Chapter 2

Jack helped Amelia into a small wooden boat that he was going to them ashore in. After her, he placed Nevado in and then plopped the suitcase down. Then he said some last words to his crew, leaving Gibbs in charge, before stepping onto the boat himself.

He anchored his pride and joy, also known as the Black Pearl, in a hidden cove that happened to be near Port Isabel. That way the redcoats would not see the ship, and so the crew could takes turns on land if they wanted. Gibbs was the perfect person to put in charge, even though since he is first mate he would be the person anyway, because everyone liked him and listened to his word. Having him there ensured there would be no mutiny.

Jack was not worried about anything. He was prepared, with his weapons at an easy reach, and the bottles of rum in Amelia's suitcase. 'Ye can never have enough rum!' he though merrily to himself while humming the tune to 'A Pirate's Life For Me' and rowing the three of them ashore.

Amelia felt butterflies in her stomach. Yes, she was nervous about turning up on the doorstep of her family's mansion. She was not sure how they would react, but she would find out soon enough. All she could do was hope for the best. At least she looked good because she was dressed up properly, she couldn't say that much for Jack.

She had attempted at convincing Jack to dress up in proper Englishman attire earlier when they were shopping for clothes for her, but needless to say that did not go over too well with him. He preferred his own clothing, the same outfit he wore basically everyday, but he did have a couple other outfits to change into that all looked exactly the same. He was proud of himself and did not care what her family would think when they saw him.

Amelia, on the other hand, did care. She let Jack wear his regular garments, fully aware that it was not worth it fighting with him over clothes. It's not like they would be able to hide the fact that he was a pirate anyway. Her family would just have to get past that, which she expected would take some time. Ok, maybe a lot of time, but it was her family and she had confidence in them.

Jack rowed them ashore, and helped Amelia out of the boat before picking up the suitcase. Without talking, they began walking. Jack followed Amelia, assuming that she knew exactly where she was going, after all she had lived her whole life there. She lead him around and up several hills, until they ended up facing a large mansion.

'This one is even bigger than Swann's' Jack thought to himself. The greedy part of him started to take control of his mind, forcing him to wonder how much wealth could be behind those doors just waiting to be taken by him. Then his conscience kicked in, reminding him that he can't steal from her family, that would be like stealing from his own crew.

Besides, he didn't have a need to steal from them. He stuck one hand in his coat pocket and made sure that the half coin like object was still there. A grin crept across his face. He had a good feeling that soon he would being having some luck. Not that he needed it, being Captain Jack Sparrow and all. Not that he had a big ego or anything...

Amelia knocked on the door, and took one second to glance at Jack and give him a reassuring smile before facing the butler who had opened the door. He must have recognized her at first glimpse, because soon he was ushering them in and eyeing Jack suspiciously.

"Where is my uncle?" she asked him.

"In his study. I will go get him for you." he replied, bowing slightly and walking off slowly into the other room.

Jack looked around the inside of the manor. It was quite large indeed. Everything looked like it had been sent there from France and England. No wonder Amelia had acted the way she did, growing up in an environment like that. Her house looked more like a museum then it did a home.

Amelia noticed Jack eyeing everything, and so she nudged him with her elbow and whispered, "Don't steal anything." She could tell that he was estimating the worth of the objects in the mansion by the look in his eyes. She didn't think that Jack would do that to her family, but you can't be too sure when it comes to him.

When she nudged him, rather hard he thought, his attention turned to the stairs where a woman came walking down them. She looked like she was in her forties, with some wrinkles around her kind eyes. She had brown hair, like Amelia's, and she was wearing a yellow dress. She saw them as she glanced down, and so she began walking swiftly.

"My dear, Amelia!" her soft voice said as she ran over to give her niece a hug. After the short embrace she let her go and looked at her. "What are you doing back so early?" Without pausing for an answer she continued talking. "I'm so glad to see you, I've missed you. Where is the commodore?"

Amelia just smiled at her aunt, and then watched as she looked from Amelia to Jack and then back to Amelia again. When her eyes had been on Jack they widened greatly, as if she had been expecting the commodore to be standing there, but instead she only saw a gruff looking pirate. "Who is he?" she asked. "You weren't kidnapped, were you?"

Amelia laughed for a second, amused that her aunt thought Jack had kidnapped her and brought her back for ransom or something. Then she opened her mouth to finally talk. "Aunt Mary, this is Jack Sparrow..."

"CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow." Jack corrected. Even she should know to say that by know, but then again even Will introduces him as Jack Sparrow. How hard it is to say 'captain' anyway? Obviously it was hard for the people around him because they always insisted on saying his name without that title, which he had worked hard to gain and would appreciate it if people would think about that.

Amelia ignored him and continued."He is the man that I love. It's a long story, but as for the commodore I suppose he is still in Port Royal. I declined his proposal." She inspected her aunt for a reaction, but she just stood there soaking in the information she was just given.

"You- you love this man?" her aunt asked, gesturing to Jack and talking as if Jack wasn't in the room or listening.

"Yes." Amelia replied. It was an awkward moment for all of them. The three people stood there quietly, each waiting for the other to say something. Then the silence was broken when her uncle Mort entered the room.

"Amelia, you are supposed to be with Governor Swann. What are you doing back?" he asked as he entered the room and then noticed Jack. "What is a pirate doing in my house? Bradley, call the guards!"

"No, don't, he is with me!" Amelia protested, stopping him from sending for soldiers, and adding to her uncle's confusion.

"He is with you? What do you mean he is with you?"

"I brought him here to meet you, both of you." she said gesturing to Mary and Mort. "I want to marry him."

There it was. That was exactly what Jack had been expecting. They hadn't even discussed marriage yet, but he did have to consider the fact that in the society she was brought up in people married before they lived together and had kids and all. She must have thought that any two people who loved each other would get married and she was raised for the purpose of being married off. Although, he knew they did not plan on her wanting to marry a pirate. Oh right, excuse me, pirate captain.

At her statement, her uncle and aunt both had stunned expressions on their faces. "We have to talk about this." her uncle said sternly to her. Amelia followed him into another room, with Nevado trailing behind them, leaving Jack and Mary alone in the entrance hall.

"I'll show you to the guest bedroom Captain Sparrow." she said after a minute, and started walking up the stairs. Jack followed several steps behind, holding the suitcase with one hand. They stopped at a room that was in the middle of the hall, and she opened the door for him.

Jack entered the room and looked around. In the middle of the room was a large bed with bright white sheets and a light blue blanket. There was a fireplace at the side of the room, and two bedside tables at each side of the bed. They both had lanterns on them. There was a window above the bed, with white curtains covering it. On the other side of the room was a dressing screen and a wash basin.

He turned around to see that Amelia's aunt had left him, so he closed the door and set down the suitcase. Then he opened the suitcase and searched it until he found one of the bottles of rum that he had placed in there for moments like that. He opened it and then laid down on the bed, which he found very comfortable, and began to drink.

Meanwhile, Amelia was in her uncle's office explaining to him the events of the past couple weeks. He found her story hard to believe, and scolded her for going out into an unfamiliar town without an escort. When she got to the part about Jack and the Pearl, he was grateful that she was taken care of and returned unharmed, but he still was stuck on how she wanted to marry a pirate.

"That is unacceptable." he said when she brought it up again.

"But uncle, I love him." she pleaded. It was too late now, she had already made her decision and there was nothing anyone could do to change how she felt.

"The niece of a governor does not go off and marry pirates. It is improper. What would people think? I did not raise you to be this way." he replied firmly. He loved her, that was true, but what she wanted was going against everything they believed.

"I don't care what other people think!" she responded. Why was she not getting through to him? "I am doing this with or without your blessing. I just wished that you might be able to understand, or at least accept it. I was hoping that you would be happy for me."

For several more minutes they sat in silence. Mort was pondering what his niece said, and he could tell that she truly meant it. He wanted her to be happy, so maybe this time he would have to give in, but first he would need to find out about the man she was dead set on marrying. "Alright, if that is what you really want, then I will talk to him."

Amelia's face suddenly lit up. She jumped out of the plush chair she was sitting in and gave her uncle a big hug. "Thank you!"

"I'm not making any promises though." he said after they separated and he called for his butler.

Jack was still drinking, almost done the bottle, when a knock came at his door. "Aye?" he asked and the butler opened the door to announce that "his presence was requested down in the office". So, Jack set down his bottle and proceeded to follow the man to wherever the 'office' was.

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A/N: Sorry it's short, but I was in a hurry to update because it's been a while. So anyway, please review and I'll write more as soon as possible. Thank you!

TriGemini- Yeah, finally, lol.

Lauren- Yup, I hope it will be.