir." A smug expression came over his face that Sam did not like. "Sam Sparrow. Did you honestly think that old woman could help you? I believe you're a wanted fugitive. Men! Take her away!"

"Let me go!" Sam shouted as the Commodore's men threw her in a cell. "You Sam Sparrow." Sam looked ahead at Norrington. "You shall be hanging from the gallows. Tomorrow."