During the next two days, Jack developed a high fever. Either Angela or Will was there by Jacks side every minute of the day, but there was nothing they could do, except try to get his fever down.

"Angela!" James had hurried over to the Governors mansion as soon as he had got the news. He pressed his hands to his sides and tried to catch his breathe again. Angela turned around and James met the pale girls' eyes.

"What is it James?" James took one deep breathe before speaking.

"The doctor…he just returned." He could see the relief in Angelas eyes.

"We gotta' go." She stood up, passed James in a hurry before hesitating.

"But what about Jack…Will's asleep and I can't leave him alone."

"I can watch him for a while." Both James and Angela turned around. Elizabeth stood in the doorway.

"I've been here for while, and besides, Will won't wake up for at least a few hours, so I can look after Jack." Angela smiled and gave Elizabeth a short hug. She whispered the words thank you in her ear before leaving the room.

"What do you mean you can't help him!"

"Angela calm down!" James grabbed Angelas' right arm.

"You have to; you're a doctor for crying out loud!" The man stepped forward.

"I don't have to do anything. Good day." He tried to close the door but Angela pushed it open again.

"You have an obligation…Why won't you help him!"

"He is a pirate!"

"He is also a human being!" The doctor pulled his fingers through the dark hair and Angela noticed a few grey hairs. He looked up, but avoided Angela.

"I'm sorry miss, but there is nothing I can do. I can't help pirates."

"You're not just helping a pirate. You're saving a man whose life is hanging by a thread. Like you're supposed to. Isn't that why you became a doctor?" The man looked at her, and Angela realised that she had gotten through to him. She took a step forward and placed her hands on his shoulders.

"Please sir, he is my friend."

"And mine as well." Angela turned to the door where James, who had been waiting outside, was standing.

"And he is also a friend of the Governor. In fact, he his in the Governors charge, in his mansion. And I sincerely doubt that he will be pleased when he hears that you refused to help him." The doctor looked terrified.

"As you wish Commodore, I'll stop by and have a look at him, but that's all! Shall we say in an hour?"

"Thank you James." He smiled.

"All you need is the right connections." Angela returned his smile.

"I guess…Commodore…there's one thing I wonder." They were walking side by side in the sun, heading back to the Governor's mansion, when Angela suddenly had come to think of something.

"Commodore? Since when did we become so formal?"

"Sorry, James. I was just wondering, how exactly did you find out about where we were?"

"Is that really important Angela?" James looked uncomfortable.

"Yes it is! To me…"

"Miss Angela! Commodore!" One of the Governors maids came running down the hill."

"Commodore, sir." She curtsied. "It's Mr Sparrow. He is awake."

Angela and James looked at each other before they both started running. Angela ran faster than James and entered Elizabeth's old room before he did.

Elizabeth was sitting on the bed, dabbing his forehead with a damp rag. Jack was lying on his back in the bed, his eyes were wide open and he was staring at the ceiling.

"Jack…?" Angela walked slowly over to the bed. She said the mans name again but he didn't react.

"I don't think he can hear us." Elizabeth's voice was shivering, so were her hands. Angela hurried over to her and placed her hands on her shoulders. Elizabeth started crying. James entered the room. He looked at the two women first, then at the pirate in the bed and rage started growing inside him. Hadn't those three already suffered enough because of those pirates? It's not fare…

"Elizabeth." Angela looked at her friend. "Go home and be with your husband. You need each other." Elizabeth looked at Jack.

"Mrs Turner…Elizabeth." James stepped forward and took her hand gently, a gesture that he wouldn't have dreamed about doing a year ago, it wasn't proper. "Go home to Will."

Elizabeth nodded and then left the room. Angela sat down on the bed instead and took Jacks warm hand in hers.

"He has such high fever…"

"The doctor will be here soon…" Angela nodded and looked at Jack again. He was pale as a ghost. Elizabeth had removed everything that could be in the way, but without his beard, moustache and all the beads and tangles in his hair he looked so small. Angela caressed his cheek, Jack turned his head and stared right at her, but Angela knew that he couldn't see her.

"James…how did you know where we were, and that we were in trouble, you never told me…" James looked uncomfortable again, but once again he was saved by a maid. The young girl entered the room, curtsied and then told James that the doctor had arrived. The doctor entered the room at the same time as the young maid left it. He had a bag with equipment with hem, which he placed on a table and then, without saying a word, started examine Jack. Angela and James stood behind him and watched in silence. After a while he turned around again, with a smile on his face.

"Whoever took care of this man did it splendidly."

"I did sir."

"Oh really. Was your father a doctor miss?" Angela opened her mouth to tell him that she was a doctor, but then changed her mind.

"Yes sir, he was, back in England."

The doctor nodded. "It seems he taught you well. There is nothing I can do right now. I'll come check on him tomorrow. Just keep trying to keep his fever down."

"Will he make it?" James clutched his fists together.

"It's hard to say at the moment Commodore."

They talked for a while but then the doctor left. Angela sat down on the bed again, Jack were sleeping again now.

"James…This is the third time I ask you this and now I want an answer. How did you know were and that we were in the need of aid?" James sighed.

"I was at the Kent's residence when two of my men came and told me that two filthy men had come running to the fort looking for me. They were arrested, but instead of putting up some resistance they let themselves be caught and told the men that Jack Sparrow were captured in the blacksmiths shop and was going to be murdered."

"And you believed them…why?"

"I don't know…but I did. So I left together with Mr and Mrs Turner and the rest you know."

Where are those other two morons?

"The men….they were pirates weren't they?" James nodded.

"Where are they now?"

"Commodore." The two men nodded to each other.

"Reed, I would like to visit the two pirates we captured a few days ago." The young man named Reed nodded again and then opened the rough wooden door. Angela followed James into a dark room, then down some stairs.

"I don't recognise this place." Angela whispered and thought of the prison cells in the movie. The guard, Mr Reed, leaded forward.

"After the pirate attack last year the Commodore and the Governor had parts of the fort rebuilt. Down here we have three cells, and the smallest, darkest and most guarded the Commodore named The Sparrow Cell. He planned to lock Jack Sparrow in that cell, but now is it holding the foe that nearly killed him instead." Angela felt a chill growing inside her chest when she thought of Twigg. She quickened her pace and grabbed Norringtons arm. They came to a small hall. On each side were two cells, but in the end of the room were a big wooden door and behind it, Angela figured, were The Sparrow Cell. She turned her head to the right and smiled when she saw two familiar faces.

"Pintel, Ragetti." The two men stood up.

"Miss Angela."

"Commodore." Angela turned to Norrington. "I demand that these two men are released at once. You have no right to keep them locked in here. They saved me and Jack, James, please."

"They are pirates Angela."

"And heroes non the less."

James pressed his lips together; he hated to admit that Angela was right. But to let two pirates go, who had already escaped him twice…

"Release them." He regretted it as soon as the words had left his mouth. The guard walked over to the cell and opened it, even though he didn't seem to like the thought of the pirates being set free.

"You must leave at once, and the next time you set foot in Port Royal, you will be executed!"

The two men nodded and hurried over to the stairs.
"Wait!" Angela walked over to them. "Here." She gave Pintel a small leather pouch.

"I've earned this money. Please take it and use them to start a new honest life. No more stealing." Pintel took the pouch and looked startled at Angela, Ragetti looked as if he couldn't believe it.

"And thank you. You risked your life to save Jack. I will never forget that."

"Is he all right now miss?" Angela shook her head.

"We don't now…" Pintel reached out his hand to place on Angelas shoulder, but withdraw when he saw the look on Norringtons face.

"He'll be fine miss. I know tha'… If there's anyone who can cheat death it's Jack."

Angela nodded. Pintel sighed and then walked towards the stairs, followed by Ragetti. They looked at the Commodore, grinned and then hurried up the stairs.

"Reed, follow them to the harbour and make sure that they are on a ship destined for a town far away from here, tonight!" Reed nodded and started to run after the pirates.

Angela and James walked slowly up the stairs.

"I can't believe you locked them in here." Then she started laughing. "The Sparrow Cell?"

James grinned.

"I was angry…"

"Hey, you let him go Commodore."

"I gave him on day's head start, one day!" Angela started laughing even harder than before and even James had to smile.

She watched the man lying on the bed. She saw his chest move up and down, slowly.

She took a firmer grip on the pistol; her finger was resting on the trigger.

She had to this, it was the right thing to do.

She aimed, took a deep breath, it was time.

"Anamaria, no!" James had opened the door and saw Anamaria standing next to the bed, aiming her pistol at him. James leaped forward and grabbed Anamarias' arm the same second as she fired, she missed and hit an urn standing on the window-ledge.

"Damn it! You bloody fool let go." Anamaria tried to make James let go, but he had a too firm grip around her arm. He forced her to lie on her back on the floor while holding her arms. The commotion had woken Angela up and she entered the room. First she saw was James and Anamaria on the floor, then she saw the unconscious Will and then the pistol.

"Whatta…?" Angela hurried over to Will; she kneeled next to him and saw a gash on his forehead.

"She tried to shoot Jack!" James was still fighting to keep Anamaria down on the floor. She screamed and tried to escape his grip, but then she got limb and started crying.

"I have to do it…Look at him. He would be better of dead!" Startled James let go of her arms. He wanted to embrace her, but he didn't. Instead he climbed off her and stood up.

"Why?" Will sat up, supported by Angela.

"Look at him Turner! Does tha' look like Jack to ye? No, because it aint Jack. He would want us to kill him, and he would 'ave done it for one of us!" Anamaria sat up and wiped away her tears.

"How can you say that?" Will stared at the woman. "I thought you cared for him…"

"I love him Will! We all do, jus' as much as ye do. He is our Captain! The bloody best one there is! And he is our friend. And that's why we 'ave to help him! Why can't ye understand that? Angela, tell him! I see it in yer eyes! Ye know he can't be saved!"

Four days had passed since Angela had been with James to the fort and Jack weren't better. Sure the fever was down a bit, but other from that… He slept through most of the days, moaning, crying or screaming in his sleep.

"Angela?" Will had grabbed her arm. Angela looked at Will.

"I don't know…but it doesn't look good Will. I don't think he's getting any better. But it is too soon to tell!" She looked at Anamaria who were standing up.

"I don't know… Maybe he'll be fine." Angela stood up too. "But that is going to take time. And maybe he'll…maybe he'll die. Or maybe he'll be like this, forever. And yes Anamaria, you're right, Jack wouldn't want this. But we can't give up, if there is anyone out there who can beat this, it's Jack. You know how strong he his Ana." Anamaria looked at Jack and tears started falling from her eyes.

"We are leaving tonight. But we'll return in a few weeks, if he aint any better…you must leave 'im to us." Angela nodded. Will stared at her.

"Anamaria…you can't kill him." James looked at the young woman.

"I'm not a murderer Commodore, I'm jus' trying to help a friend." And with that she bent down, picked up her pistol and then left the room.

"Angela…"

"Stop it Will and look at him. I know that you love him like a brother, but look at him! That isn't Jack, and he might never be Jack Sparrow again. Is it really fair to let him be like this? I agree with Anamaria, but I also think he deserves a chance..."

"He'll be fine Angela, I know he will."

"He probably wont…He'd be better of dead, and I'm starting to wish he was!" Angela ran out from the room.