A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed! Jill Valentine creates Rosalina, and I do not own it.
The waves smacked on the edge of the ship, and AnaMaria was not inclined to answer to anyone. She knew Jack up above was thinking about his own daughter, and he was so absorbed in Ava and AnaMaria that he completely lost track of where he wanted to go.
"AnaMaria?" he called down.
"What? I'm getting ready to go back to Tortuga", she said and appeared from her room.
He nodded, he knew she had plans to return to Tortuga, but Jack wasn't stopping there. He was adventuring to the great and wonderful Rosalina, for a bit of rest and relaxation, for everyone.
He appeared moments later. She couldn't help but smile, as he leapt from the wheel to her rooms.
"We're goin' to Rosalina. I've got some business 'ere", he said.
She nodded.
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Ava kneeled on the carriage seat as to get the best possible view. She watched the Port Royal scenery by her; she would be in England by next month, at least.
"Ava, m'lady, please, take your feet off the seat." Jacqueline said to her. Jacqueline was Ava's maid.
Ava put her feet on the floor of the carriage and crossed her ankles. Elizabeth held the younger William Turner. The stopped for a brief moment, and Will got into the carriage.
Ava had never been to Will's workshop, and she had only heard stories sitting on her father's knee.
The carriage master led them to the harbor, where the Dauntless would carry the pirate princess to England where being a pirate would be forced out of her head.
The carriage stopped, and the young buccaneer was let out of it.
"She's beautiful, isn't she?"
She nodded, "I just hope that I'll run into my parents."
The second carriage that followed let the four maids and Miss Ava's escort.
Will went aboard the Dauntless to discuss with the Commodore.
Elizabeth took off her locket, the one that AnaMaria had given her to give to Ava when the timing was right.
"Ava, your mother gave me her locket two years ago, when I was in birth with William. I'm going to give it you, and the letters that Jack had Will and I wrote, the ones that talk about how things were before you were born."
She gave Ava the locket and kissed her. Ava kissed the younger Will Turner, and called him Billy from that moment on. She got on board, escorted by her escort, and Will met her at the top.
"All of your new things are here. Your mother paid for everything, so you should thank her. If you happen to run into your father, wear the red hat that's in one of the hatboxes. I even put some pirate clothes in your things. Elizabeth warned me against it, but you may need it."
He kissed her head, and she hugged him. Ava loved Will, because he was so nice and such a gentleman. Perhaps she would settle down with someone like Will.
She took off the deck. Being that she was one woman who adored ships and learned how to care for them and prized them over the men she courted. Commodore Gillette had been assigned to taking Ava to England, and protecting her from Jack Sparrow and AnaMaria Townsend.
"Miss, the deck is no place for a lady. You should be below deck." Gillette watched her cross the deck and take the starboard of the ship.
"Commodore, I am a young woman who grew up in Tortuga. The deck of the Dauntless is like Port Royal, gentile and undisturbed. You are dealing with the wrong woman." She gave him a coy smile, and turned to see the end of Port Royal. But this would not be the last time Will and Elizabeth would be to the eyes of Miss Sparrow.
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AnaMaria and Jack were eating below deck when Gibbs appeared in their dining hall.
"My lady, Jack. The Dauntless is coming up on our starboard waters."
Jack gave AnaMaria a glance, they were on their way to England, and Rosalina was three days away.
"Let them run their course." Jack took AnaMaria's hand underneath the table. She grasped it and then let go.
Gibbs returned to his rooms.
"So tell me why we're goin' to Rosalina, and then Isla de Corrientes Oscuras (Island of Dark Streams)." She crossed her legs and raised her eyebrow at Jack.
"Because we're goin' after the treasure
of the first feared pirate of the Spanish Main. Me own father, or so I was
told. Ol'Man Turtledove, born in London, died under the hand of Barbossa." Jack
opened a tattered map. It looked like it had been carried with him all of his
life.
"He's been keeping it in the Isla
de Corrientes Oscuras since I was a lad. Me mum told me that he'd kill me
before I touched it. If I get this ill-gotten gain, we'll be able to retire in
Rosalina."
"Me own pap, you know, was your pap's worst adversary, and he had many a tries at the treasure." AnaMaria slapped down her map of the Isla de Corrientes Oscuras.
He agreed. AnaMaria was an indispensable woman. Many of her former lovers or courtiers could not under stand the brilliance and the pirating skills of the young woman. Jack was the only one who could, and he had planned to settle down with her and Ava and perhaps have a Jack Sparrow Jr.
He smiled coolly at her, reassuring all of her knowledge. He leaned back in his chair and put his feet on the table. She left Jack the way he was and went back to her quarters.
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Ava was getting her corset done for the very first time when the Black Pearl was coming up on their port side. She raced to an open window, and hoped to see a sight of her parents. When she peered out over the darkened ship, and the candlelight, she could not see them, but her father's dining quarters were lit still.
She turned to her undertiewoman and kept getting her corset laced. She took a deep breath as it closed around her lungs. How did Elizabeth survive this? Ava thought as she was put in a peach colored dress with underskirts. Surly her mother did not ever go through the pain of a laced corset, but she had experienced childbirth, and Ava decided that nothing could outlast childbirth, not even getting torn apart by sharks.
Her undertiewoman whispered to her bathing maid, "35 centimeters, not since Miss Elizabeth has then been done."
Ava looked at herself in the mirror.
"Oh, me pap would be going crazy now." Ava did not believe the curves and the chest that she had conceived over the last year. She had been so preoccupied with traveling along with her father; the body parts seemed to fade into everything else.
She knew her mother had a coveted figure and beautiful face and smile, when she wanted to show it. Her father was an attractive pirate, not to mention the tales of Jack Sparrow checking out a room at eleven and not leaving for three days. Before Ava, Jack Sparrow was notorious for doing just that, and wasting valuable money on prostitutes.
She at the window on the sill and thought about her mother and father. She was now beyond missing them. And the only remains of them she had were a lock of her father's hair and her mother's hair, and her mother's locket.
She leaned back and smiled at the stars. The stars seemed to smile back.
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A/N: Woo! I'm done here until two weeks, which you will hear more about how AnaMaria and Jack retire and Ava's adventures to England. Of course, there is still more, and you will have to stay tuned…and Jack says hello. No, not Jack Sparrow, Jack the Monkey!
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