"I'm sorry Captain." Angela said the word captain as a reminder of what he was.

"They've done what's right by them. Can't expect more than tha'."

Jack and Angela were standing on the dock in the Port Royal harbour. Jack was gazing longingly at the water, longing for the Black Pearl and the freedom that comes with it. Angela took a step forward and then placed her hand on Jacks left shoulder.

"They'll come back." Jack turned around. Angela looked at the mans face, happy to see that the fire in his eyes were back. He looked very handsome, a bit older though – to be troubled didn't fit Jack Sparrow. The coal around his eyes was back, but the trinkets in his hair were still missing, his dark brown hair looked strangely thin without them. And he looked so very naked without his beard and moustache.

"They will, trust me." Angela hated to see him so troubled and sad. But then Jack suddenly smiled.

"I know love, 's a good crew."

"The best!" Angela replied. "And they are fools if they walk out on the best damn captain they'll ever have." Jack glanced at her, as if he were trying to figure out if she was joking or not.

Angela started to feel uncomfortable, as always when Jack looked at her like that. She started to walk away from the dock and Jack followed her. He was limping, the dagger that Squalor had stabbed into his thigh was still causing him big troubles, and he knew that his leg never would heal fully.

"Jack?" The pirate grunted to show that he was listening.

"I was just wondering…" Angela doubted. "If your crew wouldn't return. They will," she added and then continued carefully, "but what if. What will you do?" Jack looked down at his feet for a few seconds before he answered.

"I'll commandeer a ship and then I'll look fer them. I'll start in Tortuga and won' stop 'til I find them. I'll search through the entire Caribbean, I'll go to Singapore, Coracesium, I'll even take a trip to Worlds End if I must." He grinned and Angela smiled back, even though it hadn't been the answer she had been hoping for. Her and Jack, two outcasts in Port Royal…She immediately forced that thought to go away, it was impossible and she knew it.

Suddenly Jack reached out his hand and touched her elbow, just like Stephen had done earlier. But the touch didn't make her feel uncomfortable, instead she felt warm. A very big part of her wanted to turn around, embrace Jack and never let go. But instead she picked up her pace. Jack sighed and tried to keep up with her, his leg protested but he didn't care.

"Why are ye wearing tha'?"

"What?" Angela stopped and turned around.

"Tha' dress, the corset," he made a few confusing hand gestures, "'s not you.

"Well, Stephen." Angela cleared her throat. Stephen has been telling me about what the people are saying about me here."

"And since when do ye care abou' what them people say?"

"I don't! But Governor Swann does. And he's done so much, been so kind to me. And to you too. If I get a bad reputation, or, worse than I already have, so will he. I can't let that happen."

"And Stephen?" Jack grinned, but Angela noticed that the warmth in Jacks eyes was replaced with a shadow. And suddenly Angela remembered that Jack (and Will) had seen her and Stephen kiss. Angela wondered if Jack remembered it and felt very guilty. She started walking again.

Maybe the best thing to do was to talk to Jack about it. But, was it any of Jacks business if she and Stephen had a relationship? Did they? They had kissed, but then what? And besides, it wasn't exactly as she had cheated on Jack. She had made no promises, no commitments. And there wasn't even anything going on between her and the pirate two feet behind her…

Angela knew that that was a lie, but she decided to, once again, deny that.

Jack catched up with her and then looked at her, waiting for an answer. Angela opened her mouth several times, but closed it again. Then she stopped walking and looked around. They had left the harbour and were on a small sandy beach with several small wooden boats moored down. In lack of anything to say Angela walked down to the water. She kicked of her shoes and stood still. A minute passed. Waves came crashing in over her feet, filling Angela with piece.

"What' ye doing love? Angela looked back, Jack were still standing on the beach.

"I'm sinking." Angela couldn't help but smile when she saw the very confused look on Jacks face.

"Water goes out, takes the sand with it and you sink." Jack didn't look less confused and Angela started laughing. She turned back to the ocean, wishing that she could remember she had learned how to sink…

Angela sighed and took a few steps further out in the water. She stopped when the water reached up to her ankles, she felt the wet sand between her toes and a part of her wanted to just dive into the blue water.

"Yer dress is getting wet." Angela turned around and saw Jack grin at her.

"I don't care. Actually I was thinking about taking this thing of me and go for a swim." Jack looked very skeptical at her.

"What? What's wrong with taking a swim in the ocean Jack?"

"A pirate usually tries to stay out of the ocean, not swim in it savvy?"

"Oh." Angela felt stupid. Of course…a man that's been marooned three times, why would he want to swim?

"But why don't ye?" Jack suddenly said. "Take yer clothes off and swim." Angela looked around, there wasn't nearly as many people hear as at the harbour, but still…

"Here? No way Captain! Like I said before, I'm trying to avoid getting a worse reputation than I already have. And besides", Angela looked down; "I can't get this dress off me self." Jack grinned, Angela realized that she had just made a big mistake.

"Well darling, if ye are having trouble with that maybe I can help. I'll take that dress off ye, and then, if you like ye can take my clothes off."

"Dream on Jack." Angela took a few steps further out into the water. The water reached to her knees.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you...Ocean combined with a dress like that is never a good thing love." Angela turned around.

"Yeah I know about Elizabeth, but this is different, I'm in shallow waters." Jack leaned his head backwards with his arms crossed over his chest.

"The sea us unpredictable." One second later came a big wave; Angela fell backwards into the water, and then as the wave pulled back Angela was dragged further out to sea with it. She was able to stand up, the water now reached up to her waist. She looked over at Jack who was, to her surprise, in the water coming towards her.

"Are ye alright love?" Angela didn't answer, she was angry at herself, she was angry at the sea, she was angry at Jack and she was angry at her dress. It was heavy and hard to wear normally, but when it was soaking wet it felt like it was weighing at least fifty pounds.

Jack took her hand and helped her go back ashore. Angela slipped as another wave, smaller this time to, caught her by surprise. And this time she dragged Jack with her.

After many difficult attempts two soaking wet friends made it ashore.

Jack plumped down on the sand, Angela stood next to him catching her breath.

"Thank you…" Jack looked up at her and grinned.

"I shall probably get ye back to the mansion eh?" Angela nodded.

"Can ye walk?" At first Angela thought that it was a very stupid question, but as she took a step she realized that she would never be able to get to the mansion, the wet dress was too heavy.

"Didn't think so." Jack stood up. "Well, ye didn't want me to help ye before but how about now, want me to take tha' dress off ye love?" Angela sighed.

"Yes please." She looked straight at Jack, she smiled and blushed though. Jack walked up behind her. He started to untie the laces, slowly. His hands trembled a little. He saw the bare skin on her neck, he noticed the goose bumps. He resisted the sudden urge to lean forward and kiss her neck.

The dress fell down. Jack started untie the corset, didn't take him long. He picked up his coat, he had taken it off before going in to the water to help Angela, and put it on her. Then he put his boots back on and after that he picked up the dress and corset.

"Now all of a sudden Jack Sparrow's become a gentleman?" Jack just glared at her, but returned the smile she had given him and then the two started walking, side by side to the mansion.

"Explain yourself!" Angela sat on a chair in the Governors office; she had changed from her wet slip to a pair of jeans and a white shirt.

The Governor sat behind his desk and looked furious.

"Please, explain to me why you came home in…in your underwear! Accompanied by Jack Sparrow, who was carrying your clothes! And you were both soaking wet. How did this happen?"

"I fell in…"

"You fell in? How?" Angela started to explain everything but the further in to her story she got, the more furious the Governor looked.

"… and that's why Jack took the dress off me." The Governor sighed and stood up.

"Is it so that perhaps you don't like it here?"

"No Governor, I…"

"Oh, so then maybe it's me you dislike?"

"No! Please sir I…"

"Then why Angela, why?" Governor Swann turned around. "How do you think that people react when they saw what they did today? Especially after everything else they've seen. People are talking!" He turned back around and looked straight at Angela.

"You should only know what they say."

"I do know sir…"

"Oh really, and still you don't behave? And still you have to show everyone exactly how different you are. Always spending time with Jack Sparrow."

"So that's where the real problem lies."

"We are at the moment doing our best to try and locate the Black Pearl. Jack needs to leave Port Royal immediately."

"So what? Jack is just a criminal who has no business in Port Royal? Is that what you think?

"Yes." Angela stood up.

"Well I'm glad you are being honest, but I disagree."

"People are starting to wonder if I can manage to be the Governor, that maybe I should resign." The Governor suddenly sounded so old and tired. "And then what do you think will happen?" The weak voice disappeared and was replaced by fury. "I will be forced to leave Port Royal! Maybe even face jail for hiding a criminal! My daughter and her husband will face jail, I guarantee it. They helped a fugitive escape; they might get death penalty for it! And Jack will face the gallows! There are already several people and even whole towns that want to have the honor of executing him. And what do you think will happen to you?"

Angela sat down on the chair again.

"I'm sorry…I never meant to..."

"Of course you didn't. You are different, we all know that. But here different is dangerous. And there is too much at stake. Like I said, Jacks life is not the only one that is at risk here."

"Why do they want to execute him? A thought he received amnesty and a letter of marque."

"A letter of marque doesn't matter to the mayor of Nassau Port."

You sacked Nassau Port without even firing a shot!

At least one story that is true then, Angela thought when she remembered Elizabeth's words.

"So I hope that you understand that you can't spend anymore time with Jack Sparrow." Angela looked shocked at him.

"Like I said Angela, people are writing to me daily about him. I have told them about the amnesty, the letter of marque and about the fact that he is ill. Or was ill. But now if the two of you start running around in the town in your underwear…I can't protect him any longer Angela! You are protecting him by staying away from him! The less people talk the better."

"That isn't fair! Do you think that is fair? That two people that care for each other can't see each other because of what other people think?"

"Haven't you listened? What other people say or think is all that matters. What I think is right has nothing to do with it. And if the king sends men here to arrest Jack Sparrow I will not be the one to try and stop them, I have to protect my daughter! I will not see her get hanged!"

Angela didn't answer, she just sat in the chair and looked straight forward.

"So, from now on you will only see Jack when he is invited, and never alone. You will not ride around on that horse; you will wear clothes that are proper for a young lady. And can I trust you that all of those strange things of yours will be gone, or at least hidden by tomorrow morning?"

"Yes sir."

"Well, carry on then." Angela stood up and walked quickly over to the door.

"Angela?" She stopped and turned around.

"That Mr Jones… Commodore Norrington tells me that he is a very ambitious young man."

"I'm sure he is sir."

"Do you care for him?"

"Yes sir."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes sir."

"Well good. He is about to become a fine gentleman."

"Yes sir." The Governor nodded towards her and Angela quickly left the room. The Governor sat down on his chair again and sighed.

"I'm sorry dear, but this is for your best. For every ones best."

There was a knock on the door and a male servant stepped in.

"A Mr Sparrow is waiting in the hall."

"Ah yes, show him in."

We are the pirates we don't do anything
We just stay at home, and lie around
And if you ask us, to do anything
We'll just tell you, we don't do anything

Angela was dancing around her room, putting away everything that was a part of her past. But she figured that if this was the last time she was allowed to hear her music she wanted to listen to it loud. She picked up a shirt from the floor and started to sing even louder.

And I've never hoist the main sail

And I've never swabbed the poop deck
And I've never veered starboard, cause I've never sailed at all…

"Jack?" Jack had entered the room and Angela stopped singing. She quickly walked over to the small table with her small stereo and turned it off.

"What are ye doing love?"

"Cleaning."

"What's tha'…" He pointed at the stereo.

"It's a song…about pirates who don't do anything."

"Ah, I like tha' other one better."

"Of course you do Jack." Angela turned around and bit her lip before speaking.

"You can't be here…It isn't proper." Jack walked over to her, he put his arms around her waist, let his left slip just a little bit underneath her shirt.

"I don' mind, I prefer things that aint proper…" Angela turned around; Jacks arms were still around her waist. Her heart was pounding and her hands trembling, she didn't know where to place them.

"Please… let go." Jack smiled and leaned forward.

"No, let go!" Angela pushed him away. "You have to leave!"

"Says who? Ye or the Gov'nor?" Jack walked over to her bed and sat down on it.

"I jus' 'ad a nice talk with him. 'e don' like us seeing each other."

"He is right. We can't keep doing this…It isn't proper!" Jack started laughing.

"They're turning ye in to one of them love. He stood up and walked over to her.

"And that lad…he has something to do with this, hasn't he?"

"I don't know who you are talking about." Jack placed his hands on her shoulders.

"I 'ave something to tell ye abou' tha' lad. He is a coward, no matter what 'e said to ye. That lad ne'er set foot in that cave." Angela shook off his hands.

"You are lying."

"Am I? They're taking away yer freedom ye know. Pull free now, before it's too late. If ye don't, ye'll wake up one day regretting that ye didn't escape while ye had a chance. Ye'll long for it. Ye already do. Ye need it…."

"You don't have any idea of what I need." Jack stepped even closer, so close that the fabric of their shirts touched.

"That's where ye're wrong love; I know exactly what ye need…" The door was opened and Angela took a step backwards.

"Oh miss Angela." The maid, Anne, stared at Jack.

"Mr Sparrow was just about to leave."

"Captain Sparrow." Angela ignored Jack. Jack sighed and then walked to the door, Angela followed him. Just when Jack was about to step out he grabbed her arm and whispered:

"Ye can't hide from me forever love, I live here too now." Angela pulled away her arm.

"Good day Captain Sparrow."

"Good day Miss Quinn."

"I was really surprised to find you outside my door Angela." Will was wiping his dirty hands off with an old rag.

"Well since it is my last night as the old Angela I figured I should come and ask you for a favour."

"And what is that?"

"Teach me how to fight with a sword. Just a little…"

"Haven't Jack been teaching you."

"Jack cheats." Will smiled.

"And besides…Ever since I saw the movie, you know…I've always wanted to learn to throw a sword like you do." Will grabbed a sword and gave it to Angela.

"Very well, but this will only be a short lesson."

The next day Angela and Stephen was taking a walk in the harbour. Angela was wearing a light purple dress that she hated, but she wore it to please the Governor.

"Angela…there is a thing I've been wondering about."

"What?" Angela had been thinking about Jack, but Stephens question had forced her to return to the harbour…

"Why were you marooned on that island?" That was a question Angela wasn't prepared for, but she decided quickly not to lie.

"I wasn't exactly marooned…I chose it."

"You chose to be stranded on an island? Why?"

"Jack was shot, would probably drown, if I had stayed I would just have ended up as a sacrifice….Look, it's not like I had much time to think about it. I just jumped off the ship to save Jack. And I don't regret it."

"Oh." Stephen looked as if he was thinking. "Sacrificed?"

"Yes, blood sacrificed to the heathen gods? A curse being lifted?" Stephen started laughing.

"Curses? Angela, there is no such thing as curses." Angela suddenly became very cold inside. She placed her hands on her chest where Barbossas sword had pierced through her body.

"You didn't see…?"

"See what?"

"What Barbossa did? He…"

"Barbossa?" Angela stared at the young man.

"He was right…Jack was right, you weren't even there…"

"No Angela. You don't understand. I was guarding the cave entrance. Guarding the Governor." He grabbed her arm. "I wanted to fight. Please, believe me." Angela smiled and nodded. "I believe you Stephen." But still, the cold feeling refused to leave her chest. She sighed and looked out at the water. Suddenly she saw something that nearly made her heart stop. A ship. A ship with black sails.

"They're back…"

I'm sorry, the chapter didn't turn out the way I saw it in my head, but I'll hope that you'll enjoy it anyway. Please write reviews :)

Coracesium is an old turkish Pirate city - today renamed to Alanya (That's where I was on vacation - perfect place for a pirate town.)

The Worlds End...a tousand legends about that place. Some say that it actually was a pirate town, others say that it was a horrible place with just as horrible creatures guarding it. Maybe Jack knows the truth...

The sinking thing comes from Lost season one. Kate explains to Jack that she is actually doing something!

The song that Angela is singing is The Pirates who don't do anything by Relient K (I love that song!)