thanks to all who reviewed! nineteennintytwo, yea, she is smart for her age.
Jess, yes, I did change it, but I'm glad you like it. And Gibbs does know that she's Jack's, even though I didn't come out and say so in the story (yay, assumptions!). anyway, enjoy the next chapter.
jacquline
Chapter 2- Port Royal
8 years later
"Saoirse! Hurry up! We need to get this sword to the Governor before the ceremony starts!" Will yelled to me.
"Alright, alright, I'm coming!" I hurried toward him, putting my coat on as I went.
After we were rescued eight years ago, the Governor had us live with the town's blacksmith, Mr. Brown. Will easily picked up on it, and now made all the swords himself, while Mr. Brown sat, passed out from too much rum. Will had learned to handle a sword, and was teaching me. He said that I would be as good as he was someday.
I worked in the bakery in the mornings, and then spend my afternoons at the docks; listening to the sailor's telling stories. Ever since I was young, I had always felt drawn to the seas. I used to run off to the docks in England, and scare mother, because she would have to come looking for me. She usually found me talking to some sailor.
I followed Will, that Saturday morning to the Governor's house, even though I knew the way there by heart. Elizabeth and I had become friends after Will and I were rescued. But I could tell that something was going to be different today. I fingered my necklace nervously.
"What's wrong, Saoirse?" Will asked.
"I don't know, but something is going to happen today." I replied.
"Yeah, Captain Norrington is going to become a Commodore." Will looked at me.
"No, I mean, yes, but that's not it. Something bad is going to happen. I can feel it."
Even though we got to the Governor's house on time, we still had to wait a few minutes for the Governor to come to meet us in the foyer.
Will glanced around as we waited. He accidentally broke a candle holder he was admiring. It had snapped off in his hand. He began freaking out because one of the Governor's servants was coming, so he quickly hid it in an umbrella holder. I held back a laugh and Will glared at me. I smiled at him as the Governor walked down the stairs.
"Ah, Mr. and Miss Turner, good to see you both again." Governor Swann greeted us.
"Good day, sir." Will and I replied.
"We have your order." Will opened up the long, black box that contained the sword. He gently took it out and handed it to Governor Swann, who accepted it. He took it out of the sheath and examined it as Will began talking about it.
"The blade is folded steel. That's gold filigree laid into the handle." Will paused. "If I may…" Will took the sword and placed one finger at the base of the blade, next to the handle. "Perfectly balanced. The handle is nearly the same weight as the blade." Will flipped the sword in the air, before handing it back to the Governor.
"Impressive, very impressive. Now, now, Commodore Norrington is going to be very pleased. Please pass my regards on to your master." Governor Swann said. Will looked up from putting the sword back into the box. He forced a smile onto his face.
"I shall. A craftsman is always pleased to hear his work is appreciated." Disappointment was clearly expressed in Will's eyes.
"But, it wasn't-" I began to stand up for Will, before he clamped a hand onto my mouth, and whispered into my ear.
"Saoirse, this is not the time to be bold. Just let it go."
"Fine." I pouted. Governor Swann looked at us curiously.
"But it wasn't what?" He asked.
"Nothing, sir. Saoirse was just mistaken." Will put in. His eyes were at the stairwell as he spoke. Elizabeth was coming down the stairs in a new dress. Governor Swann noticed her.
"Elizabeth, you look absolutely stunning." He complimented her, but she ignored him, and was looking at Will.
"Will! It's good to see you! I had a dream about you last night."
"About me?" Will looked surprised.
"About the day we met, do you remember?"
"How could I forget, Miss Swann?"
"Will, how many times must I ask you to call me Elizabeth?"
"At least once more, as always, Miss Swann." I rolled my eyes at Will's reply. He could be such a love drunk gentleman around Elizabeth.
"Now, see? At least the boy has a sense of propriety. Now we really need to get going." The Governor ushered Elizabeth toward the door.
"Good day, Mr. Turner. Miss Turner." Elizabeth nodded at us. She walked outside and climbed into the waiting carriage.
"Good day, Elizabeth." Will said as they drove away.
"The moment to say that, would have been before she drove away." I informed Will, who just glared at me again.
there, another chapter up. next, well, i'm not going to tell you what comes next. you'll just have to come back and read it once i update it. sorry. :-p
jacquline