Ok sorry it took so long to get this chapter up, I have been kind of busy lately. And yes, Anna will meet her parents in this chapter! YAY! Ok so on with it then!

While Anna was still pondering the eunuch thing Jack and Michel finally seemed to be hitting things off a bit better. Jack was telling Michel a grossly exaggerated story about the time he escaped from a morooning and a God forsaken strip of land with noting but a bottle of rum and about twenty coconuts. Michel, of course, believed every single word of it.

"…and then I rubbed the coconuts together for nigh an hour…" Jack rambled on, making the funniest hand gestures as he did so. Anna suddenly stopped in front of a particularly large manor. Jack and Michel continued walking, lost in their avid conversation. Anna stood staring up at it as the two men grew further and further away. She slowly walked up the worn pathway to the door, almost taking on the appearance of a sleepwalker. Her eyes took on the oh so familiar glazed look.

"Jack?" Michel asked cutting him off mid sentence. Jack didn't appreciate this very much.

"What?" He asked a bit irritatedly stopping and putting down his hands. Michel also stopped.

"Where Anna head off to?" Jack turned around and found no Anna. Michel looked around and realized their position in the town.

"We're past her house." Michel said already turning around and heading back the way they had just come. Jack started to follow him but soon took the lead again.

"Anna? ANNNAAA?" Michel called, hands cupped. Jack didn't call but searched around with his keen eyes instead. They didn't have to go far to find her.

"Anna!" Michel said smiling and running over to where she stood motionless in front of the door. She turned around to face him and he saw there were small pools of tears underneath her chocolate eyes. Michel's smile soon turned to a frown.

"Anna…how'd you know? How'd you know where to come?" Michel asked her gently. Jack walked over and saw the now small rivers of tears running down her cheeks. He immediately felt uncomfortable. He still hadn't gotten the hang of the whole comforting thing yet.

"You never forget your birth place." Anna eventually answered. Michel nodded and Jack shifted uncomfortably from all the emotions running amuck.

"So….umm shall we knock?" Michel asked once Anna's tears had subsided. Jack nodded his head in agreement and Anna just smiled a brave smile. Michel reached up to the brass doorknocker and slowly rapped it against the wood of the door. They stood in an expecting silence for what seemed like hours. No answer. Michel tried again. Anna was starting to get worried. Still no answer. Jack started to shift again.

"Maybe they're just out." Michel said hopefully. Anna nodded and started to walk down the steps. Jack and Michel followed in silence.

"Michel? JACK?" A woman said from the doorway. The two turned around, shock clear on all three faces. Jack, of course, was the first to brake the silence.

"Elizabeth! It's been to long. Where's darling little Will? He might want to be out here for this." Jack said. Elizabeth nodded but stayed put. For someone had just walked out from behind Jack. Elizabeth's eyes grew wide and her mouth formed a perfect o.

"Wi..Will!" She meekly yelled into the house, not moving from her spot at the front door. A man's head appeared beside hers and took on the same expression as his wife's when he saw the girl standing beside Jack. Anna shifted uncomfortably and put on a meek smile.

"Anna?" Will said quietly, finally breaking the silence. Anna nodded slowly and tears startled to whell up in Elizabeth's eyes. Anna ran over to them threw her arms around both waists. Elizabeth and Will both broke into a large smiles and started to laugh nervously but happily. Anna did the same and sooner than either of them could do anything about it Jack and Michel were both wrapped up in the family's embrace.

"This is jus' like a fairy tale." Jack said in a muffled voice from the middle of the group. Anna nodded smiling a smile too large for her face. For the first time in quite a while she felt wanted. Truly wanted.