MMM: Find out that it was her who killed him? We'll see. No, I've not read The Price of Freedom.
Chapter 12:
Jack entered the building swiftly, closing the door behind him. He headed up to the second floor, where the kitchen and dining room were. He found one of his father's servants there, cooking the meal. One of the oldest servants around the building as well, and one Jack had known throughout his childhood.
"Good to see you, Jack." The elderly woman smiled. "Are you looking for your father?"
"Aye." He responded, holding back the urge to take something from the counter. "Ye know where he is?"
"Up in his study, I believe." She told him.
"Thanks, appreciate it." He said, snatching an apple from the counter on the way out anyway.
He took a bite from it as he headed up to the top and third floor of the house. Despite all the years away from this place, he remembered it well. It hadn't changed much at all. The wooden walls still old and dusty, the floorboards still creaking with most of the steps. He heard the familiar sound of a guitar as he got closer to Teague's study. He reached it and entered, interrupting the peaceful music that his father was playing.
"Ye wanted me, eh?" Jack asked, swallowing a mouthful of apple.
"Jackie, in many ways ye still haven't changed." Teague sighed. "Still intruding all the time."
The younger pirate captain smirked, answering before taking another bite of the fruit in his hand. "It wouldn't be me if I'd changed."
"What took ye so long, boy?" The Keeper raised an eyebrow, glancing up at him as he set down his guitar.
"Well, I used me feet, not a ride." He responded, honestly, with a shrug.
"Of course ye didn't bother for a rideā¦." Teague grumbled.
"Ye want to head to the kitchen?" Jack asked.
"Looks like ye've already been there, Jackie." The older man nodded at the apple.
He smirked. "Aye, maybe." He took another bite, swallowing before continuing. "But t'is is a snack, not supper."
The Keeper shook his head, getting to his feet. "Let's go then."
Together, the two pirates left the room and reached the staircase, walking down it's extra-creaky boards. They headed through the second floor hallway, towards the kitchen and dining room.
"Seein' ye're actin' a little more normal, Jackie." Teague commented as they walked down the hall.
"Am I?" Jack joked, pretending to be shocked. Then he shrugged,"Guess it's jus' bein' back 'round 'ere again."
The other man smiled, glad to see the real Captain Jack Sparrow popping up more and more. "It's good to have ye back 'round 'ere too." He responded.
They reached the door to the dining room, entering. They found that the food was already at the table waiting for them. The two pirates sat down and began to eat, the younger man not needed to be forced to.
Jack was almost back to his normal, crazy self.
