Sapphire looked out to the water. The night's cool breeze calmed her somehow. She slowly took in the salty air. Sapphire sat on the edge of the rocks from the beach, the night's gentle waters lapped up against them. Her dark brown hair flowed in the wind steadily and calmly. Even in the moonlight the sea was beautiful. It seemed to call to her every time she was near it. Sapphire had never been on the sea before. Her grandfather would go to neighboring islands, but would never take her. She would stay with the Norrington's, James. Sapphire sighed heavily. A marriage proposal was indeed flattering to any women, but she didn't love James. It wasn't even that she loved someone else. Besides under the circumstances that he asked her in was altimetry unfitting. At least when her mother was proposed to by Commodore Norrington it was by the water and somewhat romantic.

"Sapphire!" A call came from the beach behind her. "Sapphire!" She turned and saw her grandfather.

"I'm here grandfather!" Sapphire called back. He turned to see her in the dim light of the moon.

"Ah there you are!" He smiled. "Come here, Sapphire." Sapphire reluctantly went to him standing on the beach. He gave her a hug, and he offered his arm. The governor was short in height, but Sapphire was even shorter. They began to walk along the beach. "So James proposed to you tonight."

"Grandfather." Sapphire moaned.

"Now, Sapphire you have to understand that I'm not going to be around forever." The Governor began he coughed once. "James would be a fine gentleman to be governor you know."

"Yes, but..." Sapphire sighed.

"But you don't love him." He smiled. Sapphire just nodded. "You can learn to love."

"Suppose I don't learn to love him?" Sapphire questioned.

"There can't be a woman watching over Port Royal, Sapphire, I'm sorry, but that's they way it is." Governor Swann smiled. Soon they were back on the docks and on land. Sapphire took a glance backwards at the water something caught her eye, but she shook it off.

"Grandfather, you should really..." Sapphire felt a tug grow at her arm that her grandfather was on, and she looked. "Grandfather!" The Governor of Port Royal had fainted away. "Someone please help!" Sapphire called through the streets. "Anyone!" No one begged to her calling. She heard thunder up ahead and it began to rain. Sapphire lifted Governor Swann onto her shoulders. He was heavy from all the clothes he wore. Soon the rain fell harder and they were still more than a mile away from the house. Sapphire was beginning to feel tried. She tripped and fell. Her grandfather lay on the ground besides her. He must've past out by now. She closed her eyes she couldn't get back up. It was too hard to carry him. She herself could go and get help. Sapphire began to lift herself up slowly, but the mud was slippery and she fell right back down besides her grandfather. Sapphire began to cry to herself.

"Anyone, please help." She cried softly. Soon she felt someone pick her up. "My grandfather, James!"

"Don't worry he's getting help." The voice didn't belonged to James, but Sapphire felt safe, and nestled herself into the cloak farther. She felt safe, and soon she fell asleep.

Sapphire opened her tired eyes. She looked at the maids back to her. Remembering the night before she rose quickly. The maids turned, and Nancy came to her.

"Slow down there miss you've just woken up." Nancy caught Sapphire before she fell back on the bed.

"Thank you." Sapphire sighed, and then got up again. "I need to see my grandfather."

"He's in his room miss." Nancy nodded. Sapphire quickly put her rob on and left her room. She walked to his room and stopped in the doorway. A doctor sat by his bedside, and turned to see her.

"What's wrong with him?" Sapphire bit her lip.

"He has malaria." The doctor stood up from her sleeping grandfather and walked over to her.

"What?" Sapphire asked, a clump in her throat rose.

"The Governor does not have long to live, Ms. Turner." He sighed. "I'm sorry."

"How long do you think he'll live?" She choked back the tears.

"Maybe by sunset or earlier." The doctor, nodded and said his good byes and left. Sapphire walked over to where he had been sitting, and sat down next to her sleeping grandfather. She took his hand in hers. Tears started to come down her cheeks. Governor Swann opened his eyes. Sapphire smiled and quickly wiped them away.

"Don't cry Sapphire." He smiled. "You'll be alright."

"Grandfather, you can't." Sapphire choked on her tears. "You're, you're..."

"Old, and worn out." The Governor sighed. "My dear, you'll be fine the Commodore Norrington will become governor unless you marry soon, but even if he does you still stay in this household."

"Yes, grandfather." Sapphire sighed. There was a silence fallowing that.

"Sapphire," Governor Swann coughed, "Did you ever wonder where you got that tattoo on your back?"

"Yes, but I barely even notice it." She lied.

"What does it remind you of?" He asked and coughed again.

"A map." She sighed. "What does this have to do with anything, Grandfather?"

"I just thought I ask." He smiled and went into a coughing fit, and soon the room silenced again.

"Grandfather did you see something in the water yesterday?" Sapphire questioned.

"Yes, but I thought it was just my mind getting the best of me." The Governor sighed.

"There was a man that helped us, yesterday." She sighed. "He seemed nice, but his voice sounded familiar, but yet I have not heard it lately. I wish I could thank him." Governor Swann smiled, and then his smiled faded away quickly. "What's wrong, grandfather?"

"Sapphire..." His voice was harsh and raspy. "There is something I need to tell you...."

"Yes, what is it?" Her voice urgent.

"Your parents... they..." His voice cracked and he closed his eyes.

"Yes?" Sapphire said a little loudly. "Grandfather?"

"I love you Sapphire." He lay still.

"As do I, grandfather." She let a tear run down her cheek. Sapphire got up and kissed him on the top of the head. Tears ran down her cheeks. Now she was really alone.

"Miss?" Nancy's voice concerning,

"The funeral will be tomorrow." Sapphire let that out and she walked to her room. "Please Nancy set it up as nice as possible."