Ahoy all! Sorry it's been so long! I've had a couple trips to go on and I was not able to write or post chappies! Actually, I'm on a trip right now...I'm in Kansas at my sister's apartment! But yes, here is another chappie, and the next one is on it's way! I got that whole mess at the end of the last chapter figured out so no worries. Lol But anywhosit! A huge thank you to all who reviewed the last chappie!!! Rum to all!!

Disclaimer: I own Meg and Mihangel and any other characters that I come up with...Bethykins owns Beth...and Disney owns the rest.

Sighing, Meg stared out the window of her bedroom. Mrs. Thomson had dressed her in another one of those frilly dresses that she hated. This had been going on for at least four days. Meg was beginning to become brain washed with all the properness, and rules, and dinners. However, she knew she must be patient. Had Beth gotten her letter? Sighing again, she turned away from the window and sat down at the desk. Fingering the necklace Beckett had given her days before, Meg suddenly wished she had something of Jack's.

'Now, why would I think that…he and Beth are coming to get me…right?' Meg thought, scowling.

Someone knocked on the door.

"Come in," Meg said just loud enough for the person on the other side to hear. Chauncey, the butler looking close to his mid-sixties, entered.

"Someone to see you at the door, ma'am," he replied. Meg looked at Chauncey slightly confused, but stood and followed him down the stairs and into the foyer. There stood Mihangel in full regalia.

"Hello, Miss Owen," he said bowing his head a little. He did not want to have Chauncey or any of the servants suspect him of being the soldier to have taken Meg to the tavern the first day she arrived in Port Royal. Meg noticed what he was doing and nodded.

"Hello,"

"Forgive me for bothering you, miss, but I have a message for you,"

"Of course. Shall we step outside for a moment?"

Mihangel opened the door for Meg and she calmly walked outside. The moment the door shut, she turned to him and began frantically asking him to tell her what he had to say.

"Calm down, calm down! I'll tell you!" he smiled. "I believe your friends are in town,"

"Finally!" she cried.

"Beckett isn't around is he?"

"No, he's at the office,"

"Good," Mihangel whistled and around the corner of the gate came Beth and Will.

"Bethykins!" Meg cried, running towards her, nearly tripping over the hem of her dress once or twice. Mihangel followed her down the drive.

"Meg, what are you wearing?" Beth asked with a smirk. The other rolled her eyes.

"Insane, right? Hello, Will. Beth, did you bring my clothes?"

"Yes, right here—"

"Where's Jack?"

Beth and Will exchanged solemn looks.

"What…what happened?"

"Meg…the Kraken caught up with him…"

"So he's…?" Meg took a step back shaking her head, tears starting to fall. "No…no!"

"Meg, you need to stay calm," Will said hastily. He glanced at Mihangel. "Can we trust him?"

"Yes…he's the one who helped me get the letter to you…but….why the heck are you telling me to stay calm?!!?!"

"Shh!!!" all three of them said. Meg sniffed from crying.

"We're going to Singapore—"

"With Barbossa—"

"To get charts from the Pirate Lord Sao Feng—"

"So we can get to the farthest gate—"

"Davy Jones' Locker—"

"To bring back Jack!" Beth and Will ended in unison.

Meg stared at them. "Did you guys just notice what you two did…?" she smiled, wiping away the tears but still feeling awful. "And wait a minute, Barbossa's alive?!" Mihangel raised an eyebrow, but said nothing.

"Yes, Meg…Tia Dalma—"

Just then, a carriage was heard approaching. Mihangel peered around the corner of the wall.

"It's Beckett!" he said. Meg looked at Beth and Will.

"Come on, you three…there's another gate around the house. You must hurry!" She picked up her skirts and ran with the others.

"Meg, you have to come with us now—"

"No, I can't,"

"What?!"

"Not with Beckett home, anyway," she looked at the ground. "Listen, go save Jack without me. I'm sure our paths will cross again sooner or later. Tell Barbossa that I'm sorry this visit was a waste of time,"

"How do you know that we'll meet again soon?" Beth asked, holding her best friend's hands.

"Beckett's been going on and on about trying to rid the world of pirates…if Barbossa is back, and you are all going to see Sao Feng, and you're going to get Jack…then something's up and I'm sure that our next meeting is not too far away."

"Miss Owen?" she heard Beckett calling.

"Now, go!" Meg said, shooing her friends out the back gate. She immediately wiped her face again and acted as if she was going for a simple stroll in the garden. Beckett came around the corner of the house. "Oh, hello!" Meg said to him in a cheery tone.

"I have some news for you. No doubt you've been hearing about the captive pirates coming in every day?"

'Captive pirates?!'

"…no, sir…"

"Ah, well…there is going to be executions tomorrow, and I wish you to join me,"

Meg's eyes widened to the size of saucers. How could Beckett think that just in a few days' time that she would be completely and utterly as heartless as he! However, Meg had to stay obedient and nodded solemnly, hoping that Beth and the others would not be added to the masses.

"Sir…might I ask why all these executions…right now?" Meg asked, acting timid. Becket smirked and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, leading her back inside.

"Alright, I shall confide in you why," they entered the house and Becket walked Meg into the study. He faced her and pulled something from his pocket: a coin; a piece of eight. Beckett offered it to her. Meg reached up and grasped it. "You do know what this is, do you not?"

"A piece of eight…?"

"Yes and this is a symbol of the Brethren Court," he explained. Meg nodded, knowing of it from mindless ramblings from Jack and also from the book that Beckett had given her to read.

"Yes. Now, I suppose I should be telling you at some point the real reason why you were brought to me,"

Meg raised her eyebrows. There was truly a reason? Not just so he would have a companion and maybe eventually a partner?

"It was to bring together the Brethren Court which is the exact same reason why all those pirates shall be executed tomorrow.

"Oh, so I have caught you off guard, is that it, Miss Owen? You did not think I had a real reason to bring you into all of this?"

"Sir, I thought it was for other matters,"

Beckett smirked. Crap. He knew what she was thinking.

"No matter. Come, we shall have a bit of supper,"

Saved by the dinner bell.

I'm not totally happy with this chapter...hmm...I think Meg could have been a little more distraught at the news that Jack had died...but I had to keep the story moving, I guess. Anywhosit, please R&R!!!! Danke!