"I didn't want you to know. How did you find out?"

"My friend, Will Turner. He met you?" Sarah nodded, staring at the floor in defeat. Jack gave a sigh and walked to her. "Hey. Poppit, look at me." Sarah looked at him.

"I'm not going to tell anyone. Pirate's word of honor."

Sarah gave sound that was between a snort and a laugh. "That's funny, Jack."

Jack half-smiled and stared intently at her. She searched his face. "Don't."

"Don't what?"

"I'm not going to do this again. Face it, Jack. We won't work. Ever."

"Right." He looked down angrily, then walked back over to the door. "I must take leave of you now, pet. Unfortunately, I believe we have more than just you to worry about here." He turned and opened the door, only to be met with a fist to the face. "That was unexpected," he managed to get out before falling to the floor.

"Jack!" Sarah ran to him. "Are you alright," she asked before glaring up at the shadow falling across the door. "What the hell was that about?"

Sarah stopped when she saw the man in the doorway. "Who are you?"

"Just a messenger. You're being watched very carefully. Watch your step, little miss. And as for you, pirate, it'd be best if you leave this island. Things are about to get very ugly around here. Be a pity if something happened to your governess friend and her husband. Ta." He was gone in a flash, moving with the speed only a vampire could possess. Sarah tried to process the information she'd just been given. Then she remembered Jack.

"Oh, are you alright?" She looked down at him and froze. Blood was dripping from his cut lip.

"Yes, I'm fine. Just a bit of a scrape, kitten." Jack got up and steadied himself against the open door. He looked up and noticed and the odd way she was looking at him. "What?"

"Jack, leave."

"Sarah, I'm a bit confused-"

"GO! Please! I can't control myself for ever." Jack reached up and touched his lip. "Oh. Yes well. I'll come back later. Stay inside."

Jack walked back to the governor's mansion with the swagger of a man who was in true danger and didn't care. He walked up the pathway to the front door and stopped, his brow furrowed in confusion. The elegant front door was barely hanging on to its hinges and the several windows were broken. Stepping over the busted doorframe, Jack pulled his pistol from its holster.

"Will? Elizabeth?"

"In here, Jack." Elizabeth's voice carried from the formal dining room. Jack stepped over the rubbish on the floor and into the room where Elizabeth and Will were surveying the damage. Elizabeth clutched at the scarf wrapped around her neck, angrily watching several servants pick through the waste that was her home.

"Oh, for heaven's sake, Jack, put your sword away. It was simply burglars having some fun while we were out discussing matters with Father."

Will walked away from the window that had been smashed and put his arm on Elizabeth's shoulders.

"She's right. There's no sign it was anything more serious," Will said, raising his eyebrow at Jack, silently warning him not to mention Sarah.

"Righ', righ'. Well, huh I guess I'll just have a go at the pub," Jack said with a grin, his senses all a-tingle again.

Elizabeth bade him good night and made her way upstairs. Will and Jack went into the foyer where there were no servants around to eavesdrop.

"Who do you think did this, mate?"

Will shook his head. "I have no idea. Elizabeth's father has many enemies of course, but no one who would ransack a house just for the hell of it."

Jack couldn't ignore the feelings anymore. He opened the door and looked out into the dusk, his eyes sweeping the gardens. He rubbed his head, a slight headache starting to form above his left eye.

"Master Turner, Mistress would like a word with you," said a young woman dressed in servants' garb.

"Alright. Thank you, Anna. Jack, I'm sorry but I must go see what she wants. Anything to make her happy y'know. I'm sure this was just a group of town swindlers, nothing more. Get a room, get some sleep. You look like you need it, Jack."

With those parting words, Will went up the twisting staircase to attend to Elizabeth. Jack sent a shady look to Anna and then walked out the door, leaving the girl to giggle mindlessly.