Camille sat in the boys' room. It was a good size, with a tall window on the far wall. A toy chest, that was shaped like a treasure chest, was in the corner of the room. The boys were jumping on one of the beds, looking at Camille. Their hair was a deep honey brown color, like Elizabeth's and the had brown eyes that greatly resembled Will's.

"What's it like to be a pirate?" Jonathan asked as he stopped jumping.

"I want to be a pirate when I grow up!" Alexander said excitedly, as he continued to jump.

"No you don't." Camille began, "Being a pirate isn't all gold and gems... It's hard work, and it's dangerous...with storms and all. Sometimes there's arguments, but you can't go anywhere, because your in the middle of the ocean... It's quite boring after a while when there isn't any port to land at, or any other ship to-"

"To steal from." John finished for her.

"Yes... When there's none of that, it's a bore."

Alex though, heard none of this, or he choose to ignore it, "Yes, I'll be a pirate when I'm older. The ship's name will be..." Alexander bit his lip, thinking hard, "It'll be.. Turner Ship."

"How very clever." Camille said with a light smile, "And how ever did you come up with that name?"

"My name is Alexander Turner... 'Turner Ship' will be the name." He said with a big grin on his face.

Camille smiled again, "Ah... I see..."

A servant knocked on the door and looked inside. She had charming facial features, looking around to be twenty-five to twenty-nine. The girl had soft dark brown curls, with sparkling blue eyes. "Jack has come back, Miss. He says he's a gift for you." Giving a smile, she motioned down the hall. "Tis in your room..."

"Thank you...And where is he?"

"Bathing"

"Ooh..." Camille stood up, "I suppose you two best be going to bed." The boys frowned at hearing this. Walking past the girl, Camille smiled, "Have a nice evening, Polly."

"You two, Miss." She said cheerfully with a nod, before walking in the room, closing the door behind her to get the boys ready for bed.

Camille walked down the hall and walked into the large room, the fire place was already lit and a box was lying on the blankets of the bed. She gazed at the fire for a few moments, then turned back to the box and opened it. Inside was a soft deep red colored dress. She held it up and softly smiled. The dress felt like velvet. On the arms, at the elbows the velvet stopped and lace began. There was a corset, though. She had worn dresses with corsets before...

Opening the door and looking down the hall she saw that Polly was walking out of the boy's room. "Polly!" She called and the servant looked back to her with a 'Yes?' look. "Do you think you could help me with this dress?"

She nodded, "Yes..." Polly made her way towards Camille's room.

Xw (After getting into the dress...) xX

"You look beautiful, Miss." Polly said, her hands folded together

Camille smiled, she did like the dress. "You can call me Camille..." Polly shook her head. "That's an order... Call me Camille from now on."

Polly gave a light laugh then nodded, "Okay, Camille... It's beautiful ."

She smiled to herself, "Yes, It's difficult to breathe though." Camille looked down, the corset added more to her cleavage, and Camille let out a giggle because of this.

"I better see if Jack needs anything..."

Camille stared at herself in the mirror for awhile longer, then stepped out of the room into the hall. Polly was out of sight. She looked around, then walked down the hall, and down the staircase.

She put a hand on the handle of the door and pulled it open, but was stopped by a voice.

"And where are you going, Camille?" Came Will's voice, she looked to his which still looked a bit youthful, along with handsome. His arms were folded across his chest, an eyebrow quirked.

"Just to get some fresh air... I'll be back in a few minutes...Ten at the most... Please Will? I've been inside all day." Camille whined to him.

Will laughed and nodded, "Did you ask Jack?"

"Of course I did, he said I could."

Will smiled, "Be off you then...But didn't stay out to long."

Camille returned the smile, and walked outside. No, she hadn't really asked Jack... But how much would he care? She knew he's stayed out way longer then she ever would care to.

Xw (Now... this is...Back to Jack) xW

Jack lie in the large marble tub, his eyes closed peacefully, the classic smirk plastered on his face. Hearing a knock on the door, he opened one eye for a moment, "Who is it?"

A girl's voice answered him "Polly, sir."

Jack now had a wider smirk then before, as he sat up, looking to the door, "Aye, come in."

"Just wanted to know if you need anything...?"

Jack took a breath, pretending to be in deep thought, "No, Not really... Actually, come to think of it... There is."

"Yes?" She asked him.

"I want to be completely, fully clean...Except there's a place I can't reach..." Jack said, flashing a grin towards Polly who quietly giggled. Jack wet his lips, then held up a sponge, squeezing the water out of it, "Would you care to help me with washing my back?" Polly's cheeks turned pink and she smiled to herself. He continued to grin, holding out the sponge for her.