I have returned once again!!! I'd like to thank alatariel10ThunderBenderPrincess, and mrspatrickdempsey for their reviews::passes out rum to all::

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"Do you enjoy reading, my dear?" Beckett asked Meg after dinner.

"A bit, I suppose," she tried not to cringe at being called 'my dear'.

"Well, then, let us adjourn to the library," he stood up and offered his arm. Meg was hesitant in accepting it, but she did just to please him and to avoid any complications.

When they entered, Beckett handed Meg a book.

"Here, read this. You will most likely enjoy it," She opened the cover and noticed that the book was a book of pirate stories and legends. She was curious if this might have been one that Elizabeth Swann had read. Well, not the exact book she was holding, but maybe another copy. She sat down next to many lit candles and began reading, trying not to slouch (though the dress made that difficult). Meg had a feeling that Beckett might be watching her. However, when she glanced up at him, he was fully immersed in a book.

The servant that Beckett had spoken to earlier entered the library.

"Ah," Beckett said, closing his book and standing up. Meg watched him out of the corner of her eye. The servant gave him a small box. "Meg, come here, please," With a small sigh, Meg closed her book and approached. The servant left. Meg eyed the box, hoping to death it was not what she thought it was. Holding the box out to her, Beckett said, "I wish you would accept this as a token of my gratitude that you have consented to stay,"

'I never said anything like that…' Meg thought, but took the box anyway. Beckett was not getting down on one knee, so that was a good sign to her. She opened the box. Inside was a single black pearl on a silver chain. She blinked back a few tears as it glinted in the candle light in the room.

"Thank you," she said in a small voice. A black pearl. It reminded her so much of Jack.

"Yes, well, I suppose you should go off to bed now," Beckett sounded like he wanted Meg to be in his company for a while longer. "I assume you've had a long day," Meg nodded and bid Beckett goodnight.

After Mrs. Thomson helped Meg out of the dress, she made sure she went to bed.

'What…are they suspecting me of something?' Meg though a smirk playing at her lips moments after Mrs. Thomson had left. Meg lay awake listening for the whole household to go to bed. Once she thought it was safe, Meg opened her window and looked down. It wasn't too far of a drop. Better yet, there was a trellis! Meg could envision herself falling as the trellis came off the wall, but it was worth a chance.

Pulling on her coat and buttoning it (she was only in her nightgown after all), and her boots, Meg stuffed her folded clothes in one pocket and the letter she wrote earlier in the other. With a deep breath, Meg scurried down the trellis, amazingly breaking nothing.

'That was rather easy…now, to dodge guards…' she thought. Not many soldiers were out that evening, but she did come across a few. Meg quietly slipped into dark alleyways and finally made it to the other side of Port Royal. It took her a while, but Meg found Mihangel's home. She knocked on the door, hoping he was home, or at least still awake. Meg could hear noises from inside and finally, Mihangel opened the door.

"Meg?" he said in disbelief.

"Yes, it's me…first and foremost, I want to apologize for what happened earlier—"

"I should be the one apologizing to you, Meg…come in, please," he pulled her inside and shut the door.

"I…I have a favor to ask of you," Meg replied.

"Anything,"

"I need to you to send this letter to Tortuga," she produced the letter from her pocket. "Also…if you can…wrap these clothes and send them along with it,"

"Done," Mihangel nodded and took the letter and Meg's clothes.

"Thank you…you're a life saver…"

"What happened at Beckett's?"

"Let's just say that I have to be on my best behavior ever or else I get backhanded…that's only happened once so far,"

"He hit you?!"

"Hard to believe, right?" Meg said with a smirk. "Anyway, if Jack and Beth make it to Tortuga (which I hope they will, or else I'm doomed) hopefully they'll get my message and my things." Mihangel nodded.

"I'll see that it goes out tomorrow,"

"Great…so it'll be there in three days…"

"Yes,"

"Alright…" Meg sighed. "I think I need to get back…who knows what will happen if they realize that I'm not there." She moved forward and hugged Mihangel. He was a little surprised, but hugged back. Meg believed that he was her only friend in Port Royal, and the only one she could trust at that moment. "Thank you again," Meg opened the door and left, managing to get back to Beckett's estate.

She found herself looking up at the trellis.

'Am I going to be able to get back up there?' she wondered. As quietly as she could, Meg began climbing up, praying that her weight would not cause the trellis to come off of the wall. Amazingly, she made it back into her room. Looking around, Meg made sure that no one had been in the room. She shut the window and took off her coat, laying it over a chair. She pulled off her boots and stuck them under the bed. 'Please, let them find my message,' she prayed silently before falling asleep.

Sorry these chappies are so short. I'm trying to get the longer, but I seem to run out of ideas for certain parts faster than others. Also I'm trying to get these out as fast as I can! Anywhosit, enjoy and R&R, please!!!