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Chapter 15: Meanwhile in Port Royal
Beckett pounded his desk in frustration. He could not concentrate on the work that lay before him, but rather on Norrington and his whereabouts. He growled and took out a piece of paper on which he had written the day of Norrington's departure. April 8th. Eight weeks had already passed and not a sign of that blasted commodore. Cutler Beckett was not a man of patience. He had only considered locking up the pirate, but now decided that he would surely lock up James as well for making him wait.
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Will was in the back of the blacksmith shop, welding swords, when he abruptly stopped.
"What's wrong, Will? Burnt hands?" Elizabeth looked up from her embroidery and laughed.
"You know while you were in London, Jack and I were out searching for Jones' heart, right?"
"Yes, so you've told me for the hundredth time." Elizabeth averted her attention back to her stitches.
"I think I've failed to mention that before Jack and I left Port Royal, he picked up a girl and brought her along with us." Will's voice was not steady.
"Oh?" Elizabeth expression now showed that she was clearly interested, for she set down the needle.
"Isabel was the one." Will paused. "Are you familiar with her?"
"Isabel Windsor? I was wondering where she was, haven't seen her in a bit. Yes, I've heard of her."
Hearing Elizabeth's calm voice did not ease him. "I find it strange that I haven't seen Norrington out and about for almost two months already, don't you?"
"Probably in England doing business with the King. Why so worried all of a sudden? You never seemed so concerned for me," teased Elizabeth.
"Don't talk nonsense, of course I'm equally concerned for you. I just really want to know how Jack and Isabel are doing, is all." Will turned back to welding.
"I'm sure they're fine. Jack is a tough man and is sure to keep both lady and crew safe."
"How would you know?"
"It just common sense, I suppose. You sound like you expect something unfortunate to happen to them. Is that what you want?" Elizabeth looked at him.
"Well, no, but Jack seems to always be in some sort of complication or trouble, that I can't help but doubt that he and Isabel are in danger this instance."
Elizabeth tried to lighten the atmosphere and change the subject. "Wouldn't you want to invite Jack and Isabel to our wedding? It would be splendid if they came, don't you think, Will?"
"Absolutely splendid indeed."
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A/N: Don't get upset, now. I purposefully made it short and hope that you can see this as a small episode in the story, seeing that its events are not major. Reviews would be really great.