Author's Note:

So I was home sick today and I had two options: to write this chapter or to fill out my college applications. I think I made the right choice. After all boogabooga! was threatening me with a blunt axe.

Sorry it's kind of a weird chapter. I was hoping to get into the story faster but I couldn't just skip this. The next chapter will be more exciting since we'll be getting into the cursed pirate attack.

Thanks as always to those who reviewed. Sue-Anne Sparrow (Of course Jack's coming! You're right, there is no POTC without him.), Sphinx Jinx, enigmagirl2727 (we all have our little problems! Ha ha I win!), and pinkpugprincess who all reviewed chapter one. Sorry I didn't thank you all in the second chapter. Nora, LOTRlover1066 (I'm glad you found the second story. Thanks for reading it too!), boogabooga, and Starpossum who reviewed chapter two. I was a little shocked by the number of reviews I've gotten but I'm not complaining, you guys are all so nice.

Chapter #2:

Have you ever had one of those days where the minutes dragged on like weeks yet all day you only did one thing? Well it had been one of those days. Lizzie and I had cleaned all day. Yes we spent the entire day cleaning. Let me tell you, it hadn't been fun. And where had everyone else been all day? That's right they were all at a fancy ceremony or party thing. It sure made me feel loved.

It was late afternoon when anything interesting happened. Governor Swann returned leading a soaking Elizabeth who was wearing only her petticoat and her father's jacket.

"Lizzie," the Governor snapped, "please draw a hot bath for Elizabeth. Maggie will you get dry cloths and some towels? Now girls!" Lizzie curtsied and I clumsily followed her example.

While Elizabeth took her bath Lizzie and I went to visit the kitchens and ask the assistant chef what had happened to Elizabeth. She always knew all the gossip, how I didn't know.

She told us that while Commodore Norrington had been proposing marriage to her, Elizabeth had fallen off the cliff and into the ocean. Then she was rescued by a man who turned out to be a pirate who had threatened her and held her hostage in order to escape from justice. When she finished her tale Lizzie and I just stood there.

"All right," I said finally, "that's really funny, but what really happened?"

"That's what happened as sure as this is a carrot," the assistant chef said indignantly. Lizzie and I stared at the carrot trying to make sense of what she had said. "It's an expression," she sighed, "everyone says it."

"I've never heard of it," I blurted out unable to stop myself.

"Well then excuse me," she huffed, "now if you please I'd like you to leave me alone now."

Finally Elizabeth was in bed reading. Lizzie had gone to bring her a bed warmer. And I had been told to clean up the bathroom. I scrubbed mumbling an unheard rant that bore a close resemblance to the first paragraph. But one thing about the hard work, it had calmed me down considerably by the time Lizzie returned. But when Lizzie came in she was upset. She looked ready to cry at any second.

"Lizzie," I said quickly, "what's wrong?"

"It's nothing," she said shaking her head.

"Come on," I said putting an arm around her shoulders, "tell me."

"It's just Miss Elizabeth," she answered, "she got angry with me when I spoke too freely."

"Too freely? About what?"

"I was saying that Will Turner was a fine man."

"That's it?" I asked incredulously.

"No she was right, it was too bold for me to say."

"You shouldn't let her treat you like that. She was just upset and took it out on you. She was wrong."

"Maggie," she gasped backing away, "you shouldn't say that."

"Oh get a grip," I groaned, "it's the truth." She still looked upset and I sighed. "You should go to bed and try to calm down."

"All right," she said with a nod, "thank you. Good night."

"You too," I called back. I finished up in the bathroom for a few minutes and then I started towards my bedroom.

As I was passing the window in the hallway I happened to glance out before walking past it. Then I stopped, went back to the window and looked out again. I blinked and shook my head and looked a third time.

But the horde of pirates rushing towards the mansion were still there, getting closer every second.