Will looked at the sleeping man. It was strange to see him like this. Will placed his hand above Jacks and felt the warmth from it, the fever. Will sighed and tried to keep his tears away, but he had to give in to them. In his heart he knew that Anamaria were right, Jack didn't deserve this. Maybe death would be a relief. But Will couldn't let go, he wouldn't! He sighed again and looked out the window. The sun was shining and it was a beautiful day. Will wiped away his tears while wishing that Jack could have seen this day.

Will suddenly heard a low moan and looked down at Jack. He was sweating and shivering. Will took a firm grip of Jacks hand.

"It's all right Jack, I'm here." Whatever demons Jack saw in his dreams Will could only imagine, but they were haunting Jack in his sleep. Suddenly Jack started screaming. Will grabbed his both arms but that only made Jack screams worse and he tried to get away from Wills firm grip.

Angela, who had been sleeping came running in, wearing nothing but a shirt the Governor had given her.

"What happened?" Will looked up and Jack was able to pull one arm away.

"I don't know he just started screaming!" Angela ran over to the bed, climbed up and straddled Jacks stomach in an attempt to keep him lying down. Will could only reach Jacks left arm so the right one was free.

"Jack! Jack calm down!" Angela had her hands on Jacks shoulders and used her whole body to keep him down.

"Miss Angela?" Angela turned to the door and saw Stephen standing there. In the same second Jack raised his right arm and gave Angela a hard blow across the face. She fell off the bed and on to the floor. Stephen ran over to her and helped her up.

"Miss, are you all right?" Angela ignored him and ran over to Jack again. Will had climbed up on the bed now and used his body to force Jack down. He rapped his arms around him so he couldn't move. Jack struggled and screamed but eventually relaxed and got limb in Wills arms. Will let go of him and climbed off his body.

"Are you ok Will?" He nodded.

"Are you?"

"Yeah, I guess. Oh, look at you." She had noticed a wound on his chin.

"What?" Will put his hand on the wound.

"Oh, he bit me." Will shrugged his shoulder and then used his sleeve to wipe off the blood.

"Are you sure you're all right Angela? Looked as if he got a fine hit on you earlier?"

"I'll live." Her face was soar and she would probably get a black eye. She looked at Jack.

"Oh shit! He's bleeding!" Now Will saw it too, a stain of blood was growing on the white quilt.

"The stitches on his leg must have come undone!" Angela pulled the quilt off Jacks body and saw that she was right. She ordered Will to fetch needle and thread so that she could suture the wound again.

"Damn it! It's infected, no wonder his fever is so high." She cleaned the wound, sutured it and then put the quilt on Jack again. Then she suddenly remembered Stephen and turned around.

"Hi." Stephen looked uncomfortable.

"You wanted to see me?" He nodded.

"I was just…just wondering. I heard what happened and was worried."

"Oh." Angela walked over to him, he looked even more uncomfortable and backed away. Angela suddenly remembered that she had no pants.

"If you just wait right here I'll get dressed and we could go for a walk."

She left the room quickly, Stephen walked slowly over to the bed.

"So…he is still alive?" Will looked up.

"Yes, and we are trying to keep him that way."

"Is it really worth the effort? I mean, if he gets well he'll probably end up in a noose sooner or later." He chuckled, but immediately stopped when he saw Wills not so very amused face. There was an awkward silence and the two men looked at each other. Stephen cleared his throat and then turned around just in time to see Angela walk through the door. She was wearing dark trousers and a white shirt.

"Shall we go then?" Stephen nodded towards Will, who just looked at him, and then followed Angela down stairs.

"So, what did you want?

"I told you, I heard what happened and I was worried about you. And they haven't let anyone into that house. The Governors servants that is." Angela smiled and wondered what the young man would say if he found out about Anamaria and the other pirates, who had been much welcome guests in the Governors house.

"Well, thank you for your concern but as you can see, I'm fine."

"Of course. Well, I guess we should get going then. I'll see if there is a carriage we could borrow…"
"I have legs and can walk very well Mr Jones, the carriage is unnecessary."

"Of course miss." He made a short bow and Angela sighed.

"Come on." She started walking in a quick pace. They walked in silence for a while before Stephen spoke.

"Why are you dressed like that?"

"What?" Angela stopped walking, so did Stephen.

"Well, I didn't mean to be rude. But you can afford with better clothes, just look at that jewellery you're wearing, and still you wear those…"

"Have you ever worn a corset Mr Jones?"

"No."

"Well, if you'll ever wear one, you'll understand why I wear these clothes." Angela started walking again. "And besides, Jack Sparrow gave me this necklace." Stephen looked confused, but then he smiled and followed her.

"You are very different miss. I meant that as a compliment", he continued when Angela gave him a look that wasn't pleased.

"What is it that you want?" Stephen stepped in front of her.

"I want to get to know you miss. I've wanted to talk to you ever since the ceremony. I have to admit that you awaked my curiosity that day." Angela looked at the young man and smiled.

"If you really want to get to know me then stop being so formal. Just call me Angela."

"Oh no miss, I couldn't. It wouldn't be proper." He looked down.

"I want you to call me Angela, and none of that miss crap." He looked up again, surprised by her language.

"As you wish, Angela."

They walked in the town for a while, talking. Mostly Stephen talked about himself, his family and his dreams. Angela listened, fascinated by him, and she remembered when she was younger and had dreams. It was strange how old she felt, and wondered exactly how long ago it was since her dreams had died.

Stephen had been a part of the navvy for nearly seven years now and had great plans, he dreamed about being the captain of his own ship and maybe one day become Governor. He came from a rather wealthy family; he had no brothers but four sisters who all were younger then him.

"I don't like that you are taking care of that pirate." He suddenly said.

"What?"

"I'm worried, you could get hurt. I mean, just look at what happened today. He is dangerous."

"He didn't mean to. He wasn't even awake! He is sick Stephen."

"I know, but why do you take care of him?"

"He is my friend!" Angela was furious. She had just developed a friendship with Stephen and now he ruined it.

"I'm sorry Angela...I didn't mean to upset you."

"But you did."

"Please forgive me. But all my life have I heard that pirates are evil. And now is one living in the same house as the Governor, he is protected by the Commodore and has a beautiful lady who takes care of him." Angela sighed and turned around.

"Wait! Please Angela. Maybe I'm wrong, wrong about everything. Can you teach me? After all, you know the pirates best; make me understand why you care so much for them."

Angela didn't know what to say. Stephen smiled, an innocent smile, but did he really want her to teach him what so good about the pirates? She didn't really know herself sometimes…

"I mean, especially after what happened, when you were attacked."

"Jack was attacked, not me. I tried to help him but I failed!" The memory of Squalors face, what he almost did to her, it made her feel sick.

"Um… Look, it's getting late, I have to go."

"Let me follow you home then."

"No! Stephen, no. I want to be alone."

"Can I see you again?"

"I don't know." Angela turned around and ran.

"Easy boy." Angela was sitting on Sparrows back. The horse had gotten scared by a bird, but Angelas voice calmed him down. The two had a special connection, anyone could see that. It wasn't the same horse since Angela had taken over the care for him.

It had gone another three days since she had been talking to Stephen, she hadn't seen him since then and Jack hadn't gotten any better.

Angela sighed.

"Come on Sparrow, let's head home." She pressed her heels into the horse sides and Sparrow started galloping.

She met a few ladies on the way to the Governors mansion, she nodded towards them but they just stared at her. Angela shook her head; she didn't care what those snooty rich folks thought about her. She knew very well that everyone was talking about her.

"Let them talk."

When she came back to the stable she took care of Sparrow before letting him out on the field. She stood there for a while behind the fence and watched the black horse as he was grazing. The sun stood high in the sky and it was a very warm day. Angela unbuttoned the two top buttons on her shirt and felt a small cool breeze. After a while she decides to go inside and see how Jack was doing.

She stepped into the dim, but cool, hallway, and immediately met two of the maids who started on her unbuttoned shirt. Angela stared right back at them, but buttoned her shirt. She walked muttering up the stairs and when she stepped into "Jacks room" she was met by a sight that nearly made her scream. Will AND Jack were sitting on the bed, Will with a huge smile on his lips and Jack looking a bit disoriented. His shirt was way too big now, since he had lost so much weight. Angela ran over to the bed.

"Oh my God. Jack?"

"I don't know if he can hear us. I was sitting in the chair and suddenly Jack just sat up." Will was nearly laughing as he spoke.

"Jack?" Angela placed her right hand on his cheek, the man looked up and to Angelas dismay was there a shadow over his eyes.

"It's gonna be ok Jack, I promise. Will and I are both here, always." Will placed his hand on Angelas arm. She looked at him and smiled. Suddenly Jack leaned forward, Angela grabbed him and tried to help him to lie down but he refused and Angela realised that he was trying to stand up. She took his right arm and Will his left and they both gave him support when he stood up. Carefully they let go and Jack took one step forward, but fell immediately. Will grabbed him and helped him back into the bed, Jack let him this time. He fell asleep as soon as he had put his head on the pillow. Angela started crying.

"Angela?" Will looked at her.

"I'm sorry Will, I'm just shocked I guess. And happy."

"He'll be all right now huh?"

"Oh, Will, don't hope for too much. He'll live, I'm sure. But if he'll ever be fine, if he'll ever be what he once was…Just don't expect anything. But don't loose hope, this is huge Will. He shouldn't be doing this fine, he shouldn't even live."

"He'll make it, I know he will." Angela looked at her friend and wished she were as sure as him.

"Of course he will." She gave Will a quick hug. "Of course he will."

Now both of them were crying.