Angela stared at Jacks body for a few seconds. His pale face, which was covered in blood, his clothes that was tarred in pieces, the wounds all over his chest and the pistol, lying a few inches away from Jacks left hand…

"No!" Angela turned around and grabbed the collar on his shirt.

"He stood up, just a few seconds ago. He shot Squalor!" She turned around and kneeled next to Jacks body. He wasn't breathing; she checked for his pulse but couldn't find it. Angela used her hand to wipe of as much blood from her face as possible, then she took a deep shivering breath before she placed her fingers beneath Jacks chin, lifted his head up a little before she placed her hands on Jacks chest and started performing CPR.

"Angela…" James said pleading. He stepped forward and placed a hand on her shoulder, Angela shook it off.

"No! Come on Jack, breathe!" She leaned forward, pressed her lips against his and forced air into his lounges again. She checked his pulse, no change.

No…can't be dead…please…

Angela continued to do chest compressions and then blow air into is mouth for what seemed forever, but it didn't seem to help. People were talking behind her, but Angela didn't hear what they said, and she didn't care either. Her min was focused on Jack.

"Come on Jack! I can't breathe for you forever!"

"Angela just stop!" It was Elizabeth. Angela could hear that she was crying. "Please stop, it's no use." Angela stopped for a second.

"No! Continue Angela, help him." Will kneeled next to her. Angela met his eyes and saw the panic in them, she nodded and then continued.

"Come on Jack. You were the one who taught me to never give up, don't you dare give up now!" A tear fell from Wills eye.

Somewhere behind her could she hear someone saying that Jack would never survive. Angela started to realise that there probably were no use, but she couldn't stop, she couldn't give up…

She leaned forward again, pressed her lips against Jacks, but suddenly Jack started to cough. Angela sat up and stared at Jack. He opened his eyes and at first Angela thought that he was looking straight at her, but then she realised that he couldn't see her…Jack took a short rattling breath before closing his eyes again…

Angela leaned forward again; she checked for his pulse and smiled when she felt it.

"Jack?" Will had leaned forward too. Angela placed her hand on Wills arm before she stood up.

"Look, we need to move him I need a bed, clean rags or linen or something, hot water and a doctor, now!" No one moved, Angela realised that none of James men were very keen on helping a pirate.

"Fine!" Angela ran upstairs, took the sheet from Will's old bed and a pillow, than she ran down again.

"Elizabeth, there's a table over there, here." She gave the pillow and sheet to her.

"We can't get him upstairs." Elizabeth nodded and walked over to the table to turn it in to a temporary bed.

"Well go on then, carry the man to the table." The men had no choice but to follow James order, even though they didn't want to. But they carried Jack carefully over to the table.

"I'll get him ready."

"No Will, he will be too embarrassed, let me do it. Elizabeth kiss Will on his cheek and then walked over to Jack with some linen and a bucket with water that she had found somewhere.

"Will, you need to find the doctor." Angela had grabbed Wills arm, he nodded.

"Angela…" Angela turned around and looked straight into James worried face.

"Wait Will." Will stopped and looked confused at James.

"I know for sure that the doctor isn't in Port Royal today…"

"What? You've got to be kidding! He has to be here!"

"No Angela, he'll be here tomorrow morning, maybe…"

"Jack don't have till tomorrow!"

James stared at the floor for a few seconds, then he thought of something and looked up again. "What about you?"

"Me?"

"Yes Angela, you just saved Jacks life, it's clear that you know things about medicine."

"I'm not a doctor James…or at least not yet. I was going to be, but god, I can't do this. I've never done anything like this before."

"You don't have a choice, like you said, Jack don't have until tomorrow." He placed his hands on her shoulders. "You can do this."

"No James, I don't have any medical equipment…And I can't do this alone…"

"Anamaria…." James turned around.

"What?"

"On the Black Pearl! Anamaria sutured Jacks arm! She has some box with some equipment, she can help!" James hurried over to Will who were standing a few feet away.

"Hurry down to the harbour and find Anamaria! You need to tell her what happened and tell her to get over here with her box of medical equipment. Now Turner!" Will nodded and ran as fast as he could down to the harbour.

"I'll help Angela; I have some experience from injuries." Angela nodded.

"I need another shirt…It's too much blood on this and…" She blushed, looked up and saw something that she never thought Commodore Norrington ever would do. He had taken his shirt of, he gave her the shirt and Angela took it. She took of James coat and gave it back to him.

"He's ready…" Elizabeth stopped and stared at the scene. James without anything on his upper body and Angela wearing nothing but a bra. Now it was James turn to blush. Angela took the shirt on quickly, smiled and said thank you to James. Then she hurried over to the other side of the shop, and to Jack.

"You, leave!" The navvy men looked more then willing to follow James's orders.

"Wait! There were others…"

"What?"

"Squalor wasn't alone! Twigg was here, he helped him! And they talked about two more…Just find Twigg. A tall thin man, he looks like a rat. Find him!" James nodded and the men disappeared.

Angela sighed and then walked over to the table that Jack was lying on. He was naked, with only a piece of linen covering his "private parts". The white sheet beneath him was covered in blood already. Elizabeth came with a bucket of water and Angela washed her face and hands. Then she walked over to Jack and examined his injuries.

"We need to suture the wound on his thigh and the one of the back of his head, they're bleeding the worst. Come, put pressure here." Angela took Elizabeth's hand, in which she held a small piece of linen, and pressed it down on the wound on Jacks thigh.

"James, hold here." James nodded and pressed a piece of fabric on the back of Jacks head.

Angela kept examine him.

"A few broken ribs, the right wrist is broken and so is his nose. The jaw isn't, one positive thing…"

A loud noise made all three turn around, Anamaria had entered the shop.

"Ana!" Angela hurried over to her. "We really need your help."

They walked over to Jack; James blushed worse then ever as Anamaria glanced at his chest.

But then they all got to work. Anamaria sutured the wound on Jacks head, James helped her. Angela took care of the wound on Jacks thigh, which was the worst one. Elizabeth stood nest to them and gave them the equipment they needed. When they were done with those wounds they started working on the rest. Jacks body was in really bad shape, but he was breathing, and nothing else mattered at the moment.

Angela took a firm grip on Jacks right hand and then, quickly, pushed the bones back into its place. Then she and James tied a bandage tight around the wrist. They kept working on Jacks injuries for a while before Angela backed away.

"That's all we can do…for now at least…" She checked his pulse and breaths.

"We should move him Angela." James wiped off his hands. Angela nodded.

"But where? And how?" Angela turned to Jack and saw Anamaria standing next to him and carefully caressing his cheek. Elizabeth was cleaning up all the bloodstained fabrics on the floor. But then Angela heard something. She turned around and walked over to the big wheal were the donkey was, or should be. At first she didn't see the animal, but when she did, she nearly screamed. The donkeys was bleeding, the pirates had tried to cut its throat but had failed. Angela kneeled next to the animal; she placed a gentle kiss on its muzzle before she turned around, grabbed a sword behind her and with one strike, ended the animals' misery.

She dropped the sword and stared at the animal. James walked over to her and placed his hands on her shoulders. Then suddenly, a loud bang behind them and then the sound of voices, Angela and the rest turned to the door.

Some of Norringtons men came in, dragging a man…

"You!" Angela tried to attack Twigg but was stopped by James.

"No! Let me go!" Angela struggled to get away from James's firm grip.

"I want him! Let me have him." James was shocked by the deep hate in her eyes.

"No Angela. Listen to me. I'll make sure that he's punished. You need to worry about Jack right now. He still needs you." Angela calmed down and nodded.

"But I want to see him when he dies." That was not a request. James just nodded. Pleased, Angela pass the men who were holding Twigg, but not before she had given him a hard punch in his stomach. James walked over to Twigg.

"You better hope that Jack makes it, or you'll wish that I had let her have you now. Take him out of my sight!" The men did as he ordered.

"Where's Will?" Elizabeth had suddenly remembered her husband.

"He's with ye father, they went fer a walk." Elizabeth smiled towards Anamaria, grateful to her father. Then she suddenly thought of something.

"We can place Jack in my old room!"

And they did. They made a temporary stretcher and moved Jack to the Governors mansion.

"How is he?" Governor Swann was standing behind Angela, who was sitting on the edge of the bed were Jack was lying, Outside the window were only darkness, it was a beautiful night, but neither of them had noticed that.

"He is stable…at least for the moment…" Will entered the room.

"I'll sit with him tonight Angela; you just go and get some sleep."

"No, I'll stay, can't get much sleep anyway."

"Angela…please, let me stay with him tonight."

"What if he stops breathing again?" Angela spoke in a low voice, but didn't take her eyes of Jacks chest once.

"I saw what you did, and I'm sure that I can manage to do it. And I'll make someone fetch you of course. Please…I wasn't much help earlier." Angela turned around and saw tears' falling from the young mans face.

"Come here." Will walked over to her. "Sit here," she nodded towards a chair next to the bed, "and don't leave him out of your sight once. And if anything happens, find me!" Will nodded, so Angela stood up and left the room, followed by the Governor. He closed the door behind them and then placed his left hand gently on Angelas arm. But the touch made Angela want to scream. She couldn't stay here another second. So she ran down the stairs and out of the house. And the first thing she did when she got out was to bend forward and throw up. Angela took several deep breathes when she was done before she ran over to a tree, sat down on the ground and leaned her back against the trunk. She couldn't breathe, she looked at her hands and saw that there was still blood on them, frenetic tried she to get the blood off. The smothering feeling grew stronger for every second, she couldn't breathe. Tears started falling from her eyes, but she didn't even try to stop them…

I'm not that satisfied with this chapter, but it was a hard chapter to write.

I hope you're not too disappointed.

Next chapter is on the way ;)