Title: Isla de Vida

Author Name: Urania Black

Rating: PG

Spoilers: PoTC

Summary: Catharine only wanted to know where her compass would take her. She didn't bet on Captain Jack Sparrow being the one to take her there and she didn't bet on her old master showing up and she didn't bet on finding a father or a family. Catharine betted on everything except that.

DISCLAIMER: I own Catharine, Travis, the Goodwin's and anything else you do not recognize. All else belongs to Jerry Bruckheimer and whoever else owns whatever they own.

A/N: No worries, remember not everything is as it seems.

Chapter Four: Duck and Run

All my work and endless measures
Never seem to get me very far
Walk a mile just to move an inch
Now even though I'm trying so damn hard
I'm trying so hard
This world can turn me down but I
Won't turn away
And I won't duck and run, cause
I'm not built that way
When everything is gone there is
Nothing there to fear
This world cannot bring me down
No cause I'm already here

-- 3 Doors Down "Duck and Run"

Both Jack and Catharine stood at the helm as Jack guided the ship away from Port Royal.

"So luv where to?" he asked keeping his eyes on the horizon and loving the feel of the wheel beneath his hands once again. Catharine removed her compass from her satchel and held it out to Jack.

"Take me wherever this leads. I know it is a strange request, but it's a strange compass. Much like yours I presume." Jack carefully took the compass in his left hand, "Please don't loose it. It's the only thing I have of my mother. I don't even know what she looked like. In fact I don't know much of anything." Jack dug into his own pocket putting her compass in and taking his compass out.

"How about a trade? You hold on to my compass while I have yours." Catharine beamed at him and he almost felt like smiling back.

"Thank you," she whispered before turning to leave.

"One more thing luv," Jack said, "Your mother, what was her name?"

"The same as mine." She replied.

"Catharine?" he questioned.

"No, Anna. Catharine is the name Mama Belle gave me when I was left on my master's doorstep. I usually just go by Cat though."

"Anna," he whispered to himself as Catharine walked off, "it can't be."

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"I just got you back why must you go off once again?" Anna cried holding on to her beloved.

"It won't be for long luv," he told her, "William and I have finally decided to round up a crew and go to Isla de Muerta. This will be our last voyage as pirates. After that we'll become law abiding merchants and live a life of ease for the rest of our days." Anna sighed and rested her head on his chest, "The time will go by quickly I promise. No longer than two or three months." She sighed again.

"I really have no say in the matter do I? I guess I can allow you one more adventure before I tie you down forever." He chuckled and kissed the top of her head.

"That's my girl. Take care of your sisters while I'm gone and watch over that nephew of mine. He's more mishcevious than William was at the age of four." As a last thought he dug into his pocket and brought out two compasses. "Here," he told Anna handing her one of them, "these our the only ones of their kind. They each point to their own special island. One day you and I will sail to the island your compass points to and live happily ever after."

"No one lives happily ever after Jack. Don't promise me what you can't make happen." Anna began weeping once again.

"I promise we will be happy and I will take you to that island. Just hold on to this compass until I return. Know that everytime you see this compass that I think of you because I have the other one."

"I love you Jack."

"I love you Anna."

-- 888888 --

Jack began steering the ship toward Tortuga. He needed to know the truth. Addie would tell him if Anna was truly dead. Poor Addie having lost both her sisters and not being able to raise Will like Rachel would have wanted. It was no wonder she made her living in Tortuga. At least there she knew she was wanted.

-- 888888 --

Travis sat huddled in the Masters chambers. His chest ached and he could still feel blood seeping through the wounds in his back, but nothing could match the anguish in his heart. He had given away the love of his life. His only prayer was that she would remain safe until he could escape from Master Goodman. Hopefully she had caught wind of the Master's departure for Port Royal with Commodore Norrington and would run. He knew he could find her he just did no want his Master to find her. It would be his fault if she was found. He would not allow that to happen, even if it meant his death.

"I'd like to thank you for your help Commodore. I am afraid this is not the first time this has happened. The girl has it in her head that she is more than a servant. I am deeply sorry for any inconvenience this may be causing you." Goodman was saying to Norrington when Travis awoke from his short nap in the corner.

"I understand Mr. Goodman. I have word from a reliable source that she has made friends with a pirate, Captain Jack Sparrow. Have you heard of him?" Goodman's eyes widened and his cheeks flushed.

"Heard of him? Why he's plundered three of my best ships. I almost went bankrupt last year because of him." Travis listened closely as the two began discussing the pirate. Catharine had talked non stop about the pirate when they were younger. How she dreamed of roaming the seas as he did and being free from the Master's ever lingering gaze. Travis had thought her insane to envy a pirate, but he had never said anything to tear down her dream. It was her dream after all, not his. If she was with Captain Sparrow he could only hope that he would elude the authorities and therefore keep Catharine safe. At the mention of Tortuga, Travis abandoned his thoughts and eavesdropped again.

"We should set course for Tortuga. It's a favorite haunt of Sparrow's." Norrington suggested.

"Whatever you think is best just go ahead and give my crew the orders." Goodman told him taking a seat at his desk and sifting through maps and time tables.

"Very well then." Norrington gave a slight nod of his head and left the cabin.

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Will and Catharine had begun to bond on the very first day at sea. Even though Jack had put Catharine to work scrubbing the deck and cooking for the crew (though he would never admit it aloud was much better than anything Gibbs could scrape up) she seemed content. Will was teaching her the finer points of using a sword and explaining all the sails and their uses. Her wounds were beginning to heal nicely, but Jack and Will both knew there would always be scars. Jack was debating whether or not he would be allowing Catharine to go ashore at Tortuga when Will approached him at the helm.

"Why did you allow her to remain on board?" Will asked coming to stand beside him and watch the horizon for the outline of Tortuga.

"She won a bet Will. Allowing her to has nothing to do with it." He answered simply.

"We both know there is no way she could have possibly have drunk more rum than you, which means you allowed her to win, which means you allowed her to stay on board."

"Oh look, Tortuga." Jack said happily, "When we go ashore you'll be in charge of keeping watch over Cat."

Once on dry land Catharine tried her best to take in everything at once. Everything was so lively and colorful. What a wonderful place to live in, she thought to herself. Grinning madly she turned to look at Will whose discomfort was plain for all to see.

"Will what's wrong? Do you not like it here?"

"It's not my favorite place." He answered truthfully.

Jack, upon reaching Tortuga, had immediately headed for the Baker House where he knew Addie now lived and worked. He had stumbled upon here there a few years back, but they both neglected to remember the other and continued on their merry way. Now he wanted to reminisce about certain facts that remained unknown to him. He spotted a pretty girl on the second floor coming out of one of the rooms.

"Addie," he called out heading for the staircase. The woman turned and caught sight of Jack. A smile graced her face and she drew him into a hug when he reached her.

"Jack it's so good to see you. How's William?" she asked in a whisper.

"Doing well." He said dropping his drunken act, "Addie there are some things I need to ask you." She nodded her head, her mane of brown locks bobbing as she moved.

"Follow me." She led him down the hall to another room and ushered him in, closing and locking the door behind them.

"Addie it's about Anna. Is she. Is it true that. Is she really dead?" he finally sputtered out.

"Oh Jack, is that what this is about? Yes, she died shortly after she heard that there had been a mutiny and you marooned on an island and William was killed. She just couldn't live with thought of living without you. Of course I never believed that rumor. I believe the rumor that she was murdered. She would have never given up on you so easily. Especially after. Well after the baby was born." Jack sat down heavily on the bed.

"So then I do have a daughter." He whispered. His eyes blazed as he looked back up at Addie, "Did you say murdered?" Addie nodded her head and took a seat next to him.

"She took a ship to Virginia, to get away from England and the death of Rachel. On the way there she discovered she was with child. Once in Virginia she began working on a plantation for the Goodwin's. The owner's wife was barren and when Anna gave birth he killed her to steal her child for his wife. No one knows what happened to the child. The wife refused to take the baby in as her own. I don't even know if I had a niece or a nephew." Addie began to cry and Jack put a comforting arm around her shoulders.

"Addie, I promise to explain everything later, but for now I need you to pretend I was never here and if anyone asks Anna never had a child. I'll be back as soon as I can and I'll bring you nephew and niece." He whispered the word niece and Addie's face brightened.

"You mean." She whispered. Jack smiled and nodded. He kissed her forehead like she was a child before standing.

"Well luv I'm off. Thank you for a wonderful evening." With those last words Jack left the room.

Will and Catharine were on their way back to the ship. After exploring the small island to her heart's content Catharine had finally agreed with Will to find Jack and leave Tortuga. Laughing at something Will had said she suddenly stopped dead in her tracks.

"Cat," Will said carefully, "Cat what's wrong?"

"We have to leave now Will. We have to get out of here." She said terrified her eyes locked on one of the ships beginning to dock.

"There you are." Jack said coming up to them both, "did you have a fun filled evening?" Jack asked.

"Captain," Cat said turning to Jack, "we need to set sail now. The ship docking now is one of my master's." Jack studied her carefully with half lidded eyes.

"Now this master of yours, he wouldn't happen to be a Goodwin would he?" Jack asked. His answer was the widening of Catharine's eyes and a slight nod of her head, "Then it would seem luv that we now have two common enemies."

Catharine was happy. She could not remember a time when she was this happy. Jack had set a course toward what he informed her was Isla de Vida. Rumor had it that the most precious of treasures was hidden somewhere on the island. Will was teaching her sword fighting, Jack had let her take the wheel for a good minute and a half, and the crew seemed to be enjoying her cooking. She had no worries. Master Goodwin had know way have knowing where they were headed or how to get there. For now she could simply sleep peacefully with nothing on her mind. She liked being happy.