Elizabeth stared ahead determinedly. She had snuck out with Jack. It wasn't going to look good, but surely her father and the Commodore had to realize what she'd done. They took off as soon as Jack and Elizabeth arrived.
"Now, our first order of business is getting to Tortuga. So, off we go." Jack said, waving his hands around in the air.
"Tortuga? Why are we going there? We need to go after them." Elizabeth stopped and pointed out towards the sea. "We need to go after them men that have take Will and my children!"
"Well, Elizabeth, luv," Jack explained as though to a small child, "We can't possibly go much further without supplies," he waved his hands slightly to accentuate his point, "And unless some overwhelming change has occurred in the good Commodore, I don't think that we can get any supplies there."
"You aren't stocked?" She looks at him. "Don't speak to me as if I am a child. You should be prepared. We cannot waste anymore time!" Jack sighed and shook his head.
"Well luv, do you want the honest truth?"
"What do you mean the honest truth? What have you kept from me?" Elizabeth's worry heightened. They were wasting too much time; something drastic could have happened to her husband and children.
"Listen, luv, you can't just expect me to be able to lead a full on chase when I'm not ready to. We had this stop planned before we headed to Port Royal." He said leaning forward, losing some of the wild attitude he usually carried. "Allies at our back, savvy?"
"Fine. Just let us not dawdle, instead hurry." She turned around and headed toward her cabin.
Jack sighed and turned back toward the wheel. "Rather mouthy that one. Wonder how the eunuch deals with?"
"Hello Miss Elizabeth!" said a well-used voice said.
Elizabeth muttered under breathe. The detour to Tortuga will cause them to loose time. And it infuriated Elizabeth greatly. She missed her children, and more her husband.
"Is something wrong?" Elizabeth asked sarcastically. "My children and husband have been abducted; of COURSE there is something wrong!" She screamed with frustration as she passed by Gibbs, furiously wiping away her tears. Gibbs sighed and looked at the upset woman in front of him.
"I know this isn't going to be what you want to hear from anyone, more'r less me. But getting this upset won't do you no good. You need to have yer head on strait. You need to THINK, yeh won't do Will those children of yours any good by not thinkin'." He finished with a slight sigh. Elizabeth looked at him.
"Thank you. I just haven't had time to get my mind around what has happened." She left it at that and left for her cabin. Elizabeth walked into her cabin and collapsed on the bed. She fought back the tears that had been threatening to spill out for some time now. She finally gave in and cried. How could this have happened to them, again? Too much had happened before. Too much was risked, but now it was all occurring again. This just wasn't fair. Will and she had decided to settle down, and have children. They were going to live a peaceful life, now that plan was all obscured. She just prayed silently that they all right. Charlotte would so scared, and Chris. He wasn't as strong yet, not like his father. These events would pay a large toll on their emotions and abilities when older. It would traumatize them deeply if anything frightening would happen. So much could happen. Finally her emotionally charged mind shut down and she slept.
Jack sighed and took a deep breath of the fragrance that was uniquely Tortuga's. He smiled devilishly as he steered the Pearl into the harbor. Jack was just about to order the crew to get what they needed and only that when his thoughts were interrupted by a rather unwelcome voice.
"I'm coming with you." Elizabeth stated firmly.
"No, you're not. Luv." He added on, just for good measure.
"Yes. I am." Elizabeth snapped. She would not sit around and do nothing when her husband and children were out there in some pirate's clutches.
"Absolutely not. I'm not going to protect you from…" he faded out as he looked at Elizabeth's decidedly feminine figure. "I've got an idea." Elizabeth eyed him suspiciously.
The famous Jack Sparrow seemed to have found a new crew member. The man that followed him was smaller but seemed to have enough bravado to take on a whole crew of Tortuga's worst. His hat covered his face and his clothes seemed about five sizes too big. He trudged sullenly behind Jack. Many of the drunken men barely gave the two a second glance. And that was how Jack wanted it.
"I can't believe that this is actually working." Elizabeth grumbled.
"Shut up and don't do anything stupid." Jack said, his annoyingly smug smile never leaving his face. Elizabeth simply sighed and didn't reply. They made their way, an agonizingly slow way in Elizabeth's opinion, to a seedy looking pub called the Faithful Bride. As they entered Elizabeth watched the activity with wide eyes. Jack made his way through the mess to the bar and leaned non-commitally against it. The bartender finally made his way over, polishing a tankard that couldn't be cleaned, no matter how hard he scrubbed.
"I see yeh've made yer way back 'ere, eh Jack?" The rotund man asked.
"It would appear so." Jack answered. "Say," He said conversationally. "You haven't seen Marguerite lately, have you?" Jack asked.
"As a matter of fact," He started friendly enough, "I might have."
"Here," Jack said, none of the sarcasm he felt seeping into his voice, "Let me jog your memory." He slapped down a few coins on the counter with the last word.
"Ah, Marguerite, yes, she's still here on Tortuga."
"Where, here on Tortuga?" Jack asked.
"Oh… somewhere. Her ship's still docked." The man said. Jack threw a few more coins onto the ones that lie there.
"Ah, yes, she's got a room at the inn just down the street."
"Thank you, very much." Jack said, his patience wearing thin. He could almost understand Will and Elizabeth's frustrations. Almost. As they walked down the street, Elizabeth moved closer to him.
"Who is Marguerite?" She asked.
"Someone who's willing to help us."
