Ok, I really like the title on this chapter, and that's about all that I like about it.

But please, don't give up on me, the intresting part of the story is coming soon

Ah well, hope that you willenjoy this chapter a little.

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"I had the same dream last night, again."

I'm running…Something's following me; hunting…I'm the prey.

It's dark, so very dark.

I keep running, faster and faster.

Suddenly, a scream! I turn around. No one is there.

I'm all alone, but the scream still echoes in the night.

Then suddenly I'm drowning. And no matter how hard I try to get up to the surface I can't!

I see a light and I try to reach it, but I can't.

Then I see Jonathan, he is swimming below me. He looks at me for a short second, before he disappears. I scream his name, but he can't hear me.

Then I hear his laughter. He is standing above me, and he is laughing. That cold, evil laughter! He reaches down into the water, he grabs my arm. I'm forced to look into his cold yellow eyes before he lets go and I sink deeper and deeper until everything turns black…

"I don't know what to do…What does it mean?" Angela looked into the horse's black eyes.

"I guess you don't know either." She smiled, but it quickly faded away.

"He promised me that I would feel better if I just said goodbye, but I only feel worse. Well, I guess there's nothing we can do about it right now. So come on, let's go for a ride." Angela climbed up on his back. She still had no saddle, she didn't like them and Sparrow hated them. Angela was so glad that Will and Elizabeth had put her in charge of the horse. She felt good around him. She needed him.

Especially since Jack…

It hurt to think about him too.

Angela had always thought that Jack's attitude was just a charade, that deep inside of him was the real Jack, and that she had seen parts of him, when he was sensitive and caring.

But now, ever since that night on the beach he was different.

The pirate attitude was back and he didn't seem to care about Angela at all.

He was flirty, supercilious and he had started drinking a lot more than before. She'd thought that they were friends, sometimes even a bit more. But now…Thinking about Jack just made Angela sad and angry.

"We're better of without him. A useless, alcoholic, stupid, mean pirate, who'd want that?"

I do…

Angela forced that thought out of her head, she did not want Jack, she didn't need him.

But it did hurt though…It hurt a lot when he pushed her away.

"He is just another stupid guy…"

"Jack!" Will was carrying several wooden planks; he dropped them on the ground and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"I brought you these."

"Thanks lad."

"Do you need any help?" The older man smiled when he bend down and picked up half of the planks.

"Why not lad?" Will followed him onboard the Pearl.

"She's starting to look good."

"Aye, no' much left to do."

"Are you leaving right away or do you mind spending some time hear first?" Both men dropped the planks. Jack turned over to Will. He had to look up since Will was taller then him. And thought for one second, as always, that it was Bootstrap he was talking to. Will looked just like his father. Well, he didn't just look like him, he was like him in many ways besides appearance.

"I think so, me and the crew are starting to long fer the sea. And, there's nothing here for any of us."

"Oh really? Thank you Jack, just don't say that in front of Elizabeth. Or Angela…"

"Ye've only been married a year, ye can't be sick of each other already?" Jack grinned.

"We're not. But…it's good to have you around Jack."

"It's good to be around lad."

They worked for nearly two hours, it was a hot day and the sun stood high in the sky, even Will started to long for the cool winds out at sea.

Will had wondered his whole life why his father chose a life at sea instead of one at home with his wife and son.

But he had slowly started to understand a year ago. And he knew why Jack loved it so much. Will loved it too, but he loved Elizabeth more and would never leave her like his father did.

"He wanted to be with ye lad, not a day went by without him mentioning ye and yer mother at least twice. He loved ye…"

It was frustrating, Jack knew so much about his father, and Will so little. Everything that he thought he knew had been a lie. But Jack talked gladly about Bill, after all, it had been his best friend and Will was his son. And Jack, well he started to feel more and more like a brother.

"Jack, Elizabeth wants you over for dinner tonight. Jack smiled and assured Will that he would be there. Will would miss Jack a lot when he left. But he knew that there was nothing in the world that could make Jack leave the Pearl or his life as a pirate…

Angela tried her best to avoid looking at him, which was nearly impossible since she had been placed on the opposite side of the table from him. But, Jack was trying to avoid her as well.

Even Will and Elizabeth could feel the tension between them and it was a very awkward dinner. The four was sitting in Mr and Mrs Turners rather big dining room in their rather big house. Elizabeth had been hoping that this dinner might warm things up between Jack and Angela, but it didn't look too good. She tried her best to keep a conversation going, but realised after a while that it was useless. After one and a half humiliating hours Will offered Jack a glass of rum, and Angela figured that now was a proper time to leave. She thanked Will and Elizabeth, but didn't even look at Jack and hurried out of their house.

"Wait!" Angela turned around, and there he was, standing right in front of her. He looked so confident and haughty…and incredible handsome. Angela didn't know what she wanted the most, run up and kiss him or slap him? But she had to admit to herself that she missed him.

Why couldn't they be friends?

"What do you want Jack?" Jack looked at the young woman. She was wearing light blue dress from her time, with short arms and a skirt that reached down a bit below her knees. A bit to revealing maybe, but Jack liked it. It didn't make her look cheap, she looked pretty.

Angela didn't really like to wear dresses that much; she had always been a bit of a tomboy, but this one she actually liked. And she wanted to dress up nice for Elizabeth and Will.

"Jus' thought tha' maybe ye wanted company. 's not safe fer a young lady to walk all by herself in the middle of the night."

"I thought that you should have learned by now that I can take care of myself Jack." She turned around and started to walk away again.

"Wait."

"Why? Why do you want to talk to me now Jack? You've been avoiding me during the past week, and I can't figure out why?"

"I like ye…almost too much. I don't know…"

"Stop it! Angela turned around and walked up to Jack.

He can't be serious, he is lying…"

"I've seen you. You drink a lot and then you go on a hunt for women. Too bad for you that the women in Port Royal has a bit more class then the women you're used to and are not fooled as easily. So don't even try, I know exactly what you're after. And you aint getting it from me!"

"I'm sorry…" But Angela didn't hear the words Jack whispered into the night, she was already long gone.

This is crazy…

The sensitive look in Jacks eyes when he talked to her had really scared her. That was not like him! He's a pirate! He only cares about three things, booty, alcohol and how to get women in bed. Guys like him never falls in love. No, it was a trick. A pathetic trick from his side to get inside of her pants…or, skirt.

But still…that honesty, that sensitivity.

Besides, he never said he was in love with you. He just said he liked you. Maybe he just misses you and your friendship, just like you do...

"Damn!" Angela turned around and started to walk down to the harbour.

The Pearl lied anchored by the dock, it still looked like a ghost ship in the darkness, but she was beautiful and Angela felt a shiver down her spine. She climbed onboard only to find Jack standing by the rail with a bottle of rum in his hands.

"Hi stranger." He turned around.

"I miss you. I don't understand why you push me away, why haven't spoken to me since that night…why you won't even look at me. You're my friend, well, at least I thought you were."

Jack didn't answer, he just kept his eyes focused on Angelas feet.

"Well, I guess I should leave then. Goodnight."

"Why won't ye join me instead love." He pointed with the rum bottle at the mast. There, on the deck Angela saw another two bottles of rum, two pillows and a blanket.

"What Jack, you want me to sleep with you?" A big mischief grin appeared on Jacks lips immediately. Angela realised what she just said and pressed her hands over her mouth.

"Well love, tha' wasn't exactly what I had planned, but who can turn down such offer?

"Oh shut up Jack! I meant sleep, as in sleeping…"

"I know love."

"And the answer is still no. But I can keep you company for a while if you'd like that." They walked over to the mast, sat down and Jack wrapped the blanket around Angela's shoulders.

Jack gave her a bottle. Angela hesitated.

"I don't know…I have bad experience from this…"

"I aint trying to get ye drunk." Angela smiled and took a sip.

"Why do you sleep out here?"

"I like it…the stars."

"Yes, it's lovely." Angela could feel Jacks eyes on her, and she shivered. She wanted him to hold her, but only because it was a little cold, right?

Jack turned away, took a huge gulp of rum.

"Ah, this is a gift from God." He held it the bottle towards the sky, as if he wanted to make a toast with God himself. Angela started laughing.

"Yeah, sure Jack. So I guess that's why he let Elizabeth burn it a year ago?"

Jack glared angrily at her.

"Bloody shame." He took another gulp. "Rum is for drinking, not for burning, savvy?"

"I hear you Captain Sparrow.You know something Jack, I thought that I was going home as soon as I was done with my "mission", but it seems like I have to stay here."

"Maybe yer mission isn't done yet."

"Oh really, what could there possible be left for me to do?"

"make sure that I don't die from boredom in this bloody town." Angela started laughing. "Well Captain, if you need me to save you, then stop pushing me away." She leaned over to him, he looked her deep in the eyes and Angela was sure that he was going to kiss her, so she turned away. She put the bottle down on the deck, and took the blanket of her shoulders.

"This was fun." She stood up. "But I should head back home." Angela smiled.

"Home…It feels so natural to call this place my home. I don't know why."

"'s the people hear. And the scenery."

"I guess so. Well, goodnight Captain Sparrow."

"Angela? Do ye want to go back? To yer time?" Angela looked at him for a few seconds, then she turned away.

"I don't know anymore…"