I slowly opened my eyelids. I was in a dark, cramped room. I remembered what happened last night, and that I must have fallen asleep in the closet. I slowly unlocked the door, and looked out in to the large room cautiously. I saw nothing, and made my way out. Everything seemed normal. Was it all a dream?

I spotted one of the maids walking towards me. I stopped her. "Marian, what happened last night?"

"Pirates attacked the town last night, Mrs. Beckett. They invaded this very house."

"Is everyone alright?"

Marian looked sad. "Not everyone. As you might have known, poor Gregory was shot dead by some of the pirates. And, I'm sorry to say, Miss Rayanna was captured."

My eyes went wide with fear. "Where is Cutler? I need to speak with him and James. Are THEY alright? What about Antoinette?"

"Lord Beckett, Commodore Norrington, and Miss Antoinette are all fine, milady. They are all down at the fort looking at maps. Miss Swann was captured too, by, what some say, the same brood that captured Miss Rayanna."

"Tell some butlers that I said to get the carriage ready. I'll be getting dressed."

"Right away, milady."

I went into the bedroom that Cutler and I shared. Oh how I was glad just now that I wasn't the only one who owned the room! Some maids that Marian had sent in, came in, and helped my put one the white silk dress that I had picked out; again, with no corset.

By the time that we had put my hair up into a loose bun and got dressed, the carriage was waiting for me out front. I told the door man to take me to the fort, and he opened the door for me, and helped me in.

When I arrived at the fort, I immediately saw my brother, husband, and friend along with some of James's soldiers and the governor as they looked down on a table. I walked over to them, no one noticing my presence except for a soldier named Murtogg. "Good morning, Lady Beckett.

Cutler, James, and Antoinette all looked up at me, and came over to me to give me a hug. After James and Antoinette had both backed away from me, Cutler came over, and held me in a deep, romantic kiss.

"That will be us someday," Antoinette said semi quietly to James, as he grabbed her hand and held it tight.

"Oh Heather," Cutler said as we broke apart, "I thought I never would be able to do that with you again."

"I was equally scarred that I would not be able to do the same with you."

"Are you and the baby alright?"

"Yes. Yes, I think we are. I fell asleep in a locked closet last night. And I suppose that you heard about Rayanna?"

"Yes," he said in a bland tone of voice, "I'm sorry, and we're doing everything we can to find her and Miss Swann. Now if you can excuse commodore Norrington and I, we must be back to work."

I nodded. As Cutler walked back to the table and next to where James was standing, Antoinette came up to me and asked to speak to me in private, as to not to disturb their work.

Once we were alone, she grinned at me. "I was wrong about James, Heather. He is indeed a charming man."

I couldn't take the suspense. "I'm glad that you see it my way, Antoinette. Now tell me," I asked, practically jumping up and down with excitement, "what happened between you two on the balcony last night?"

I thought Antoinette was going to burst with excitement. But instead, she held out her hand so I could see the ring. "HE AND I ARE GETTING MARRIED!!!!"

We screamed with our girlish pleasure at the top of our lungs. Antoinette was bouncing up and down. We hugged each other, and as she settled down, she said, "We are to be wed this coming spring! Oh how gorgeous it will be!"

My smile slowly faded as I remembered something. "What did governor Swann say, about your engagement to James?"

"He sounded quite disappointed, and a little angry, but he wished us the best, anyways." Most people would be put down by Governor Swanns supposed disapproval of the wedding, but not Antoinette. From the sound of her tone, anyways.

When we walked back to where James and Cutler were, Will Turner had just arrived, and wanted to break Jack Sparrow out of prison to help save Elizabeth and Rayanna. "Mr. Murtogg," James said, not even looking up at Will, "remove this man." Mr.Murtogg grabbed Wills arm, but Will shook him off. James turned to the governor and started saying something, and Will, in a rage of fury, crashed his axe through the map and table. James turned around, and seemed un-impressed by Wills actions.

"Mr. Turner," James said, annoyed, "quit being so silly, and remember your place in this life as a blacksmith. Not a sailor, but a blacksmith." Will looked like he could hit James right about then, but made the smart decision of walking away to God knows where.