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Chapter 6: A Good Deed Done By Captain Jack Sparrow

Governor Weatherby Swann shook his head in disbelief, a smile gracing the features of his care-worn face. He looked up toward the uniformed-figures before him and addressed Norrington with a heart-felt pat on the shoulder.

"Never in my years have I seen something so astonishing be accomplished by a sole individual."

"It was nothing noteworthy, Governor," replied James Norrington slightly uneasily. "They were all drunk, nothing especially exciting about how I captured the ship"

"Ah but you did capture it. That's the noteworthy part." chuckled Weatherby. "As I've said before, criminals such as Jack Sparrow have no such luck"

James did not respond and continued to give Weatherby a tight-lipped smile. At that moment, he felt like a pawn for the bloody pirate and could barely concentrate on anything that had been just said. He asked if he could retire and Weatherby dismissed him with the wave of his hand. However, before he left the room, Weatherby asked him something.

Turning to face the governor, James was startled to see that this time, Weatherby's face was grave, his voice low and pained. "By the way, James," he started. "Did you see my…" Weatherby faltered and then coughed before continuing.

Governor Swan did not have to finish for James knew what he was about to say. Sparrow had told him that the Governor would ask him and had given the exact words that he must say to the Governor when asked about it. "No, " he said sincerely.
"I am sorry to say that there was no indication that Elizabeth was on board and Sparrow swears that he hadn't kidnapped her"

"Never trust a pirate's word," Governor Swann murmured absentmindedly. Then speaking directly to James he said, " You may go James, today must have been overwhelming for you"

"You have no idea," James replied so softly that it could not be heard. "Bloody Pirate"

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When it was announced that Admiral James Norrington had single-handedly secured the Black Pearl and it's notorious captain, Will Turner went about on his daily work. He was a little puzzled by the fact that Elizabeth's name had not been mentioned but of course he knew that it did not matter because that name and its owner did not concern him anymore.

Sighing and wiping away sweat from his brow, he continued on in pounding the precious metal that would form the sword for Admiral Norrington. The Black Pearl and Elizabeth faded from his thoughts and was replaced by a new found determination in his work and all that it meant to him.

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Closing the door to Governor Swann's study he was greeted by the unwanted sight of Jack Sparrow, sitting nonchalantly on one of the Governor's lush chairs, on leg over the other, and swinging mockingly at James. Of course the pirate was flanked by two guards to watch over him, but unsuspecting to the guards, he was armed, thanks to the arrangements made by James, himself, before being "arrested".

"You may go," he said to the two guards, who looked at him as if he was out of his mind for wanting to be alone with a potentially dangerous criminal.

"But, sir…" one of them started but was interrupted.

"YOU MAY GO" he said in the most dignified tone that he could muster while being at the brink of rage.

"I advise you mates that you listen to you commanding officer," Jack said smirking. "Best not to get him angry."

James looked at the pirate with great disgust before turning back to the guards. "Jack Sparrow is not as dangerous as he looks," he told them sarcastically.

The two guards still did not seem to comprehend what was going on and continued to look at James as if he was mad. "If you say so, sir," one of them said and the two left while Jack laughed quietly at the whole situation.

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Elizabeth woke up freezing, gripping Jack's jacket tightly through her black and blue fingers. Through the window, the moon shown brightly, casting a silver hue on the dark waters below it. she stared for a moment at such a wondrous sight, forgetting where she was and why she was so cold. However her muddled mind slowly cleared as she became more aware of her surroundings. Inside the cabin, it was quite bright. Candles lay lit, yet no Jack in sight.

Slowly she tried to stand, yet her knees buckled under her and she fell back down into the bed that she lay in. It was at that point that she noticed she was wearing nothing but her thin shift, her wedding dress gone. Her first notion was to make unspeakable pretensions against Jack. However, her anger subsided as she noticed that a chest lay not to far from her bedside with the wedding dress lying carefully on it. The chest was her chest from her room back at Port Royal. Yet she knew not how it had come to be her on this ship.

Attempting to stand once more, Elizabeth slowly pushed herself off the bed and placed her weight on her aching legs. Dull, yet throbbing pain, swept through her as she walked towards her chest. Although only a few feet away, it seemed like an age before she had finally settled down before it. Tracing her hands across the intricate patterns of dark silver metal designs on it exterior, she slowly made her way to the latch. Opening it, she found her clothes and some other of her possessions that she had thought she had left behind. "Jack has thought of everything hasn't he?" she said to herself out loud.

"Aye, he has Lizzie-darling and has hopes of doing much more"

Elizabeth immediately turned toward the door to find Jack's form in it, smirking at the obvious surprise in her face.

Still blushing at his remark, Elizabeth quickly looked the other way to recollect her "dignity" or at least whatever was left of it, then turned to face Jack. "I suppose you want me to ask by what means did you use to acquire my possessions?" she asked him casually.

"Not at all, luv," he said while edging closer to her. "I desire something much more…substantial"

Elizabeth in turn backed away from him, obviously knowing what plans he had.

Seeing this, Jack chuckled. "Ah you know me well, don't you, luv?"

"Get out Jack," she said, her eyes flashing dangerously at him.

Jack dare not face Elizabeth's wrath and started to head toward the door. Before leaving he stopped and said, "Are you sure you don't…"

A small smile graced Elizabeth's lips. "Good night Jack"

With a gracious bow, so uncommonly of him he said, "Good night, Ms. Swann. Perhaps we'll deal with your payment later." And he was out the door before Elizabeth could counter with a not-so-elegant reply.

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