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By the time the sun had risen, the young woman was awake and already helping out the crew with the daily chores. Mir. Gibbs had the young sailor Bill Turner scrubbing the main deck to start off with that morning.
"Mr Gibbs, I don't mean to complain but why is the young woman that came aboard last night aloud to check the rigging?" Bill asked, as he sat back onto his knees for a moment.
Gibbs looked up and watched the young woman for a few moments to see how she was coming along. Turning back to the lad " Well boy, that there young woman be an old member of de crew. 'Bout twelve years or so ago, the captain felt that she be better off at in a safe harbor then on the Pearl." Gibbs explained so that the full truth would still be hidden from the young lad until the day he was ready to know about what really happened to his parents.
"She's been waiting that long?" Bill commented as he went back to work.
Looking up to the helm, Gibbs saw the captain standing there steering the ship. Walking up the stair case he walled over " If that be her, then I should say that she be no mere child, Jack" he commented in a hushed tone.
Looking up into the rigging, Sparrow watched the young woman make her way in the rigging as if she had been doing it her whole life "So I've noticed!" he replied with an almost frustrated tone.
Gibbs new that something was bothering Sparrow, "She don't look like 'im though" catching the captains full attention.
Looking down from the young woman he looked over to his first mate, "She's looks like her mum, that's be fer certin...has her temper too" he said causing them two men to chuckle.
"Aye, I would doubt it! Though it might be better if she looked more like her father" Gibbs commented softly as he walked away.
Gibbs took him more by surprise that upset him, "And what would ye be meaning by that, I wonder?" he called out after his first mate who's only response was a short burst of laughter.
After her task was done the young woman jumped down onto the main deck,"The rigging be secured, Captain!" she called out to Sparrow "With yer leave, might I go an see if yer cook be needing any help in the galley?" she asked politely.
Sparrow only nodded a silent yes and watched the young woman disappear bellow deck. Looking over to the young sailor he watched him dump the bucket of dirty water over the side of the ship, "Smith take the wheel" he called out to one of his crew mates. Walking down the stairs, "a word with ye Lad" he spoke up looking strait at Bill. The young sailor nodded and fallowed Sparrow up to the bow of the ship, " ye be doing a good job mate!"
Bill smiled, "Thank you sir," he replied
"Mind if I ask what ye know of a man called William Turner he lived in Port Royal as a Blacksmith?" Sparrow asked wanting to know just what the lad knows about parents.
Bill was takin aback at the captain's question, " That be my father Sir! He and my mother were lost at sea when I was five years old."" he replied not knowing why he was being asked this.
Sparrow simply nodded ' Looks like the ole Governor kept 'is word afta all' he thought to himself "Ah, I thought ye be from Port Royal. What else do ye know?" he asked raising an eyebrow.
Bill continued to look out at the water " Well my Grandfather told me that they were out sailing in the Caribbean with me along with them when we ran into a hurricane. He told me that a good friend of there's brought me back to Port Royal." he explained.
Sparrow was surprised, "What were ye told about this friend of their's?" he asked as he own curiosity was getting the better of him.
Bill looked up at the captain, "Grandfather never talked much about him. I do remember a little about him though... I remember one time he and dad got drunk in some town we were docked in and mom yelled at both of them so loudly she woke the whole crew up including me...I can't remember much about him though something really bad happened and..." his voice drifted off
Sparrow placed a hand gently onto the lads shoulder, "Don't worry..it'll come ta ye...give it some time and it'll come ta ye!" he replied walking away from the young sailor. He knew the boy needed to be alone to get himself together. He didn't bother going back up to the helm of the ship but walked into his cabin closing the door behind him.
