Anna and company, minus Jack, trudged up a hill to Damien's place. It was
an old mansion, sort of run down, like the rest of Tortuga, yet welcoming.
Out front stood a young man of about seventeen.
"ANNA!" he exclaimed. Anna ran the rest of the way up the hill and into his arms. "I thought it was you're ship I saw in the port."
"Damien! It's been too long, mon frère."
"Oui, ma soeur. Too long." He kissed each of her cheeks and she kissed his. Alex stood by his mother and father, watching. He did not like this one bit. "Who are your friends?"
"Oh, yes, Damien, this is Governor William Turner from Port Royal, his wife, Elizabeth and their son, Alex. Everyone, this is my very good friend, Damien LaGraff."
"Bonjour," he said politely.
"I'm sorry, but I do not speak French, sir," Alex said sharply. Damien looked extremely offended, Anna shocked and Will angry.
"Alex, will you come here for a moment? I need to speak with you," his father said sternly. Alex flushed red and went aside with his father. "Alex, I expect you to be on your best behavior wherever you go. Damien is Anna's best friend. They grew up together. I expect you to be polite to him. Anna would want that."
Alex looked away from his father to Damien and Anna, who were speaking to each other in French. It looked like Anna was defending him, and he felt a pang of regret for speaking so rash.
"Now, if you will go and apologize."
"Yes, Father." Alex turned to go over but Anna's look stopped him dead in his tracks. She was very angry and upset. "Anna, I-"
"Don't start, Alex," she said and went inside. Elizabeth followed her, trailed by Will, leaving Alex alone with Damien.
"From what Anna 'as told me, she is very fond of you. Why did you hurt her?
"I'm sorry- I never meant to, honest! It's just that-"
"You were jealous. Not to worry. Anna's not with me in any way, in case you're wondering. She's more of a sister than anything else to me. Now come inside before it gets too dark."
"Thank you," Alex said thoughtfully.
"No problem, and don't worry. I'll talk to Anna," Damien replied.
As they stepped inside they saw that Elizabeth and Will were quite impressed.
"You have a lovely home," Elizabeth said.
"Oh I haven't been to cleaning up in a while, but I guess compared to the rest of Tortuga, it's heaven," he said.
Just then Jack stormed in, clearly more drunk than usual, with Fay hanging on his arm.
"Oh no, he's back," Damien sighed.
"Hey Frenchy, made up anymore stupid rules for the code lately?" Jack asked playfully.
"Nope, sorry we stopped when parley got such a bad review," he answered.
"HA! Good to see you old friend," Jack slurred out.
"You too, Sparrow, and I see you've brought a friend,"
"Well that's Captain Sparrow to you and this is Fay McBride, please tell me you know her."
"Yes, I do, fine to see you again Fay. How long has it been?" he asked Fay.
"I'm going out on a limb and saying about two hours, since your last keg o' rum," she answered.
They all laughed and Jack led Fay into the next room.
"So where exactly do you live?" Jack asked.
"Above the pub, but don't be getting any ideas," she ordered.
With Jack and Fay out of the way, the rest of them, except Anna, were ushered into the sitting room by Damien.
"So Governor Turner." Damien began.
"Please call me Will," he answered.
"Oh, Will. I have a question, are you Bootstr-"
"Yes, but please, not now," Will said, as he glanced at Alex who was still unknowing to what was going on.
"Ah yes I see,"
Then Alex stepped in, "And why am I the one who's left in the dark when it come to this Bootstrap thing."
"Because he was an amazing pirate, and your damn grandfather." Anna had entered the room and told Alex straight up what was going on.
"Anna!" yelled Will.
"Oh get over it. Your father was a pirate, and a good one at that. Face the facts Will, he had to find out sooner or later, and I'm sure Felicity has found out, if she's not dead already." Anna was now shouting with anger.
If there was any color left in Elizabeth's face, it had all drained with that statement.
"You really think she's dead." Elizabeth went to sobbing in Will's arms.
"Who's Felicity?" Damien asked, as now he was in the dark.
"Oh, no Elizabeth I'm sorry. She's fine, I'm so sorry. I was speaking in anger." Anna was now pleading for forgiveness.
"I forgive you, Anna, but we have to leave as soon as possible. I want my Felicity back." Anna went up to Elizabeth and hugged her, then went over to Damien.
"Damien we have a serious problem," Anna said, and she told him the entire story and he complied immediately.
"Yes of course, we will leave once Fay can get us that crew. Will we be taking your ship, or the Pearl?" Damien asked.
Jack then entered. "Well seeing as that my ship is still in Port Royal, with no crew I might add, we will be taking the Navigator."
"The crew will be ready by eleven, and you can be off by twelve," Fay added.
"Good then, we leave in the morning. I assume that you will be staying here for the night?" Damien asked.
"All but me, Damien, I'll be staying with Fay," Jack said.
"In your dreams, Jackie," Fay spat.
"Always," answered Jack.
That night after everyone had gone to sleep, Damien and Anna were out on the veranda, talking.
"Where have you been all this time, Anna?"
"Out and about."
"That's helpful."
"What?"
"I've been tying to get in touch with you since you left the last time."
"Why?"
"I've been lonely. No one to talk to."
"Poor you. Go down to the Bride and talk to Fay."
"It's not the same. Sure Fay is fun to talk to, but I miss you. No one else on this god-forsaken rock can speak French."
Anna laughed. "Oui, I understand how you feel. I may be English, but I do miss our little conversations."
"I thought you would."
Anna smiled and looked out over the town. "It's surprisingly warm up on this hill," she said, rolling up the sleeves of her shirt.
"What's that?" Damien asked, grabbing her right arm.
"Nothing," she said, trying to pull away.
"Where did you get that?"
"Nowhere."
"Anna, tattoos don't appear out of thin air."
"Fine. I got it the last time I was in Tortuga."
"Oh really, and what is it supposed to represent? I don't really think you'd get a rose tattoo for the hell of it, Anna."
"Ever heard of the Red Rose of the Caribbean?"
"Oui."
"That's me."
"Oh really?"
"Really."
"Anymore secrets you want to tell me?"
"Uh. Not really."
"Anna."
"It's Alex."
"What? What has he done to you?"
"He hasn't done anything to me, Damien. I'm fine."
"Then what about Alex?"
"It's just- strange. Do you know what I mean?"
Damien smiled. "Oui."
"I thought you would."
Damien took Anna in his arms. "I'm happy for you, Anna." He kissed her forehead. "Now off to bed with you."
"Bonne nuit, Damien."
"Bonne nuit, Anna."
Anna smiled and left.
~*~
Dova was pacing back and forth in his stateroom. "Where the hell are they? They should have at least been in our sights by now." Just then Peter Shore walked in.
"Captain, the crew is getting annoyed with the prisoners. They keep banging on the cell walls, and making smart remarks. Especially the one they call Devin," Shore reported. "Why did we take them anyway?"
"Because! I didn't want Sparrow on our tails too early. But he is running a little late. Where the hell could he be?"
"So then why did we take the crew from the Navigator?" Shore asked.
"They witnessed us capturing the other crew," Dova said. "And now they'll never live to tell the tale."
Meanwhile, below deck, Felicity was locked up in a cell with Calvin, Devin, Gibbs and Anamaria. She was cowering in a corner, away from the others.
"What luck," she muttered. "I'm stuck on a pirate ship in the middle of the ocean with a group of rebel pirates. How much worse could it get?"
Gibbs handed her a small flack with a brown substance in it. "Want some rum, luv?"
"Ugh, I would never!"
"Yer mother did," Anamaria said.
"My mother! How dare you say that!"
"It's true, love," Devin said, taking the flask from Gibbs, drinking some, then handing it to Calvin.
"Who are you people?" she asked.
"Calvin Alex, first mate of the Navigator."
"Devin Alex, second mate of the Navigator."
"Anamaria Danes, first mate of the Black Pearl."
"Joshamee Gibbs, second mate of the Black Pearl."
"Wait, you two-," She pointed at Calvin and Devin. "I thought you were the first and second mates of Captain Sparrow's ship."
"Jack was just trying to cover up the fact that Anna had her own ship. Dova doesn't know that," Calvin said.
"So then why did he take her crew, too, if he didn't know that it was hers?" Felicity asked.
"Witnesses," Anamaria said. "They witnessed him taking us onto his ship."
"Oh. So, what now?" Felicity asked.
"We wait," Gibbs said.
"What aren't you going to try and get us out of here! I don't know about you but I don't want to stay here. You're pirates, do- something," she pleaded.
"No, we have to wait. Jack and Anna will be along eventually. If they really like you like you think they do, then they'll come soon enough. Plus, Jack'll come after us cause he can't sail that damn ship without us," Gibbs explained.
"Then where are they?" Felicity asked desperately.
"Didn't you hear anything he just said?" Anamaria was instilling fear into Felicity. "He can't sail the ship alone, so he's got to get a crew. He's probably in Tortuga right now. He'll be here within three days."
"It's going to be a long three days. Can I try some of that rum?" Felicity asked.
"Are you sure little lady?" Gibbs asked.
"Mr. Gibbs, my grandfather was Bootstrap Bill, my father is most likely a pirate, my mother is a rebel, and I'm going to be stuck in a jail cell with pirates for the next three days, I'm not really looking to be proper." Felicity's voice had risen greatly in volume by this time. "Now can somebody please give me some rum!"
~*~
"Fay, dear, will you please come with us?" Jack asked her.
"I have already told you, no! I have the pub to look after."
"But my dear-"
"Oh don't give me that Jack. I am NOT going."
"Please?"
"No!"
"All right, Jack, that's enough," Anna said, coming into the room with Damien. "Fay, have you gotten the crew together?"
"Yes, Anna. They're waiting down at the dock."
"Wonderful! Jack, Damien, take Alex, Elizabeth and Will down to the dock with you and inspect them."
"All right, Anna," Damien said and left. Jack sighed and followed him out.
"Fay, I need a favor."
"Sure. Anything."
"Ok, meet me at your pub in five minutes."
"All right."
Fay turned and left, leaving Anna in the huge house alone. She sighed. I better get going. She grabbed her weapons and left. A few moments later, she ducked into the Faithful Bride.
"There you are Anna!" Fay called. "Over here! What is it that you need?"
"Some clothes."
"But don't you have some?"
"Two shirts, a coat and a pair of breeches. That's it. And Elizabeth is going to need some."
"Oh! Well then, come with me. I'm sure I've got some."
Fay led Anna up to her home above the pub. She headed to the wardrobe and pulled a bunch of clothes out.
"Here you go. Feel free to take whatever you need."
"Thank you so much."
"No problem. Just make sure I get some of it back." With that, she turned and left, muttering something about pirates and ruining everything they own. Anna smiled and set to quickly looking for clothes.
When she came down ten minutes later, she was dressed in a black shirt with a cream-colored bodice over it, like Fay's, but instead of pants, she wore a long black skirt. Two bags hung over her shoulders. Around her waist was her belt with her sword and pistol on it.
"Very nice, Anna," Fay said.
"Thank you. I have to go now. I'll say good bye to Jack for you."
"Thanks! I'll, see you soon, I hope."
"Oh don't worry, you will."
~*~
Alex sat on the dock, with his feet dangling over the water. He was deep in thought. My grandfather was a pirate! My father was a pirate! And what am I? Nothing? He sighed and slammed his fist onto the dock. No one seemed to notice. They were all busy loading supplies onto the ship. Even his mother had decided to pitch in. Alex looked around again for Anna, but she was nowhere to be seen. He sighed and looked back out onto the water.
"Is this seat taken?" asked someone from off to his right. He shook his head.
"No."
"Good." A pair of legs appeared in corner of his eye. He turned to look at the speaker.
"Listen, I don't want-Anna?"
"Hello, Alex," she said softly. There was an uncomfortable silence.
"Listen, I-" they began at the same time. "I'm sorry- No, don't be- Will you forgive me? Of course!" They said the same things to each other at the same time, making them burst into laughter and hug.
"Oh, Anna!" Alex cried. "I never meant to hurt you."
"And I'm sorry for being so rash last night. I know your parents didn't want you to know about your grandfather, but I was so upset."
"There's nothing for you to be sorry about. I understand. I was a little rash last night towards Damien. I guess I was just jealous. I'm sorry."
Anna laid her head on his chest and shut her eyes. Alex blushed. "S- s- s- sorry," she yawned.
"It's all right. You're exhausted." He wrapped his arms around her and she fell asleep instantly.
"All right you two, enough is enough," Jack said as he came over.
"Hush, Jack." Damien was standing nearby, "Anna's asleep."
"Oh right. Let's get her onto the ship," he replied, as he reached for Anna.
"No. I've got her," Alex said quickly. He slid his left arm under her legs and shifted onto his knees. Finally, he was able to stand. Anna, miraculously, was still sleeping. Alex walked her onto the Navigator and into her cabin. He laid her on the bed and covered her with a blanket. He then turned to leave, but she stirred.
"Alex." she said sleepily.
"What is it, Anna, love," he asked her, kneeling by the bed.
"Tell-tell Jack and, and Damien not to kill each other and."
"And what?"
She yawned again. "Make sure the ship gets out of harbor in one piece."
"Aye, Captain," he said playfully and kissed her forehead. She smiled.
"And Alex?"
"What?"
"Don't be too long."
"I won't, love, I promise."
"I'll make a pirate out you yet," she said, rolling onto her side and falling back asleep. Alex smiled with content, kissed her lightly, and went out onto the deck. Still smiling, he went to find Jack and Damien.
"Three kegs are NOT enough rum, Frenchy!" Jack was yelling.
"I don't care," Damien said coolly. "Anna said three."
"Well I say five."
"Are you paying?"
"No.."
"Well then, three it is."
"Not fair!"
"It is, too."
"What are you looking at, pretty boy?" Jack asked Alex.
"Nothing. Anna just sent me to make sure the two of you don't kill each other and that her ship gets out of harbor in one piece."
"Oh really?"
"Really."
"Why you little-"
"Jack, come off it."
"I have to go and find my father now. It was nice talking to you, gentlemen."
Jack glared at him as he turned and left.
"Annoying little brat," Jack muttered.
"Cut the kid some slack, Jack. He's not like us."
"Exactly why I don't want him around. You see the way Anna looks at him."
"Come on, Jack. You've talked so much about her finding a nice man to keep her in line. Alex is the perfect one." "The kid's got no sense of adventure. He's always preparing for things."
"It will be good for Anna. You know she'd go out on a limb anytime she felt like it. Like another pirate I know."
"Watch it, Frenchy."
"She gets it from you, Sparrow."
"Captain Sparrow, to you, Frenchy."
"Quoi que ce soit."
"Don't you speak French to me!"
"Whatever."
Jack glared at Damien for a moment. "I guess you're right."
"When am I not?"
"You sound like Anna."
"I wonder where she gets it from.?"
"Hush it, you."
Damien sighed. "Here." He tossed Jack a bag of shillings. "Run and get yourself three more kegs of rum. And don't be too long."
"Since when do you give orders?"
"Just go."
Jack raised his eyebrow and walked off. Damien sighed and watched him go. "I'm going to go check on Anna," he said to no one in particular. He looked around the deck. Alex was talking with his father; Elizabeth was nowhere to be seen and the rest of the crew was busy loading supplies.
"Alex!" he called. Alex looked at him. "Take charge, I'll be in with Anna."
"Yes, Damien," Alex replied.
Damien nodded and went into Anna's cabin. She was sitting by the porthole, looking out onto the ocean.
"I thought you were sleeping?"
"Yes, well, I couldn't."
He sat down next to her. "Anna, love, you need to sleep."
"I- I know. I'm just- I want to make sure everything is running smoothly."
"You don't trust Jack and I with your ship?"
"Well-yes. I mean no. I mean I don't trust you two. Not together."
"Oh really?"
"Really."
"Why not?"
"I don't know, I just don't. Instinct."
Damien gave her thick red braid a tug. "Hey! What was that for?"
"Oh I don't know. I just- felt like it."
She raised her eyebrow at him. "So, where's Jack?"
"I sent him to get some more rum. He wouldn't shut up."
"Figures."
Damien wrapped his arms around Anna and hugged her close. "Anna, love, I love you, and I care for you. You're the only family I've ever had, and I couldn't ask for more. And I am so happy that you are happy."
Anna closed her eyes and leaned against him. "I love you, too, Damien. And I couldn't have asked for anymore either. Now, who did you leave in charge?"
"Alex."
"Ok, Damien, I may love him, but he does not know how to captain a ship."
"Relax, Anna, it's temporary. I promise."
"Well, I'm going to go and check."
"Anna."
Anna ignored Damien, stood and went out onto deck. What she saw took her breath away. "They-they are. organized?"
"Dear God, the man's a saint, Anna," Damien said, coming up behind her. "Organized pirates, who on this God-forsaken world has heard of that?"
"Not me," Anna muttered. "And I'm not sure anyone else has either."
"What is going on here?" Jack asked, dumbfounded.
"Organization, Jack, though I'm not certain you know what that is," Anna said smartly, resulting in a hard stare from her uncle. "Did you get the rum?"
"Aye, two kegs. Fay wouldn't give me anymore."
"It's good she didn't." Another glare.
"So, who's responsible for this?"
"Alex, I do believe," Damien answered. Jack's jaw dropped.
"Pretty boy?"
"Jack!!" Anna exclaimed.
"Sorry, Anna," he muttered.
"I'm going to go and find him," she said to herself and walked away.
~*~
Commodore John Doran slammed his hand down onto the table for the third time that day. The letter in his hand was wrinkled from being crumpled and read so many times. The former governor, Wheatherby Swann, paced back and forth in front of him.
"They have just disappeared? All four of them?" Swann said.
"Yes, sir, they have. We have Sparrow's ship in the harbor, but there is no sign of him or his crew."
"Do you think Sparrow did something to them?"
"I cannot say that. Weren't the governor and Sparrow friends?"
"Yes."
"Commodore?" a young man said, entering.
"Yes, Lieutenant Norrington? Did you find anything worthwhile?"
"Yes, sir. Apparently, there was another ship left the port later that same night. The Navigator, sir."
"Is there any idea who owns it?"
"No, sir. But I do believe the owner is acquainted with Sparrow."
"More pirates!" Mr. Swann exclaimed.
"Lieutenant, get the Dauntless ready to sail. I will meet you at the dock in thirty minutes."
"Yes, sir. Right away, sir."
"You are going after them, Commodore?"
"Yes. I don't intend to let any more pirates get away from me, sir. Now, for the time being, I'm leaving you in charge of Port Royal."
"I never thought this would happen again."
"Nothing is happening again, sir."
"If that is what you want to say, Commodore, then so be it. I will be upstairs if you need me."
~*~
James Aden sat in his stateroom aboard the Devastator. Captain Dova said to him, that night in Port Royal, that he would come back for him because he had helped him find "Anna". Benjamin Dova never broke his promises, and now he was stuck on a pirate ship, in the middle of the ocean. "If it weren't for the fact that I can try to get Anna Sparrow from right under Alex Turner's bloody nose, I would really not want to be here."
"I'm not so sure you would want a girl like Sparrow, Mr. Aden," Benjamin Dova said, sitting next to him.
"You have no right to tell me what I would and would not like! And even less of a right to intrude on my privacy!"
"It's my ship, I'll do what I like."
James glared at Dova before saying; "Why would I not want Anna? She's beautiful, young and athletic."
"She's a pirate."
"You lie!"
"Why would I lie about her?"
"Because you're a pirate, that's why."
"Maybe yes, but I keep my word, don't I?"
James sighed. "Yes, you do. Now, tell me the truth, is Anna a pirate?"
"Aye, she is. And I hate to admit it, but she's good. And I want her dead."
James gasped. "Dead? Why?"
"She's Jack Sparrow's niece, that's why. I want Sparrow to suffer like I have, loosing the only family I had. My cousin, Gregory Barbossa."
"You. you were his cousin?"
"Aye, I am."
"And you want Sparrow's niece dead, because he killed your cousin. Did she ever do anything to you?"
"No."
"Well, then. I really don't think it is fair that you kill her."
"I'm a pirate. I don't play fair." With that, Dova stood and left.
~*~
Anna and Alex stood at the bow of the Navigator. Anna was leaning over the railing, looking down into the water and Alex was sitting on a nearby crate, watching her.
"Anna, is there something wrong, love?" he asked her.
"Aye, there is. You're talking like a pirate."
"Oh really? So are you."
"I am a pirate."
"No? I wouldn't have guessed."
"Spare me, Alex," she sighed. "Fine! If you want to know what's bothering me-" she stopped.
"Anna."
"I don't want to talk about it! Alex if you would just leave me alone."
"No."
She sighed. "Well the thing is, I'm, I'm worried. I've never been worried in my life. I mean it's my fault that Felicity's gone isn't it? I'm just worried that we won't find her."
"Anna, there are some wonderful pirates on this ship and you're a great Captain, and to my regret Jack isn't too shabby himself."
"Thank you, Alex."
The Navigator was on its way and within three days it would be catching up to the Devastator. Two days had passed and the inhabitants of the ship were restless.
"A-hoy! Captain Anna, we be comin' up on the Devastator," cried a crewmate.
"What! There's no way we could have caught up to him in two days time. Not if he's at full speed," Anna said.
"That's 'cause he's not at full speed. He's waiting for us," Jack whispered. Only this whisper, everyone could hear. Jack walked up toward the bow of the ship and looked out at the Devastator. "Here we come."
~*~
"Here they come," whispered Dova. Only this whisper, everyone could hear.
~*~
A/N: Thanks to all who have survived up to this point. I'm sorry, I know it's long, but this is the product of having too much time on my hands this summer. Once I post chapter 6, it may take a while for me to post again. Thank you all again for lasting to this point. TTYL!
~~~Anna Sparrow~~~
"ANNA!" he exclaimed. Anna ran the rest of the way up the hill and into his arms. "I thought it was you're ship I saw in the port."
"Damien! It's been too long, mon frère."
"Oui, ma soeur. Too long." He kissed each of her cheeks and she kissed his. Alex stood by his mother and father, watching. He did not like this one bit. "Who are your friends?"
"Oh, yes, Damien, this is Governor William Turner from Port Royal, his wife, Elizabeth and their son, Alex. Everyone, this is my very good friend, Damien LaGraff."
"Bonjour," he said politely.
"I'm sorry, but I do not speak French, sir," Alex said sharply. Damien looked extremely offended, Anna shocked and Will angry.
"Alex, will you come here for a moment? I need to speak with you," his father said sternly. Alex flushed red and went aside with his father. "Alex, I expect you to be on your best behavior wherever you go. Damien is Anna's best friend. They grew up together. I expect you to be polite to him. Anna would want that."
Alex looked away from his father to Damien and Anna, who were speaking to each other in French. It looked like Anna was defending him, and he felt a pang of regret for speaking so rash.
"Now, if you will go and apologize."
"Yes, Father." Alex turned to go over but Anna's look stopped him dead in his tracks. She was very angry and upset. "Anna, I-"
"Don't start, Alex," she said and went inside. Elizabeth followed her, trailed by Will, leaving Alex alone with Damien.
"From what Anna 'as told me, she is very fond of you. Why did you hurt her?
"I'm sorry- I never meant to, honest! It's just that-"
"You were jealous. Not to worry. Anna's not with me in any way, in case you're wondering. She's more of a sister than anything else to me. Now come inside before it gets too dark."
"Thank you," Alex said thoughtfully.
"No problem, and don't worry. I'll talk to Anna," Damien replied.
As they stepped inside they saw that Elizabeth and Will were quite impressed.
"You have a lovely home," Elizabeth said.
"Oh I haven't been to cleaning up in a while, but I guess compared to the rest of Tortuga, it's heaven," he said.
Just then Jack stormed in, clearly more drunk than usual, with Fay hanging on his arm.
"Oh no, he's back," Damien sighed.
"Hey Frenchy, made up anymore stupid rules for the code lately?" Jack asked playfully.
"Nope, sorry we stopped when parley got such a bad review," he answered.
"HA! Good to see you old friend," Jack slurred out.
"You too, Sparrow, and I see you've brought a friend,"
"Well that's Captain Sparrow to you and this is Fay McBride, please tell me you know her."
"Yes, I do, fine to see you again Fay. How long has it been?" he asked Fay.
"I'm going out on a limb and saying about two hours, since your last keg o' rum," she answered.
They all laughed and Jack led Fay into the next room.
"So where exactly do you live?" Jack asked.
"Above the pub, but don't be getting any ideas," she ordered.
With Jack and Fay out of the way, the rest of them, except Anna, were ushered into the sitting room by Damien.
"So Governor Turner." Damien began.
"Please call me Will," he answered.
"Oh, Will. I have a question, are you Bootstr-"
"Yes, but please, not now," Will said, as he glanced at Alex who was still unknowing to what was going on.
"Ah yes I see,"
Then Alex stepped in, "And why am I the one who's left in the dark when it come to this Bootstrap thing."
"Because he was an amazing pirate, and your damn grandfather." Anna had entered the room and told Alex straight up what was going on.
"Anna!" yelled Will.
"Oh get over it. Your father was a pirate, and a good one at that. Face the facts Will, he had to find out sooner or later, and I'm sure Felicity has found out, if she's not dead already." Anna was now shouting with anger.
If there was any color left in Elizabeth's face, it had all drained with that statement.
"You really think she's dead." Elizabeth went to sobbing in Will's arms.
"Who's Felicity?" Damien asked, as now he was in the dark.
"Oh, no Elizabeth I'm sorry. She's fine, I'm so sorry. I was speaking in anger." Anna was now pleading for forgiveness.
"I forgive you, Anna, but we have to leave as soon as possible. I want my Felicity back." Anna went up to Elizabeth and hugged her, then went over to Damien.
"Damien we have a serious problem," Anna said, and she told him the entire story and he complied immediately.
"Yes of course, we will leave once Fay can get us that crew. Will we be taking your ship, or the Pearl?" Damien asked.
Jack then entered. "Well seeing as that my ship is still in Port Royal, with no crew I might add, we will be taking the Navigator."
"The crew will be ready by eleven, and you can be off by twelve," Fay added.
"Good then, we leave in the morning. I assume that you will be staying here for the night?" Damien asked.
"All but me, Damien, I'll be staying with Fay," Jack said.
"In your dreams, Jackie," Fay spat.
"Always," answered Jack.
That night after everyone had gone to sleep, Damien and Anna were out on the veranda, talking.
"Where have you been all this time, Anna?"
"Out and about."
"That's helpful."
"What?"
"I've been tying to get in touch with you since you left the last time."
"Why?"
"I've been lonely. No one to talk to."
"Poor you. Go down to the Bride and talk to Fay."
"It's not the same. Sure Fay is fun to talk to, but I miss you. No one else on this god-forsaken rock can speak French."
Anna laughed. "Oui, I understand how you feel. I may be English, but I do miss our little conversations."
"I thought you would."
Anna smiled and looked out over the town. "It's surprisingly warm up on this hill," she said, rolling up the sleeves of her shirt.
"What's that?" Damien asked, grabbing her right arm.
"Nothing," she said, trying to pull away.
"Where did you get that?"
"Nowhere."
"Anna, tattoos don't appear out of thin air."
"Fine. I got it the last time I was in Tortuga."
"Oh really, and what is it supposed to represent? I don't really think you'd get a rose tattoo for the hell of it, Anna."
"Ever heard of the Red Rose of the Caribbean?"
"Oui."
"That's me."
"Oh really?"
"Really."
"Anymore secrets you want to tell me?"
"Uh. Not really."
"Anna."
"It's Alex."
"What? What has he done to you?"
"He hasn't done anything to me, Damien. I'm fine."
"Then what about Alex?"
"It's just- strange. Do you know what I mean?"
Damien smiled. "Oui."
"I thought you would."
Damien took Anna in his arms. "I'm happy for you, Anna." He kissed her forehead. "Now off to bed with you."
"Bonne nuit, Damien."
"Bonne nuit, Anna."
Anna smiled and left.
~*~
Dova was pacing back and forth in his stateroom. "Where the hell are they? They should have at least been in our sights by now." Just then Peter Shore walked in.
"Captain, the crew is getting annoyed with the prisoners. They keep banging on the cell walls, and making smart remarks. Especially the one they call Devin," Shore reported. "Why did we take them anyway?"
"Because! I didn't want Sparrow on our tails too early. But he is running a little late. Where the hell could he be?"
"So then why did we take the crew from the Navigator?" Shore asked.
"They witnessed us capturing the other crew," Dova said. "And now they'll never live to tell the tale."
Meanwhile, below deck, Felicity was locked up in a cell with Calvin, Devin, Gibbs and Anamaria. She was cowering in a corner, away from the others.
"What luck," she muttered. "I'm stuck on a pirate ship in the middle of the ocean with a group of rebel pirates. How much worse could it get?"
Gibbs handed her a small flack with a brown substance in it. "Want some rum, luv?"
"Ugh, I would never!"
"Yer mother did," Anamaria said.
"My mother! How dare you say that!"
"It's true, love," Devin said, taking the flask from Gibbs, drinking some, then handing it to Calvin.
"Who are you people?" she asked.
"Calvin Alex, first mate of the Navigator."
"Devin Alex, second mate of the Navigator."
"Anamaria Danes, first mate of the Black Pearl."
"Joshamee Gibbs, second mate of the Black Pearl."
"Wait, you two-," She pointed at Calvin and Devin. "I thought you were the first and second mates of Captain Sparrow's ship."
"Jack was just trying to cover up the fact that Anna had her own ship. Dova doesn't know that," Calvin said.
"So then why did he take her crew, too, if he didn't know that it was hers?" Felicity asked.
"Witnesses," Anamaria said. "They witnessed him taking us onto his ship."
"Oh. So, what now?" Felicity asked.
"We wait," Gibbs said.
"What aren't you going to try and get us out of here! I don't know about you but I don't want to stay here. You're pirates, do- something," she pleaded.
"No, we have to wait. Jack and Anna will be along eventually. If they really like you like you think they do, then they'll come soon enough. Plus, Jack'll come after us cause he can't sail that damn ship without us," Gibbs explained.
"Then where are they?" Felicity asked desperately.
"Didn't you hear anything he just said?" Anamaria was instilling fear into Felicity. "He can't sail the ship alone, so he's got to get a crew. He's probably in Tortuga right now. He'll be here within three days."
"It's going to be a long three days. Can I try some of that rum?" Felicity asked.
"Are you sure little lady?" Gibbs asked.
"Mr. Gibbs, my grandfather was Bootstrap Bill, my father is most likely a pirate, my mother is a rebel, and I'm going to be stuck in a jail cell with pirates for the next three days, I'm not really looking to be proper." Felicity's voice had risen greatly in volume by this time. "Now can somebody please give me some rum!"
~*~
"Fay, dear, will you please come with us?" Jack asked her.
"I have already told you, no! I have the pub to look after."
"But my dear-"
"Oh don't give me that Jack. I am NOT going."
"Please?"
"No!"
"All right, Jack, that's enough," Anna said, coming into the room with Damien. "Fay, have you gotten the crew together?"
"Yes, Anna. They're waiting down at the dock."
"Wonderful! Jack, Damien, take Alex, Elizabeth and Will down to the dock with you and inspect them."
"All right, Anna," Damien said and left. Jack sighed and followed him out.
"Fay, I need a favor."
"Sure. Anything."
"Ok, meet me at your pub in five minutes."
"All right."
Fay turned and left, leaving Anna in the huge house alone. She sighed. I better get going. She grabbed her weapons and left. A few moments later, she ducked into the Faithful Bride.
"There you are Anna!" Fay called. "Over here! What is it that you need?"
"Some clothes."
"But don't you have some?"
"Two shirts, a coat and a pair of breeches. That's it. And Elizabeth is going to need some."
"Oh! Well then, come with me. I'm sure I've got some."
Fay led Anna up to her home above the pub. She headed to the wardrobe and pulled a bunch of clothes out.
"Here you go. Feel free to take whatever you need."
"Thank you so much."
"No problem. Just make sure I get some of it back." With that, she turned and left, muttering something about pirates and ruining everything they own. Anna smiled and set to quickly looking for clothes.
When she came down ten minutes later, she was dressed in a black shirt with a cream-colored bodice over it, like Fay's, but instead of pants, she wore a long black skirt. Two bags hung over her shoulders. Around her waist was her belt with her sword and pistol on it.
"Very nice, Anna," Fay said.
"Thank you. I have to go now. I'll say good bye to Jack for you."
"Thanks! I'll, see you soon, I hope."
"Oh don't worry, you will."
~*~
Alex sat on the dock, with his feet dangling over the water. He was deep in thought. My grandfather was a pirate! My father was a pirate! And what am I? Nothing? He sighed and slammed his fist onto the dock. No one seemed to notice. They were all busy loading supplies onto the ship. Even his mother had decided to pitch in. Alex looked around again for Anna, but she was nowhere to be seen. He sighed and looked back out onto the water.
"Is this seat taken?" asked someone from off to his right. He shook his head.
"No."
"Good." A pair of legs appeared in corner of his eye. He turned to look at the speaker.
"Listen, I don't want-Anna?"
"Hello, Alex," she said softly. There was an uncomfortable silence.
"Listen, I-" they began at the same time. "I'm sorry- No, don't be- Will you forgive me? Of course!" They said the same things to each other at the same time, making them burst into laughter and hug.
"Oh, Anna!" Alex cried. "I never meant to hurt you."
"And I'm sorry for being so rash last night. I know your parents didn't want you to know about your grandfather, but I was so upset."
"There's nothing for you to be sorry about. I understand. I was a little rash last night towards Damien. I guess I was just jealous. I'm sorry."
Anna laid her head on his chest and shut her eyes. Alex blushed. "S- s- s- sorry," she yawned.
"It's all right. You're exhausted." He wrapped his arms around her and she fell asleep instantly.
"All right you two, enough is enough," Jack said as he came over.
"Hush, Jack." Damien was standing nearby, "Anna's asleep."
"Oh right. Let's get her onto the ship," he replied, as he reached for Anna.
"No. I've got her," Alex said quickly. He slid his left arm under her legs and shifted onto his knees. Finally, he was able to stand. Anna, miraculously, was still sleeping. Alex walked her onto the Navigator and into her cabin. He laid her on the bed and covered her with a blanket. He then turned to leave, but she stirred.
"Alex." she said sleepily.
"What is it, Anna, love," he asked her, kneeling by the bed.
"Tell-tell Jack and, and Damien not to kill each other and."
"And what?"
She yawned again. "Make sure the ship gets out of harbor in one piece."
"Aye, Captain," he said playfully and kissed her forehead. She smiled.
"And Alex?"
"What?"
"Don't be too long."
"I won't, love, I promise."
"I'll make a pirate out you yet," she said, rolling onto her side and falling back asleep. Alex smiled with content, kissed her lightly, and went out onto the deck. Still smiling, he went to find Jack and Damien.
"Three kegs are NOT enough rum, Frenchy!" Jack was yelling.
"I don't care," Damien said coolly. "Anna said three."
"Well I say five."
"Are you paying?"
"No.."
"Well then, three it is."
"Not fair!"
"It is, too."
"What are you looking at, pretty boy?" Jack asked Alex.
"Nothing. Anna just sent me to make sure the two of you don't kill each other and that her ship gets out of harbor in one piece."
"Oh really?"
"Really."
"Why you little-"
"Jack, come off it."
"I have to go and find my father now. It was nice talking to you, gentlemen."
Jack glared at him as he turned and left.
"Annoying little brat," Jack muttered.
"Cut the kid some slack, Jack. He's not like us."
"Exactly why I don't want him around. You see the way Anna looks at him."
"Come on, Jack. You've talked so much about her finding a nice man to keep her in line. Alex is the perfect one." "The kid's got no sense of adventure. He's always preparing for things."
"It will be good for Anna. You know she'd go out on a limb anytime she felt like it. Like another pirate I know."
"Watch it, Frenchy."
"She gets it from you, Sparrow."
"Captain Sparrow, to you, Frenchy."
"Quoi que ce soit."
"Don't you speak French to me!"
"Whatever."
Jack glared at Damien for a moment. "I guess you're right."
"When am I not?"
"You sound like Anna."
"I wonder where she gets it from.?"
"Hush it, you."
Damien sighed. "Here." He tossed Jack a bag of shillings. "Run and get yourself three more kegs of rum. And don't be too long."
"Since when do you give orders?"
"Just go."
Jack raised his eyebrow and walked off. Damien sighed and watched him go. "I'm going to go check on Anna," he said to no one in particular. He looked around the deck. Alex was talking with his father; Elizabeth was nowhere to be seen and the rest of the crew was busy loading supplies.
"Alex!" he called. Alex looked at him. "Take charge, I'll be in with Anna."
"Yes, Damien," Alex replied.
Damien nodded and went into Anna's cabin. She was sitting by the porthole, looking out onto the ocean.
"I thought you were sleeping?"
"Yes, well, I couldn't."
He sat down next to her. "Anna, love, you need to sleep."
"I- I know. I'm just- I want to make sure everything is running smoothly."
"You don't trust Jack and I with your ship?"
"Well-yes. I mean no. I mean I don't trust you two. Not together."
"Oh really?"
"Really."
"Why not?"
"I don't know, I just don't. Instinct."
Damien gave her thick red braid a tug. "Hey! What was that for?"
"Oh I don't know. I just- felt like it."
She raised her eyebrow at him. "So, where's Jack?"
"I sent him to get some more rum. He wouldn't shut up."
"Figures."
Damien wrapped his arms around Anna and hugged her close. "Anna, love, I love you, and I care for you. You're the only family I've ever had, and I couldn't ask for more. And I am so happy that you are happy."
Anna closed her eyes and leaned against him. "I love you, too, Damien. And I couldn't have asked for anymore either. Now, who did you leave in charge?"
"Alex."
"Ok, Damien, I may love him, but he does not know how to captain a ship."
"Relax, Anna, it's temporary. I promise."
"Well, I'm going to go and check."
"Anna."
Anna ignored Damien, stood and went out onto deck. What she saw took her breath away. "They-they are. organized?"
"Dear God, the man's a saint, Anna," Damien said, coming up behind her. "Organized pirates, who on this God-forsaken world has heard of that?"
"Not me," Anna muttered. "And I'm not sure anyone else has either."
"What is going on here?" Jack asked, dumbfounded.
"Organization, Jack, though I'm not certain you know what that is," Anna said smartly, resulting in a hard stare from her uncle. "Did you get the rum?"
"Aye, two kegs. Fay wouldn't give me anymore."
"It's good she didn't." Another glare.
"So, who's responsible for this?"
"Alex, I do believe," Damien answered. Jack's jaw dropped.
"Pretty boy?"
"Jack!!" Anna exclaimed.
"Sorry, Anna," he muttered.
"I'm going to go and find him," she said to herself and walked away.
~*~
Commodore John Doran slammed his hand down onto the table for the third time that day. The letter in his hand was wrinkled from being crumpled and read so many times. The former governor, Wheatherby Swann, paced back and forth in front of him.
"They have just disappeared? All four of them?" Swann said.
"Yes, sir, they have. We have Sparrow's ship in the harbor, but there is no sign of him or his crew."
"Do you think Sparrow did something to them?"
"I cannot say that. Weren't the governor and Sparrow friends?"
"Yes."
"Commodore?" a young man said, entering.
"Yes, Lieutenant Norrington? Did you find anything worthwhile?"
"Yes, sir. Apparently, there was another ship left the port later that same night. The Navigator, sir."
"Is there any idea who owns it?"
"No, sir. But I do believe the owner is acquainted with Sparrow."
"More pirates!" Mr. Swann exclaimed.
"Lieutenant, get the Dauntless ready to sail. I will meet you at the dock in thirty minutes."
"Yes, sir. Right away, sir."
"You are going after them, Commodore?"
"Yes. I don't intend to let any more pirates get away from me, sir. Now, for the time being, I'm leaving you in charge of Port Royal."
"I never thought this would happen again."
"Nothing is happening again, sir."
"If that is what you want to say, Commodore, then so be it. I will be upstairs if you need me."
~*~
James Aden sat in his stateroom aboard the Devastator. Captain Dova said to him, that night in Port Royal, that he would come back for him because he had helped him find "Anna". Benjamin Dova never broke his promises, and now he was stuck on a pirate ship, in the middle of the ocean. "If it weren't for the fact that I can try to get Anna Sparrow from right under Alex Turner's bloody nose, I would really not want to be here."
"I'm not so sure you would want a girl like Sparrow, Mr. Aden," Benjamin Dova said, sitting next to him.
"You have no right to tell me what I would and would not like! And even less of a right to intrude on my privacy!"
"It's my ship, I'll do what I like."
James glared at Dova before saying; "Why would I not want Anna? She's beautiful, young and athletic."
"She's a pirate."
"You lie!"
"Why would I lie about her?"
"Because you're a pirate, that's why."
"Maybe yes, but I keep my word, don't I?"
James sighed. "Yes, you do. Now, tell me the truth, is Anna a pirate?"
"Aye, she is. And I hate to admit it, but she's good. And I want her dead."
James gasped. "Dead? Why?"
"She's Jack Sparrow's niece, that's why. I want Sparrow to suffer like I have, loosing the only family I had. My cousin, Gregory Barbossa."
"You. you were his cousin?"
"Aye, I am."
"And you want Sparrow's niece dead, because he killed your cousin. Did she ever do anything to you?"
"No."
"Well, then. I really don't think it is fair that you kill her."
"I'm a pirate. I don't play fair." With that, Dova stood and left.
~*~
Anna and Alex stood at the bow of the Navigator. Anna was leaning over the railing, looking down into the water and Alex was sitting on a nearby crate, watching her.
"Anna, is there something wrong, love?" he asked her.
"Aye, there is. You're talking like a pirate."
"Oh really? So are you."
"I am a pirate."
"No? I wouldn't have guessed."
"Spare me, Alex," she sighed. "Fine! If you want to know what's bothering me-" she stopped.
"Anna."
"I don't want to talk about it! Alex if you would just leave me alone."
"No."
She sighed. "Well the thing is, I'm, I'm worried. I've never been worried in my life. I mean it's my fault that Felicity's gone isn't it? I'm just worried that we won't find her."
"Anna, there are some wonderful pirates on this ship and you're a great Captain, and to my regret Jack isn't too shabby himself."
"Thank you, Alex."
The Navigator was on its way and within three days it would be catching up to the Devastator. Two days had passed and the inhabitants of the ship were restless.
"A-hoy! Captain Anna, we be comin' up on the Devastator," cried a crewmate.
"What! There's no way we could have caught up to him in two days time. Not if he's at full speed," Anna said.
"That's 'cause he's not at full speed. He's waiting for us," Jack whispered. Only this whisper, everyone could hear. Jack walked up toward the bow of the ship and looked out at the Devastator. "Here we come."
~*~
"Here they come," whispered Dova. Only this whisper, everyone could hear.
~*~
A/N: Thanks to all who have survived up to this point. I'm sorry, I know it's long, but this is the product of having too much time on my hands this summer. Once I post chapter 6, it may take a while for me to post again. Thank you all again for lasting to this point. TTYL!
~~~Anna Sparrow~~~