I thought it only fair to warn you…that this is the second to last REAL chapter. There's supposed to be a Epilogue…but it's turned out to be only a little shorter than the beginning chapters…sigh and next week there's going to be a LARGE chapter. So I hope that makes up for this story closing…

True friends stab you in the front. -Oscar Wilde

"Lieutenant Gillette! What an unexpected surprise! Come in, please…" Elizabeth said to the guests at the door. Next to Nicolas Gillette was officer Jonathan Wilson, from the jail.

"Elizabeth?" someone called from behind her. She turned and saw her father. She smiled, hoping she could leave. Lately she hadn't been in the best of moods and standing up usually made it worse.

"Governor…"

"Gillette! What the devil are you doing here?"

"We wanted to make sure you were doing alright, sir. Not like Will or your daughter wouldn't warn us, but it's the Commodore's orders."

That caught Elizabeth's attention. James had been gone for a little over a fortnight and there had been no word from him yet. "James?" the Governor repeated, a little confused, "You've heard from him?"

"Yes sir, I'm sure he's due any day now…"

The Governor hid his frown and put a protective arm around Elizabeth's back. The two officers soon left, saying the men were still posted around the house, but there hadn't been any activity lately and that there wasn't a real reason to worry anymore.

"Did James tell anyone else about his disguise?" Elizabeth asked.

"I don't think he did…" the Governor said, a little confused himself. "But why would they lie? He could've gotten a hold of them without telling them where he was and what he was doing…correct?"

Elizabeth paused as her father walked off, back to his study. I'm not quite sure…

"Yer actin' like a sick dog. Get up."

The thought of whimpering crossed Bianca's mind, but she decided against it; she just kept quiet. The ever sensitive Ana Maria sighed, knowing how her friend was nothing like her, "What's the matter now?"

Bianca sighed and shrugged. It had become obvious to the captain that Bianca wasn't coming out of her cabin, so he naturally sent Ana in to figure out why, at least that's what Bianca figured. But she didn't want the captain knowing about this. Even Jack couldn't have access to the private spot in her heart.

Ana rolled her eyes and sat on the cot, "Bianca…seriously…"

Bianca rolled on her side, ready to face Ana and to tell her what was on her mind – as long as it didn't involve Jack's thoughts also. "You got sent in here by Jack?"

Ana didn't respond with words, only with laying down on her cot as well. Bianca went on, "I don't want him knowing about this. I appreciate everything he's done for me and how he's cared for me…but I don't want him to hear what I'm about to say…savvy?"

Ana smirked and nodded, "Savvy."

She took in a deep breath and said, "I wasn't always like I am…you know, sleeping with whoever was willing…one night stands an' all. I actually had a solid relationship where I lived…or at least I thought it was solid."

"He left you?"

Bianca nodded, remembering the day he left with perfect clarity. "Some wounds just don't heal with time…"

Ana sighed, taking a wild guess she said, "But they heal with someone else?" When Bianca stayed quiet she went on, "Has Nathan filled the hole that other bloke left?"

"I don't know!" Bianca said suddenly, getting up and started to pace. "There's no purpose to long term…relationships. To love. To anything! Haven't you noticed that when two people of the opposite sex get together, someone gets hurt?"

Ana paused, "That seems a little…pessimistic, don't you think?"

Bianca sighed, "But true…"

The other woman shook her head, "Bianca, you can't let one hurt damage you for life…just don't…" Bianca was silent for a long time and Ana Maria took the time to say quietly, "In other words, it's ok to love him."

Bianca turned her head to face her friend, "Is that advice for me or for yourself?" Ana Maria stared at her for a minute and then turned around on her cot, refusing to comment on anything about herself.

"Tell your men their duties are done."

"For the night sir?"

"No. They're done. There's no longer a need to be posted here."

"Sir?"

"Tell them."

"Yes sir."

With activities going the pace they were, James told himself he wasn't needed after he and another crewmember swabbed the deck. He went straight to his cabin and closed his eyes, hoping to get some rest, but not really expecting to. With the thoughts of Bianca running around in his mind and heart, it had been difficult to get any sort of rest lately.

So as soon as her face came into view, he tried getting his mind off her and onto other things. "Home…" he said out loud, hoping that would spur something. Elizabeth…Will…The Governor…Gillette…Wilson

He paused. "Lieutenant Jonathan Wilson…"

I am in command of this ship.

Recalling his last encounter with the young man, James thought back to when they were hiding Jack. Jonathan was the officer in command. Without a captain. He sat up quickly, forgetting how little time he actually spent thinking about that.

And how much was actually wrong with that whole thing. Where was the captain? Surely their mission wasn't to find Jack Sparrow. No possible way that could've been it. So why were they out there, so far from any ports and towns the Navy went to?

He shook his head, dropping it, all his thoughts colliding into one another. Nothing was making any sense. But randomly, a conversation sprang into his head.

…have any idea on who gave you that black eye?

Why don't you ask the bloody redcoats that work for you.

Norrington seemed to pause and look up as a light went on in his head.

Doesn't he know Sparrow is a dangerous pirate?

He ran out of his cabin faster than you could say 'aye' and ran up to where Jack was steering the ship. Almost breathless he asked, "Who gave you the black eye, Jack."

Jack paused at the suddenness of the question and said, "You did."

"No that one…the first one…the one from Port Royal…"

Jack growled under his breath, "Haven't we already been over this?"

"Please…"

The urgency in James' voice made Jack think twice about not responding. With a sigh he said, "I dunno. I wasn't fully conscious when yer officers were usin' me for target practice."

"Why were you even brought in?"

"I was wondering the streets…low profile o' course…an' a woman bumped into me…and I ran into a red coat…I was brought in front of a arrogant maggot an' the rest was for his officers."

"Who was the man?"

Jack shrugged, keeping his eyes on the horizon. Norrington pursed his lips, "Was it the man who was guarding your cell?"

The pirate shrugged again and said, "The man who was obviously in charge looked familiar, but I'm not sure from where."

Norrington sighed. His theory on Wilson faded and he went back to his cabin, muttering a 'thanks' to the captain. Nothing was for certain, but he knew something was up with Wilson- and whatever it was, it wasn't good.

"How do you know The Commodore will even be back soon?"

He shrugged, "I have my sources…just as you do."

Ted shrugged and kept dripping the liquid poison onto his sword. "So what's the plan? The Commodore comes, we assume he knows who I am and why I'm here… he goes straight to the Governor…"

"He finds the Governor dead, and maybe Will and Elizabeth and then you're there waiting for him…"

"Wait…" Ted stopped and looked his employer in the eye, "You never said anything about the Turners…"

"I'll pay you extra, don't doubt that."

Ted shook his head, "It's not that at all. It's just that…stories spread, sir. Will and Elizabeth are close with Jack Sparrow, no? Once he hears of their death…" he paused, "let's just say that Jack always gets his revenge. One way or another, he gets his revenge."

The other man rolled his eyes, "Jack is no threat to you. Jack Sparrow should be killed with the rest of them…except when the Commodore released him- well there's a guarantee that Jack won't be back here again."

Ted went back to his work and said, "You'll be there just in case something goes wrong?"

"Of course I will. I wouldn't miss that for the world."

Either the small baby inside of her was running around, or her stomach was doing flip flops. She really couldn't tell which, but if she had to guess, it would be the latter. Still, holding onto her nudged out stomach gave her comfort. Not enough though.

Will rolled over on to his side only to wife that his sleeping wife wasn't sleeping. He sighed, still semi-conscious and asked, "What's the matter?"

Elizabeth shrugged, even though Will had his eyes closed. "Something about today wasn't right."

Will frowned, trying to remember if he had done anything to upset his sensitive wife. "Anything specific you can think of?"

Completely disregarding the question, she said, "Do you know if James told anyone else about his mission?"

Will paused, trying to wake himself, "His men…maybe…Why?"

"Gillette came by today…that's all."

"And…?"

She frowned, "Well he seemed like he knew about James…but didn't know…you know?"

Will paused again and made a face, his groggy mind not really wanting to take all this seemingly complex information. "Well when James gets back…we'll ask him about it, ok hun?"

She sighed, knowing that's all Will could offer right now. She nodded to please him but in the back of her mind, she was thinking, I have a feeling it might be too late…

"Take the wheel, would ya Cotton?" The mute man nodded and followed his captain's orders with a squawk of his parrot. Jack was exhausted, and with the island of Port Royal drawing closer with every passing hour, he seemed to be more worn out than when he started.

Going into his cabin and sinking into his chair he let out a long sigh. Returning to Port Royal seemed to be taking a bigger toll on him than he expected. Maybe I won't see Will and Liz… he thought to himself as he slowly got ready for bed. The thought was more of a dim hope. With the dreams increasing, which he could only figure was because of Norrington, his view of the young couple had been distorted. Thinking their thoughts were true in his dreams and fake in reality.

They hated him. They despised him to no end.

But there was always the end of his dream that confused him. Elizabeth and Will ended up practically calling him to them. Reassuring him of their friendship, which he refused to believe in.

He sat on his bed and sighed. You were there in the first place to see them. Why worry now?

Because I thought that… he paused. He wasn't really sure why he went there in the first place. He had a need to see Will though. So why was he getting all worked up now? He slowly lay down and tried to get some sleep, knowing that the next day he would need all the rest he could get.

The window broke quickly, and with dusk still hovering over the quiet town, the fire wasn't going to be recognized for a while.

The next morning James was possibly the first one up. Port Royal wasn't more than an hour away and the crew did its best to get ready for whatever was to come. James prepared everything he would need to change quickly and hoped no one would recognize him.

"It's too quiet…"

Jack nodded, "Aye. Somethin's wrong." The two stood on the deck of the Pearl as it maneuvered into a little cove, ready to dock.

"Am I to assume that I am not the only one leaving this ship?"

Jack sighed, "Yer the only one leaving permanently. I intend on taking Ana, and Bianca with me."

"Why Bianca?"

"I thought you could break it to her gently that way."

Norrington sighed and looked away. In quiet tones he said, "There is no breaking it…she's not going to know who I really am." He looked up at Jack to make sure he got the point.

Jack paused for a second and then said, "You sure?"

Norrington nodded, "It has to be this way."

The pirate captain shrugged, "Whatever you say. I'll go get the two…if yer ready…"

"I have a feeling I'll have to get ready for a lot more than I actually planned for."

Naomi ran to the fort and into the first door. She tried to catch her breath as she stood in front of Lieutenant Gillette. "What is it?" He asked, detecting something wrong.

"The Governor…his house…it's on fire…"

Gillette quickly stood, "Was he inside? Were the Turners?"

She nodded, still trying to catch her breath. "As far as I know, sir."

The lieutenant quickly rounded up all his men and they made their way to the Governor's household, hoping to put a stop to the fire.

The four slowly walked into Port Royal with careful steps. But when they reached the town square and still there was no one who had seen them or noticed them, James knew something was wrong. "It's too quiet."

"Where is everyone?" Jack asked. Ana Maria and Bianca were informed of the situation; Jack making the excuse of why they needed to do this because 'Nathan' felt responsible.

Ana looked around and spotted a black cloud, "Over there, look…" They four looked, and James sighed.

"That's the Governor's house…" He said slowly. He took off running, while the other three took a moment to follow him.

"Go into your homes! Lock the doors!" They heard shouts coming closer, and slowly they saw groups of people leaving. Mother's weeping and carrying their children, while fathers hurried home to also protect their family. They finally arrived at the sight, and there was the Governor's house burning.

James stopped suddenly. "Will…Elizabeth." Unfortunately the two people standing next to him also heard him utter these two words. One of them being Ana Maria, who quickly realized Nathan was no pirate. He knew the Will Turner and Elizabeth Swann. Jack had lied to her.

The other was Jack. Who, after hearing this also quickly realized that the Governor wasn't the only one in that house. He took in a deep breath and bounded into the burning house.

"Jack!" Ana yelled after him. She soon realized her mistake. The guards and Gillette turned and stared at the three pirates in back of them.

Gillette's faced flushed quickly. To the men who weren't trying to douse the fire he told half of them to go after Jack and the other half to go after the three pirates. Ana Maria sprinted in one direction, while Norrington took a moment to realize the look his lieutenant was giving him. He recognized him.

Quickly grabbing Bianca's hand, James ran in a different direction.

Maybe I underestimated this man… Will thought to himself as he crouched on the floor as fire and smoke raged around him. He and Elizabeth were upstairs in her old bedroom while the Governor was mere rooms away. Elizabeth however had passed out to his knowledge and he hadn't even left the room yet.

He had heard the yells and screams from outside. But one in particular reached his ears with perfect clarity. 'Jack.'

With Elizabeth in his arms and a blanket wrapped around her tightly he kicked the bedroom door open and shielded her from the angry flames that flooded into the room. The hallway had crumpled to the floor, leaving Will nothing to do, but jump down. But jumping down would hurt Elizabeth or himself so that they wouldn't be able to leave.

"Will!" He heard a faint yell and looked down, where was it coming from? "WILL!" It came again and louder. There stood the person that Will had been yearning to see for weeks now. Jack Sparrow.

"I can't get down!" He yelled back.

"Throw her down!"

"WHAT?" Will said, clarifying the demand.

"Throw her to me!"

"Jack…" Will started to say.

He was quickly cut off, "JUST DO IT! TRUST ME!"

Will sighed and looked down through blurry eyes at the figure holding his arms open. With a leap of faith, Will let go of his bride.

"He's here you fool! He's here in Port Royal?"

Ted got up quickly, "Where did he go?"

"I don't know, but I want you to look for him!"

"Yes sir."

"And another thing…Jack Sparrow is also here, and committing suicide trying to rescue the Turners."

"Why…are…we…running?" Bianca asked, breathless. She was obvious in worse shape than she thought.

James, who was beside her was also panting, trying desperately to get air into his lungs. "Because they don't like pirates here. They like to hang them here…"

"Nathan…we don't have to be pirates…"

James paused and looked at her, thinking they were safe hiding behind a stone wall. "What?!"

"I'm serious…"

Norrington took in a deep breath, he couldn't believe they were having the conversation now, turning to look if they were still being followed he said, "Bianca, I really think there's a time and a place…"

She was silent for a minute and then she said stiffly, "You're right…"

James paused, looked back at her slowly. She was, of course, in the grip of Gillette. Before James could say anything, Gillette pulled a knife from his pocket and aimed it at her throat.

"I never would think of doing what you did…and now…now you're going to pay for it."

"Let her go."

"I'm afraid I can't do that."

"I'm not going to kill you."

"Yes…but I'm going to kill you."

Coughing the smoke out of his lungs was the first thing Jack did when he exited the Governor's house and slowly put Elizabeth down. He uncovered her and let her breath fresh air. He looked around and saw the Governor in the same position, with many blankets covering him and flat on the ground.

"Gov'nor?" Jack asked slowly.

The older man coughed and nodded, "I'm here…just barely…"

Jack nodded and left, convinced he should be okay, and went looking for Will. He ended up bumping into him as Will was quickly leaving the house. They embraced each other quite on accident and then went to where the other two were.

Will collapsed and said slowly, "What took you so long?"

Jack smirked as he also collapsed on the ground. He looked up however, only to see something that made his insides flip flop. There was Ana, with a rough hand around her middle, enclosing her arms to her body and a hand over her mouth. Jack stood up again, and slowly drew his sword. Trying to get his balance and also protect the other three people here. "Get your grimy hands off of her, Ted."

A/N2: GASP! My plot is revealed! The plot also thickens! What will happen next? OH THE HORROR OF CLIFFHANGERS!

Author Thanks

Kettch-22: Yeah, I really liked that part too! And I liked the chapter as well.

Padme17: Turners! You must've been happy with this chapter. Fling…yea that'll…wrap itself up nicely…soon.

PiratePrincess91: Uhm, Baby was chapter eleven. Elizabeth said after playing the piano "I'm pregnant" or was that chapter ten? I can't remember. Yea, pasts are always good, but tricky.

Rose Noire le Mort: Thanks!

Teela1978: Uhm, the faulty poison was something that had happened in the past…Jack knew her and knew she was one of his enemies employer for poison so he paid her to give this guy fake stuff…it's just something I made up…so you didn't really miss anything.

Scarlett Burns: New reviewer! YAY! I'm glad to…read you. lol. Omg- I do not like slashes…and I knew there were kinda of a lot of Jack- Norr ones out there…and I had never written a story with them being…civil to each other…not really.

Dawnie-7: You are hilarious. So I'm reading the bottom line of your review and you lament about Norr and Bianca, acting like it's a semi-big deal, and then simply say 'pity'. I PRACTICALLY PEED MYSELF FROM LAUGHING! I don't know why I thought it was so funny, but I loved it. lol .