(A/N) Last one!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN POTC!

Eve sat in a chair next to Gabriel. He had slept the entire night, soundly and finally his fever had broke. He was still sleeping when Eve started cleaning up the room. She opened her bag and started pulling out her clothes and putting them in the closet, it would be a while before they reached Tortuga, and she needed things to do in order to pass the time. She reached into the bottom of her bag and pulled out Colette's medicine. She picked it up and held it to her chest, slowly sat down on a chair, and started to rock back and forth. If anything happened to her children she would surely lose it, lose her mind, and lose her heart. She began to cry…deep heartbreaking sobs that woke Gabriel up.

"Evelyn?" Gabriel looked at her with pain in his eyes.

"You're awake?" Eve said as she quickly put down the bottle and wiped her eyes. She got up and went to his side.

"Evelyn, don't be afraid to cry in front of me…not so that way you can be strong for me…" Eve looked away and her face pinched as she tried to contain her pain.

"I want my children Gabriel! I am so scared, Colette doesn't have her medicine, what if she has one of her 'attacks'?"

"Your mother knows how to deal with that."

"No, I am her mother…and my boys, they will be so scared for her. I know the boys try to act tough around her, but I know when she has an 'attack', they get scared, that's their sister, they love her." Eve then closed her eyes.

"Have you slept?" Gabriel asked as he sat up.

"I'm fine."

"Evelyn…you need to rest as well…" Gabriel then got up. "I want you to sleep. You need to keep yourself healthy." Gabriel knew that if she didn't take care of herself, with all of the added stress, she would suffer a miscarriage and that would be the last thing she would need. "Come on…" He moved over in bed. Eve laid down next to him and leaned in to his shoulder.

"Aren't you scared?"

"Unbelievably so." Gabriel said.

"How is it that I don't see it?"

"I need to stay strong…for you…"

"Gabriel, I need you to be strong for our children."

"I am." Gabriel then quieted as tears sprung to his eyes, he couldn't break down now, never, he needed to keep his head clear.

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"Where are we?" Jack asked Margaret.

"Back to your backyard…Tortuga."

"Why?" Jack asked.

"It will be the first place she would look." Margaret then looked at the children. "Do you miss your parents?" She bent down and tossed her blonde hair behind her. "What's your name?"

"Gabe." His answer was firm, much like his father.

"Strong name. Named after your father?"

"Yes. What's it to you?" Gabe asked defiantly…much like his mother.

"Oh, I like to learn the names of little boys…I have one."

"Yes, and who cares?" Jack came up next to his brother.

"Oh, you must be Jack…named for your Grandpa…" She then looked up at Jack and gave him a smirk.

"Once again lady, what's it to you?" Jack piped up.

"Oh…well your mother and father killed my son's father…" Will immediately was to his feet.

"Keep your mouth shut you wench!" Will yelled.

"Your mother was a heartless murderer…had an affair on her husband with your father."

"Grandfather's right…you're a wench! My mother is none of these things you say, if she killed him…well then, he deserved it!" Jack spat in Margaret's face.

"I can see your mother has taught you no manners…" Margaret sneered as she wiped the spit from her face. "Perhaps I should teach you some." She reached through the bars and grabbed Jack by his shirt.

"Has your mother and father ever beat you?" Will ran to Jack and Gabe, pulled them away and kicked the bars with his foot.

"Touch any of my grandchildren it will be the last thing you ever do." Will said angrily as he sat them down next to Elizabeth.

"Do you want to make a bet?" Margaret said. "You are no challenge to me old man."

"Margaret that's enough!" Another man came in the room.

"George, he is testing my patience."

"You won't lay a hand on any of them, do you understand me?" Margaret walked right up to him.

"Yes." She then pushed past him.

"I'll make sure she doesn't do anything to you, my sister is quite rash." He then approached the cell. "The girl, is she alright?" He said looking at Colette's pale face.

"No, she isn't. Do you happen to have any medication on board? Something for the heart." Elizabeth asked as she held Colette.

"Do not mistake me as a gentleman Mrs. Turner. I will not give that child any medication. She is just as good to me dead as alive." He said coldly. "I was just wondering if the child was alright, and I guess the answer is no." He continued when he saw the pain in Elizabeth's face. "My sister is out for revenge against your daughter. She wants to see her in pain…the pain on her son's face when he found his father had been murdered."

"Jon was a blazing lunatic…" Elizabeth said as she bounced Colette in her arms.

"But he was a father."

"And Evelyn was a mother…he chose to have an affair with your sister…it produced a child, none of that was Eve's fault." Elizabeth said.

"But she had the hand in killing Jon."

"Yes, and Gabriel shot him. Jon would have killed her otherwise."

"No, when Jon went to my sister, all he could talk about was Eve, and how she was everything to him, and she told him that the only way for him to move on was to kill Eve. Only the plan didn't work out and my sister suffered. My sister loved Jon, loves her son, and your daughter ruined everything for her. She deserves pain…and that will come in form of her children."

"You will not hurt these children."

"Maybe not, but eventually that little girl is going to die…and that is just the right amount of pain my sister is looking for."

"Why? They are just children!" Elizabeth asked hysterically.

"Exactly. So was my sister's son." Without another word he left.

Elizabeth looked down at Colette, who hadn't woken since the attack she had the night before. "She's getting worse." Elizabeth said. "She needs her medicine, she needs her mother…"

"Is it true?" Will, Jack, and Elizabeth turned to see tears streaming down Jack's small face. "Is my father and mother murderers?" Behind Jack, Gabriel was holding a very frightened Joshua.

"Jack, you should let your mother explain." Will said as he bent down to his level.

"Why? We're going to be dead soon!" He was angry.

"We won't let anything happen to you…" Jack said also bending down.

"You? You lied to my mother, who the hell are you? You lied to her, betrayed her is what I bloody understand…" Jack then looked directly into Jack's eyes, the pirate Captain flinched, he had his mother's blazing angry eyes. "You are nothing to us anymore! My mother, my father, murderer's or not…we love them…but you, you betrayed my mother…you won't get the chance to do it to me or my brothers and sister…" Jack then looked up at Elizabeth. "I know a lullaby mother and sings to Colette when she isn't well…please give her to me." Elizabeth looked at the ten year old in astonishment, he was so much like his father in so many ways.

"Alright sit down and I'll hand her to you." Jack sat. One brother on each side, and Elizabeth handed Colette to him. "Grandmother…thank you…"

"Le jour viendra quand vous cesserez de savoir, le coeur cessera de vous dire ; plus triste encore, Tho vous dites l'o'er et l'o'er ce qui une fois que vous saviez, vous oubliera, vous oublierez. Il n'y a aucune mémoire pour ce qui est vraie, le coeur une fois silencieux. Le puits peut vous regretter, pleurer dehors sur lui, que vous avez su tout sauf pour oublier, mais pour oublier. Blâment l'unique mais vous-même de ceci, âme perdue ! J'ai craint qu'elle soit de sorte que jour nous nous soyons réunis depuis longtemps, et vous avez été changé. Et j'ai dit alors, il oublierai, il outlier…" Jack sang it softly. It was French and Eve learned to speak French from Gabriel, she knew a bit from her mother, but she learned the rest from Gabriel. Gabriel, taught all his children, along with Eve's help, French. It was a song, Gabriel's mother sang to him when he was sick. Gabriel and Eve both thought it was perfect. It was a song about what your heart could forget…

"That's what she likes to hear." Jack said as Colette sucked her thumb.

"Jackie my boy…" Jack tried to reason with the headstrong boy.

"No, you don't get to call me Jackie…your nothing to me…not a damned thing…" Jack turned away. "I hate that I have your name. I wish you were dead…" They stared at each other for a moment.

Jack had tears in his eyes. Betrayal? Jack Sparrow? In the same sentence? Never did he thought he would hear the day.

(A/N) That little song isn't a song. It is a poem by Robert Frost called Warning, so I give him full credit for it. I just translated it…here is the English version…I really love Robert Frost, he is my favorite Poet!

"The day will come when you will cease to know, The heart will cease to tell you; sadder yet, Tho you say o'er and o'er what once you knew, You will forget, you will forget.
There is no memory for what is true, The heart once silent. Well may you regret, Cry out upon it, that you have known all But to forget, but to forget.
Blame no one but yourself for this, lost soul!
I feared it would be so that day we met Long since, and you were changed. And I said then, He will forget, he will forget." - Frost