Seven Sins of a Dying Sparrow
I've heard all your sad songs I can hear
It's in with the whiskey and out with the gin
I've heard all your sad songs I can hear
It's another day older
In These Exiled Years
Flogging Molly-These Exiled Years
Disclamier: Don't own the song Or Pirates.(cries)
"Dying?" Jack questioned his voice far softer then he had intended, he forces his sister to look at him, she sniffed and wiped at her tears casing her eye make up to smear but she looked at him none the less; her sobs had calmed down but the tears still fell from her eyes down her cheeks.
"Aye, he is, painfully to hermano mayor. Nothing we do helps him, he told us to find you and Alex but," Isabelle does not finish her sentence instead bust into a fresh round of sobs and goes back to hiding her face in Jack's chest.
Jack awkwardly strokes her back as he is not at all good tears. She pulls away from him suddenly, "Jack we need to hurry papa wants to see us, all of us." Isabelle states wiping at her nose and tears and using the sea water to clean her face. Jack knows why she tries to look presentable; crying in front of Ikitomo would only get her keelhauled. Jack nods rowing onward to the Pearl. No more words need to be spoken as words are useless.
When Jack and Isabelle reach the Pearl, the Falcon is anchored right beside her. Jack scanned the deck of the Falcon, nothing had changed from the years he'd last seen his father's ship and Ikitomo was nowhere to be seen.
Before Jack leaves the row boat he gives Isabelle a hug, "Now kitten ye tell your sister that we set sail to Tortuga and then we can discuss the best course of action 'bout finding Alex wherever he is...with you as mediator of course" Jack ruffles Isabelle's hair and she smiles and gently batted his hand away.
When Jack is upon the deck of his ship Isabelle can hear him issuing orders although she has a feeling he is never yelling them that cruelly. She sits in the boat taking up the oars and rowing the short distance to the Falcon, before she reaches the ship she speaks quietly to herself, "She's you sister too Jack and Alex is your twin."
Oh she was not mad. Not mad at all. If fact Elizabeth was way passed mad and entering the territory of anger of which very violent outcomes often occur.
She and Ana-Maria were currently taking in the night life of Toutuga, meaning they were at the Faithful Bride tavern watching the mixture of people inside, fight, drink and deal while they consumed grog.
Elizabeth found it odd how she could get along with Ana-Maria after she had tried to offer her up as a Devil's dowry but then as they had spent time together on the Pearl; Elizabeth knows that had she been in Ana-Maria's position she would have done the same.
Pirate Elizabeth thinks wily as she watches another fight break out over one of the finer 'ladies of the night'.
"Lizzie?" Ana-Maria questioned as she has been talking to Elizabeth for the past few minutes yet Elizabeth is lost in her own thoughts.
"Aye Ana?" Elizabeth responds startled putting down her mug that she has kept at her lips but has not yet sipped.
"You're bored aren't you?" Ana-Maria grins yet it turns into a full smile at Elizabeth's next statement.
"No, I am quite entertained by thoughts of violence that will befall Jack when I see him." Elizabeth finally takes a generous swig of her drink.
It's a vile drink that turns even the most respectable men into complete scoundrels. That time seemed like ages ago.
Elizabeth's musing was interrupted when a burly man with black teeth, no hair and a smell so vile that Elizabeth slowed her breathing to hold back a gag, he sat himself at the table next to Elizabeth. Ana wrinkles her nose in disgust she brings her drink up to her nose for something better to breathe in.
"Ye look lonesome girly, ye look like ya could use a real good tumble." The man says huskily, his face inches from Elizabeth cheek. She does not turn to face him as his breath would surly knock her unconscious if she did but instead sits back in her chair.
"If I want a good tumble I'll go fall down some stairs now please get away from me." Elizabeth said dryly before taking a sip of her grog but the man does not want to take no for an answer and grabs hold of her wrist. Elizabeth turns to him, her hand under the table going for the dagger she keeps hidden in her boot.
"Sir, I beg you please leave me alone." The man laughs at Elizabeth's request; his grip on her wrist tightens.
"Trust me girly, I'll have you beggin' me to bed you harder by the night's end." He chuckles merrily and was about to drag Elizabeth from the tavern. Elizabeth was ready with her dagger in hand but never got the chance to move as a cutlass came in contact her aggressor's dingy neck.
"I believe the lady asked you nicely to let her go mate." Jack stood there to the side of the man and the man slowly got up moving from the cutlass and gave a look over to Ana-Maria who held her grog in one hand and her pistol now at the ready in the other. The man gave a sneer but took off none the less one bloke he could handle but not three.
Jack then claimed the seat that the ruffian had just vacated but regretted it as he sat because Elizabeth's dagger was now at his throat. From the look on her face he could tell he would not be getting the warm welcome he was hoping for.
"Now, Lizzie love before you deicide to," he stopped talking as she titled the blade a little more into his skin. Ana-Maria quietly slipped away as she did not want to become a part of the argument.
"Jack what gives you the right to leave me stranded here with no explanation of where you were going; which by the way I am very curious to hear about before I hurt you." Elizabeth said oddly clam and Jack would have loved to play on her anger for amusement remembered why he was there so with a sigh he pushed her hand away from his throat.
"Lizzie nothing would please me more then our bed play but at the moment it seems circumstances beyond my control have forced me into a situation I am not going to like."
"What kind of situation?" Elizabeth asked putting her dagger away and taking back her mug from Jack.
He looked affronted at her reaction.
"The kind where he has to play nice with a brother and sister despite the fact they all want to kill each other." Isabelle answers taking a seat across from the couple and placing a mug in front of Jack who smiles. His baby sister always did favor him.
"Lizzie darlin' I would like you to meet my baby sister Isabelle born on the Falcon and was accidentally sent with the wrong mother to Spain. Isabelle this Elizabeth Swann." Isabelle stood up and gave a small curtsy to Elizabeth and Elizabeth did the same. Old habits die hard.
"You are very pretty Miss Swann and I am sorry to have to drag you into circumstances which you should not have to bare." Isabelle said calmly before turning away for a moment, it looks as though she is about to cry and this caught Elizabeth off guard slightly as she always figured anyone related to Jack would be just like him, strong, brave(kind of) and never sorry.
"I thank you for the compliment and you have nothing to be sorry for as I am sure Jack is the cause of the circumstances. " Elizabeth offers trying to stop the tears of Isabelle before they start.
"Thank you Miss Swann, but Jack for once is innocent in all this."
"Oi!" Jack said offended at the idea of being innocent.
"Jack, Ikitomo said to give her the Compass she would go and get Alex you are to go to father." Isabelle said flatly because she knows what Jack is about to say.
"No. If she wants the Compass she can pry it out of my cold dead fingers and she hates Alex more then I do I highly doubt she would be able to find him." Jack crossed his arms over his chest and placed his feet on the table.
"Jack, who is Ikitomo and what is going on?" Elizabeth Interjected and Jack turns to his lover with a small grin.
"My other little sister who was raised in Japan after being sent there with Isabelle's mum by mistake. We have some bad blood between us. Alex is my twin and not at all handsome by comparison."
"Jack, he just happens to be cleaner," Isabelle defended then grimaced, "and on the right side of the law."
"That git." Jack said something close to anger in his voice and Isabelle dropped her head in her hands deflated.
"Jack, I'm going to use the Compass find him negotiate with him and bring him to see dad...please Jack it is his final wish...just help me please." Isabelle pleads with tearful eyes and her hands holding his leather clad one. It is Elizabeth who answers for him though.
"Take it and do what you need to." Elizabeth handed Isabelle the Compass before Jack can snatch it back.
"Thank you Miss Swann, I want you to come and meet father, he might like to meet the woman Jack is loyal to."
"Please just Lizzie and thank you." Elizabeth said Jack has chosen to remain silent because he in fact did want Lizzie to meet his dad, he was hoping the wedding could take place on the island his father called home. Isabelle stands and hugs Elizabeth because she knows what Jack's intentions are despite never voicing them; she kisses Jack's cheek and heads off.
"See you soon big brother!"
"I'm sorry about your father Jack." Elizabeth places a hand on his shoulder and gives it a light squeeze.
"Aye, he's a good man and was one hell of a pirate." Jack downs the rest of his drink in a single gulp and the two after collecting Ana-Maria and Cotton leave For the Isle of the Sparrow clan.