"Why aren't you married?"
"What?" Stephen and Angela were on a walk through the town. Angela had been thinking about the night before, the conversation with James.
"I didn't mean to offend you, it's just that…well, you are twenty six years old, and you are beautiful and wealthy. So how come you haven't gotten married?"
Angela stopped and just looked at him. Married? Then she remembered that in this time most women were married when they had reached her age, had one or even more children. The thought of marriage and kids scared Angela.
"Oh…the right guy hasn't come up. If I ever get married then it's gonna be out of love." She looked at Stephen and smiled, but when she saw the happy look on his face she turned away.
"Idiot!" Angela wanted to kick herself for what she just had said.
"What?" She looked at him again before they both started walking again.
"Oh, nothing Stephen."
"Oh. I'm glad you took the time to see me today. It's hard to spend time with you, if I'm not at work you are with him." Angela thought she could hear a small tone of disgust in Stephens's voice when he said the word "him".
"How is he doing? Sparrow I mean."
"Captain Sparrow!" Stephen looked shocked at her; he couldn't understand why she cared about a pirates title.
"Jack is doing better actually…" Angela bit her lip, she felt so very guilty. Guilty for kissing Stephen. Not only because she didn't feel as strongly for him as he probably thought, but because Jack had seen it. She also felt guilty for what she had said to Elizabeth. Angela hadn't seen her today, but she decided to go look for her later and apologise.
"Oh, well, that's good." Angela could hear that he didn't mean it.
"Yes it is, very good." She suddenly felt how Stephen touched her elbow; he just let his hand brushed against the beige fabric of her dress. The touch was gentle, but still it gave Angela a bad feeling. She picked up her pace a little. They were now in the middle of Port Royal, right in the mix of homes, shops, stalls, people and animals. The atmosphere was fantastic, so wonderful that Angela hardly noticed the stench that lied heavily in the air.
Suddenly something smashed into Angelas waist, she stumbled, but then she maintained her balance. She looked down on the ground. A small girl was lying in the mud; she had fallen after the collision. The girl looked up, she looked very frightened. A few feet away stood three boys; they had been chasing the girl, just playing like kids do.
"Are you alright?" Angela suddenly recognised the little girl, with her black curly hair and freckles. She had been on the Pearl, listening to Angelas stories. Angela reached out her hand to help the girl up, but suddenly and out of nowhere Stephen stepped between the two. He stared at the girl and then started shouting at her.
"Stupid girl! Watch where you're going! I should teach you a lesson…" He raised his hand.
"Stephen no!" Angela grabbed his hand.
"What are you doing?" The little girl stood up, Angela looked at her and saw that she was crying. She turned around and ran over to her brothers.
"That filthy poor people." Stephen snorted. "No manners at all. Come Angela."
"Stephen, it was an accident, and you scared that little girl."
"Good, then she has learned something. Dear God, everyone is watching. Come on!"
He grabbed Angelas arm and started walking. Angela turned around one last time, the girl and her brothers were standing next to an elderly woman. Angela felt so sorry for them.
Little did she know that the woman was thinking the same thing about her…
"No he didn't?" Will sighed. Angela had come to his shop, and she had been very upset. She had stormed in and he had nearly had time to hide the surprise he was working on.
"I can't believe it either! How could he treat another human being like that, and a child too!"
"Well…that's not anything unusual. Trust me Angela, I know…"
Will clutched his fists, even at his and Elizabeth's wedding had those rich people been very clear with the fact that they were better than him, that he didn't belong.
"I'm sorry Will. But listen to me. You are a very good man William Turner. And a fantastic blacksmith. Any man that owns one of your swords should be honoured." Will smiled.
"Thank you."
"A craftsman is always pleased to hear his work is appreciated eh? Will raised an eyebrow.
"Yes…" Angela giggled, Will couldn't know that she had seen the Pirates of the Caribbean movie several hundred times and knew every line perfectly, actually, Will didn't even know what a movie was. Angela looked around, the shop gave her the chills, just the thought of Jack and what they did to him in here…Angela shivered.
"Are you alright?" Will placed his hand on her shoulder.
"I don't know." Angela turned around and looked at him. He is so sweet she thought.
Suddenly the door to the shop was opened and Elizabeth walked in. She froze when she saw the two, who from her angle looked as if they were about to kiss.
Both Angela and Will saw the tears in her eyes before she ran out from the shop.
"Elizabeth!" Will started to run after her, Angela wasn't far behind.
Will caught up with Elizabeth, he grabbed her arm.
"Elizabeth…"
"Let me go!" She suddenly saw Angela.
"And you!" Elizabeth started screaming insults, Will just stood there without knowing what to do. Angela sighed, stepped forward and gave Elizabeth a hard slap across the face.
"I'm sorry, but I had to." She looked Elizabeth straight in the eyes, who stared shocked at her with her hand pressed against her soar cheek.
"Now listen to me. I'm sorry."
"So you admit it?" Elizabeth was crying now.
"I admit that I was wrong and unfair yesterday, said things that I shouldn't have. But I have not, listen to me, not been trying to steal your husband away!"
"Then how do you explain what I just saw! Oh, don't speak!" Will had tried to say something, but was interrupted by Elizabeth.
"Elizabeth, shut up! Will and I were talking, he comforted me. Jack…" Angela had whispered his name, Elizabeth seemed to understand, but wasn't willing to let the subject drop so easily.
"Elizabeth…I love you, but Angela and I was talking, nothing more. Why won't you trust me?" Elizabeth didn't say anything.
"Look, I should go. See you later ok? Bye Will, Elizabeth." Both Will and Elizabeth watched as Angela walked away.
"If you're not cheating on me then what are you doing?"
"You'll see this afternoon. I promise." Elizabeth hesitated, but then she let her husband embrace her.
Angela was sitting on the grass with Jack. The afternoon was warm, but luckily came cool breezes from the ocean so the heat was bearable. Angela sighed and lay down on her back, Jack did the same thing. Angela smiled and took the man's hand.
"I'm not interrupting something am I?" Angela sat up.
"Will!" She smiled, but then she saw Elizabeth.
"Hi Angela…" Elizabeth looked as uncomfortable as Angela felt.
"Elizabeth look…I'm.." Angela had troubles finding the words.
"No Angela, I'm sorry." The both women smiled, Angela stood up and then she hugged Elizabeth. Will sighed and shook his head.
"I have a gift for Jack." Now Angela noticed the big pack Will was carrying. It was a long pack wrapped in a dark purple fabric. Will put it on the ground right in front of Jack.
"It's for you Jack." Jack hesitated but then pulled off the fabric, Angela gasped when she saw what Will had given him.
A sword. A beautiful sword, a long cutlass. It had a bowl hilt in silver and dark red leather; the leather had gold filigree laid into it. But the most amazing thing was that on the blade, just by the hilt were three flourish letters engraved: C JS
"Oh Will." Angela couldn't believe her eyes, neither could Jack. He picked the sword up, with a trembling hand. He looked at it, let his hand caress the blade carefully. Angela looked smiling at him, but then she looked down on the ground again and now noticed a small dagger. She picked it up. It had also red leather and gold filigree in the handle, there was an engraving on this blade too: Freedom.
A single word, so small and thin that it was hard to see, but a word that meant the world to Jack.
"Freedom…" Angela whispered the word, then she looked at Will.
"Will…they are beautiful." Angela picked up the belt that was also a gift from Will. She put the belt on Jack, with both the dagger and sword in their sheaths.
"Let's see if you remember anything." Will had drawn his sword.
"Will? What are you doing? He is still hurt!" Angela stood between the men.
"Angela, the Pearl could be here anyday now! Jack needs to remember!"
"Will, please don't, Angela is right."
"No Elizabeth, he needs this."
Jack pulled up his sword too.
"Jack please!" But Jack didn't care about her pleadings. He stepped forward and attacked Will. He was slow, too slow really, but Will just parried the blow and then attacked Jack carefully. It was a good thing Will had been practising so much, he were pretty good on fighting with his left hand. Jacks right hand was still hurt so he couldn't use it, but he didn't seem to have so much problem with that.
At first both women had been very worried, but now they realised that this might work. Jacks hole posture changed as he attacked Will. He straightened his back, he got a focused look in his eyes, the pirate Captain inside him was starting to come out…
Suddenly Jack staggered, he dropped the sword and pressed his hands against his head. Angela ran over to him, she grabbed him when he fell, and was able to soften his fall a little.
"Jack!"
"Off you go!"
"Gent's you all remember Captain Jack Sparrow! Kill him!"
Captain Jack Sparrow…
"Ten years you carry that pistol and now you waist your shot!"
"It's almost a shame to waist such beauty, but she had to go."
That voice…Captain!
Captain Jack Sparrow!
A brand on his arm…on her arm!
Soul mates… Same pain…
"Game over!"
Captain!
"The whore is begging fer the pirates' life!"
Whore…Tortuga…
The Black Pearl…
Captain!
Isla the Muerta
Captain…
Barbossa…
Captain…
Angela…
Angela….
"Jack?" The man opened his eyes.
"I'm so sorry…" Will looked at the gift he had been so proud of with disgust. Elizabeth placed her hand on her husbands arm, but he just shook it off.
"Jack can you hear me?" The pirate looked at her.
Angela…
He raised his hand and gently caressed her cheek.
Angela…
"Any news?"
"No Governor." It was night, and once again had Governor Weatherby Swann and Commodore James Norrington gathered for a meeting in the Governors office.
"There is no sign of the Black Pearl anywhere."
The Governor sighed.
"We need to find that ship!" He walked over to a table and picked up a letter.
"The East India Trading Company has been informed about the ware bouts of Jack Sparrow. They want him."
"But he his ill Governor."
"Yes I know, I have already sent a message about that, just like I did to the Mayor of Nassau."
"Are they aware of the fact that he has been pardoned? And that he has been given a letter of marque?"
"Yes James, they are fully aware of that. But that hasn't stopped the Mayor of Nassau to write to the king."
"You think they'll come for him sir?"
"I don't know, but if they do then we have to let them take him. We can not stand up to the King."
"Of course not Governor."
"Find the Pearl Commodore. Find it and make sure that they bring it's Captain far away from here, we can't protect him anymore."
"Yes sir. And what will you do?"
"I'll write a letter to the King my self. I am the Governor in Port Royal, my word has to mean something don't you think?"
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