As soon as Angela started walking down the stairs every single pare of eyes was turned towards her.

She was without doubt the most beautiful woman in the mansion; this made Stephen feel very good about himself.

Angela on the other hand did not feel very good, instead she felt trapped, imprisoned… Even though she was used to wearing a corset by now could she hardly breathe.

Angela fit perfect among society though, her expensive and fancy clothes and her fake smile made her look just like any other rich young woman. Angela walked in to the big hall and looked around. Every single area, tables, shelves, was decorated with great flower arrangements.

Every candelabrum was lit and gave the house a warm feeling. In the dining room was a giant dining table set with the house's finest porcelain and silver wear, the food Angela knew was being prepared in the kitchen fit royalty. Angela noticed the band in the hall and figured there'd be dancing later. She suddenly saw a group of young women standing at the other end of the room. Angela wondered if anyone of them felt as trapped and miserable as she did. Suddenly they noticed her, a few smiled, one even waved but most of them looked away as if she was something disgusting that didn't belong.

They're right, Angela thought depressed.

More and more people showed up and soon the mansion was crowded, but Angela felt so very alone. Stephen had walked over to some people Angela didn't know and didn't feel like knowing either. The Governor was welcoming some old friends, Will and Elizabeth was talking to an old couple and James hadn't appeared yet, or at least Angela hadn't seen him. People were staring at her, talking about her behind her back, and they weren't too discreet with it. But Angela tried to act as if she didn't notice, but for every second that went it felt like the walls were closing in a bit further on her.

Angela decided to step outside to get some air and a few seconds to get her mind together. She greeted on everyone she met, with the same fake smile as before, as she made her way to the door. When she finally was able to step outside she took a few slow breaths while leaning against the house wall with her eyes closed.

"What are ye doing out here alone?" Angela opened her eyes and gasped when she saw Jack standing a few feet away. The light from the approaching sunset shining from behind him made him look like something from a painting.

"Jack, what the hell are you doing here?" Angela whispered, but wasn't able to hide the rage in her voice.

"You know what will happen if anyone finds you here."

"Jus' came to talk to the lad, I can' leave without saying goodbye. But 'e doesn't seem to come out any time soon eh?" He looked around.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell ye something earlier. Or," Jack raised his voice, "I would 'ave if tha' lad hadn't interrupted us..." Angela looked around nervously, luckily, every guest was inside.

"What? What did you forget?" Jack took a few quick steps forward and grabbed her.

"Jack, what are you…? Let go!"

"Tell me ye love him. Jus' say it and I know I can let ye go."

"Jack…" Angela did her best to calm her voice down. "Let me go, or I'll scream." Jack wasn't sure if she was serious, but if there was a scream outside of the Governors Mansion and he and all his friends came running out…well, it wouldn't be too good for a pirate, so Jack let go. Angela gave him a hard push.

"Jack, go away. Don't contact me again…please…" It was so hard, but she knew she had to make him leave. Jack looked hurt, but then he grabbed Angela and placed a hard kiss on her lips. Then he pulled her in to a close embrace. Angela leaned her head against his shoulder as Jack whispered.

"We set sail at down, in case ye change yer mind." Then he let her go, turned around and walked away. Angela watched him go. Tears fell from her eyes as she spoke to the nothingness around her:

"Thanks Jack…but I won't…"

Angela wasn't sure if it had gone five minutes, half an hour or maybe more, but the time went really slow that evening. The band had started playing and at the moment she was dancing with Stephen. It was just like the kiss, so very different from Jack. Jack always knew what he was doing and even when he danced he was very passionate and strong, Stephen was insecure, he knew the steps but that was all. Not like Jack… Angela sighed. She shouldn't think about Jack, she would never see him again.

Stephen didn't seem to notice that Angela was far away in her mind, but someone else seemed to do that.

"May I cut in?" Angela and Stephen stopped dancing. James stood next to them with his back straightened and a big smile on his lips. He was wearing blue, as usual, the typical navy uniform - blue, gold and white. He looked stunning, but Angela remembered how handsome and relaxed he had seemed in his pirate rags, a shame that he'd never put them on again.

Stephen let go of Angela, took a step back and said, while making a bow:

"Of course Commodore."

Butt-kisser, Angela thought. She felt a bit disappointed; shouldn't he defend "his property"? Keep her away from other men? If she only had known…

James placed his left hand around her waist and then took a firm grip on her left hand in his right. He danced just like you would expect a Commodore of the British Royal Navy to: straight, proper and flawless.

"Are you alright Angela?" James suddenly said. Angela looked up.

"Yes I'm fine James. Why?"

"You seem thoughtful. I don't suppose it possible could have something to do with a certain pirate?" James grinned, Angela gasped.

"What do you…I don't understand…"

"I saw him, well, both of you. When the two of you were talking outside earlier." When Angela didn't answer James continued.

"I heard what he said. What he wants." Angela bit her lip and focused her eyes on a golden brocade on James's shoulder, the fact that they were still dancing she didn't notice.

"But I also heard your answer. I do understand what a difficult decision that must have been, but I am not surprised." He cleared his throat. "Forgive me, but I must speak my mind…well, to go with him is not something that I would approve with, and you have to admit that it probably wouldn't be the wisest decision…But still… I am sorry, am I being too forward?"

"James, I really don't understand what you are talking about."

"Just don't rush any decisions Angela." The music stopped, James stepped away from her. He made a bow, Angela curtsied and James walked away. She looked after him and saw how almost every young woman turned her head towards him as he walked across the room. But James didn't notice. Angela smiled and wondered if James had any idea of how popular he was, each of those women would agree to marry him in one sec.

"He is a great man isn't he?" Stephen had walked over to Angela again.

"Yes, he sure is." She turned to Stephen, this evening he was wearing a dark green coat with a few silver brocades embroidered on it, underneath he wore a silver coloured vest. He didn't look dashing like Norrington or intimidating and interesting like Jack, he looked small. Like a child dressing up in his fathers clothes. Jack…she was thinking about him again. She couldn't help it. Her hand went up to her chest, where, underneath her bodice, corset and slip, Jacks necklace was kept. Hidden from the eyes of the world, but close to her heart. Just like her feelings for him…And that's where they will be kept, forever.

"What are you thinking about?" Angela moved her hand as Stephen woke her up from her thoughts.

"Oh, nothing. Nothing at all." Stephen smiled and then offered his arm. Angela took it and Stephen walked her into the other room. Angela saw Will standing and talking to James, so she figured Elizabeth was somewhere near. She found her, standing in a corner talking to an small elderly woman in black. Elizabeth was wearing an ivory coloured dress with gold flowers embroidered on the skirt, she was sparkling, as bright as the woman was dark.

"Angela." Elizabeth waved to her, Angela walked over to them. Stephen didn't notice, he was busy talking to a lieutenant.

"Elizabeth, hi." Angela curtsied, so did Elizabeth and the lady. The lady started talking about her deceased husbands many faults. Elizabeth gave Angela a knowing glance.

"Good evening ladies." They turned around; Governor Swann had walked up to them. Angela and the lady curtsied while Elizabeth walked up to her father and kissed his cheek.
"Angela, may I have a moment?"

"Of course." Angela curtsied again, she wondered if she would ever be able to walk with her back straight again after this evening, and then followed the Governor. They stepped outside; Angela couldn't help but to look around for Jack even though she knew he had left.

"You wanted to speak to me sir." She curtsied once more, and once again that damn corset cut into her back.

"Oh no Angela, there's no need to stand on ceremony or decorum, please." With a hand gesture he showed that he wanted Angela to stand up straight, Angela did as he wanted.

"I just wanted to talk to you Angela."

"Ok sir."

"Please, I don't like us to be so formal. After all, you have been living in my house for quit a while and I have been rather fond of you. As you know my wife died many years ago…" Angela gasped, he wasn't going to do what she thought he did, was he?

"…and Elizabeth was our only daughter. And now she is married…" He sighed and looked away.

"It can get really lonely sometimes, and I'm not getting any younger."

"Governor…?" Angela didn't even want to hear the rest, this was just too much.

"It is good to have a young person in the house, it brings warmth to it. And sometimes I just can't help to think about you as…" Angela held her breathe, "well, almost a daughter."

Angela exhaled.

Thank God!

"Oh, Governor…I don't know what to say."

"That was too bold, I understand. Not proper at all."

"No, Governor…Weatherby…" Angela smiled. "That was most kind, most sweet and most proper. Thank you." She hugged him; Swann was shocked at first but then returned the hug in his clumsy way.

"Well…" The Governor looked around as soon as Angela let go, what if someone had seen?

"Well…" he said again and started to look awkward. Angela sighed; for a moment had she almost thought that he was going to ask her to marry him. She looked down at the ground, and for the second time that night her hand went up to the necklace hidden beneath her clothes.

"Angela, are you happy here?"

"What?" Angela removed her hand.

"You don't seem very happy."

"Oh no Governor, I am fine, really."

"Then why have I barely seen you smile these past days?" Angela had no answer to that, Governor Swann sighed, he had been right, she was miserable.

"That Mr Jones…He's definitely a fine man." Angela looked up at the Governor and forced herself to smile.

"Yes he is…"

"I have been told that the two of you might…well, that you are about to…"

"Words travel fast I hear…" Angela turned away.

"I am proud of you, if the words I hear are true. He is a fine man, and would make a suitable husband for you. A very good decision for you to make I must add. But…", Angela looked up when she heard Governor Swann say "but",

", even a good decision if made for the wrong reasons can be a wrong decision." Angela smiled; it was the same speech he had given Elizabeth on the Dauntless.

"Governor, what are you saying?"

"Don't rush it Angela. Just because Jack is leaving doesn't mean that you have to rush any decisions and marry the first man that comes across your path. You are still young, young and beautiful. So…don't rush it…" And with that the Governor started walking back to the mansion, leaving Angela standing on the grass perplexed with what she just had heard.

First James and now Governor Swann, what was going on?

About an hour later Angela was sitting at the giant dinner table and had just finished her food. Everyone around her was talking but she felt so very alone and trapped. As if their voices had made a wall around her, a wall impossible to break.

She felt truly miserable, she was alone, Jack was gone, her corset felt as if it was carving into her back and she had a piece of food in between her teeth that annoyed her a lot!

She sighed and looked around. Stephen was sitting on her left side, the Governor was placed on the far end of the table, to Angelas left, Will and Elizabeth was sitting on the right end. The Governor stood up and started to hold a speech. Angela sighed, why couldn't this evening be over soon? Angela turned her head towards Elizabeth and Will, but they weren't sitting down at the table. Instead they were standing by a slightly opened window. It looked as if they were talking to someone. Angela tried to see without drawing any attention to herself. Then she saw it, when will moved his head slightly, the top of a brown tricorn hat. Jack…

Of course, Angela figured, he came to say good bye to Will. Angela glanced at Stephen; he was busy listening to the Governors words so Angela turned her attention back to the window.

She just wanted to see Jack again, nothing more, just see him. Right?

Angela was so focused on Jacks hat that she didn't notice that Governor Swanns speech was over or that Stephen stood up and walked over to the Governor. Stephen started talking, but she just heard his voice as some muffled noise.

"Ladies and gentlemen, and of course Governor Swann."

Can't Will move again, just so I could see him.

"I too have something to say, an announcement actually."

Come on Will, move.

"I have the pleasure to tell you all that this evening…"

Angela leaned backwards as careful and subtle as she could, hoping to get a better look.

"…the beautiful Miss Angela Quinn has agreed to become my wife."

What?

Now things happened really fast.

Will and Elizabeth moved from the window.

Angela turned around and looked at Stephen.

Will turned back to the window, but Jack was gone…

"Oh no."

Angela stood up.

"Angela darling." Stephen reached out his arms.

Angela walked quickly over to him and…slapped him hard across his face!

"You lying son of a bitch!" Her body was shaking out of rage. "How dare you?"

Then she turned around, people stared shocked at her but Angela didn't care, she had just seen something terrible. The window was empty.

"Jack…" She said his name so low that only two people could hear it besides her. One of them was the Governor, and the other one was probably the last one in that room that wanted Jacks name to be said at that moment.

Angela started running out from the room; she didn't even notice the looks people around her had given her…

Angela opened the front door and stepped outside; she stepped down the stone stair and looked around. It was dark; the wind was blowing heavily and no sign of Jack.

"Damn! Jack?" Angela started walking quickly, there was rain in the air and a storm was coming up, but Angela didn't care. She had to find Jack, she had to explain.

"Jack! Please let me explain!"

"Jack!" She called for him again, louder this time.

"Jack where are you?" Angela stroke away the hair that had gotten into her eyes but a few hairs got stuck into something.

"Ouch!" Angela looked down at her hand, Stephens's bracelet. She sighed and tried to take it off.

"Stupid thing!" She was able to open the lock and then dropped it on the ground. Angela looked at it for a few seconds, but then she looked around and started thinking about were Jack possible could have gone.

"The harbour!" Jack had probably gone straight to the Black Pearl, and if he wasn't there she figured that she could wait for him. He would turn up there eventually. The weather was getting worse; Angela figured that she had to go now.

"Jack!" She called out his name once more, just in case. She started walking, hoping that no one would see her leave. But then she heard footsteps behind her. She smiled relieved and started to turn around as she said:

"Oh Jack, thank god, I thought you…" Smack, a blow came out of nowhere and hit Angela across her face. She stumbled backwards; Angela shook her head and then saw Stephen standing in front of her with his hand raised.

"Stephen? What the hell?" Angela pressed her hand against her soar cheek. Stephen took a step forward.

"How dare you?" His voice was filled with anger when he asked the question. "How dare you run off like that and leave me standing and looking like a fool!"

"Make you look like a fool? You? Stephen, you told them that we are getting married!" Stephen seemed to calm down a bit when he heard the word "married", but that only made Angela angrier. Stephen smiled.

"I'm sorry; I just thought it would be a nice surprise…"

"A surprise? Stephen…" Angela sighed. "Well it definitely was a surprise. But you know what, when you announce that you are getting married you usually ask the bride first! Angela started to flare up again.

"You can't just tell people that we are getting married without even asking me first!"

"You are right, I am sorry. Come on put this on again," he held out the bracelet, "and then we'll just go back inside now and then we'll both announce it this time. And you can excuse your behaviour by explaining how you got cold feet." Angela didn't feel the least bit guilty over dropping the bracelet on the ground; she just felt angry, angry and shocked.

"What? Stephen, no!"

"Don't worry about it, it's alright." Stephen smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. He grabbed her arm.

"Stephen, let go! I won't!" She tried to pull away, but he was surprisingly strong.

"Stephen I am not going to marry you! Let go!"

Stephen let go, he stared at Angela, both shocked and hurt. Then Angela suddenly realised that she would never have accepted to marry Stephen. She could hardly breathe when she realised what mistake she had done. Jack… She had to find him before it was too late, before he disappeared out of her life forever.

"I'm sorry Stephen." Stephen looked down at the ground. Angela turned around and was just about to run down to the harbour when Stephen grabbed her shoulder. As he roughly turned her around the necklace fell out from its hiding place in Angelas bosom, being completely visible.

"I know what changed your mind." Stephen grabbed the chain. "That pirate!" Stephens's voice really started to frighten Angela, so hard and cold.

"I heard you say his name earlier, you are wearing his cheep piece of jewellery and it's him you're going to see now! I'm right am I not?"

"Stephen…" Angela gasped as Stephens started to pull the chain and force her to come closer.

"I will not allow it!" He let go of the chain and instead grabbed her arm.
"What?" Angela started to panic. Stephen started dragging her towards the mansion.

"I will not let my bride to be run off to become some pirates whore!"

"Stop it, Stephen let go!" Angela tried to pull away, when that didn't work Angela gave Stephen a hard punch on the back of his head. He let her go and turned around, then he slapped her. Angela felt the taste of blood in her mouth and backed away.

"Don't you ever to that to me again Angela!" Stephen walked towards her. Angela started to walk backwards, but she stepped on her (ungainly) skirt and fell back. Angela could hear the sound of something snapping in her right ankle as she fell on her right leg. The same second as she fell the first lightning lit up the sky. Rain started falling down and a shadow appeared above her. Stephen. He kneeled next to her.

"I'll teach you to obey me." He grabbed her hair and pulled her head up a bit, then he raised his right fist. Angela stared at him, waiting for the hard blow to come...

But then a shadow came out of nowhere and pushed Stephen away from her. Angela turned to her left side to see what had happened. Two shadows fighting on the ground. One was Stephen, the other was…

"Jack?" Jack had attacked Stephen and was now showering Stephen with blows. Stephen was able to get one good punch at Jack, who stumbled backwards; Stephen saw his chance, he got up to his feet and pulled up his sword. Jack saw it and did the same. Stephen attacked Jack who parried. Then Jack attacked and was able to cut Stephens arm, he cried out in pain but didn't give up. He attacked Jack with more force than before.

"Stephen! Stop it!" Angela tried to stand up but her ankle hurt too much.

"Oh my god, they're gonna kill each other." Angela stared at the two men fighting, fighting over her…

"Stop it! Both of you!" But the two men ignored her cries; they just kept attacking each other.

"Please just stop!" If it was the rain or tears on her face Angela didn't know, she didn't care either. Jack was loosing… His bad leg was making it harder for him than usual to win over someone who had talent handling a sword. And Stephen was good at handling his sword…

Suddenly Jack stumbled and dropped his sword. Stephen smiled in triumph and raised his sword for the final and killing blow. But he wasn't prepared for Jack to tackle him to the ground. Stephen fell on his back with Jack on top of him, all air was forced out of his lounges and for a second everything turned black. Jack took his chance; he pulled up his pistol and pressed it against Stephens chin. Another lightning and Angela could see the look on Jacks face, hate. Hate and fury. He was going to fire, shoot Stephen and kill him, no doubt.

"Jack don't!" Jack didn't seem to hear. Angela tried to move closer to Jack.

"Jack he is not worth it! Please, he's not worth getting hanged over!" Jack heard her now, and started to get back his senses. He mumbled:

"You're right," before grabbing the collar of Stephens's shirt and pulled him up to his feet, he jammed Stephen harshly against a tree a few feet away from Angela.

"She's right! But know this…" He held the pistol right next to Stephens left eye. "If ye ever touch 'er again," he spit on the ground. "I'll kill ye…slowly. Now get the hell out of me sight!" He pushed Stephen away; he slipped in the grass but then ran off.

Jack spit on the ground again.

The bloody bastard punched a teeth out of me mouth!

Jack wiped off the blood around his mouth with his sleeve, then he heard someone moaning behind him. Angela! Jack turned around. Angela was sitting on the ground leaning back on her elbows with her hair covering her face breathing heavily. Jack hurried over to her and kneeled beside her.

"Are ye alright love?" Angela nodded and then took a deep breath.

"It's just my foot. I kinda' fell on it." Jack moved down to her feet.

"May I?" Angela nodded. Jack moved her skirt away a bit.

"Which foot?"

"The right one…" Angela gasped when Jack carefully grabbed her ankle. He looked at her.

"It's ok…" He nodded and then lifted her foot a bit. Then he slowly took of her, not so white anymore, shoe. He gently examined her foot while Angela grinned her teeth together.

"Well, nothing seems to be broken." He carefully dropped down her foot. Angela started to breathe normally again as the pain eased. Jack moved forward and reached out his hand to brush away the hair from her face.

Angela quickly turned away, as if she was afraid of getting slapped again. Jack sighed, but moved away his hand.

"Ye don' 'ave to fear me"

"I know…" Angela whispered, but without looking up, she didn't want Jack to see her face. Jack lowered his voice, but it was still as intense as if he was speaking inside of her.

"Then why do ye keep pulling away?" Angela looked up. Jack raised his hand again, and this time she let him touch her. He gently brushed her wet hair away; Angela took a slow, nervous, shivering breath. Jack gasped when he saw her face and felt the rage growing inside him again. Angelas lower lip was bleeding, her cheek was red, but other from that her face were pale as a ghost.

"I'll kill him!" Jack was about to stand up and follow Stephen, but Angela grabbed his arm and said in a very pleading voice:

"Jack, please." Jack looked at her and softened. Even though she was dirty, her hair was a mess and she was wet from the rain coming down on them she looked more beautiful than anything he'd ever seen. He sighed and sat down next to her.

"I'm sorry." Jack reached out his hand and started caressing her cheek again in the same time as he moved closer to her.

"Jack…" Angelas voice were shivering, this feelings she had scared her to death. She had no idea of what was right to do.

"Just tell me to stop love, and I will stop." He placed his left hand on her waist and pulled her a little bit closer. His right hand moved from her cheek down to her neck. Angela shivered. Jack moved his hand down even further, he let two fingers touch her chest, so gentle that they felt like feathers. Then he took the necklace in his hand, he smiled, happy to see that she wore his gift.

Angela could hardly breathe. She didn't know if it was because of the rain or Jacks touch, but she shivered. Then Jack leaned forward, Angela held her breath. Jack placed his right hand behind her neck and kissed her firmly. Angela answered the kiss and placed her arms around him. Jacks grip on her waist got firmer and he pulled her closer. Angela could feel his warm upper body pressed against hers and suddenly she didn't notice the rain or the wind any longer. Nor could she remember Stephen, her soar leg or the fact that she was actually kissing Jack in mud…

Jack pressed his body even harder against hers and Angela tumbled backwards. Jacks hand started to move down, Angelas stomach started tingling like crazy, had Jack any idea what he was doing to her? What he made her feel…?

But suddenly she heard something behind them.

"No, wait" Angela sat up. Jack sat up beside her and looked disappointed. Angela didn't notice, she looked around, trying to see who, or what had caused the noise. Jack moved forward again but Angela pushed him away.

"Did you hear that?"

"Hear what?" Jack was busy with putting his clothes back in place to notice the worried look on Angelas face.

"Nothing I guess…" But she couldn't shake off the feeling of being watched.

The wind and rain increased and Angela suddenly how cold and wet she was. Jack noticed it too. They looked at each other and smiled. They were both soaking wet, covered in mud and with bleeding lips, some couple…

"Best get ye inside eh?" Angela nodded and then tried to stand up, but gasped when she tried to put any weight on her right leg, it just hurt too much.

"Oh no, we can' 'ave it like tha' can we? Come on, put yer arm around me neck."

"Oh no Jack, I'm too heavy…" But Jack made her put her arm around his neck and then lifted her up. Angela tightened her grip around Jacks neck, afraid that he might drop her.

"Don' worry Angela, I've got ye." Angela smiled.

"Yes, apparently you do…"

William Turner was walking back and forth in the room. Something was terribly wrong. First had Stephen announced that he was marrying Angela, then Angela had slapped him and then disappeared, after that had Stephen gone after her…it had been a rather long time since that had happened. And where did Jack go?

Will sighed, stupid question, to the Pearl of course. Will knew about Jacks feelings for Angela. And he knew how much it hurt to hear that the one you love is about to marry someone else. Will sighed, but then he saw something.

Wasn't that Stephen lurking around in the hall? Will hurried walked across the room, passing all the guests, and it definitely was Stephen. But he was wet and he was bleeding.

"What happened? Where is Angela?" Stephen turned startled around.

"Oh…I couldn't find her." Will knew he was lying. He quickly stepped forward and grabbed Stephens collar and pressed him roughly against the wall. To Wills surprise Stephen smiled.

"You criminals are all the same huh?" Will pushed him tighter against the wall.

"Where is she?"

"I said I couldn't find her." Stephen was able to push Will away. Now Will noticed the bruises on his face. He grabbed Stephens arm, making sure he grabbed the arm exactly on the gash. Stephen gasped.

"You're lying! Don you really think that I wouldn't recognise a cut, especially one from my own blade?" Will let go of Stephens arm.

"Where is Angela? What did you do to her and where is Jack?" Stephen just looked at him and then said with a drawling voice:

"I haven't done anything; I can't help it if she chose to become a whore."

"Take that back! What she and Jack have, you could never understand it."

"Oh really? Before you say anything else you might want to reconsider, go, take a look outside and see exactly what it is you are defending." He started to walk away, but changed his mind; he turned around and looked at Will.

"Turner, you may have married your way in to society but you are and always will be just a blacksmith and a criminal. So I would think twice before doing any rash actions." He walked away, leaving Will standing there feeling furious. First he thought about going after Stephen, but (he hated to admit this) to cause a big scene, not the brightest thing to do. He knew that. He might be married to the Governors daughter, but he would always be just a blacksmith. He sighed and decided to go look for Angela and Jack.

The cut on Stephens arm, it was from Jack sword, Will was sure of it. But what had Jack to do with this? And what did Stephen mean with that Will should take a look outside? What would he see there? Will sighed and looked down, then he saw something. He bent down and picked it up. A golden bracelet. Angela had worn this earlier. Will put the bracelet in his pocket and was just about to open the door when someone knocked on it. Confused Will opened the door and saw to his surprise Jack stand outside in the rain, carrying Angela.

"Jack what…?"

"Keep yer voice down lad."

"Will! What is going on I just saw Stephen and…" Elizabeth had entered the hall; she stopped talking when she saw Jack and Angela.

"Well, get inside." Will nearly pulled Jack inside and closed the door.

"I'll just get up with her to the room and then I'll be off."

"Jack what happened." Jack opened his mouth to tell Will about Stephen but Angela interrupted him.

"I slipped, silly huh? I slipped on the wet grass and hurt my ankle. Good thing Jack was nearby." Will looked at Jack, he had a feeling that that story wasn't exactly true, but Jack said nothing. Elizabeth suddenly spoke.

"We should get Angela upstairs, before anyone sees them."
"Jus' my thought Elizabeth dear. But the two of ye better get back in there with all the guests before anyone starts looking fer ye too. I'll go up with Angela to 'er room." Will and Elizabeth doubted, but then nodded and left. Will looked at Jack who mimed:
I'll tell ye later lad.

Jack put Angela down on the bed, then he walked back to the door and closed it.

"Could you lock it?" Jack looked at Angela but then did as she asked.

"How's yer leg?"

"Oh, it's a bit better actually." Angela brushed away some hair from her face.

"Why didn't ye tell them?" Angela froze.

"I…I couldn't. I mean he embarrassed himself in front of all these people, of course he was angry."

"He hit ye!"

"I know! I know Jack but…I just want to talk to him first. If he can swear that he'll leave me alone…Well I can't see any point in telling Will, Governor Swann or anyone else."

Jack sighed.

"Please Jack."

"Alright, but ye'll talk to him in the morning and I'll be there! Ye can't see him alone."

Angela smiled.

"Thank you Jack." Jack walked over to the bed and sat down next to her. Angela sighed and leaned her head against his shoulder. Jack put his arm around her and pulled her closer. Angela closed her eyes; to have Jack there…it made her feel so very safe. Suddenly they could hear the band start playing again. Jack stood up, took off his coat and then held out his hand with a big grin on his face.

"May I 'ave the honour of this evening's last dance?" Angela smiled and took Jacks hand. Jack placed his hand on her waist; Angela leaned her head against his chest and closed her eyes again. They danced slowly to the music; neither of them wanted the band to stop playing.

This is how it was going to be.

Angela and Jack.

Jack and Angela.

Together…forever.

What could ever keep them apart now?

Yay, I am finally finished with this chapter!
I have had so many requests and so many people emailing me, telling me to post another chapter soon.
Don't worry, I don't mind. :)
A push is exactly what I need sometimes, especially with this chapter.
So wonderful in my head...so terrible when I write it down.
Well, that is MY point of view, I really hope that you feel otherwise.

There is just ONE chapter left now, I hope to be finished with it this weekend, since I am leaving for three weeks on sunday.

But please, review, I really really need it.