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A/N sorry it took me like forever to update! And if this chapter was a bit crap sorry about that too. Thanks for all the reviews, I'll update as soon as I can. I'm on holiday and have no more work so… Enjoy…

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12 months since it had happened, and to Jack and Ana Maria some days it seemed longer, but other days it didn't seem that long ago. Most of the time, it was never the time it really had been though.

Whenever Jack got flashbacks of the day he blamed himself for, he would go into a retreat, drinking, hardly ever coming out of his cabin and he was always extremely depressed. Other days, when nothing would come to him, he tended to stand at the helm of the Pearl, staring at the horizon feeling empty.

Then on the odd day they happened to get horrendous storms, he would stand at the helm, scanning the decks as if waiting for something to happen. As if he was waiting for his daughter to run out of his cabin once again, stand next to the railings watching the waves underneath, swirl around. He waits for the wave to come crashing onto deck, and as it falls back into the ocean take his precious little girl with it. But that day never happens again, and he cant change what had happened, or how he felt as he watched her being sucked into oblivion, killed within the first few moments of hitting the water.

That was one of those days. Twelve months to the day, practically the hour, another storm hit the pearl, as bad as the one that killed his child. That day, Jack had even more remorse on his face, the events of the year before playing though his mind, as the seconds went by. As he scanned the decks he felt a faint sign of deja vu. As he watched the moments unravel the deja vu got more intense. Before he knew what he was doing he'd moved over the deck at lightning speed, over to where Ana Maria was standing, tying down ropes to keep the ship running in the storm. Still not quite sure what he was doing, why he was doing it or how, he had pushed Ana away from the side at such a force it had sent her tumbling backwards. A look of anger crossed her face, before her eyes went wide.

A wave much the same as the one that had been around the year before, at the exact time, crashed onto the deck, sending Jack tumbling backwards with it, over the side of the railing as it moved back into the sea.

"JACK!" Ana managed to scramble to her feet, and look over the side, her eyes frantically searching the waters below for any signs of her captain and former lover. A few crew, the could stop doing their usual job without the ship being in danger also scanned the waters below much as they had done for the little girl.

Finally spotting him, Ana tied a rope firmly around her waist, gave it to one of the stronger crew and dived in after him. Not focusing on much except trying to reel the captain back to safety, Ana's mind had forgotten everything, including the fact that she hated him. Clinging firmly to his waist, Ana tugged on the rope, signaling for them to be pulled back up.

AS soon as they were back onto deck, memories flooded back into Ana's mind, but pushed them aside when she noticed that Jack had stopped breathing sometime, while they were in the air. Bending down to give him mouth to mouth, a minuet of relief washed over her as he began coughing up the water he had swallowed, and breathing by himself again. But the relief was short lived, due to the fact he was unconscious and had a high fever. Has she have let in memories of the year before, she would have realized the position she was in, at that moment in time, was the same as when their daughter had been ripped out of the water, only she couldn't be saved.

As Ana shook him, trying to make Jack wake up, her actions mirrored the ones from the day a year before. Ana shook her head, his fever was too high for him to wake, she wasn't even sure he could hear what she was saying to him. Nether the less she carried on talking to him, as well as instructing the others to help move him back into the cabin she had once shared with him.

As soon as she walked into the cabin, memories of happier years struck her like a lightning bolt. She hadn't been into that cabin for just under a year. She couldn't everywhere she looked she would remember something, whether it was to do with her and her captain, her daughter or all three of them together. Every place in the room held a memory, including the floors, walls, and ceiling, even the door.

Tears sprang to her eyes as she stood still for a moment, letting it all-wash over her. Shaking her head again, she walked over to help the ships doctor Asses her former lover. His forehead was dripping with sweat, the seawater inside his clothes made them cling to his body, highlighting his chest muscles. The doctor informed her that those clothes would have to be changed, to try and stop the fever getting a grip on him even more. The look he gave her let he know what he was thinking. Will she change him? Ana closed her eyes for a brief moment and took a deep breath before ushering him out of the room. He seemed almost reluctant to go, as if worried she would harm his captain even more if left alone with him.

With shaking hands, Ana began to remove each item of clothing. It was harder then she could have ever imagined it to be. She had found it so hard to look at the man who she believed had let their daughter be killed there she was undressing him and most probably helping to save his life. Why? She kept asking her self, as she got out fresh clothes from his draws, as she held them she had more memories flash into her head. As she pushed them away thoughts from a year ago came back, ones she thought she'd found the answers too, the ones she thought she would never have to think about ever again. And yet there they were, as dominant as ever, there inside her head, making the tears roll down her cheeks as she re dressed him, making her think that she would never ever be able to be happy, smile or laugh ever again.

Jacks breathing began to get high pitched and fast, which brought her crashing out of her thoughts. As Ana went to see what was wrong with him, as well as call out for the doctor, it looked to her as though he was having trouble breathing, until he started thrashing around and talking. As Ana bent down next to his mouth, she could only just make out what he was saying…

"I locked her in…. how did she… she… how…. No…."

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A/N I should update within the next two weeks, I hope! Please review! Suzy x