Pirates Of The Caribbean: Not all treasure is gold and silver

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the rights to The Pirates of the Caribbean however any characters I do create are my own so no stealing! (oh how I wish I did sometimes!)

Rated: R!! (Due to scenes of a sexual nature, violence and language)

Hey well here it is the next chapter! I hope you like it! I'm still pretty amazed at how far this story has got and with so many chapters!

Hehe and I see from quite a few of you that you certainly have an idea of what kind of story you want especially with what you want to happen between Jack and Alexandra. Well you will just have to wait and see where it's going to go!

If you are at all puzzled to why a random !! occurs its a division between sections as the old style that i used to do no longer works (mutter grumble curse) so until i can work it out expect random things!

Anyway enjoy the chapter and let me know what you think!

Thank you!

Chapter 24:

The flickering candlelight enhanced the smallness of the room, which was to be Alexandra's quarters for who knew how long. It contained minimal furniture and a little grimy window, which had already been secured so that it could only open a small amount allowing a gentle breeze in, but no person out.

The bed was fairly comfortable if yet a little cramped but after what she had done Alexandra understood why she wasn't staying in the most luxurious of quarters, but it could have been far worse, she could have been forced to sleep in with the men in one of those wretched hammocks.

The room had two doors, one that was locked and obviously lead into the corridor and the second opened into Anamaria's room but that had been locked behind her with a muttered apology from Anamaria.

Having already unpacked her few items of clothing and placed them into the rather old wooden chest that stood against the opposite wall to the bed Alexandra sat waiting for something to happen. The ship had already moved off and left the British Naval ship shrinking on the horizon leaving behind Will and her sister to continue their journey to England. Alexandra felt guilty that she had left her brother in law to attend to his wife and how to possibly explain to the Captain why he had allowed Alexandra to sneak on board the ship.

Taking out a small leather bound book Alexandra settled herself on the bed and began to leaf through the pages trying to draw her attention away from waiting for the ominous sound of Jack's heavy footsteps along the corridor ad either one of the doors being unlocked. Running her fingers along the cover of the book Alexandra reminisced how she used to pretend to read this book when her mother would come into to scold her for some silly little thing. The book had managed to get her out of trouble so many times before but it seemed now that she was going to find no way out of this predicament.

Turning the book over in her hands Alexandra read the small blurb lined in gold, on the front cover, which had become worn away and dull over time. The book had been given to her by one of her tutors a Miss Everson, it had been her gift to Alexandra before she left for France to marry her fiancé Monsieur Claude D'Amel. She could still remember Miss Everson cupping her face in her hands as Alexandra, a mere child of six at the time, could not understand what the book was for and had pulled a rather disgusted face. Miss Everson had laughed and said to her as she climbed into the carriage:

'I wish you luck child and maybe when you are older you will know the true meaning of this book. Keep it close to your heart and never lose it. Your mother will appreciate you reading it some time I am sure.'

And it was true Alexandra now understood what the book meant especially being entitled 'The Correct Posture, Composure and the Etiquettes of Young Ladies in Society.'

Lying back on the bed Alexandra ran her hands over the increasing bump she sighed trying to work out how far along she was. Thinking back over the few weeks that had passed she could be anything between 8 to 11 weeks. But the thing was did it really matter, there was no point trying to work out as she had been sleeping with both Jack and Norrington so she could never be truly sure. It wasn't just the matter of how far along she was in her pregnancy but who the father was.

Alexandra also had the minor problem of not knowing whether Jack knew about her pregnancy and her sleeping with Norrington. But from the fact that her bump wasn't exactly hidden any more she could only assume that he had realised that she was pregnant. Her thoughts began to wander from having to face Jack to the prospect of having a child. She hadn't really thought about it much ever since she had found out she was pregnant. She had spent so much time trying to hide the fact and get a way round it that she had forgot the fact that the child that she was going to have was her own. A little baby which she would have to nurture and educate and love.

Smiling Alexandra began to think over the many names that her sister had spoken of when she had found out that she was pregnant. Of course they were all so very fancy and grand at first but then Elizabeth had whispered that these were all names mentioned by her father. They had both laughed so freely back then but now…there was no one to laugh with. There was no reason to laugh at all.

Closing her eyes Alexandra trailed her finger tips across her stomach in circles, as much as the constant motion and the feeing was soothing it never felt as soothing as when Jack had done it to her. Placing her hands flat out on her stomach Alexandra listened carefully hearing footsteps along the corridor outside her room. There was no point hurrying to the door or even trying to move because if somebody wanted her they would come and tell her. Especially as Jack had made it quite clear that her treatment on board the ship was not going to be at all pleasurable.

There was a gentle click of a key being placed and turned in the lock of the door, which lead out into the corridor. Adjusting her light gown Alexandra sat up trying to at least appear some what presentable whether any body cared or not. The door opened to reveal Anamaria.

"Cap'n Jack wants you to see 'im in his room now."

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The silence was haunting and the tension could have been easily cut with a knife, neither had spoken since Alexandra had entered the room. Jacks gaze had rested permanently on this woman who had taken his love and trust and abused it like no one else before. The half filled rum bottle which was clenched tightly in his hand caught the flickering candle light and glinted enhancing the swirling dark liquid trapped within the glass bottle. Alexandra twisted the stem of the glass between her fingers watching as the rum in her glass sloshed back and forth within its contain it remained a single drop untouched. She wished that he would speak…yell…scream…even a whisper would do to break the silence, which made her feel so very small.

Raising her eyes Alexandra's met with Jack's unmoving stare, caught in that moment she was unable to avert her gaze and so remained feeling a multitude of emotions was over herself and all the while becoming more like a rabbit about to be finally taken by the hunter. It was as if a spell had been put on her as Alexandra watched Jack rise from his chair and move towards a small wooden chest with two worn yet elaborate drawers. Approaching her Jack revealed that he was grasping a letter in his hand which he un-crumpled and read aloud, cutting out some parts which he felt she did not need to know.

"Mister Sparrow, I was sworn to secrecy but cannot allow you to suffer due to someone else's foolishness. This is why I must tell you that Alexandra Swann has left for England in secret on board the ship with William and Elizabeth. The reason Alexandra has left is that she is pregnant and is unable to tell whether you or Commodore Norrington are the child's father. This is all I know and I hope that you are able to make a decision from here…as you can see Alexandra…I made my decision so now we are here."

Jack banged his fist down on the table causing a wine glass to fall over and spill its contents across the table and floor. Alexandra gasped and her eyes flickered from the incriminating letter now pressed against the table beneath his fist and the bottle of rum which was now pressed to Jacks lips and quickly being drained. Once emptied the bottle was lowered and allowed to drop to the floor with a heavy thud where it then rolled beneath the bed as if retreating in fear as Alexandra now wished she could do.

Confusion, betrayal, hurt and anger welled up within Alexandra as she went over the letter in his head. The way Jack had spoken them caused each incriminating word to sting its truth and reality into her heart.

"Who gave you the letter? Who wrote it?!"

Alexandra's voice was unwavering and calm as she confronted Jack, rising from her seat.

"I know that Will certainly did not betray me and write you that note. Only her knew the full extent of my departure…I am sure of it. It could only be…"

Alexandra trailed off her mind thinking through the maids, servants and the Commodores cousin all who either knew or could have over heard about what was going on yet still not believing it she glared at Jack.

"Don't tell me that you were spying on me Jack?!"

Jack could not believe that accusation and outburst from Alexandra as if she was the injured person in this situation. She wasn't the victim he was!

"I wasn't spying on you but perhaps I shoul' have been. Who wrote it is of no concern to ye dear especially as its you who committed the crime. Therefore its me who shall be askin' the questions savvy?!"

Alexandra opened her mouth to respond but saw Jack smile at her somewhat sneeringly reminding her of the fact that it was her fault. Closing her mouth Alexandra sat back in her chair resigning herself back to a quieter disposition.

"Glad we could agree. Now care to tell me hows an' when your dealings with our dear Commodore began."

"And that's everything…I swear."

Alexandra had explained everything from the moment that she had first been kissed by the Commodore to the moment that she had been taken from the British Naval ship and brought aboard the Black Pearl. Jack had remained silent throughout making no comments, sounds or even changes in his outwards appearance. Alexandra had even included the first time she had felt unwell and discovered that she was pregnant; she had felt that there was no point in denying any of it at all. She had been caught and was now trapped by the truth.

She knew that Jack could easily have her thrown overboard within moments. As much as she knew and believed that Jack was not that cruel especially towards a woman, there was always that threat that underlying fear that he might just use some of his pirate attributes against her, especially after what she had done.

"…the child…do ye know whos it is?"

Alexandra shook her head and placed a hand against the bump where the one thing that could ruin her entire life…or maybe even improve it now dwelled. She had to consider the fact that if the child was the Commodores that her life would return to as it was in London, full of people who don't care if you like them or not as long as you talked gossip, fashion and money you could fit in with them, but with him she would have a life of luxury where money would never be an obligation.

Where as if the child was Jack's she could have a life of love and adventure. Where she would never have to face the reality of balls and people who lie about you behind your back. Money might be a problem but she could survive with Jack.

"Does the Commodore know at all that you have come after me?"

"No but your father does…an' I warned him not to tell the Commodore about what has gone on…or else I'd kill him. Whether he's the father of your child or not!"

"So where does that leave us Jack?"

"…it's Captain Jack Sparrow to ye."

"Oh."

Alexandra watched as Jack walked over to the window and gazed out. Wrapping her arms around her stomach Alexandra sighed and leant back against the chair.

"Did you ever love me?"

Jacks voice broke Alexandra's trail of though and she watched this man who had often confused her with many emotions and feelings now ask her a very honest question. One that now made her feel somewhat guiltier...if that was possible.

"Well did you?"

"Ja…Captain Jack Sparrow please I'm rather tired and its late…I wish to retire to my room. Please I want to leave now…we can talk about this tomorrow."

Jack turned to face her, a passion of a need to have an answer and some pain in his eyes. He walked towards Alexandra steadily, who rose from her seat and stepped back feeling extremely nervous and trapped.

"Captain please let me go and rest."

Alexandra continued to back up until she felt the smooth wood of the wall behind her back, she watched in dear and confusion as Jack neared her and finally gripped her upper arms tightly.

"Well!?! Did you?! Because if ye didn't your sure a fine good actress I'll tell ye that much. Especially n' bed…you certainly convinced me!"

Jack spat the words out as he tightened his grip on Alexandra's arms. She whimpered under his scrutiny and tried to push him away. His face was close to hers and she could feel his every ho breath against her cheek as she turned her head away and closed her eyes tightly.

"You responded so well to my every touch. Ye certainly seemed t' like the way I ran my hands over your body…responsiv' that's what you were! Excellent acting on your behalf if I do say my self!. Was it the same between ye an' our dear Commodore? I bet ye reacted the under his every caress an' touch, did ye act for him?"

Jack leant in closer hauling Alexandra up against him as he yelled and let everything that he had been feeling out in one sudden burst. Alexandra cowered before him but he wouldn't allow her to move away.

"Did ye act like you must have don' for me if ye don't love me at all…never did I bet. Is tha' what your mother taught ye in London how to trick and fool men into believing that you loved them just so that you could get at their money. Well Miss Alexandra…or is it Mrs Sparrow!? Why did you spare my life back then and say that we were wed? You coul' have got good an' rid of me then and been with your bloody precious Commodore!!"

Alexandra throughout the onslaught had tried to fight her way free of Jacks grip, she had tried to hit him and pull free but he held onto her tight as if he would never let her go. As she listened to him question her and accuse her she could feel her every wall breaking down. She hated herself so much at that moment and she knew Jack felt exactly the same. She wanted to get out to go far away from everybody at that moment and shut herself off from the rest of the world.

Tears coursed down her cheeks as she heaved out another heavy sob still struggling with what little energy was left in her against Jack. The thought that she had tainted her relationship with both men and ruined the respect that her brother in law may have once had for her. Jack shook her once again, not hard enough to harm her but enough to cause her to scream in fear and anger. With the swell of emotions in her Alexandra lashed out trying to kick Jack and yelled at him.

"I DID LOVE YOU…and I still do! Really I…I do."

At Alexandra's sudden outburst Jack's grip loosened and she pulled away, before he could stop her Alexandra fled from the room sobbing her heart out. The cabin door swung violent back having bounced of the wall rather loudly. As Jack looked towards the door he could see the few night shift crewmembers stood there paused in their work staring somewhat in disbelief at Jack and the cabin door where the young woman had just fled. They had heard the yells and the screams but the sudden exit from their Captains room had shocked them slightly from their work.

"GET BACK TO WORK YE LAZT BASTARDS! Stop listenin' into my private conversations unless ye all want to be scrubbin' the decks for the next month!"

Jack stomped out of his cabin and looked around unsure of where to start looking for Alexandra. A subtle and quiet cough from one of the crew caught Jack's attention, he looked towards the young man who sheepishly pointed in the direction of the galley steps before quickly returning to his work .As Jack passed he muttered a rather grumbled response and disappeared down the galley steps.

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