Chapter 2
Jonathon and Jack ran from the pub after Will.
"What's gotten into ye, boy?" Jack hissed from under his cloak. "Have ye gone completely mad? You'll get us caught, actin' this way."
Will stopped where he was. Jack was right. Not only was he acting like a mad-man, everyone in Port Royal would recognize him. He pulled his hat lower over his brow and leaned down, as if to help the old man Jack was disguised as.
"I met a girl," he said quietly. "I have to see her again. Just once more before we leave."
"Fine," Jack said. "But make it quick. Where is she?"
"She said she would be at the inn."
"Fine. Now where is the inn at?" Jack asked.
"It's right-" Will started to say, turning towards where the inn used to be. The he realized the inn had been destroyed when Barbossa and his men came to Port Royal. And he didn't know where it had been rebuilt. "I don't know."
"What do you mean you don't know? You lived here for eight years and you don't know where the inn is?" Jack said.
"It was destroyed by Barbossa's men. They must have built it somewhere else. We'll have to ask someone where it is."
"What do you mean 'ask'? I don't think many people in this town will cotton to a pirate walking up to them and asking for directions!" Jack yelled exasperated. A few people glanced at them, but no one showed any sign of alarm, so the figured they were safe.
"Quiet down. No one here knows Jonathon. We'll just have him go up to someone at the shipping docks and ask. We'll just stand far to the side and try not to get noticed."
Jack motioned for Jonathon to come closer. "Go ask that lad where the town inn is," Jack said, pointing to a person standing by the dock, watching a ship being unloaded.
"But, Captain, I'd uh, prefer if Will could go-" Jonathon started, but Jack cut him off.
"Yes, lets send Will so he can get recognized and we'll all get to visit the gallows...why, I haven't seen them in, what, six months! I'm long overdue for a visit! Are ye daft, Jonathon! That was an order, now go!"
Will felt some pity for Jonathon as he walked over to the person at the docks, but they had no choice to send him.
"Excuse me...sir, but I was wondering-" Jonathon started to say when the person turned around.
"What were you wondering, ma'am?" asked the girl that he had spoken to.
"Why are you calling me 'ma'am'?"
"You called me 'sir', so I assumed you liked going by opposites," she said in her thick Irish accent.
"My apologies, Miss," Jonathon said, turning a pink-ish shade. "But my friends and I are looking for the inn. Would you happen to know where it is?"
"I wouldn't be able to tell you where it is, as I'm a stranger to Port Royal myself," she said. "But I believe I could show you."
Jonathon offered his arm to the girl and strutted back to where Will and Jack where, quite pleased at his success. Jack however, had a different reaction.
"Why is he bringing a person over here? Does he want us to swing! Bloody Norrington would enjoy that but-"
"She's not from Port Royal," Will cut in. "She won't recognize us. But if you don't quiet down, some one will."
"This is Fiona," Jonathon said. "She said she could show us to where the inn is."
Jack stared at the girl for a moment, in her ragged breeches and sagging shirt with her red hair under a decrepit hat, then said "What's your going price?"
Will's jaw dropped to his chest, Jonathon turned bright red and Fiona let out an incredulous laugh and said "Excuse me? I don't know what kind of lady you think I am."
"Well, assuming because you're hanging around the dock-"
"For your information, sir, my father owns one of the ships that just came into port." She turned to Jonathon and said "I'm sorry, but if your friends are going to choose to treat me as such, then I'm afraid I can't help you." She turned on her heel and started to walk away, but Will chased after her.
"Please, ma'am. I beg your pardon, but we really need your help. There's someone I need to find. Please help us."
"If that is the case, sir," she said, turning back. "I'm correct in assuming it's a young lass we're looking for?" Will nodded in reply. "Well, I go soft for a romance. I'll gladly help you," she said as Will offered his arm to her. "But only if he escorts me about town," she said, pointing to Jonathon.
He blushed as he took her arm and they started towards the inn.
Jonathon and Jack ran from the pub after Will.
"What's gotten into ye, boy?" Jack hissed from under his cloak. "Have ye gone completely mad? You'll get us caught, actin' this way."
Will stopped where he was. Jack was right. Not only was he acting like a mad-man, everyone in Port Royal would recognize him. He pulled his hat lower over his brow and leaned down, as if to help the old man Jack was disguised as.
"I met a girl," he said quietly. "I have to see her again. Just once more before we leave."
"Fine," Jack said. "But make it quick. Where is she?"
"She said she would be at the inn."
"Fine. Now where is the inn at?" Jack asked.
"It's right-" Will started to say, turning towards where the inn used to be. The he realized the inn had been destroyed when Barbossa and his men came to Port Royal. And he didn't know where it had been rebuilt. "I don't know."
"What do you mean you don't know? You lived here for eight years and you don't know where the inn is?" Jack said.
"It was destroyed by Barbossa's men. They must have built it somewhere else. We'll have to ask someone where it is."
"What do you mean 'ask'? I don't think many people in this town will cotton to a pirate walking up to them and asking for directions!" Jack yelled exasperated. A few people glanced at them, but no one showed any sign of alarm, so the figured they were safe.
"Quiet down. No one here knows Jonathon. We'll just have him go up to someone at the shipping docks and ask. We'll just stand far to the side and try not to get noticed."
Jack motioned for Jonathon to come closer. "Go ask that lad where the town inn is," Jack said, pointing to a person standing by the dock, watching a ship being unloaded.
"But, Captain, I'd uh, prefer if Will could go-" Jonathon started, but Jack cut him off.
"Yes, lets send Will so he can get recognized and we'll all get to visit the gallows...why, I haven't seen them in, what, six months! I'm long overdue for a visit! Are ye daft, Jonathon! That was an order, now go!"
Will felt some pity for Jonathon as he walked over to the person at the docks, but they had no choice to send him.
"Excuse me...sir, but I was wondering-" Jonathon started to say when the person turned around.
"What were you wondering, ma'am?" asked the girl that he had spoken to.
"Why are you calling me 'ma'am'?"
"You called me 'sir', so I assumed you liked going by opposites," she said in her thick Irish accent.
"My apologies, Miss," Jonathon said, turning a pink-ish shade. "But my friends and I are looking for the inn. Would you happen to know where it is?"
"I wouldn't be able to tell you where it is, as I'm a stranger to Port Royal myself," she said. "But I believe I could show you."
Jonathon offered his arm to the girl and strutted back to where Will and Jack where, quite pleased at his success. Jack however, had a different reaction.
"Why is he bringing a person over here? Does he want us to swing! Bloody Norrington would enjoy that but-"
"She's not from Port Royal," Will cut in. "She won't recognize us. But if you don't quiet down, some one will."
"This is Fiona," Jonathon said. "She said she could show us to where the inn is."
Jack stared at the girl for a moment, in her ragged breeches and sagging shirt with her red hair under a decrepit hat, then said "What's your going price?"
Will's jaw dropped to his chest, Jonathon turned bright red and Fiona let out an incredulous laugh and said "Excuse me? I don't know what kind of lady you think I am."
"Well, assuming because you're hanging around the dock-"
"For your information, sir, my father owns one of the ships that just came into port." She turned to Jonathon and said "I'm sorry, but if your friends are going to choose to treat me as such, then I'm afraid I can't help you." She turned on her heel and started to walk away, but Will chased after her.
"Please, ma'am. I beg your pardon, but we really need your help. There's someone I need to find. Please help us."
"If that is the case, sir," she said, turning back. "I'm correct in assuming it's a young lass we're looking for?" Will nodded in reply. "Well, I go soft for a romance. I'll gladly help you," she said as Will offered his arm to her. "But only if he escorts me about town," she said, pointing to Jonathon.
He blushed as he took her arm and they started towards the inn.