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Chapter 13- Elizabeth is Back!

I paced the deck. I had watched Jack and Will row into the cave. I wanted them to hurry up and return with Elizabeth. I never was very patient.

I thought back to a conversation that Will and I had had before he went to shore with Jack.

"You called Jack 'Dad'." Will noted.

"Yes, Jack is my father."

"Your father is a pirate? Jack, of all pirates!" Will looked surprised.

"Yes, he is. Do you have a problem with that, Will?" I asked, getting angry. Jack is my father, why should it matter to Will?

"No." He backed away as I defended my father.

"Good, because I'm proud to have him for a father." I turned. Jack was walking this way, coming for Will, so they could go ashore. If he had heard anything, he didn't let on that he had.

"William, let's go. It's your bloody lass we're saving here."

I grinned as Will scurried away. He needed someone to put him in his place, he could be too distracted to notice anything else sometimes.

"Saoirse," A voice came from behind me. It was Mr. Gibbs.

"Yes?"

"So Jack really is your father?"

"Yes."

"Wow. Before I could have never seen Jack as a father, but now, seeing him around you, it's different. He's happier when he's around you."

"Really?"

"Aye, you really make his day."

I smiled as I turned back to look for Jack and Will. I spotted a boat coming this way. There were two people in it. A boy and a girl.

Will and Elizabeth.

No Jack.

"Where's Jack?" I turned to ask Mr. Gibbs.

"How should I know? I wasn't with them."

The crew came over as they climbed on board. I stood next to Mr. Gibbs.

"Not more pirates." Elizabeth gasped. She was wearing a dark red dress, and no shoes.

"Welcome aboard, Miss Elizabeth." Mr. Gibbs welcomed her.

"Mr. Gibbs?" Elizabeth looked confused.

"Elizabeth! You're safe." I said. She saw me and smiled.

"Saoirse, hello."

"Hey boy, where be Jack?" Mr. Gibbs was asking Will.

"Jack? Jack Sparrow?" Elizabeth asked Will, who was standing behind her. He hesitated.

"Will, where is my father?" I asked, my voice stern.

"Your father? Jack Sparrow? Jack Sparrow is your father?!" I ignored Elizabeth and glared at Will. If my father was hurt…

"He fell behind." Will said simply, before leading a confused Elizabeth away.

Mr. Gibbs looked at me. Tears blurred my vision, but I could still tell that I wasn't the only one upset.

'Not Jack. He was my father. He is my father, he didn't fall behind. He couldn't have...' I thought to my self. I felt my chest tighten with the sobs that were threatening to come.

"Keep to the Code." I heard Mr. Gibbs order.

"No! We can't leave with out Jack!" I begged. "Not with out dad…" My voice faded into sobs. I sunk to the deck, crying.

Anna Maria, the only other girl on the boat began shouting orders.

"Weigh anchor! Hoist the sails!" She yelled.

But I barely heard her.

Dad was gone. And I barely knew him. Or got to spend time with him. We couldn't leave with out him.

I jumped up, and ran toward the row boat that Will and Elizabeth had returned in. I was about to jump in, when I felt hands around my waist, holding me back.

It was Mr. Gibbs.

"That won't get yer father back."

"We need to go back for him!" I protested, struggling in his grip.

"It's no use. Jack told us to keep to the Code. You're no match fer Barbossa an' his crew, anyway. They'll beat you before you even get in the room. Plus they can't die."

"They what?"

"They can't die. They have a curse upon them, that's why they went to Port Royal, and took Elizabeth. She had a medallion that they needed to lift the curse, but they also needed blood. But not hers."

Mr. Gibbs let me go, and walked away. We were sailing out of the bay and away from the Isle de Muerta.

And away from Jack.

Fresh tears pooled in my eyes. I had just found my father, and now he was gone.

Gone…

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Poor Saoirse. Gaining a dad, then loosing him the next day. that's horrible. the writer of this stroy sure is mean to her. :) Anyway, I'm hoping to have another Sparrabella oneshot or maybe a bunch of oneshots in a story up soon. Please review!
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