Do We Have An Accord?

Adam sat at his desk looking out the window. He slouched in his chair and pushed a quill around a ledger then blotted the ink. He dipped it back into the inkwell then started the routine again. He looked down and frowned. It wasn't legible. He tightened the cord on his hand with his teeth hoping if he could tighten his grip he could move his arm to write properly. It didn't work. Frustrated, he looked out the window again. The inn Miss Swann was staying in was directly across the street. Miss. Swann was Bill Turners' son's girlfriend. What was it her father said? "Sees adventure everywhere lately." Adam straightened up. "Adventure! She wants adventure!" He called for a clerk to help him into his chair and push him across the street into the inn. When they arrived, he dismissed the clerk to the waiting area and inquired at the desk if Miss. Swann had left for the day.

"No Sir." Said David Sparrow. "Miss Swann is at brunch."

Adam smiled. Brunch. The girl sleeps in. The dining room will be virtually empty. He entered the dining room and was placed at a table. Adam ordered sausages, tea and toast and waited for Miss Swann to take the bait.

"Good morning Mr. Sparrow, Parker and Frank." The lovely lady said as she stood above him. She put her hand up. "Don't get up. May I sit?" "Its quite boring over there."

"Please" Adam motioned toward the chair next to him.

"Thank you." She smiled and sat down. Suddenly seeing the wheelchair and realizing how inappropriate her "don't get up" was, Elizabeth struggled to think of something to say.

"How my I be of assistance to you Miss Swann?' Adam pretended to be very interested in his brunch.

She cocked her head coyly. "You can tell me how you are related to Jack."

Desperately wanting to help she grabbed his knife, cut the sausages for him and insisted helping him eat despite his embarassed protests.

Adam resisted being offended in hope she would fall in line with his plans.

"You said it yourself last night that I indeed was not related to your Jack." He said through a mouth stuffed too full of sausages and toast. He grabbed his tea in a desperate attempt to stop her from helping him.

"Yes, but you are hiding him Mr. Sparrow."

He swallowed. Adam decided to broadside her.

"You are Bill Turner's Son's girlfriend are you not?"

"Oh! So you do know Jack Sparrow."

"I'll show you mine if you show me yours." He said flatly.

Elizabeth nodded. "You first."

"Yes I know Jack Sparrow."

Elizabeth was gleeful. "I knew it. How?? How do you know Jack Sparrow?!!"

"I know Jack Sparrow because I grew up with him and I also know Bill Turner and where he is."

It wasn't what Elizabeth was expecting. "He's dead. He's been dead a long time."

"No." Adam said. "He's not. He's being held prisoner."

Elizabeth's eyes grew wide. "Where? Why? Barbossa!"

"Yes! Yes! Barbossa!" His hands flew up reminding Elizabeth of Jack.

Adam egged her on. "He has him hidden away in a prison under the ocean!"

Elizabeth spied him suspiciously.

Adam knew he needed her on his side. "Jack is my brother. Bill and I became very good friends through him. Jack won't believe me that Bill's alive. He thinks I'm being emotional." He looked at the wooden floor. "Because I talk to him in my dreams."

"You talk to people in your dreams?" Elizabeth looked skeptical.

He didn't like her tone and got angry. "Yes! And you got kidnapped by cursed un-dead pirates didn't you?'

Elizabeth laughed. "Suppose I shouldn't cast stones should I?"

Adam continued, glad to have someone on his side. "We have a friend. She's a gypsy. She confirmed it all."

"Why are you telling me this?' She asked.

"Because Jack won't help me. He won't even try to find him. Bill is alive and down there alone and no one cares!" Adam bit his lip to stop the emotion from pouring forth.

Elizabeth smiled and touched his arm. He was quite unlike Jack. "I care and Will certainly will care. I promise we will help you." She paused. "On one condition."

"What condition?" Adam asked now his turn to be suspicious.

"That you tell me everything I want to know about Jack."

Adam thought about it. He didn't trust her. "When I am standing with Bill Turner and he is safe with us. I will tell you everything you want to know."

Elizabeth thought for a moment then stuck out her hand. "Do we have an accord?"

Adam smiled and took her hand.

"You are James Sparrow's son?"

Adam shook his head absently. "Yes, we are."

Her eyes twinkled.

She got back to the hotel excited and full of ideas. First, she needed to meet James Sparrow. Jack Sparrow is James Sparrow's son. Who on earth would have thought that? Jack Sparrow has two brothers! Strange, Elizabeth thought. James, The Commodore, seemed to know the other brother. Does he know the family? If so, why has he no idea who Jack Sparrow is? Jack. No wonder no one ever heard of him until he showed up in Tortuga looking for a crew. She remembered her own sheltered, privileged upbringing. Our daddies protect us well don't they Jack!! She giggled an excited giggle. She rushed to dress for lunch hoping her father and the Commodore would invite her and invite her they did. Elizabeth snuck down to the front desk before they came to escort her to dine with them.

"Miss Swann." The man at the desk smiled.

"Has my father's correspondence been sent yet?" She asked.

"No Miss." He pointed to a package. "It has yet to be picked up."

She handed him an envelope. "Please include this."

"Certainly Miss." He smiled.

Elizabeth returned to her room. If all went well Will Turner would arrive in about a week!

They were seated in a fine ocean front restaurant. Elizabeth couldn't believe how different this same experience would be if the restaurant were in Port Royal. The view was just breathtaking here.

"So did you have your meeting with Mr. Sparrow today? She asked nonchalantly.

"No." Her father answered. We meet at dinner tonight. Oh and your friend will be there. The one you tried to kill, both his sons will be with us."

She wrinkled her nose. "Both? Aren't there three sons?"

"Doing your homework are you? Yes but the third son, Jonathan is at sea."

"Jonathan" is at sea is he? she smiled. Every new piece of information thrilled her.

The Commodore shook his head. "It should prove quite interesting. I hear he is quite a hard man to deal with."

The Governor looked at the Commodore with a knowing look.. "Unless you are of the female persuasion I am told."

"Yes, I've heard it is certainly not a bad idea to have a lovely lady about to soothe the savage soul." James Norrington said amused.

Miss Elizabeth Swann fluttered her eyelashes innocently. "Well then I should be quite happy to attend if it helps you."

James looked inquiringly at the Governor.

"Oh, I don't know" Her father said. "We can't afford to be embarrassed Elizabeth."

"Oh!" Elizabeth assured them. "I will be the epitome of class and elegance, well gloved and sophisticated! I promise!"

He looked at his daughter. "Well, if you think you could behave yourself and would be comfortable it probably would help."

It was settled. Elizabeth was to meet James Sparrow.

Still angry of her involvement in Adam's Bill Turner obsession, Jack tormented Sidi all day long.

"I was your first thought in the morning luv. Fancy that!" He said leaning forward in her face while mocking her.

"Get away from me you evil despicable creature. I was drunk."

"Oh you liar. You were dying to dance with the lad."

"You're disgusting, you are filthy and you are vile."

"Now what does that make you darlin'? You're the one 'oo threw yerself at me. 'An yer not bad neither. Wonder 'ow good ye are with yer payin' customers?"

"I hate you!" She swung hard at him. He grabbed her arm, pulled her to him, kissed her again then released her laughing.

Sidi started to cry and ran to her room.

Very satisfied but feeling just a bit guilty, Jack congratulated himself and went upstairs to play with his daughter.