Disclaimer: I own...Jackie. And Eddie. And the two maids. Do I own Jack? Huh, I wish.
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She stood, and walked over to the desk.

She ran her hand over the wood and smiled slightly.

Okay…Jack ain't leavin' me in a orphanage…just with a old friend. Tha' works.

Suddenly, Eddie's cries perforated the walls, making Jackie wince.

Although…that might not be very goo'…

Jackie sighed and flopped down on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

Liz seems nice, Will too, but… Her thoughts trailed off as she didn't know exactly what she was trying to think.

She closed her eyes and let her mind wander.

Suddenly, a voice said, "Miss Jackie?" making said girl leap off the bed in guilty surprise…all though she didn't actually have anything to be guilty of.

"We're here for your bath, Miss."

When the maids finished with Jackie, she walked down stairs wearing a dress Elizabeth borrowed from her friend and neighbor.

Jackie's hair had been brushed—turned out it was not black, but a darkish brown—pulled away from her face with a ribbon, and her face had been scrubbed pink.

Will was waiting for her downstairs.

When she entered the room, he stood, and picked up her bag off the table, holding it out to her.

She grinned, and grabbed it from him.

Jack let out a particularly loud snore.

"'E been sleepin' the 'ole time I was gone?"

"Yes," Will answered, smiling slightly.

"Hmm. 'E 'ad some rum before we came here, maybe tha's it."

Will shrugged—still grinning—and motioned to her to sit, and as soon as she did, he did, too.

"So…" Jackie said at a loss for something to say.

"So…?" Will echoed.

"So, um, 'ow did you an' Jack meet?"

"Oh," Will laughed slightly and leaned back in his chair. "He threatened Liz, and then tried to hide in my shop. We dueled, and Mr. Brown hit him in the head with an empty bottle."

" 'Mr. Brown'?"

"The man you were hiding behind. Anyway, then the pirates kidnapped Elizabeth, so Jack and I teamed up to rescue her."

Jackie smiled.

They sat there for a minute. "Erm, if ye don' mind," she said awkwardly, "I think I'll go to the room, okay?"

Will nodded, and Jackie stood and ran out of the room, clutching the raggedy bag to her chest.

She got to the room—with Eddie still crying in the background—and sat down at the desk, opening her bag and pulling out her diary.

April 31,

Jack brought me to the place he's leaving me. It's some friend's he has in Port Royal…Will and Elizabeth Turner.

They've got a son named Eddie and he cries constantly. 'E's very annoying.

Jackie paused and looked around the room.

Jack's asleep on the couch downstairs, and I think he's going to leave either tonight or tomorrow. I'm not sure if I'll miss him or not.

I am really confused.

Someone knocked on the door, making Jackie jump…she hadn't noticed them approaching. Turning around, Holly was standing in the doorway.

"Are you hungry, Miss?" She asked.

"Oh, no thanks." Jackie said, and turned back to the open book.

I'm not sure exactly what's going on, but I'll write you as soon as I find out.

---Jackie