disclaimer: Don't own anything from Pirates of the Caribbean! (Why do we have to keep saying it? Stop torturing me!)

a/n: Last chapter broke my heart! Let's just hope it didn't break Lynn's spirit. Read on and find out.

previously

Jack leaves Lynn at the Port thinking she met up with an old lover and they picked up where they left of. Lynn is forced into marriage with Nathan. She finds out his mistress Viola is pregnant with his kid. And thinks the whole situation very convenient.

Jack realises what Elizabeth did and they return to Port, only to find out that mr and mrs mcPherson have gone of to the lady's estate.

chapter eleven: Mother's handwriting

Nathan had a tight grip on Lynn's hand as the carriage reached the estate. Lynn's eyes were closed. As they had been ever since she was forced into marriage with Nathan. Her eyes would be for Jack only to gaze into. No other man, especially Nathan. Who had so brutaly taken her, raped her and treated her like property.

"Here we are love...our home." Lynn thought about Viola and the fight she had put up when Nathan told her she couldn't come with them. She had trown a tantrum to Lynn's amusement.

"My home is aboard the Black Pearl, with Jack." she stated, not showing any interest as if this all was boring to her. When in fact it terrified her. Returning to the house in wich she had grown up...the house in wich she had lived as a child, the house where she had lost her light. Her thoughts once again drifted to Jack, the one who had given her back her light. He had allowed her to see him, even without her eyesight. She remembered the time he had put her fingers against his face. That all seemed so far away. She would allmost say unreachable if she didn't need to believe that Jack would come after her. That he wouldn't rest untill he had her back at the Pearl. A part of her promised her that even though he never said it... he did love her. And it was that thought that kept her from giving up.

the carriage came to a stop. Lynn gasped knowing she would soon be confronted with everything from her past life. The memories of her sweet mother and her cold father. Nathan helped her out of the carriage. He treated her like an invalid. The one thing she hated more then anything about this entire situation.

She remembered the sound of her heels on the marble steps that lead to the doorway. It seemed smaller, offcourse she had grown since then. She hadn't realised that she'd been toying with the gloves in her hand. Nathan ordered for their suitcases to be brought inside and to the master bedroom. He took her hand again and guided her inside.

After all this time it was still so easy to picture everything.

"It has been empty ever since your parents died. Kessy stayed for a while untill she got another job at a mansion nearby."

Lynn remembered Kessy, to her parents she was just a slave but to her she was a friend. Kessy was only four years older then her. She remembered the games the two of them would play. She'd often worried about what had happened to Kessy without her around to defend the girl from her father.

"She still lives nearby?" Lynn asked.

"Yes, we should visit her soon." Nathan said.

Elizabeth hadn't left her room ever since the incident. Jack ordered it. He had wanted to trow the girl in the brig for what she had done to Lynn, but Will had stuck up for her. He still loved her no matter what. Jack felt sorry for Will. So the dissision to confine Elizabeth to her room was more for Will then for Elizabeth. In the distand the tiny dot of land he had first noticed an hour ago gently stretched out over the horizon. A good two days journey on land and he would see Lynn again.

He hadn't given his crew a second of rest. He hadn't slept in days. Not after finding out the girl was forced into a marriage with Nathan. When he'd finally see her again she would be mrs Nathan mcPherson. At first he thought the wedding had been a mutual dessision. But the maid had started talking about 'poor mrs mcPherson' and how she had heard the woman crie in the night when he'd join her. The young redhead had been very willing to tell him all about mr and mrs mcPherson. And offcourse miss Cabbot.

"Miss Cabbot, she be pregnant with mr mcPhersons kid!" she had said full of enthousiasm. "Mr mcPherson called for a priest the second day miss Rosalynn was here. He paid the man to marry them right there! Miss Viola and Harold, the butler, was witnesses. Miss Rosalynn didn't even get say in the matter!" She had told him everything he needed to know. He had paid the girl richly for the information though she hadn't asked for any money. He didn't mind he was so thankfull to the girl he would have given her the Pearl if she'd asked for it.

"Goodmorning sweetheart." Nathan said as he looked down at Lynn. She was crying again. She allways did, even after all those times. He grinned as he placed his hand against her cheek and whiped away the tear.

"Stop with the crying love, it's getting tiring." he leaned in and placed a chaste kiss on her lips. He grinned looking back at her pale body. She still struggled everytime he came to her. She still screamed and tried to get away. There was a bruise on her cheekbone and her lip was cracked. That was to remind her that he would tolerate her talking about that pirate! It didn't matter anymore though. Everything had been settled. The house and the fortune...and the title. The were all his. His new wife didn't matter anymore. And she had noticed. During their stay at her old home. He would beat her when she did something wrong. If he didn't like the tone of her voice. She was nothing but an object to him now.

Her hopes of Jack comming to get her were fading. The safety she had once found in the darkness had turned into fear. She had lost her sence of direction. She was affraid that Nathan had really managed to break her like he had promised.

He had hired a new staff, and he had sent for Viola. She would arrive any day now. Lynn was glad, she hoped the woman would mean he would have much time for her.

He had also allowed her to go as she pleased in the house. Around every corner there were memories. She was looking for something her mom had once showed her. It was a jewel. When Lynn was just a kid her mother had promised her that one day the pendel would be hers. Lynn used to sneek into her mothers room and try it on. Her mother allways knew when she did, but pretended she didn't know. Lynn felt tears running down her cheek thinking about her mother, and what a sweet woman it used to be. Before she started drinking that is.

Her parents didn't get along very well. Lynn used to hear them argue. When she'd ask her mom what had happened or where she got the black eye, the woman allsways made up some lie. Just so Lynn wouldn't think badly of her father.

She was wondering trough the many halls of the house. She wanted to go to her father's study. Maybe he had kept the pendel there after her mother died. She finally found the door leading to her father's study when she felt Nathan's hand on her shoulder.

"Hello darling." he said as he kissed her neck. Lynn backed away from him but he quickly grabbed her arm to stop her. "Tsk tsk, be polite Lynn...we have a visitor."

"Rosy?" Lynn turned in shock as she recognized that voice.

"Kessy?" Lynn said surprised. The woman, only a few years older then Lynn walked forward and hugged her friend.

"It's so good to see you Rosy!" Kessy cried.

"I wish I could say the same...but." Lynn motioned to her eyes.

"I'm so sorry about you're eyes...It's sad they don't work. You'd be happy to see how nice the house looks." Lynn nodded.

"How did you know I was here?"

"I heard from Simmons, he works for ye...He's my husband." Kessy said proudly. Lynn smiled. Somthing she hadn't done since her marriage.

"I'll let you two catch up." Nathan said as he left the two. For over three hours the women catched up. Lynn told Kessy all about the unfortunate events. The woman gasped at the end of the story.

"That reminds me, I have something for you. I wasn't sure if I should give it thinking you was happy now...with Nathan." Kessy reached into her pochet and pulled out a jewel. She took Lynn's hand in her own and placed the pendel in the middle.

"My mother's pendel? Where did you get it."

"Your mother gave it to me saying that I should give it to you if you ever returned and if you needed it. I wore it once, it opens. There's a note inside."

"Would you read it to me?"

"Sure Rosy." Kessy smiled as she opened the pendel and took out the note. "It's saying, look behind my portait, bedroom." Lynn nodded.

"Let's go." she took Kessy's hand and allowed the girl to guide her to the bedroom. A tiny portrait of her mother was hanging above her nightstand.

"Would you open the frame Kessy? See if there's something there." Kessy nodded. Lynn waited anxiously while listening to the sound of Kessy rumaging with the tiny portrait.

"It's a letter!" the girl squeeled.

"Read it to me, please."

"My dearest daughter,

I do pray the day will never come for you to need this letter. For not needing it shall mean that you have married the man of your choice and are happy with your life. I wish I didn't need to write you this letter, but I've seen the look on Nathan's face when your name comes up in a conversation. Yes my darling child. We talk about you. I never agreed with my husband when he trew you out of the house. Denied you. It was at that time when I first realised the error of my ways.

I should have never kept the identity of your true father from you. I thought Henry would learn to love you like his own, and for a while it seemed he did. Untill he brought up the idea of you marrying mr mcPherson.

Though he is a very rich young man, and in theory it would be a good match. I do not like the boy. I'm affraid that if you end up with him, you'll be unhappy. The only reason he wants you as a wife is because of your money and title. That's why I believe he'll do whatever it takes to make you his. He has been searching for you my sweet, that is why I intent on faking your departure. Please do not hate me for it. I only do it because I think it is best for you not to be found. It was the one good thing about you leaving home.

If somehow he still manages to find you and he still wants the title so badly, I have enclosed proof that you are not an heir to Henry's title. You are not a duchess. I was pregnant at the time I married Henry. He loved me dearly he said, and he was the only one willing to marry a woman expecting another man's child. I regret marrying him very much. I wanted what was best for you. Growing up in poverty didn't seem right when a rich man with a title wanted to marry me and take care of my child with me. You're father hated me for my desission, and now when it is to late I hate myself for it to. You're father is a good man, he would have loved you dearly and he would've provided for you if I would have let him. You being his only known heir...he left you something.

You're father was a pirate. A good man, but a pirate. You understand why I couldn't stay with him now? He was allways obsessed with the treasure of Isla de Muerta. He spend his life doing research about the treasure. He found it to, only to find out it was cursed. After many years, he found something. A key to the treasure. Something that allowes you to take the treasure without becoming cursed. He managed to figure out where it was burried, he left me a copy of the map he drew. I heard later on, when I was allready six months pregnant that he had never made it.

This map is his heirloom to you. Be free, and strong my darling daughter. You remind me so much of your sweet father who I love dearly. You can do with this information as you please.

I shall allways love you my sweetheart...

Love your mother."

a/n: There you go another chappie, interesting twist huh:) Hope you like it. What will Lynn do with this information? I'll let you know soon!