Chapter 5: Alone
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Elizabeth sat out in the courtyard, the sun shining on her back, her head lowered. She was tired of crying, and felt guilty for being so. Her heart had completely shattered.
"Elizabeth," Andrea whispered, as she walked out and sat down next to her.
Elizabeth looked up.
"A maid just told me. I am so sorry."
"I don't know what to do," Elizabeth whispered. "He's my whole world… my everything. He just cannot be dead, Andrea."
"Honey,"
"No!" Elizabeth cried. "I'd know if he were dead! I'd feel it… I'd know in my soul."
"Then why are you crying?"
"I don't know," Elizabeth said. She turned to Andrea. "You know, if you wanted to stop being Norrington's "friend", I could help you."
Andrea sighed. "You've helped tremendously already. Telling Norrington Kimberly's your cousin…"
"I'm happy to help. Let me help. It would take my mind off Will,"
"The only one that could help is Kimberly's father, and he's not here. We came here from Tortuga because he was spotted here a few month's back."
"I'm the governor's daughter. I could get you a house…"
"But who would…" Andrea trailed off. "I just have to find her father."
"What's his name?"
"Oh, he travels."
"I may have heard of him."
Andrea looked around to make sure no one was in ear shot. "Have you heard of a pirate by the name of Jack Sparrow?"
Elizabeth's eyes bugged. "Jack…" Then it hit her like a ton of bricks. Jack was a father. The little beautiful Kimberly was his child.
Jack Sparrow was a father.
"Yes…" She blurted. "Yes, I know him."
"We shared a bed one night, and Kimberly was born… I was lover to a pirate, and now whore to the corrupt."
"He's with my husband," Elizabeth whispered.
A hand flew to Andrea's mouth. "Dead…"
"No," Elizabeth said sternly. "Jack and Will are both alive, I know it."
"I hope to God you're right. I have to find him before…"
"Before what?"
Andrea's eyes filled with tears. "I've been diagnosed with Tuburculosis. I have to find him before… before it finishes me off."
Elizabeth took her hand.
The door behind them banged open, and Norrington followed by three guards rushed into the courtyard.
"Arrest that whore!" Norrington yelled, pointing at Andrea.
Elizabeth and Andrea jumped to their feet.
"James, what are you doing?!" Elizabeth yelled. "This is an outrage! I demand you apologize at once!"
Norrington grabbed Andrea's wrist. "The only outrage here is this whore living under my roof with her bastard child. Seize the girl, and sell her."
"JAMES!" Elizabeth roared. "That child is my cousin!"
"Not according to your father," Norrington smirked.
Elizabeth's heart leapt into her throat. It was all over, the truth was out…
"DON"T LET THEM TAKE HER, ELIZABETH!" Andrea yelled as Norrington began pulling her away.
"Norrington, stop it!" Elizabeth shrieked. "Let her go! We can talk about this!"
"I'll deal with you later," Norrington said as he drug Andrea over to his guards. "Clap her in irons." He walked off briskly.
The guard holding Andrea disappeared behind the other two. As Elizabeth made a move to go after her, they blocked her path. "GET OUT OF MY WAY!" She yelled.
"We can't, Miss Swann. Orders."
"You will address me as Mrs. Turner," She snarled.
Kimberly sobbed behind her. Elizabeth turned and picked her up. "It'll be okay."
"Miss Swann, we have orders to take the child."
"Over my dead body," She said. "I'm the governor's daughter. I demand you move at once, or I'll have your jobs."
"The only orders we take are from the Commodore," One said.
"Fine," She said. "Then I'll have to hurt you, and leave myself."
The both laughed.
Elizabeth whispered to Kimberly, "Listen to me, Kimberly, okay? I'll destract them, and you run, you run and you don't look back. You run out this door and down to the blacksmith shop. Hide there, baby. Don't leave until I come. And I promise I'll come, okay?"
"Okay," Kimberly sobbed.
"Okay," Elizabeth said. "When I tell you to run, you go. For now, stay behind me."
"Hey, shut up!" The second guard yelled.
Elizabeth eyed them angrily. "How dare you speak to a lady that way!"
"Look, we have a schedule to keep," One said. "Just hand over the brat."
They both advanced on her. She frantically looked around for a weapon… anything that could aide her. A chair! It was the only weapon she could find, so she grabbed it and swung at the nearest guard, causing him to collapse to the ground.
"You wretched whore!" The other yelled. He withdrew his pistol.
Elizabeth ducked.
She heard the guard curse as he reached for his powder. Elizabeth's mind was racing. She spotted the unconscious guard's gun, and seized it. It felt so foreign to her. But she controlled her hand enough not to tremble, and aimed it at the guard. "STOP!"
The guard looked up, and laughed. "Put that down before someone gets hurt."
Elizabeth wrapped both hands around the pistol and walked forward. "Run," She whispered to Kimberly, and the toddler took off. She backed the guard up against the wall, until she was inches from his face. She could feel his sour breath upon her, the fear in his eyes. Elizabeth lifted her arms above her head, and brought the butt of the gun onto the guard's forehead. He fell to the ground.
She pointed the pistol downward, and hurried to the door.
"What is going…" Norrington appeared in the threshold. "ELIZABETH!"
"Get out of my way!" Elizabeth shouted, aiming the gun at him. "James, move!"
"What?" Norrington asked. "You're going to shoot me?"
"If it comes to that."
Norrington chuckled, "Give me the gun, Elizabeth. Give me the gun, and I won't press charges."
"No," Elizabeth said, and cocked it. "You release Andrea, and I will."
"I can't do that."
"Either can I." She said.
"Elizabeth," Norrington took a step forward, sealing his own fate as Elizabeth pulled the trigger.