Okay, here's An update: I will currently be updating every day, save the weekends, or at least every second day for the next twenty… two chapters… meaning that I'll update up to chapter 25 and then from there I will finish it, I've found most of my files and re-written most of them, so I am ahead of the game.

For any of you who read my stories in Morgan S. AfireInside888, or SixthYearGryffindor this is exactly the reason I have not updated lately, I've been re-vamping ALL of my old 'you' stories so I could post them and will have all of my #1 chapters up hopefully on Friday and have chapters up everyday there after. For those of you reading this that have not read in my other fanfic files… check out 'Truth And Dishonesty' and 'Between Good And Evil' in the SixthYearGryffindor archive and 'Something More' and 'POTC: the Missing Link' in AfireInside888, they're some of my best new ones… hope to see some reviews…

I will be updating way more often nowadays in all three files, but I cannot Guarantee your favorite story will be updated everyday because I have a lot of work to go through to get all of them done by the end of the year. Once I've redone all of my old chapters, updates will be less frequent because from there I have to re-work my plots and stuff…

Any who, on with the story…

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Chapter Three: Jack Who?

It was Norrington, Who, when Elizabeth had refused his proposal, turned his attention to Morgan, and tried to win her heart, although in the past few days his attention had been elsewhere Morgan don't know where. He probably, finally, had caught her subtle hints, and realized she didn't like him, or his company.

"Nice to see you James," Morgan was trying to sound pleased although she wasn't, and smiled none the less. "I haven't seen you in days." He looked at her, smiling back.

"Yes, Well, I've been pre-occupied making some long-awaited arrangements." He said and she wondered what they could be. He lifted her hand and lightly kissed the back of it. They both climbed down to the rowboat. They both sat silent for most of the way to land. "I hope the trip wasn't too boring for you." He said breaking the silence.

"No," Morgan paused. , "It was much less than that." she said but then bit her tongue feeling as if she had said too much. He looked at her, obviously wondering what she had meant by that statement. More silence followed. But again, he was the first to break it.

"May I ask why it is that, you, are going to a place like Tortuga?" he questioned.

"I'm visiting, relatives." Morgan tried to say it without sounding nervous. " My brother and his family asked me to come stay for a while." she felt a sudden jolt as the boat hit the shore, and she heard the sound of the sand on the bottom of the boat. The man who was rowing got out and helped Morgan out as well, placing all her bags on the beach. Morgan picked up her bags and started walking. The Commodore came up beside her.

"Well, in that case, allow me to escort you to their place of residence." her heart skipped a few beats, and then beat very fast. "It is not a safe place for a woman to walk unescorted." Morgan looked down, watching her feet as she walked.

"I'm supposed to meet my brother's wife at her work." she lied.

"Then I'll walk you there." He demanded and Morgan couldn't protest. He just walked beside her, his hands behind his back; he didn't even grab any of her bags to lighten her load.

Morgan and Norrington walked for a while, silent. Out of the corner of her eye she spotted a small dress shop and turned to Norrington, Pointing to it.

"There it is, Thank you for walking with me James, I greatly appreciate It." she curtsied as best she could with the large load and hurried towards the small building. Upon getting inside Morgan closed the door behind her and looked out the window, thankfully Norrington was gone. Morgan looked around and spotted a woman at a table in the corner looking back at her rather surprised. Morgan became embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, I'm new here in Tortuga, and there was someone following me." A smile crossed her face.

"S'ok lass, I'm Tabitha, Whas yer name?" she walked over to Morgan, who gave her her name. "Well Morgan is it? Come sit and have some tea." She said, pulling her towards the back of the shop. She sat her down at the table and disappeared through a door. She returned with a platter of tea, cups and all the necessities.

"Where do you think I could find a place to stay, and possibly a job?" she thought about it for a moment.

"Well the bar is always lookin'fer new barmaids," she paused debating whether to tell her why or not "and I s'pose that ol' Ned'd 'ave a spare room fer ye."

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Morgan was headed towards the bar, and it was dark so she could barely see a thing. She had the feeling that she was being followed, so she sped up her pace. As she walked she saw that there was a ship Anchored always out from the land. Morgan kept walking using the piece of paper with the directions that Tabitha had given her and the bar came into view. As she stepped up to the door it opened and a drunk stumbled out, she stepped out of his way and then into the door. The bartender looked up, and upon seeing Morgan he came out from behind the bar.

"I take it yer lookin' fer a place ta stay," he said grabbing some of your bags; Morgan let go of them reluctantly.

"And a job, if possible." She added in.

"Well, unfortunately, there are no vacancies upstairs, but I own the house next door, and ye can stay there fer t'nite' he said opening the bar door and stepping out with Morgan right behind him. "And as fer the job, ye can start t'nite, servin' tables." She just nodded in gratitude. He stepped up to the door and unlocked it, stepping in, and turning on the light, still with her right behind. Her were in the kitchen, it was small but it was nice. He handed her the key. "Be at the bar in half an hour." He opened the door and was about to step out when he stopped himself, turning back to look at her. "And ye might want to wear something a little less… fancy." He said and left Morgan there all by her self.

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Morgan spent most of the time looking around, and found a room suitable for sleeping in. Then she changed and headed for the bar.

Morgan walked in and a woman greeted her, handing her a white apron.

"Ye must be the new girl Ned was tellin' me 'bout. I'm Lucy." She handed Morgan a couple of full mugs and pointed to a table in the corner, giving her a small nudge in the right direction. she gave the men there the mugs and returned. "How old are ye sweetie, ye couldn't be older than twenty could ye?" she asked. Morgan gave her a puzzled look.

"I'm twenty-one in three days, why? Is that a problem? Ned isn't going to fire me is he?" she replied worried. Fired seconds after being hired wasn't one of Morgan's wishes.

"No, It's just quite a young age for an obviously well brought up girl likes yerself to be all by her onsies in a place like Tortuga.' She Paused and then frowned. "So what are ye doin' here anyways? Where'd you come from?" she finished.

"I came from Porte Royale, but the rest is a long story that I'd rather not tell." She handed Morgan more mugs, pointing.

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It was late and the bar was empty, except for one drunk, passed out on a table. Lucy walked over to him.

"Sid. Yer gonna have ta go, we've got ta close up." She said. Sid opened his eyes, and tried to lift his head, but was unsuccessful, it fell back down with a thud and he was out cold. Ned walked in the room just then.

"Ferget 'bout 'im luc, I'll get rid of 'im." He said. Looking around. "Uhh… Did Jack show up yet?" He asked her.

"No, he never showed up." She replied.

"Thas funny he said he would be back t'nite." He had a disappointed tone. He walked over and picked up Sid. "I'll drop Sid 'ere off outside and head home, you two lock up." Morgan got up the courage and asked the question that was buzzing about in her head.

"Who's Jack?" both of them looked at her in shock.

"Are ye kiddin'me? Ye don't know who Captain Jack Sparrow is?" Morgan shook her head as Ned finished.

"No, I can't say I do." Morgan said still searching her memory.

"Now, now, Ned she's not frum 'round 'ere." Lucy said in her defense.

"Well ye'll likely meet 'im tomorrow.' he said to Morgan then turned the doorknob. "I want ye both back 'ere early tomorrow night, with jack coming back the festivities will be startin' early." He left her to ask Lucy the rest of her questions about this 'mystery man'.

"So why would they be celebrating this… Jack's return, what's so special about him?" Morgan asked.

"He's only the most well-known pirate in the Caribbean." She answered.

"Pirate?" Morgan asked with a worried look on her face.

"He's harmless." She assured her, though Morgan weren't quite convinced. They both put on their coats and headed out the door, she locked it, and they said their goodnights, headed for home. If that were what you would call it.

When Morgan got inside she was so tired she for got to lock the door, she went upstairs and slipped into bed without changing, and quickly fell into a peaceful sleep.

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