(A/N) No more today! LOL Love you all!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN POTC!

Since it was the first night at sea, Gabriel had told Jack and Evelyn, that a meal had been prepared just for the three of them, so they could better discuss Madrid, and his sister. Evelyn was in her room washing her hands and face, it had truly been a long day, the seas were rough, and just knowing that there were months of this ahead, made Eve shutter. However, she was not entirely unhappy to be here, it was refreshing, and kept her mind off things. Eve turned around at the sound of a knock at the door.

"Are you ready?" Jack asked.

"Yes." Eve then stepped out the door with Jack and they made their way to Gabriel's cabin.

"Oh, good, you came just in time, cook, just put out the roast…" Gabriel said as he opened the door. Eve knew he was trying hard to make her comfortable, but in light of everything, she still didn't.

As Eveyln walked around the table to her seat, she noticed a few things about Gabriel's cabin that she hadn't noticed before, a cross at the far end of the room, adorned in roses, a painting of, what looked like to Evelyn, of his family, including his sister.

"Would you like some wine?" Gabriel asked Evelyn, as she sat staring off into, from what Gabriel was thinking, nothing.

"Oh, yes please, thank you." Evelyn said curtly. Gabriel poured her half a glass, and was about to put some in Jack's glass, when Jack put up his hand.

"Listen mate, I don't drink that fancy, weak stuff, I drink a man's liquor…got any rum, by any chance?" Jack said with raised eyebrows.

"Downstairs in the galley." Jack then got up and left for the galley.

"Evelyn, are you comfortable here?" Gabriel asked. He was only wanting to see her smile again, he loved it when she smiled…

"Yes, I didn't say it earlier, and that was entirely rude of me, but thank you. You went to great lengths to make sure myself and Jack were comfortable."

"Well, I know this has been a trying time…" Evelyn put her hand up.

"I'm sorry, I am not in the mood to discuss…that."

"Right, sorry." Gabriel then looked at her, she had her head down, and her eyes turned away. "You know you can always talk to me…" Evelyn then finally met his eyes.

"I know…" Eve then lifted her glass and took a sip of wine. "So tell me more about your sister." Eve said trying to change the subject. "More about her 'husband'."

"If you could call him that…Well, my sister and I were raised between London and Paris, both are parents were aristocrats, party after party…but eventually they settled on Paris as their home."

"So what happened? From that portrait I can only guess that you were wealthy."

"Still am, but my father was arrested for speaking against the King Louis…my mother eventually held the same fate…" He looked pained, Evelyn felt his pain. "They were both imprisoned. I was old enough to inherit the estate…but young enough, where I didn't know what I was doing. Captain James Rackham came to my house one day…wanted to marry my sister. I said no, she was too young, and I just didn't like the man."

"What happened?" Eve asked.

"One night…I heard a crash from her room, and there he was arresting her…cuffing her…like I had seen my parents…" Gabriel then sat back in his seat. "He said he'd have her hanged…the only way out of it was if I signed the marriage papers…giving my permission…I couldn't let her die…so I signed them, and I vowed that I would get her back."

"What happened to your parents?" Eve asked.

"Died in prison a few years back…"

"So why didn't you use your money to hire someone…"

"In Paris it's different, you cannot go against a captain…whoever you decide to hire…they will more than likely tell the captain…"

"So what did you do?"

"I sold my parents house, belongings…everything, and decided the sea was where I could leave everything behind…that was a few years ago…then here we are…" Gabriel tried his best to smile.

"Terrible story…" Eve said to herself. Jack then burst through the door with two bottles of rum.

"This is some fine rum you've got here Gabe…I think I'll skip the dinner, and enjoy this lovely vintage in my room. Night." Jack left as quickly as he entered, and both Eve and Gabriel laughed.

"Is he always like that?" Gabriel asked.

"Yes." Eve let out a small laugh. "Since I've known him."

"How long has that been?"

"Forever, since I was born I guess. He was my mother and father's friend."

"Yes, I know of the Turner's and Sparrow's. Force to be reckoned with, may I add."

"You could say that. So I assume you know just about everything about me?"

"From what I read in the books and journals…"

"Do you believe everything you read?" Eve said taunting him.

"No, they were wrong about you."

"I'm curious, what do they say about me?"

"You are deadly…'with one glare from her blazing blue eyes, the daughter of William and Elizabeth Turner, granddaughter of the infamous 'Bootstrap' Bill Turner, and ally of Captain Jack Sparrow, of the Black Pearl, is sure to catch you, hex you, and kill you.' Now from what I gather, your not that bad."

"You haven't seen me, in all my glory." Eve laughed, it felt good to laugh. "I should get going, it's late." Eve then got a look at Gabriel, his stunning blue eyes, his tall, muscular build…

"Want me to walk you? You've had a bit of wine."

"Nothing I can't handle, thank you." Eve then headed for the door and opened it. "Thank you again, I had…an insightful time." Eve flashed him a smile.

"No, thank you." Eve then stepped on deck and heard the door click behind her. Then she walked over to the railing and pulled out the bundle from her pocket. She glanced at her wedding ring, and smiled, so many happy memories she had shared…had been dashed away by the bad ones…her miscarriages, her son's death, and then Jon, his anger, his rage, directed toward her…She lifted the ring to eye level and brought it to her lips and kissed it, then delicately she let it fall to the ocean waters…something revived in her…something awakened…for the first time she felt good…she felt whole.

(A/N) Gabriel is really a sweet guy...I wish I could write him and take him out of the pages and have him standing right in front of him...don't you? I should update a bit more tomorrow. BTW, James Rackham, for those pirate enthusiasts, is the name of a pirate that had an affair with Anne Booney, though I would add that as a bit of fun. But the Captain is not a pirate, he is a military man...mm...what could that possibly mean?