I'm sorry for the delay. Well, here's the fifth chapter, I hope you enjoy it, please review.

A week passed by, Angela and Jack spent a lot of time together, but Jack was extremely flirty. There was hardly a woman in Port Royal that had been able to escape Jacks attempts to woo every woman in the town. He didn't even leave the children alone. He was always offering the small girls a flower or some sweets, if he wasn't telling a story of course. Jack got very popular among the children in Port Royal, even though their parents didn't seem to like it very much. So, one hot afternoon Jack was standing on the deck and watched the children pretend that they were pirates, and even some of the men in his crew had joined the game.

"You're hopeless Jack." He looked down and saw Angela standing on the dock.

"Come on up love!" Angela smiled when Jack bent over the rail, grabbed her hands and helped her up on deck.

"Thanks Jack."

"Ye're welcome love." He lifted the hat of his head. "Ye were saying?"

"That you're hopeless!"

"And why is tha'?"

"Well Captain Sparrow, I doubt that it's fair that you give all these children false expectations. You're letting them think that pirates are heroes or something."

"And I'm not?" Angela started laughing.

"Sometimes Jack." Jack grinned and Angela started laughing even worse.

"Captain, captain!" A short, red haired boy, maybe seven years old was pulling Jacks coat. Both Angela and Jack looked down at the boy.

"Captain, please can you tell us about when you became the chief of the cannibals again?" Angela raised an eyebrow.

"O' course lad, jus give me another minute with the lady, eh?" The lad smiled, several of his teeth were missing, and then he ran off to a small group of children.

"Well, I guess that I should leave you then. See you later Jack."

"No wait!" Jack lowered his voice. "These things are driving me mad."

"Things? You mean the kids?"

"Aye! But if ye'll stay here with me, I might be able to handle them."

"Oh come on Jack! Don't tell me that you, the mighty Captain Jack Sparrow is afraid of small children?" Jack glared at her.

"Fine! I'll stay! It's a good thing for you that I love children. I would love to have one of my own one day"

"Jus' one?" The glare had been replaced by a grin on Jacks face. Angela decided to ignore his comment.

"Shouldn't you hurry over there and keep lying to the kids instead?"

Jack placed his arm in a firm grip around Angelas waist.

"No love, today you'll be lying to them."

"What?"

"Jus' figured tha' ye must 'ave some interesting stories? I'm running out on those who are fit for children…"

"Why am I not surprised Jack." Jack sneered and whispered in Angelas ear.

"But ye can hear them later if ye'd like that'?"

"No thanks Jack." They walked over to the rail where the small group of children were tormenting poor Mr Cotton and his parrot.

"Leave Mr Cotton alone kids!" They turned around and looked as innocent as only small children can. "Come, Angela is going to tell ye a story today." A small boy with brown hair and dirt on his nose walked over to Angela and stared at her.

"Is she like one of those women in Tortuga?" Angela gasped and turned to Jack, looking extremely insulted and angry.

"All right, I ran out of stories fit for children yesterday…" Angela punched Jack on his arm. Jack looked uncomfortable and started to make some gestures with his hands before walking over to the rest of the children. Angela sighed and followed him, also feeling uncomfortable since the boy was still watching her.

"Hi kids, I'm Angela." The kids looked at her with eyes filled with curiosity.

"I know who you are…My mother says that I'm not allowed to talk to you…" Angela backed away. The girl was pretty, with blonde hair and green eyes. She was wearing a pink dress and looked as if she came from a rather wealthy family. "Oh really, and why not?"

"She says that you are unfortunate…" Angela clutched her fists together, she knew far to well what the girls mother meant with unfortunate…

"No! My parents says that she's owned by the Governor! My brother says he would like to ow too." Now Angela gasped, she couldn't believe it.

"What ever yer parents say is a lie!" All the children stared at Jack; it was obvious that he had never yelled at them before.

"Now I don' wanna hear another bad word about her. And ye tell yer parents tha' too." All the children nodded. Angela leaned over to Jack.

"Look, I should probably leave…"

"Don' bother love. People in cities like this always talk. Ye're different, and tha' scares them. Jus' look at me. They're all scared of me 'cause I aint like them."

"No Jack, they are afraid of you because you are a pirate; a thief, a murderer and only god knows what else." She placed her hand on his cheek. "I like you anyways captain. But I'm going now."

"But miss, I want to hear your stories." Another little girl had stood up. She was the most beautiful child Angela had ever seen. She was dirty with a patched dress, she had freckles and her black curly hair framed her face. The innocence was glowing in the child's brown eyes. Angela smiled.

"All right then." She took Jacks hand and they sat down next to the children.

"I think I'm going to tell you the story about the little mermaid."

And so Angela started telling the story and the children was lost as they tried to picture the fantastic adventure Angela was telling them about. But Jack could hardly hear a word she said; even though nothing existed accept her voice and eyes...

And the next couple of days, Angela spent on the Black Pearl, telling stories for the children, Jack and his crew.

One night when Angela was getting ready to go back to the Governors house Jack stopped her. He took her to his cabin were almost the whole crew were standing, or sitting.

"What's this?" Jack explained that they were curious about the future. They had heard so many fairytales and now they wanted true stories. Angela hesitated for a while. Did they really want to know? Should she tell them the truth about the future? About all the wars, the terrorism? She decided not to. Why crush their dreams and hopes? Who would like to know that the future was all about wars, terror and torture? About the 11th September 2001? The nuclear wars? No, she had to be gentle, only tell them things that were harmless.

"Well…we still use ships." It was horrible, she had to lie to them. But there's nothing wrong with some white lies once in a while, she were just trying to protect them. And she wasn't exactly lying, she were more hiding the truth.

"But they are a bit different. There is hardly any ship made of wood anymore." And so she started talking about the modern ships. The computers and how the Captain basically had nothing to do any more.

"Sounds very easy." Angela looked over at Anamaria, who didn't seem too happy to have Angela there. "Too easy and too bloody good to be true."

"Sounds boring." Angela looked over at Jack and smiled, of course it was boring.

"But they sound unsinkable!" A short, bald man (a dwarf) looked as if he were dreaming.

"Oh no, they're not. I have a story about that actually. About a ship so big and fantastic, the unsinkable ship! The Titanic…" Angela had never liked that film, to much love and romance for her. But Jonathan had loved it so she had watched it many times, and had been extremely bored while Jonathan had been crying. She told them the story, but left out the whole Jack and Rose part, it was not very important.

The next day Angela spent together with Elizabeth, Will and Jack in Will's blacksmiths shop. Angela was playing on her guitar while Elizabeth listened, Will worked and Jack just walked around.

"That's really beautiful Angela." Angela looked up and gave Elizabeth a smile.

"Thank you Elizabeth." Then she picked up the pace and played a faster song.

"But what are this music for? I mean, you can't really dance to it…"

"Of course you can." Angela stopped playing and looked, almost shocked at Elizabeth.

"Me and Jonathan danced all…" She stopped in the middle of the sentence and looked down.

Fortunately James stepped inside the shop that second.

"Don't ye 'ave a job to do Commodore?" Jack walked over to James, who, of course, ignored Jack's comment. Angela started playing again, Jack recogninsed the melody.

"Wha's it called again, I forgot." Angela smiled.

"Heartbeats."

"How do you dance to it?" Elizabeth was filled with curiosity, like a small child the night before Christmas.

"There are so many dances; it would take all day to tell you about them. But you know what, I can teach you one or two of them. James, get over here." James walked over to Angela who told him to sit down next to her.

"Look how I play now." She played a few tones on the guitar, over and over again.

"Now you try." She gave the guitar to him. At first he refused but he was encouraged by Will ad Elizabeth so he gave it a try. And after a while, and with help from Angela, he was able to play a short, fast melody on the guitar.

"Great! And if you play wrong don't stop, just keep playing until you get it again. Now Jack, get over here." Jack walked over to them; Angela stood up and took his hand. "The lady that taught me how do dance always said that dancing should be like sex. So you should be able to handle this." She pulled him with her away from the others.

"I dunno if I should I be offended or take tha' as a compliment." Angela just smiled, but Jack turned to Will and the others and mimed "compliment". Angela took Jacks left hand and placed it on her hip, then she took a firm grip around his right hand. She explained the first and easiest steps in the Salsa. Jack managed it rather well, but stepped on Angelas feet a few times.

"That's good Jack." Jack shook his head and mumbled something about making him look like a fool, but really he enjoyed having Angela in his arms. She was wearing a green t-shirt and denim shorts, (but she had been forced to wear a long coat on the way over to the shop though) and Jack thought that she looked very pretty, and of course he liked to see her legs.

"Let's see if you can bend me backwards." She explained how and then they tried. Jack took a firmer grip on her hand and waist as she fell backwards.

"Ok, and up!" Jack pulled her back up.

"Good. Let's try again." Jack nodded and was prepared for her to fall back, but instead she raised her right leg and placed it on his hip before she fell backwards, so far down that her hair touched the floor this time, Jack waited a few seconds and then pulled her back up. They stood still for a while, with Angelas leg still placed on Jacks hip and looking each other deep into the eyes, with their bodies pressed against each other. Then Angela put her leg down and stepped away from him, but she didn't look the least bit embarrassed. Her whole being had changed during the dance, she had become so confident and Jack realised that dancing was to her what the Pearl was for him, freedom…

Angela curtsied and Jack made a silly bow as Elizabeth was applauding. Will just looked scared, he realised that Elizabeth probably would like to learn how to dance like that. Angela walked over to James, thanked him for the music and then took back her guitar.

"Angela, that was amazing."

"Thank you Elizabeth. And you did really well Jack, for a beginner." Both Angela and Elizabeth started laughing. Jack glared angrily at them.

"Oh come on Jack, you know you loved it." Jack turned away, he had loved it, but he would never admit it to anyone…A pirate Captain does not love to dance….

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

It's dark, so very dark.

I keep running, faster and faster.

A laughter. A cold, evil laughter, it hunts me.

A flash…the ground disappears and suddenly I'm floating in cold water.

I can't move, I can't breathe.

It's all so quiet…so dark…

Then I hear a loud scream and suddenly I'm sinking.

Can't move….can't breathe…and the laughter gets louder…

Can't breathe….

Angela woke up, gasping for air. Her nightgown was soaking wet of her sweat and sticking to her body. She got out of bed fast and hurried over to one of the windows. She opened it and felt a cool breeze.

"It's so warm…" She leaned out, as far as she could without falling down but it didn't help. This was an unusually warm night, even for the Caribbean. And that nightmare hadn't exactly been helping. But this nightmare hadn't been like the other one, she didn't recognise the laughter. And who had been screaming? She couldn't remember.

"It doesn't matter; it's just a stupid nightmare. Oh, I could kill for a shower and a cup of coffee." Angela sighed and leaned back from the window. She didn't even want to think about how awful she must smell right now. Jack smelled terrible; she noticed that every time they were close to each other. But she had got used to it, maybe because she smelled disgusting herself. She wiped of sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, the heat got worse for every second. Angela made a decision. She put on a pare of shoes, took a soap from a drawer and then she sneaked out of the house as silent as she could.

About twenty minutes later she was standing by the pond. She smiled and felt a relief when she saw the water. It was not a warm shower, but it was still something. Angela took off her white nightgown, her underwear and shoes, then she stepped into the pond. The water was deep and cool…and perfect. Angela let her head disappear underneath the surface and stayed below until her lounges cried for air. Her head broke through the surface and she took a few deep breaths. Then she stepped out of the water, took the soap that she had left on the ground and walked back into the water. When she was done with the soap she swam back to leave it but nearly screamed when she saw two boots in front of her.

"Good evening love."

"Jack! What are you…I'm not wearing any clothes!" She sank down deeper so her chin was below the surface as well.

"Aye, I can see tha'." He bent down and held up the nightgown.

"Did you follow me?" Now Angela was angry.

"Well, i guess we can say that I did. I was out on a walk when I saw you walking, and it's not safe fer a young woman to be on her own in the middle of the night…"

"Oh, bullshit! Just leave!" But Jack didn't leave, instead he started taking his clothes off.

"What are you doing now?" Angela turned around, she was not going to look when Jack got undressed.
"Jus' so ye know love, I didn't look." Strangely, Angela believed him. Then she heard how Jack went into the water, she turned around.

"If you are expecting anything…"

"I don't, I jus' thought this looked very nice, savvy?"

"It was nice… You know something, wait here. And don't look!" Jack turned around as Angela got the soap again.

"Here." Jack turned around and Angela threw the soap over to him.

"You smell disgusting! You ,if anyone, need a bath." And surprisingly Jack used the soap and washed himself.

"Satisfied?"

"I will be once you get awaf from here." Jack grinned and started swimming towards her.

"Oh no, you stay at least three feet away from me."

This was unbelievable. She was skinny-dipping with Jack Sparrow. She could imagine about a thousand girls in the 21st century who would kill to be in her shoes, but all Angela wanted to do was disappear. It's a good thing the water is so dark…

Angela couldn't help but wonder how many other women Jack had been swimming naked with.

"I want to leave now. And you're getting out of the water first." Jack nodded and immediately got out of the water. Angela did of course turn around while he got dressed. But her curiosity took over and after a while she turned around, after all, he had probably been watching her taking her clothes off…

Jack was standing in nothing but his trousers with his shirt in his hands. He smiled when he noticed that Angela was watching him. When he had put his shirt, boots, coat and hat back on Angela told him to turn around, and made sure that he could not see her before she got out of the water. Quickly she put her nightgown and shoes on. Jack turned around and he looked both amused and uncomfortable when he looked at her. Angela looked down and gasped when she noticed that her nightgown had become see-through. Jack walked over to her, took off his coat and wrapped it around her.

"Thank you…" Angela was blushing, this was terrible, she just wanted to sink trough the ground. Jack stroke the hair gently from her face, Angela took his hand and closed her eyes. No matter how hard she tried to deny her feelings for Jack, she had to admit to herself that she really liked to feel his touch. She opened her eyes again and backed away.

"It's too fast…" She mumbled and looked down at the ground.

"Look in the right pocket." Angela looked up, and then put her hand down the pocket and picked up something.

"Oh Jack." It was a beautiful silver necklace, a silver flower with a small blue stone in the middle. This necklace wasn't as heavy as the medallion Jack had given her on their way to Tortuga, when he had kissed her for the first time. The memory made Angela warm inside.

"Seems like ye misplaced the other one I gave ye." They both smiled.

"I hope you didn't steel it from anyone around here?"

"Nah, I've had tha' one fer a while."

"Ok." Angela kept watching the beautiful necklace, but then she held it out, so Jack could take it back. "I can't take this. You can't do this, we can't be more then friends, ever."

"It's a gift from one friend to another then." Jack pushed her hand back.

"No false promises? No commitments?"

"'s jus' a gift love."

Angela didn't know, but it felt like she would start crying soon. She took a deep breath and looked up, directly into Jacks eyes.

"I don't care that you stole it….It's lovely, thank you Jack." She put the necklace on and Jack watched her.

"You're leaving huh?" The question startled Jack; he looked up and noticed Angelas sad eyes.

"Aye…" He would not lie to her, he had to leave, his crew was eager to leave, and Jack too.

"Tomorrow?" Jack nodded.

"That figures." She moved her hand slowly to the necklace again.

"No, I've been wanting to give it to ye for a long time love. Jus' haven't had any opportune moments yet." Now Angela had to smile.

"I'll miss you."

"I would like to take ye along, but it's too dangerous love."

"Will you ever come back?"

"I dunno, maybe." Jack had been facing death so many times, he had been left to die more times then he could remembered, he had escaped an execution almost as many times, but this he couldn't handle. That the beautiful girl in front of him was crying, and the fact that he might never see her again.

"Would ye like to come?" Angela looked up, and when she talked her voice was trembling.

"I don't know Jack…" Jack knew, she was no pirate, she would never survive out there, and in her heart she knew that she had to stay.

"I better get ye back to the mansion before the Gov'nor or anyone else in this bloody town wakes up."

"When?" Angela had grabbed his arm.

"We're leaving at sunset." Angela nodded, and felt some relief, she would have a chance to see him again.

Jack placed his hand on her cheek and looked in to Angelas blue eyes. Then he kissed her, gentle and slow. Angela responded to the kiss and for a few seconds, neither of them had any worries in the whole world….