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The first four weeks went without a hitch. Thomas quickly settled into life at sea, he had his own little cabin which backed onto the one that Jack and Anamaria shared. Although before Anamaria had left to live on land she had had her own cabin, she had shown no signs of wanting to move back in there on her own so Jack had handed it over to Gibbs. Of course he did make sure that that was ok by Ana before he did so. Along with the new cabin in captain's quarters a small cellar had been built in, the trap door barley noticeable and covered up by a desk. Both women and Thomas were to hide down there when the ship was under attack, so that neither of them was hurt. During the four weeks Jack had had a 'drill' where he made it seem as though the ship was under attack to make sure that the plan would work. And that Thomas would be able to stay quiet during the time.

The day it happened started off quite well. A cool breeze had been surrounding the ship, welcomed by the crew working in the heat of the sun. Anamaria had welcomed her old job back with open arms, feeling so much more relaxed now that she was at sea once again. Not only was she feeling more like her old self again, but since she was happier it meant that Thomas was too. The little boy was thriving from being in such a social atmosphere, the crew taking to him as much as he was taking to them. Although most of them would never dream of bringing families of their own aboard a pirate ship, they could all see that from Jack and Anamaria's point of view, it was the best way to bring their son up.

Since returning to the ship, Elizabeth had taken it upon herself to watch Thomas during the day. That way both Anamaria and Jack could keep themselves busy with the ship knowing that their son was in safe hands. Plus it gave Elizabeth something to do since she didn't go in for sailing a ship; it gave her a purpose for being there. Which made her feel less guilty for not doing much work, other thencooking the odd meal or cleaning a bit.

The ship the Pearl targeted looked much like the one that they had raided that first time three or four years before. It was an easy merchant ship that was low in the water suggesting it held plenty off goods.

Jack was yelling orders about, preparing the ship to go into battle when the other ship struck first taking the pirates by surprise. They had obviously realized that they were in danger and thought it would be wise to make the first move, creating the first blow thinking that it would give them the advantage. Wrong. Although Jack was taken by surprise it didn't take long for the Pearl to become ready, and fire back. The only problem was that Jack was unsure if Anamaria and his son were already safe.

Unfortunately they weren't already in the cabin and underneath the floorboards when the cannons started firing. As soon as Jack realized this, he ordered for the crew to stay off the other ship for as long as possible, or until they heard the orders. Anamaria was looking for Elizabeth, it being one of the few times she was with her son throughout the day she wasn't sure where her new 'nanny' was.

"Anamaria what are you doin'?" Ana looked up, her son in her arms, his face buried in her shoulder trying to escape from the noise.

"I can't find Liz anywhere. She's supposed to go with us!" Jack sighed, taking his son from Anamaria's grasp.

"Liz'll be fine. She's probably locked herself up in 'er cabin." Jack was walking briskly at this point, trying to reach captains quarters without being spotted by the opposition. "Take him, lock yourself in and get under the floorboards. There's the possibility those… sailors will try and get onboard here and I don't want t' have t' be worryin'. Savvy!" Now just outside the captain's quarters Jack handed Thomas back over. The poor little lad didn't know what was going on and was beginning to get very scared.

"Yes, yes. We'll be fine, go off and be in your bloody battle." Without waiting for a reply from Jack, Anamaria walked into the cabin, quickly shutting the door behind her. Jack waited until he heard the lock turn and the sound of the desk moving slightly. Once he heard all the signs his girl and child were fine, he went off to give the orders for the raid.

It didn't take very long for the pearl to win the battle once it started properly. The number of pirates was far greater then that of sailors on the tiny merchant ship. It seemed a shame to have to kill most of them, since they had so much sprit if they thought that they had stood a chance again the largest pirate ship in the Caribbean. Although most of the crew were either dead or injured, the ship had a large amount of passengers. Most were men, but there were a few women and children on board. Taking pity on them, Jack ordered for any survivors to be put in the brig until they reached the next port where they would all be left.

As soon as everything of value or use had been taken off the ship Jack ordered the ship to be burnt down. The survivors and passengers were on deck long enough to see their ship go down with their possessions- well the ones that hadn't been taken off for the pirates own personal use or to be sold.

As soon as Anamaria heard the men's cheers and Jacks voice booming the signal that the battle had ended she made her way back up into the open, Thomas still in her arms. Placing her son on the floor she made her way over to open the door. Only before she could get there something happened…

Anamaria stopped in the middle of the floor. Her eyes became erratic and looking over the entire place, her vision started going blurry and the room felt like it was spinning. Inside her head she could hear whispers yet couldn't quite make out what they were saying. Finally she collapsed onto the floor, the last thing she said before blacking out were the words "get Jack" to her son.

Thomas stood watching his mother go from being normal to a strange lady, her head shaking about and her arms flying wildly, until she fell on the floor. He just heard her tell him to get Jack, who he knew was his daddy. The poor little boy was confused though, he wasn't sure what was happening. He walked over to his mother, shaking her as hard as he could, trying desperately to wake her up.

"Mammy wake up." When she didn't, he continued to shake her. He took her head in his little hands and turned it so the opposite side was facing him. As he did this though, he dropped her head and stepped backwards, his little eyes becoming wider at the sight that he saw. "Mammy?" Anamaria stayed blackout, her body unmoving. "Mammy please waked up?" Finally the small boy walked over to the door. His arm stretched upwards, his body going on his tip toes. He couldn't reach. "Mammy I don't reach." There was a pause as Thomas looked around the room. All he could see was his mother slumped out cold on the floor. He could hear the celebrations going on down below. He felt completely alone. His bottom lip starting trembling, he was unsure of what to do. Finally he started calling out for Jack. To begin with they were only small shouts for 'Daddy'. As the time went on and no body came the nineteen month old child began to panic even more. Along with his bottom lip going, tears had begun to fall from his dark brown eyes. The more he called, the more it seemed that no body was going to come for him. Finally in between a great sob he screamed at the top of his lungs. "DAAADDDDYYYYY".

The scream could be heard at every part of the ship. From the crows nest down to the brig. The entire ship became silent; everyone froze at the sound of such a loud cry from such a little person. Finally snapping too, Jack got up from where he was seated and ran up to his cabin. Trying the door he found that he couldn't get in due to it still being lock. Pressing his face up against the glass, Jack could just make out Anamaria's body, and that of his sons sat down next to her. He could hear Thomas sobs through the door. Knowing that there was no other way to get in, with Anamaria having both pairs of keys, Jack broke the door to his cabin down.

Rushing in he picked Thomas up, who was still sobbing uncontrollably. Elizabeth and Will, who had both followed Jack up, came in after him. Jack tried to hand Thomas over to Elizabeth, but the traumatized child was reluctant to let his father go. When Jack did manage to prize the child's hands off him, it only made the toddler cry more.

Jack lent down to see to Anamaria- whose face had since been turned back the other way. As he turned her face round to get a better look at her, he had the same reaction his son had had. Letting go of her face quickly he recoiled in horror.

"Liz get 'im out of 'ere!" Elizabeth was still struggling with Thomas, who was fighting against her, trying to get back to his mother and father. As she left the room the faint cries of 'no I want my mammy' could be heard.

Finally regaining his composure Jack lent down to get a better look at the side of Anamaria's face. Jacks eyes searched her, trying to find a reason for what he saw… but he couldn't find any.

Down one side of her face lay ugly looking boils and spots, red and angry. Underneath them it looked as though the skin had been badly burnt, that too red and shrivelled.

"What's happened to ye Ana?"

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