Disclaimer: see first drabble.
Regarding the title change - I simply decided I preferred this title. Sorry for any inconvenience.
He hadn't expected her to come to find him. He'd become accustomed to the search being a solitary unhelped one. So the surprise was absolute when, locked in a Port Royal cell, he heard her voice:
cannons bellowing, vociferating, calling him. A wave-rush of joy;
she'd come to set him free!
He watched through the bars and waited. The Black Pearl sent her shot through the wrong wall. The other prisoners scampered away. Jack was left behind. The tantalising chance of reunion was lost; the lonely search would be prolonged.
You need to work on your aim, my darling.