Broken Faith

Disclaimer: I own Henri, a pub, a ship, and a cottage. Notice how none of them appeared in the actual movie. That's because they're mine and I don't own the movie.

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Chapter 15: The trap is sprung

Jack stormed back to the Lady Fair. He didn't know whether he was bothered more by Elizabeth's blind loyalty or the fact that she didn't believe him. Perhaps it was both. Jack stopped several streets away from the harbor. He could go back to the ship, sail away to Tortuga, and spend several weeks holed up in a little hotel with plenty of rum and wenchs. It was what he had planned on doing. He could march up to Groves and reveal Henri's identity, but he'd get himself thrown in prison for the trouble and Will wasn't there to bail him out this time. Personally, he wanted to see Henri's face when he was led away, hands shackled, Elizabeth wailing in the background. No, it appeared that the only viable option was to go and get a head start on the rum consumption. Jack turned away from the ships and headed for the pub.

He was just drinking his second rum when Henri walked in the door. Jack rolled his eyes and muttered "Does the man ever go away? All I want is my rum."

"What?" the man next to him leaned closer and screamed in Jack's ear.

"Nothing." Jack screamed back, turning back to his rum. Henri drummed his fingers nervously on the table, eyes darting around. He seemed anxious. Jack looked at his companion, who had his face in a mug of beer, and looked back at Henri. Rolling his eyes again, he got up and walked closer to where Henri sat.

"You said you wouldn't turn me in!" Henri practically screamed at the man who appeared next to the table. "You swore you wouldn't turn me in! I do your dirty work and you set a trap for me? You-"

"Henri." The figure spoke, rather angrily. "The trap wasn't for you, you incompetent oaf! It was for Sparrow. Sparrow's here, and he should have been on the bloody ship, and he wasn't. Did you tip him off?"

"Tip him off? And lose my letter of marque? Why would I do something so absurd?"

"Then he must be here. I just came up from the docks. They turned that ship inside out and upside down and he wasn't there."

Henri looked up, a look of repulsion on his face. "What if he's at Elizabeth's?"

"Would he be?"

"Possibly. He certainly wouldn't expect us to look for him there."

"She would hide him?"

"She's almost obsessed with the man. She's always liked pirates."

The two men stood up and made their way toward the door. Jack swung back so that he stood in the shadows and held his mug in front of his face, little good that it did him.

"Will she swing too?"

"You don't sound as though you'd be sorry if she did."

"It would be awful to lose another fiancé, but life is like that." Henri laughed. "If I get my money and my rights back, she matters little."

As they went out the door, Jack looked over his shoulder and glimpsed the blue of a royal navy uniform peaking out from under the coat.

A/N: Oooh, the plot thickens. Any guesses on the mysterious man?