A/N: Sorry if I haven't updated lately. I've had writer's block and I can't think of anything to make the story go faster. If you have any ideas, don't hesitate to email or whatever. :P. This chappie is short but it ends the scene so i can start new. I have some clue on what to do, but all the story seems to be doing so far is just set the scene and make the story run very slow. Bare with me, but hopefully still enjoy!

Recap: What's happened so far is that Jack has come back to Port Royal and has slept at Will and Elizabeth's house. In the morning, it is a surprise to find the Governor in her house, unaware of Jack's presence. OOohhh!

"Why father, how are you?" said Elizabeth hesitantly "What reason have you come all the way here to see us?" Her eyes quickly darted from her father to the staircase, afraid that Jack might come down any minute.

"Oh, Elizabeth, must you be so bold? May a father not be able to visit his daughter's house?" said Mr Swann.

At that moment, Will walked in from the dining room entrance; his shirt neatly tucked in and wearing a new vest. He smiled and nodded towards Mr Swann. Mr Swann, being the Governor he of Port Royal he found it rude not to be welcomed of his power.

"Good day, Mr Swann" said Will, in a hurry to end the conversation "How has your health been?"

"Good. Good" replied Mr Swann. Mr Swann looked from Will to Elizabeth, who were both preoccupied with Jack. "Am I interrupting something?" asked Mr Swann.

"No father of course not. We were just having breakfast," said Elizabeth, grabbing his hand and leading him away from the staircase and towards the den. Will managed to slip away without further contact, and running up the stairs.

"Breakfast? At this hour?" said Mr Swann, surprised to have heard such a thing being 9 o'clock in the morning.

Elizabeth led her father to the den, made him thump onto a seat and chat. She whispered something to the maid, which understood, nodded, and left with her feather duster and cloth.

"Why does this room smell like vile rum, Elizabeth?" said her father, making a putrid face as if someone had dies in the room and left to rot for years. He took a cloth from his pocket and held it up to his nose.

"What smell? Oh that... uhhhh" said Elizabeth, being caught in the moment, trying to think of some quick excuse to hide it "The maid was carrying bottles of wines to the pantry but dropped a few and spilt them all over.... I guess all the wines mixed together and didn't work so well. I'm sorry father. I'll have Michaela clean harder next time to get rid of the stench." Elizabeth hated lying to her father. Although, she did so plenty of times, she never liked it.

Meanwhile, upstairs in the guest's bedroom, Jack lie asleep, snoring like a loud pig. His face was buried under the many pillows and sheets. His feet were visible; sticking out of the sheets and on the edge of the bed. Michaela had entered quietly, being told by Elizabeth to fetch his clothes and hide him as quickly as she could. Michaela was still afraid of Jack. She was reluctant to play a part in the whole fiasco, but she thought so much of Elizabeth and she could tell that it was a really big favour. She organised his clothes, pulled the pillows off Jack's face and tried waking him up.

"Excuse me sir," Michaela said whispered, afraid he might pounce on her again "Wake up."

She waited for a response but the only response she got was a snore.

"Wake up," she said again a bit louder. No response.

Suddenly, Will came rushing in, closing the door behind him and making sure he hadn't been seen. He held a glass of chilled water in his hand...[and you can guess what happened]. Jack leapt up abruptly, luckily not screaming as he did so. He took the gun from the bedside table and held it up at Will.

"Never wake a man when he's sleeping, Will. Never" spoke Jack huskily.

"Go! Quickly!" Will said hastily.

"What in the Black Pearl's name are you on about?" said Jack removing his sheets and arming himself.

"It's Elizabeth's father. He's here. You have to go."

There was a pause. Jack was trying to remember who Elizabeth's father was, and why he was so important.

"Ah yes. The Governor. How is that old fella? He couldn't hurt a fish. I might just go and say hello actually."

Jack had gotten up very quickly and his mood that day seemed as if he took nothing seriously, and more as if he wanted to play. It was as if he had forgotten that half of Port Royal's navy was looking for him, plus the added Pirates.

Jack swung open his door and headed downstairs, Will in quick pursuit.

"Governor! Good morning isn't it?" welcomed Jack while he rearranged the wig on Mr. Swann's head.

"You!" said Mr. Swan, with a mixture of horror, disgust and surprise, "You've led my navy out to sea looking for you... you... you pirate!"

"And what lovely weather you're having too" ended Jack, not paying any attention to the Governor.

"I'll have my guards arrest him right now!"

"No!" Elizabeth yelled, holding her father back. "Father. You can't."

"Elizabeth! Do you realise what you're doing? This is criminal! I should have you.... Have you.." Mr Swann could not find the words to say to Elizabeth. He had always supported her in everything she did, and could never say otherwise.

"Father, I know you're worried but Jack..."

"Jack is a pirate!" interrupted the Governor, and with that he turned his back on her and called for his guards.

"Run!" said Will.

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