More months went by and Elsa, once again, found herself crossing the streets of Port Royal to get to the Turner's blacksmith shop. It was early morning, so luckily the town was practically deserted.
"Oh, Turner!" Elsa called through the shop's door.
When no one answered, she let herself in.
"Hello?" she called.
She made her way to the spare room in the back of the shop, found nothing but a pile of clothes, and turned to leave.
"Is it possible she actually slept at the mansion?" Elsa asked herself quietly.
Before she was completely through the door, though, someone sighed. But not a conscious sigh. A sigh only someone would make in their sleep. A sigh unmistakably made by Danielle Turner.
"So she did sleep here," Elsa said, turning back into the room.
She took another look at the pile in the floor and used her boot to look through the garments. Trousers, a shirt, "those bloody stockings", another pair of trousers, two pair of shoes-
"What the hell?!" Elsa yelled, picking up the two sets of pants. The two sets of different pants. "Holy, holy, holy hell. No she didn't."
She scanned the room and in the back corner found a lovely bundle of twisted sheets.
"Aw, damn! Why?"
She walked over to the bundle and kicked at one of the lumps inside the mess.
"What?" came the low, also unmistakable, mumble of Danielle.
"I am goin' to remain calm, my dear blacksmith, until you explain yourself fully...And then I'm kickin' your ass! You!" She directed her attention to the sleeping Jimmy. "Up! Up and out! Now!"
She kicked him and he yelped.
"I'm turning around and you're gettin' dressed. Let's go, let's go!"
Elsa turned her back to the two while they got dressed, not a word between them. After Jimmy had left, she looked at Danielle.
"You slept with the guy?!"
"Jack-" she started.
"No, no, no, not this time, my friend," Elsa interrupted calmly. "What were you thinking, and what could have possibly drove you to sleep with the guy?"
"We just got-"
"Carried away. I see. Anything else?" Elsa had adapted a stern, captain-like quality and was staring at her friend.
"Jack!" Danielle exploded. "I'm sorry! We love each other. It would have happened sooner or later."
"Oh, really?" the pirate mocked. "You know what happens now?"
No answer.
"You tell Will and Elizabeth."
"No, no, no, no, no! Anything but that. Please! Jack!" Danielle begged.
"Hmm...you're right, William. We will tell Jack," Elsa concluded and started for the Pearl.
"What the fu-!"
"Language!" Elsa growled, drawing her sword. "Walk!"
So the pair, Danielle in front, walked solemnly to the ship.
"I can't believe you did this," Elsa sighed as they walked.
"It's not like you've never slept with anyone," Danielle said bitterly. "And I only did it once!"
"Excuse me?" Elsa growled angrily. "You think I wanted that to happen Will? Do you? Because I didn't!"
After a pause, Danielle started with, "I'm sorry, Elsa." Saying her friend's true name was incredibly awkward. "I didn't mean that you were a-"
"Just stop. It's nothing," she said through gritted teeth.
They walked the rest of the way in silence, and when they reached the Pearl, they found Jack examining the rigging and sails, Blackbeard tagging along.
"What happened?" Jack asked.
"Danielle has something to tell you, Jack, since she has refused to tell her own father," Elsa explained, gently poking Danielle in the back with the sword, then sheathing it.
Danielle gulped and stepped forward.
"Jack...I..."
"Yes Danielle?"
"I," she paused painfully. "I, uh, slept with Jimmy," she finished quickly, and cast her eyes to the buckles on her shoes.
Jack remained still. He didn't know how to respond. His daughter's best friend had just did something very, very big, something that was irreversible. He knew Will would be furious if he found out., but what was he supposed to do?
He cleared his throat and said, "Why did you do this, Danielle?"
Danielle, who was as red as the devil himself, responded quietly, "We love each other."
"Does Will know of this Jimmy and your relationship?"
"No, sir."
"You have to tell him," Jack said. "He has to know. That's that. Go on. You'll be alright."
"Yes, sir," she answered dully.
"Come on, Danielle," Elsa said softly, placing her hand on her friend's shoulder.
Danielle sighed and they, now accompanied by Blackbeard, trudged up to the mansion.
On the way, Elsa told Danielle, "Hey, I don't hate you."
"Thanks," Danielle answered miserably. She hugged her and continued, "Will's gonna kill me, Jack."
"Nah, he won't. Norrington may..."
"Oh, no. No Norrington. I am so screwed."
Elsa laughed. "You're right you have been-I mean...Never mind." She cleared her throat. She looked at Blackbeard and sighed.
After Elsa insisted on staying outside with Blackbeard, Danielle found the two inside; Elizabeth was busying herself with some cleaning, and Will was reading.
"I have to tell you something," Danielle began...