It was the day for Twiggs execution. Angela was standing with the Governor, the Commodore and Will. She was wearing a dress in light pink; the Governor was wearing grey, except for a dark green vest. Commodore Norrington was wearing blue and gold as usual, and Will was wearing his usual clothes. Elizabeth wasn't with them, she did not want to see the execution so she was with Jack in the Governors mansion.

Angela hardly listened as the announcer read up the crimes Twigg had been found guilty of. But her eyes were focused on nothing but the man standing by the gallows. He looked around at the people beneath him, then he looked forward and met Angelas eyes. Angela saw fear in them, she looked away.

"Is everything alright?" James looked at her. "You don't have to see this."

"Yes I do…" James placed his right arm around her, Angela leaned against his shoulder. A year earlier would James never even have dreamed of showing such affection in public. He was fully aware that people glanced over to him and Angela, but he didn't care, Angela was his friend and she needed him.

The drums sound. Angela looked at Twigg again, he was looking down, mumbling something. Angela realised that he was praying.

"And for these crimes you have been sentenced to be on this day, hung by the neck until dead. May God have mercy on your soul." The noose is put around his neck. The drums stop.

The executioner pulls the lever, Twigg falls. His body twitches, but he dies immediately. Angela buries her head into James shoulder as the people around them started cheering. James put hit both arms around her and pulled her a little closer. The Governor glanced at the two, but said nothing, he understood.

Angela was crying, but James knew she was not grieving. Angela felt relieved, but in the mean time she felt guilty. It didn't feel right to watch as a mans life ended. She hated him, and yes, she felt he deserved to die, but to watch?

"Commodore, take Angela home will you? I have a few things to take care of."

"Of course Governor. Mr Turner?" Will nodded and followed them to the carriage.

"I think I'll walk…Angela. Commodore." He nodded towards each of them before he turned around and started walking.

"Eh…Angela?"

"Yes?" Angela turned away from the window and looked at Stephen. They were standing in the Governors hall. Stephen were leaning his body against the wall, right beneath the sconce that Will had accidentally broken a year earlier.

"Eh…Are you and the Commodore…Are you engaged?"

"What?"

"To be married?" Stephen looked around, afraid that Commodore Norrington would just pop out from some corner and kill him for kissing his fiancé.

"No James." Angela started laughing. "What made you believe such thing?"

"My mother. She saw you and the Commodore by the gallows. She said that the two of you were touching each other in s way that is not proper to do in public, even if you are engaged." Stephen blushed, but Angela noticed that he also was clutching his fists tight together.

"Oh Stephen…"

"If the two of you are in love," Stephen interrupted, "I won't tell anyone. I just don't understand why you keep it a secret, or why you kissed me…"

"We are not in love Stephen." Stephen looked up with a big smile.

"Really?" He took a few steps forward and took her hands in his. "I can not begin to tell me how happy that makes me hear. But…" He let go of her and took one step backwards.

"Are you calling my mother a liar?"

"No, she just misunderstood what she saw. James was holding me, but only to comfort me."

"Why would he need to comfort you on the execution of a pirate?"

"Reasons you don't need to hear." Angela knew that it was no use to even try to explain the way she had felt during the execution.

"Don't use that tone!" Stephen grabbed her. "And I don't like that you are keeping secrets from me."

"It is not a secret; there is just no use in trying to explain something that you could never understand!" She pulled away from his grip and then ran out from the house.

"Angela!" Stephen doubted, but then he decided to run after her.

Angela ran as fast as she possible could in her dress, she didn't stop until she was inside the stable. She stood still for a few seconds to try and catch her breath. Then she asked one of the stable boys to fetch Sparrows bridle.

"Hello darling." Angela opened the door and stepped inside to cuddle with the big black horse. "You are so handsome, yes you are baby."

"I thought I'd find you hear." Angela turned around and saw Stephen.

"If you're not with Jack Sparrow, you are in here with that horse.

"Captain Jack Sparrow!" She turned away from Stephen. "Do you have a problem with the fact that I care about certain people?" Stephen started laughing.

"I hardly believe that you can call a pirate and a horse people." Furious Angela grabbed the bridle the boy came with and started to put it on Sparrow.

"Angela look at me!" Angela didn't answer, but she opened the door and lead Sparrow out.

"Angela wait!" Stephen followed them, on a safe distance though, he had never liked horses very much.

"Stop acting like a child Angela! Why even bother about caring for a pirate who is doomed to end up in a noose sooner or later? He is not even a pirate right now, I've seen him. He is pathetic."

"Shut up! Don't you dare talk about Jack like that!" Stephen saw tears in her eyes. Angela got up on Sparrows back as easily as Stephen would stand up from a chair, and she was still wearing the dress. To Stephens shock she sat with on leg on each side.

"Angela, that is not a proper way for a lady to ride…"

"Stephen, shut the fuck up!" She kicked Sparrows sides, a bit harder then she meant to, and the horse started galloping.

Stephen looked after her. He clutched his fists and said to himself:

"When we are married she'll learn not to speak to me like that. And I'm gonna make sure that that pirate ends up in a noose, and then I'm gonna shoot that horse!" He kicked a bucket on the ground before he started to walk home.

Angela knew that she was taking a risk, Sparrow was going way to fast. They were in a part of the island Angela didn't know too good, a small forest with lots of obstacles on the ground. But Angela didn't hold Sparrow back, she kept making him go faster. Suddenly, out of nowhere a log appeared on the ground, Sparrow leapt over it, but Angela wasn't prepared. She loos her grip and fell, her body hit the ground hard.

Angela lay still on the ground for a few seconds then she turned around on her back. She moaned, her entire body was soar. A large shadow appeared above her.

"Sparrow…" The horse had come back, he leaned his head down and snorted warm air on her face. Then he pushed her head gently with his muzzle.

Somehow the gentle touch made Angela cry. The tears just started falling without giving Angela a chance to hold them back. She rolled over on her stomach. She cried for everything she hadn't allowed herself to really cry for earlier, and she cried more for the things she had already cried a little for. Her childhood, Jonathan, everything that had happened around Barbossa, Squalor, being cursed, nearly dying, being brand, Jack… She cried so much that it felt like she was being tarred apart. She cried so loud that any animal nearby that heard her fled. Her fingers were digging into the ground, her whole body was shaking and she felt like she couldn't get any air.

When she finally ran out of tears she rolled over on her back again and she didn't even try to resist the exhaustion and fell asleep.

When Angela woke up the sun was about to set. She sat up and moaned when her body protested; her body was stiff as a stick. She stood up on shaky legs and looked around. Sparrow stood a few feet away, Angela walked over to him.

"Good boy, thank you." She leaned against his warm body, then she wrapped her arms around his neck. Sparrow didn't move. Eventually Angela let go and stepped away.

"We should probably head back eh?" Slowly she climbed up on Sparrows back and slowly, in walking pace. Angela had to do nothing except sit there, Sparrow knew the way home perfectly. But when they came to the small hill up to the Governors mansion Angela felt something strange in her heart.

"Something's wrong…Jack!" She kicked Sparrows sides and he started galloping.

"Hurry Sparrow!" Once they came to the stable Angela quickly jumped down from Sparrows back. She gave the rains to a boy and without saying a word she started running up to the mansion. She ran up the stairs and opened the door to Jacks room. She stopped in the doorway and started breathing freely again. Jack was standing by the window, looking out.

"Jack? What are you doing over there?" Angela's body was shivering from the run so she leaned against the wall and closed her eyes.

"I'm a pervert eh? A pervert that is better of dead and you wish I was? Cause I'm not Captain Jack Sparrow. Then tell me love, who am I?"

Angela opened her eyes again and leaned away from the wall. Had she just heard what she thought?

Jack turned around with a grin on his face.

"Jack?"

"Aye love."

Angela took two slow steps forward, she couldn't believe it. Then she started running and threw herself into the mans arms.

"Easy on the ribs darling." But he put his arms around her and pulled her closer, despite the pain it cost him. Angela leaned her head against his chest. Tears started falling from her eyes again, but now she was relieved and happy.

"This is a dream…"

"No, if it was a dream there would be rum." Angela giggled and leaned back so that she could look Jack in the eyes.

"How?"

"Dunno love, but I'm back, savvy?" Angela smiled. Jack used his left hand to wipe away her tears. Then he let his fingers go through her hair.

"I'm glad you're back…" Angela whispered as Jacks grip around her waist got firmer. He looked her into her eyes; Angela saw the strength and mystery in them, just like before the torture. Angela felt his warm breath as he leaned forward…

The door was opened.

"Angela? What are you…?" Will was standing in the doorway.

"And once again you've ruined an opportune moment lad."

"Jack?" Will stared at them, Angela turned around and Will saw the big smile on her face.

"I can't believe it!" Will walked over to them. "You are alright?" Jack nodded. Will gave Jack a hug.

"Aye lad, Captain Jack Sparrow is back."

I hope you like it. Please review :)

This might be the last chapter for a while, I'm going away this weekend, to Turkey :) But i'll try to post another chapter before that. But no promises.