Half way through the night, Anamaria got to talk to Cathy who confirmed she was indeed pregnant. She also found out that they planned to marry as soon as Will found Elizabeth and had their marriage annulled. They were hoping it would be before she had the baby, but they weren't too worried if it wasn't.
The crew had over rejoiced at the news Anamaria was still alive, and was back with them. Quite a few came up to Jack to apologise for the way that acted around him; after it was made clear there had been no whore on the ship. That was a very big thing for most pirates to do and Jack was touched by the loyalty of them.
Millie who had been down in the galley for most of the party, had tried desperately to stay awake throughout it all, but had ended up falling asleep on her mothers lap while she talked to Gibbs and Charlie.
Anamaria's tale had been told, told again and then again by the end of the night. At one point she was a hero that stopped a whole town from burning down, bumped her head then remembers her life and come back to the Pearl. It was changed so much she loved to hear about it herself.
Taylor loved the feeling of being back on the ship, although most of the party he sat in the corner, drink on the table, by himself just watching. When Jack came over to try and get him to join in, he waved him away saying he was busy. Jack wasn't too pleased with this, but was so drunk he didn't think too much about it.
The next morning was an interesting one. Taylor didn't seem to be in any hurry to get back to his home, so Jack gave the crew the day off to recover from those dreadful hangovers they all had. He himself then headed back to bed. The only ones that hadn't been drinking were Anamaria, Cathy and Amelia. The three girls spent most of the day on deck, Amelia drawing away and Ana and Cathy chatting.
It wasn't until the evening rolled over again that Jack found out what Taylor had been doing the night before sat in the corner by himself. At the time he hadn't noticed the pad of paper and the paints beside his father. When Taylor presented him with many drawings and paintings the next day, it was all Jack could do not to hug the man. But pirates didn't hug. Well they weren't supposed to but he wasn't very good at not doing things. The one that was prided the most though was the one of the small family. He had got Anamaria, Jack and Amelia all together. It looked as though they had been posing, when infact they had been talking. Amelia was asleep on her fathers lap and Jack and Ana were looking at each other smiling. It was another painting that would take pride of place in the captain's quarters.
The next day they set off sailing again. Taylor had turned out to be good at sailing much to the surprise of Jack. But then he later found out, when he talked to him, that Taylor had too once been a pirate. One with a gift for drawing. He had given up piracy for Jacks mother, and when they were stopped from being together, had moved so he was far away, but still close enough to see her every now and then. Although to do that he had to give up piracy for good, and after she had died, had never gone back to it. It made sense to Jack now, why he longed to be out at the sea, piracy was in his blood.
As they drew closer to Taylor's home town it became apparent to Jack that something was not quite right within the port. A deathly fog surrounded the outskirts, which was strange considering the day it had been, had not been a day for that kind of weather. Although the temperature had dropped dramatically as well.
The tiny port town was deathly silent as they drew closer, only one or two lights could be seen lit up inside the houses. Along with the silence of the town, a silence among the crew appeared as well. Everyone was filled with a strange apprehensive feeling, of what was to come.
It was only when they were close enough to go through the fog did Jack realized what was happening. Pirate Attack. Had it been any other port town he would have turned around then and there, not wanting to get involved in what was going on. Well, he was a pirate too so he couldn't condemn what they were doing, for he had sack many towns before too. But this time, he found he couldn't just leave them to wreck the place and kill all that stood in their way. It was his fathers home and a sudden realization showed him that he wanted to in someway protect his home and all that went with it.
A hand on Jacks shoulder bought him out of his thoughts.
"Jack, we should turn around, come back in the morning when they've left." Jack studied his fathers face, the old man was full of clear concern about the well being of his only child.
"No."
"Pardon? No? What do you mean no?"
"I mean, we're going to go, get your stuff and then you are to come back and live on the Pearl. Understand?"
"Jack, firstly, it's far too dangerous. They're in the middle of sacking a town, get in their way and they will kill you-"
"I can take care of myself. They can't get to me, I'm one of the best fighters there is."
"I don't doubt that for a second. But secondly, I'm thrilled that your saying you want me to live here, but can't it wait just another night till we get my stuff then? It wont make any difference." Taylor's eyes were pleading with his sons, but Jack was having none of it. Once he set himself something to do, his determination would drive him through with it.
"We're going tonight. To keep it safer we'll only take a few people that way there's less chance of us getting caught in a cross fire. Savvy?" Taylor groaned. He could see no way of talking his son out of it himself, so decided to take on some… other form of persuasion…
"Anamaria. I really don't think it's a good idea." Ana just looked at the elderly man, half an apple in her hand.
"Tried telling him that huh?" Taylor nodded. "Fine ill give it ago. I really cant see what the problem is though Tay. Quick in-out. He knows not to get in others ways." Taylor sighed. His back up plan didn't seem to be going the way he had wanted it too. He had been hoping that Anamaria would oppose what Jack was doing so much so that she would put up a great fuss about it all. After all her being pregnant would make Jack want to keep her calm and stop any stress that may come her way. Yet she seemed fine with the whole plan which made Taylor wander if it had been such a good idea after all…
"Ana I'm going. It will be fine. Trust me." Anamaria narrowed her eyes at the father of her children,
"You go, I go too." Jacks eyes widened.
"What?"
"You heard me. If you're going, then I'm going to go too."
"But Ana- darling- you're pregnant."
"Your point? I'm not letting you go without me and that's final."
Taylor practically had his ear pressed up against the door of his son's cabin. The conversation was not going the way he had hoped.
Taylor was straining to hear the last part of the conversation and almost jumped out of his own skin when the door suddenly opened. Jack narrowed his eyes at his father but said nothing of it.
"To the boats…"
Taylor took one look at Anamaria who was obviously coming too and muttered "this isn't good." Under his breath…