In those famous words. "I'm Back!" Anyways thanks for reviewing and all the well-wishers I meant to update before now but mom and dad would never let me sneak onto the computer. Now on with the story...Wait where'd I leave off? Oh on I've got amnesia! AHHHHHH! Ok not really let me see...Oh yes here we are...

Last Time

"I suppose you plan on keeping her in Port Royale too."

Now

I hung my head when I left. My father and Zac were still fighting over what I should do. I myself had yet to even make up my mind. I leaned over the edge and saw the repairs being done to the ship. We had come to a full halt for only a day. So many were already busy with the sides and the masts. Everything else could be done while on our way. By the looks of things we'd be ready in an hours time. And in less than two days we would be in Port Royale returning Zac and I would have to have made up my mind by then.

With a sigh I shoved away from the railing and went down to my cabin. When I entered Zac was lying down in his hammock. I myself settled in and waited for my turn to come for duty. I knew I would not sleep but I also knew I wasn't hungry either all I could do was get in the way or go to my quarters. I laid back and placed my arms behind my head and stared at the ceiling while I lightly swung left to right, left to right.

"Pearl, do you love me?"

I kept looking up even though I could tell that Zac now hung halfway off his own hammock with one arm dangling just above the floor while the other was tucked underneath his body. I glanced over and replied with a snort.

"Oh... so you don't then. I see."

I heard the hurt in his voice but made no comment. If I said that I did I would be forced to leave the Black Pearl if I said no he would hate me but if I said nothing I could get by without a choice just yet.

"It's not that I do or that... I don't. It's just that I don't want to have my mind made up for me. I want to choose on my own without you or my father deciding for me."

"Oh...ok."

Zac turned back over and I heard his stomach growl. I got up and walked to the door. I stood there and waited for him to notice. He just lay there looking at the ceiling in the same position that I was just in.

"Get up ye needs some food."

"I'm fine."

"Zac I am sick of this mood yer in already so get up and let's go eat."

He barked a laugh and rose.

"You know your voice gets a pirate accent whenever you are the least little bit annoyed. I like it."

"Good now get yer lazy arse outta yer hammoc and be getting' yerself to the mess 'all."

Zac only laughed harder and I was hard pressed not to join in and started laughing myself. We laughed all the way to the mess hall. We sat farther away from the rest of the crew eating and a corner where I always sat with my father. From there you could watch the entire room and know everything that was going on. He sat against the wall and I on the other side and against the other wall and propped one leg up on the bench with a mug of rum in one hand and the other on my knee. Zac had his eyes on my leg. I had forgot that he was not used to a woman wearing a skirt to prop her leg up. I had my high boots like my fathers on but skin still showed. His eyes were glued to that one spot. I threw him a knowing look and then a lazy smile. He tilted his head to its side and smiled softly.

Two Days Later

"How d'we go bout getting to port without the commodore noticin'?"

"Let him see He can't get you anymore until you do something wrong and he won't be seeing me."

"Aye, captain."

Zac all but ran to the deck when father came and told us that we were docking. He had changed into strange clothes and Zac and I only laughed at him. My father was dressed as a Chinaman. His beard stood out though and anyone who took it upon themselves would see whom it actually was.

We left the ship and made our way through Port Royale with Zac leading the way. I brought no clothes with me and because of it Zac walked as though he was deflated. I kept my choice to myself. If I told my father now that I intended on staying he would have never let me off the ship. If I told Zac that I was staying with him, he would strut and then my father would figure out why and again I wouldn't be let off the ship. What did I need of my pirates clothes anyways if I were staying on land?

"We're almost there just a little further."

I caught up and walked next to Zac. He never looked at me. He kept his face straight and determined. I looked up at him several times but he never glanced my way. For the first time in my life I felt sick at myself. I didn't want to cause him this much pain but I couldn't reassure him just yet. We walked on in silence for a bit more.

"Here we are. Grandfather gave it to mother and father. He said I needed a good home to grow up in."

The doors flew open from the medium sized two-story house. It was white with green shuttered windows. It also had a large columned porch made with white marble with gray and black veins. The woman who emerged was beautiful wearing a dark blue morning gown and a sapphire around her neck. Her golden brown hair was swept up into an untidy bun and she was crying. Even with her crying she was beautiful and I became self-conscience of my shabby skirt and loose dirt-encrusted shirt. My hair was down and flowing down to my waist. I lifted my hand to my hair and felt like the black sheep.

"Zac! Oh my son Zac!"

"Mother please calm down I am fine. You have no need to worry I have been with Captain Jack Sparrow who by the way knows you and father and my grandfather. Do you mind explaining that?"

"Zac how dare you get angry! The Commodore just came and told us you were dead and that you were swept overboard during a storm, and now you get mad at us for keeping part of our past from you! I say even your father is upset. He has gone to work himself to death because he has no son! The sea stole his son just as it did his father! All you can say is you are fine! No I think not! Inside now! Clean up then you will go to the smithy and help your father and show him you are not harmed!"

"Mother these people..."

"NO! I thank you Jack for bringing him home but you are sure to be leaving. So please do not let us keep you."

I step up behind Zac and he grabs my hand instinctively. His mother realizes for the first time that I am there and her jaw drops. She quickly composes herself and steps toward me.

"You might you be I thought it was bad luck to have a woman on board a ship?"

"Tis' Mrs. Elizabeth but non of da crew been seein' her as such since she was a migh' little thing."

"Who's your father girl?"

"I have a name ma'am. It's Pearl so you'd best be using my name if you know what's good for you."

"You have to be Jack's daughter then. Jack what is it with you and Pearls?"

"That'd be her mother's doing. Not mine."

"I see. Well come Zachary. It's time your father knows you are safe."

Zac nods then turns to me.

"Pearl, I...I ... still want you to stay and well I can see that you're not but just so you know you are welcome to come back anytime."

I look up at Zac and see that he is truly hurt. I had never seen this hurt on the way here. It almost looked as if he didn't want me here anymore since I met his mother.

"I did have planed to stay. Why else would I wear a skirt in public? Now I see I can't fit in and you don't want me here anymore so I will just be leaving with my father."

"Pearl..."

"No Zac it is no use for you to try to apologize. Goodbye."

I stood on my tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek then dropped down again and quickly looked away. I didn't want him to see me cry. Zac wouldn't have it though and turned my chin up to face him.

"I love you."

Zac then descended and kissed me soundly on the lips. I let my body to relax and reached a hand to his face. His own hands dropped to my waist and held me against him. I wanted to cry knowing I could not have him and that I could not stay with him. I felt the tears and pushed away and ran.

I could not see where I was going but I ran into someone hard into their chest.

"Hey there what do we got here? Looks like a pirate. A girl pirate? Well men what do you think? Do I fight her or dance with her?"

"Dance with her Captain!"

"Nah fight her!"

"I'll take her!"

I heard the laughs but I just didn't care anymore. I couldn't be with Zac so what use was there to living.

"I suggest a fight. Please run me through...I'm not a good pirate mind you but I know when I am beat, so please end this and run me through."

"Well I will oblige the lady pirate here. EN GUARD!"

I didn't draw my sword but I knew I should not just give in. I would avoid a fight because I would have done nothing and would be able to go on my way and get back on the ship.

"What's your name pirate so I can identify you?"

"P... What'd be yours then?"

"Captain Norrington. Son of Commodore Norrington."

"Oh then I think I can fight you... Pearl Sparrow at you service."

I gave an exaggerated bow and with the realization hitting him he lunged at me. I sidestepped easily and spun. I brought out my own sword.

"Well to hell with not fighting."

"I'll kill you pirate!"

"Indeed let's be to it then."

He crossed his sword and I blocked each one. Then he brought his sword down hard on my own over my head. I heard people running with a glance to my right I saw Zac his mother and half the crew gathering. They all stopped and starred. My father began to advance and I let out a scream to not come forward. He stopped in his tracks and crossed his arms content with watching the spectacle. I pushed up with my sword and spun over my right shoulder. I brought my sword down and brought it back up as I met the Captain again. I lightly lunged then retracted. This man did not like to dance about and fight. He would be all too easy to beat if I kept moving. If I forced him into moving about I would have him.

I hit away his sword then did a cartwheel away from him and turned and threw my belt dagger to his right. He stepped away and I slid feet first toward his back foot and he fell I gained my feet quickly and pointed my sword to his throat.

"You were saying something about killing me?"

"There will be repercussions for my death."

"Is that what you think I am doing, killing you?"

"No see that would be all to easy Captain Norrington."

"Norrington?"

"Yes father the Commodore had a son. Amazing he wound find anyone who would have him is it not?"

"It is."

I brought out my pistol and knelt next to him flipped my gun and hit him over the head with the butt of the handle. I stood and looked at the other soldiers and stepped away from the unconscious captain. They rushed forward and carried him off. I laughed and so did the crew. Many of them were spouting incomprehensible words such as son of, and a capt'n. I looked to Zac and sobered immediately. He looked beyond me and I turned.

There stood none other then Will Turner.

Sorry this chapter sucked you guys. It's been a while since I have worked on it and I need to get back into the groove of it. Anyways thoughts and suggestions are always welcome. So there is the second twist and next chapter I will give the largest twist yet. Hint it has to do with Elizabeth and Norrington. Actually I am still thinking about it. Thanks- Iiya-yasha!