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Chapter Five: Many Meetings
Jack and Rebecca waited until the sun had gone down before making their way up the beach and into the town of Port Royal. The cobbled streets and muddy ruts didn't seem familiar to Jack. They more had a feeling of something he would have rather stayed away from.
Small pubs littered the side streets, hidden prostitutes were scattered here and there. For the most part, Jack felt this place was to slow and slightly dangerous, with the Navy walking up and down the street and tight armed packs.
"Anything?" Rebecca asked after they had gone up yet another unfamiliar street. Jack shook his head and headed for a back ally where there was a barrel. Perching himself on top, he surveyed the street, frustrated.
"I feel like I've been here but the dock seems the most familiar thing right now. The dock and that." He pointed to the large governor's mansion, just visible over the peak of a nearby roof. "I've seen it before."
"Well, if you've ever been here, the chances are you have." Rebecca answered. She perched herself on a second barrel beside him and sighed, leaning her head back against the wall. "Maybe we should go back to the beach and look at the ships."
Jack closed his eyes, letting the sounds of late night Port Royal soak into him. For some odd, strange reason he missed the sounds of gun shots and clanging swords. He could remember dimly the groaning of ship rigging and the swinging of ropes over his head. A shrill female voice shouting orders…
"Jack?" Rebecca whispered. Jack opened his eyes. He wasn't sure if he had dozed off or just what had happened but Rebecca had moved. Now she was flat against the building, looking out cautiously around the side and into the street that ran beyond the mouth of the ally. Jack hopped off his barrel and staggered toward her. "There are Navy coming this way…and the Commodore."
Jack felt his stomach constrict. He didn't know why but suddenly he really wanted to punch this Commodore. Rebecca grabbed his arm and pulled him behind the crates. Listening, they heard the men walk by, one with a droning flat voice was giving orders to the others.
"…ship into the far end of the harbor. We still don't know what happened but I will take no chances. The crew is alive and intact somewhere."
"What about Sparrow?" Jack felt a strange twinge in his stomach. Sparrow sounded really familiar.
"Hopefully his body will wash up somewhere. No doubt in my mind that he'll turn up alive." The droning voice answered. Soon, their talk disappeared into the hushed babble of other strollers on the streets. When she was sure they were gone, Rebecca hauled him to his feet and looked around the corner.
"That was close." She whispered. Looking back, she caught the confused look on Jack's face. "What's wrong?"
"It's…" Jack started. Then he shook his head. "Nothing, luv. Maybe we should go back to your house?" Rebecca nodded and took his hand, leading him out on to the street. They were just passing up a side pub when Rebecca pulled him to a stop and shoved him into the shadow of a building. Jack looked over at her, mildly surprised as she flattened herself against him. "Well, I'm honored but…"
"No, it's my brother." Jack's brow wrinkled and he looked out past her at the street. Charles was standing in a side ally beside a stone wall, talking animatedly to three Navy guards. His hands were moving around his face and he was pulling at his hair, his sparse facial hair and then rubbed his arm.
"He's telling them about me." Jack whispered back. Looking around, he noticed the swinging sign above them. It was a blacksmith shop. "Come." Jack grabbed her hand and pulled her inside, closing the door with a light snap. Peering through the holes in the wood, he watched the exchange going on outside.
"I am so sorry, Jack." Rebecca whispered to his right. He couldn't see her, the shop was pitch black but he could feel her hand on his arm. Jack shook his head, peering back out at the men. "I didn't think he'd…"
"No need to explain." Jack answered. Turning, he tried to penetrate to darkness around him but couldn't. They'd just have to wait until then men outside left. The smell of the shop was overpowering and made his head spin in the darkness. "This…seems familiar."
A creaking from the roof met their ears. Jack grabbed Rebecca's arm and squeezed it as the sounds of footsteps crossed some unseen floor above. Hissing for her to stay silent, Jack crept across the floor slowly, his hands outstretched. He didn't anticipate, however, for a sudden disappearance of the floor.
They had been obviously standing on some kind of deck and Jack had walked off it. Hitting the floor hard and unexpected, Jack groaned, rolling over and clutching his side where he'd hit something hard and wood.
"Jack!" Rebecca hissed through the darkness. Jack tried to sit up but slammed his head on something wooden. Head burning, side aching and the dark tilting crazily, Jack laid back down on the floor and thought it best not to move…until Rebecca landed on him, knocking the wind from his body.
The light of a lamp from the other end of the room startled him. Jack craned his neck, pushing Rebecca's hair from his face and stared at the stairs in the corner of the shop. A young man came into view, wearing a loose white shirt that almost hung to his knees, over loose brown pants that came to just under his knees. He wore no socks but a pair of shoes and in his hands were a lamp and a sword held out protectively in front of him.
The kid looked familiar. Curly brown hair framed a handsome tanned face. When he spotted them, only dark shapes lying in a heap at the other end of the room, he stopped, squinting.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" He called, commandingly. Rebecca raised herself, pressing painfully on Jack's bruised side and on his chest. She rolled off and clutched her head.
"Mr. Turner, please don't hurt us and keep your voice down." She said. The kid made his way down the stairs and cross the room, stopping just short of throwing his light on them completely. "Someone is after us. This was the only place for us to hide."
"Are you alright?" Turner asked. Rebecca nodded slightly and squinted at Jack. She shook him and he sat up slowly. "And who are you? Your names."
"My name is Rebecca Foster and this is Jack." The lamp swung to the side, emitting its faint light on Jack's face. Turner froze, staring at Jack who stared defiantly back.
"Jack?" Turner breathed. Jack stared at him as the kid crossed the rest of the room and knelt beside him, placing the lamp on the floor. He sat there for a moment, and they stared at each other. Turner's eyes were shining but Jack couldn't understand why. This kid seemed like a hard worker, what would he have to do with a pirate.
Suddenly, he was enveloped in a tight hug. Jack tried pulling away but this kid was strong. After a few minutes, he let go, smiling. "I can't believe it! Your alive!" Turner whispered. "What happened? Where are the others?"
"Wait, you know him?" Rebecca asked. Turner turned and grinned at her.
"Of course I do. How could I not know Captain Jack Sparrow?" Rebecca gasped and looked at Jack as though he'd suddenly sprouted antlers. Jack, however, was staring back at this kid in wonder. He knew him?
"But, who are you?" Jack asked. Turner's smile slid off his face like rain water on a leaf.
TO MY REVEIWERS:
Holliday1081: Yeah, I hate writer's block. I've pretty much unblocked it now but it's still there a little bit. Yeah I love Jack and Ana but I don't think Ana is in the next movie! I was so upset. You'll see what's up with Rebecca.
Ilana Starr: Yeah, I love his beard but…it'll grow back. Jack's kinda in a little rut. He always seems to get out of his ruts though. You'll see what all happened with the Pearl.
Elessar-Lover: I'm sorry for the delay. My writer's block is still there but I chiseled it down a little bit. LOL. I hope the next update will be better and sooner.
forceflow46: Thank you so much, that was touching. You'll see what will happen with Norry and Elizabeth. You'll also see where the others are and how they got there. Also, you'll see Rebecca's fate, have no fear.
alexwacrap: I hope you haven't read this story before! I haven't. If you find the one that's like it, let me know. I swear I didn't copy or anything. I've had people do that to me, I really don't mind but someone else might so I try not to. That's weird.
Johnny'shumiliatedgrape: Good luck with your block, I hate them so much!
Oocssuck: Yeah, stupid writers block. I kinda broke it a little. I hope this isn't a Mary Sue. I love Jack/Ana only I don't think Ana will be in the next movie, which sucks. I know, I felt sorry for Ana, worrying for Jack. They may or may not see each other again…LOL. I know, the ending made me mad and it just came out of my head when I wrote it. I really didn't mean to do it. LOL.
Johnny-cakes-Depp: Hope you had fun with your bf! Hope you liked this chappie.
williz: Thanks. Keep reading!
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