Hi guys…Guess what? A new chapter! Yay….Well anyway, I'm like extremely sorry for my lace of update. (Been extremely busy, under stress – first year of high school and that :/, and, just like for the dessert, I got sick.-.-) Hate my bad luck. But anyway, all the things are 'almost' already back to normal, so I'm starting to get back also on FanFiction :) And to finally have something what I'm happy about…I got a cat :) yay! I wanted a dog but my dad didn't let me…:/ German Shepherd….I want it sooo badly! But the cat is alright too. Since it's all so cuddly and sweet. I've gotten a 6 weeks old cub that's got a black fur and a dark brown eyes. They're lovable! :D And guess how I named him? :D Ladies and Gents I'm introducing you…Jackie :D you probably know why I chose that name :) I loooove Jack, but I decided not to call my cat Jack, since Jack would kill me if there was another animal named after him. :D So I thought about Teague and remembered how he keeps calling Jack. And so…it came out Jackie :)

Anyway, I'll stop my babbling now. As you will see this chapter is kinda different from others, mostly because it's centered only on Angelica. The next one will be normal. As all the previous have been. Well, enjoy in reading! :)

Chapter 7

The Darkness To The Unknown

Angelica shifted uncomfortably as the awkward silence seemed never-ending. She knew that would happen as soon as she opened her mouth, but yet she didn't expect them to react…so overly. She never thought that a bunch of pirates would have so strange, shocked reactions at someone who just confessed her pregnancy. But well, this was Jack's crew and being strange was on his ship, totally normal, and over those two weeks or so, with the crew, she got used to it already. She only hoped it didn't affect her too.

"Is that true?" Gibbs voice echoed, interrupting Angelica's thinking.

The Latina tilted her head to the side "Do you happen to have doubts in me, Mister Gibbs?" she asked.

"It's you who we be talkin' 'bout right now and-" he never got to finish.

"I probably wouldn't have lied about something so important." She replied, narrowing eyes when he didn't believe her.

"Ye can never be sure."

"Oh believe me, Mister Gibbs, this time we can really be sure."

Gibbs blinked few times in uncomfortable surprise. He had never ever before had any experiences with pregnant women. And especially not with some woman that carry the child of his unfortunately, already dead best friend and his Captain.

As he looked at her, she hadn't changed a little. Her deep eyes were still scanning everything and every single person on the Pearl, as she was expecting something to happen. Without looking back, or turning around he knew all eyes of every crewmember were on her. But who could blame them though. It's not every day that they've got a pregnant woman on the ship.

"That…." Gibbs began but paused as he couldn't find the right words.

"And I just thought you were getting fat…or at least you were bloating…." Ragetti commented from a distance.

Both Pintel and Gibbs winced as he said that, knowing that was the wrong chose of words.

Angelica shot him a sharp glare, making him take a step back, just in case. It seemed like a two-week long friendship was forgotten. "You said something…Ragetti?" she looked at him directly in eyes….uh…um…well, eye.

Just as Gibbs wanted to say something, preventing the fight, Ragetti spoke again, trying to cheer up the mood, after his wrong chose of words.

"Uh-hu….um….in like a banana, out like a pineapple, aye?" he smiled widely.

Angelica's eye twitched as she listened. Pintel winced and Gibbs could only face palm himself.

"Do tell me, where did I go wrong?" the tall, one-eyed pirate groaned as he rubbed his sore head. Pintel looked up at him mercifully as they continued walking away. It seemed like Ragetti got what was he searching for and now was Gibbs trying to calm the tickled off pirate down.

"I've got no idea, mate. I believe it's got something to do with either bananas or pineapples…"

Ragetti slowly nodded "I guess Miss. Angelica dislikes pineapples."

Pintel swallowed "Aye. That'd be it."

"Calm down Miss!" Gibbs said as she walked to the side of ship in pure frustration and angriness. That pirate! How dare he make fun of her. Either way she wasn't showing yet, anything that could tell she was expecting. Except for those ridiculous morning sickness and some fatigue.

"He should be lucky, he still has the eye." She growled.

Gibbs swallowed. He knew he should make a note, to never again cross a path with any woman that is, or just seems pregnant. It could save him his dear life. "I'm sure it was just a misunderstanding."

"I do not wish any inappropriate comments of my current condition, and I want you all to treat and behave to me like you did before." She added, not wanting now to look weak because of her condition.

Gibbs merely nodded, slightly lost in thoughts. "So is that true?"

The Spanish beauty looked at the old port-man with kind of softer expression than previously."Yes it is. I am." She paused, taking a small breathe before continuing "I'm pregnant."

"Good Lord!" Gibbs exclaimed as Angelica continued chewing down on her lip. "It's at least Jack's?" he questioned her, after a short pause.

"Of course it's Sparrow's!" she replied irritated "What do you think of me, Mister Gibbs? Do you really think I would tell you, and the whole crew if it wasn't Jack's?"

"Well, I didn't quite mean it like that." Gibbs replied cautiously.

"To make some things clear, Mister Gibbs, I'm not like one of those whores, with whom you and Jack were always spending time with." She replied, slightly jealous at the thought of some totally, random, woman – a whore – sitting in Jack's lap, kissing him and spending the night together. Just the thought of it, was making her literally sick in stomach.

"I never said you are of them."

Angelica sighed and closed her eyes, enjoying in the sweet caress of the light, evening wind, and the probably one of the most beautiful sun-sets ever. For the short moment she felt free. As free as she felt when Jack took her for a very first time on the Pearl. The so called freedom….

"Did he at least know…'bout the child?" Gibbs asked again with small pause while studying Angelica's facial mimic. She seemed somehow lost in thoughts. Like she all of sudden drifted away, leaving everything behind herself…

Angelica slowly looked back at him, with soreness not hidden in her brown eyes. He didn't know. And neither did she. It was still too early that time to tell.

"No…" she shook with head, before looked away, at the beautiful sunset once again. "He didn't." she paused for a second "But even if Jack knew…it would never change his fate."

"Aye, it wouldn't….but the pain would be smaller." The old port-man replied.

She narrowed eyes as she heard that "I don't know why this would lessen the pain Mister Gibbs." She began.

"I think-" he quickly began but was cut off.

"Now, if you excuse, I believe our talk is over." She replied turning to him.

Gibbs looked slightly puzzled "And why's that?"

Angelica smiled softly "We're in Tortuga."

Open…close….open…close…open…close.

Angelica sighed and put the compass back in pocket, not bothering to take a look at the needle to see where it was pointing at. She turned on the side in her temporal bed staring at the wooden wall of the Black Pearl. The whole crew except for Pintel who was in charge to watch over the ship, left the ship and went in Tortuga town as soon as they docked. After a pretty long thinking and talking, Gibbs decided it was Pintel who was going to guard the ship firstly. Just as they were about to leave he ordered Angelica to rest, at what she fought back. She really wasn't fond of someone ordering her what to do. But after few considering, and that Gibbs and nobody in particular didn't want to find her again, passed out on deck, she gave up. A little sleep never hurt or killed anyone, so she guessed it was okay to at least try to fall asleep, what was pretty difficult for at least three weeks now…

So now she was here. Resting and listening to waves. It was so peaceful, and she would admit….it was making her sleepy.

Ever since he left her, she felt uneasy and slightly doubtful in herself. She was afraid it was her fault why he left her in the first place. But if that wasn't hurtful enough, she then met her long lost father. She could still recall the day, when she found out that the infamous pirate captain, of all pirates fear, Captain Edward Teach, aka Blackbeard was her father.

The Latina felt her eyes slightly tear up. She hoped he had changed, that he wasn't such a heartless soul anymore. She believed him….trusted and loved him with every single part of heart and would do for him everything. Unfortunately it turned out he was completely different in every way. Her own father would rather take her and his grandchild's life, of whom he didn't have a clue that exists, to save his own. A dark, evil soul like his could never be saved. And now she knew for a matter of fact, that it was better for everyone if her father was dead. As much as it still hurt her, she was glad Jack had done the right thing.

She almost let out a small laugh. She should have known Jack would always save her. She knew, even though Jack denied it with every little piece and strength, she knew he still loved her. Even then when they met again in the Captain's daughter she saw it in his eyes as he kissed her passionately on lips. There was love and lust hid in them, but she could always manage to read his eyes. They fought a lot. They always did. Even during the way to the Fountain of Youth. They fought, but still they cared a lot for each other. He saved her numerous times during the exhibition. That time when the mermaid almost dragged her under the water, when he jumped instead of her, and that time at the Fountain of Youth when he tricked her father in drinking from the wrong cup. He cared a lot for her. He warned her of Blackbeard's evilness, got that slightly fearful and worried look when Blackbeard threatened to shot her, when he insisted that Blackbeard mustn't do any harm to her and many more times.

As she continued lying there on her bed she couldn't help but wonder, what had she done in her life so bad, that she had to pay for it now. It seemed like nobody wanted her to be happy anymore. The last time she felt pleased and 'happy' was when Jack called her out on that 'date' on Queen Anne's Revenge, that turned out to be much more than just a simple date…To tell the truth she was pretty surprised that Jack still knew how to dance…It was more than 10 years after their first meeting and when she taught him. But at the moment that didn't really bother her. All what mattered to her was that he loved her, and she admitted, she loved him too. So she guessed it was the right thing to do. It was the lo-ve that leaded them to do it…

And if only her father knew what they had done that night practically in front of his nose, on deck of his ship, Sparrow would be dead much, much sooner. And most probably if her father was still alive, and if he found out that his only daughter was expecting a child of the so called 'devil' he would have her and her baby killed as well.

As she thought about her baby she totally unconsciously placed hands on her still flat middle. Over the past days and weeks she started to develop that motherly love for her baby, whom she at first disliked, thinking she wasn't sure how will she be able to cope with the new role in her already messed up life. But for now she got used to it, and even if she would have to do something to the child, she'd rather die that harm it.

She smiled softly as she stroked her stomach. This was the only 'thing' that Jack left her, and if by any chance the baby would have his eyes, she believed it would hurt her every time when she would look at them. But at least there was something what would always remind her of him.

As she continued looking at her stomach proudly, she noticed the small ruby ring on her left hand. Slowly she brought her hand to look at it closer and her expression changed in second.

That was the ring Jack gave her when they met for the first time and he claimed that he would be hers forever.

It was the ring which she sold Tia Dalma to get valuable information about the Fountain of Youth.

It was the ring that Jack mysteriously found it somehow and later, before they made love on the Queen Anne's Revenge, in the middle of dancing put it back where it always belonged. It belonged to her, and the ring was just made for her thin finger.

The Ring of Thieves.

It suited them both perfectly.

When Jack put it back on her finger, she just kept staring at it in awe. She'd never thought she would see that ring again, but yet there was it now. Safe and again on her finger. And this time she knew she would never sell it or give it away. It meant way too much to her.

As she continued thinking and staring at herself she felt how all sleepiness went away. There was no use in lying in the bed now anymore.

She inhaled deeply and slowly stood up, preventing feeling dizzy. She could do something that wouldn't bore her. For example going in the town, where every single crewmember of their, for now, so small crew were. She could hear the cheerful noises and sounds coming out of town. So she adjusted her shirt once more, grabbed her long dark coat and dressed it and put her leather hat on top of her head. As she looked around she smiled a little to herself. No one would ever know she went out.

And what they don't know, don't hurt them.

She took one last glance around the room, before she opened the wooden ship's door, heading in the town.

But even she may regret, not looking in the dark corner where her sword lay, flatly on wooden floor, totally forgotten…

As she left the ship, unnoticed by Pintel who was probably walking around, or sleeping somewhere on the ship, she was soon greeted by loud noises coming out from that infamous, but very popular to all pirates, town. The streets outside the centre of it were dark and badly lighted, but that didn't bother Angelica. She was only once or twice in Tortuga. Once with Jack and the second time, she believed, was before she met her father. After that she didn't visit it anymore. The Revenge was her new home.

She cautiously looked around, before she started making way to the lighter parts of Tortuga. She knew, it wasn't safe walking around totally alone at night in the dark city. She was a woman, and everywhere around her were drunken sailors, pirates and other people who were drowning their sorrow in alcohol, or just enjoying in drinking rum.

They could easily attack her, or worse rape or kill her. But aside from others, she knew she wasn't an average woman. She'd lived through a lot and even drank from the Fountain of Youth, which gave her, few more years of life. But she was also a fighter and she could defense herself without a smallest problem.

As she continued walking to the town, she passed by few sailors who were most probably drunk, as never in their miserable lives. She could feel their heads turning in her direction, as like they had never ever before seen a woman. Just as much as it was getting on her nerves being watched, she knew she had to keep cool otherwise all attention would be on her.

The Latina stopped walking abruptly as two women passed her by. One was dressed in scarlet red dress and had a red hair while other looked thinner, dressed in golden dress and a light blonde hair pulled in bow that was very popular for that time.

When Angelica stopped walking she noticed how both women sent her a look of dislike or even jealousy, for which, Angelica didn't find the reasonable answer why.

They were like average Tortuga wrenches. To her they looked like raccoons with too much make up around her eyes. Sure she liked wearing kohl around her eyes, but to her that was just too much. It looked ridiculous and kind of stupid.

She sighing shook with head and turned around as her eyes went wide in unpleasant surprise of finding a man standing in front of her few feet away. A man, probably a sailor around hi fifties or forties was looking directly at her, sending her unpleasant shivers down her spine. He was dirty, totally covered in mud, dust, sweat and he smelled terribly of alcohol, preferably rum.

Angelica wrinkled with nose as the smell got the best of her. She didn't know why the smell was so disturbing her, when she had already seen or smell worse, but she blamed her pregnancy for that.

She continued watching him cautiously while he was groggily rocking on his feet, trying to keep the steady balance which seemed kind of hard. A small smile crawled on her lips, as she found the scene quite amusing. But just as she turned around and wanted to walk away, her smile vanished when she saw two more men walk out of dark.

Instantly her instincts kicked in, as she noticed, not so friendly eyes staring back in hers. Out of all three men, two seemed almost sober, but they were all dirty and they smelled worse than a pig. They all had long, dark hair, two of them pulled them back, as if they were a part of navy.

But as good as Angelica remembered the navy officers didn't look anything like them. They weren't as dark or sun-kissed tanned as they were.

Angelica swallowed, deciding it was probably best not to ignore them. They might be danger to her. By the look, they were already, anyway.

"May I help you?" she asked, with her thick Spanish accent.

Instead of replying her, two, the sober ones, mumbled something unrecognizing under their breathes, before one of them stepped in front of her, facing her, with dark eyes, burning holes into her. She had never ever before seen such a sharp glare. Not even from her father.

"Your name Miss." he asked with thick accent that was so familiar to her.

The Latina stopped for a second before she spoke again "What?"

"What's your name, Miss." He asked again, lowering his gaze so he was level to level with Angelica's brown eyes. "Are you Angelica Teach, the daughter of Edward Teach, also known as Blackbeard?"

At the mention of her father's name Angelica knew for sure, they weren't friends but foes. She wondered how they knew her name and why was it important to them. Whatever they wanted from her, it wasn't something what Angelica would want. She was sure of that.

"I-I…" she stammered, not knowing what to say. She didn't know, should she lie or tell the truth. The consequences may not be way too well for her. And anyway she didn't want to risk her and the child's life, so she had to be careful. "No."

But just as she said that one of the men turned to face another and nodded, as if they were communicating with some sort of secret mimic. Angelica narrowed eyes as she tried to understand them, without success.

All of sudden one of the men pulled out, a long, shining sword and Angelica quickly reacted. She was about to pull her own sword out of her belt and fight them off, when she met the horrid truth. She forgot to take her sword with her. The only time when she didn't expect to be attacked, she let her sword on the Pearl, just as she needed it the most.

She cursed in Spanish in her mind and backed off, before her back hit something warm. She turned around just to be met with an ugly face of the drunken man. He reached for her, but just before his arms could make a contact with her skin, she kicked him direct in crotch and made him fall on a muddy ground groaning, while she tried to run into shadows to hid herself.

But before she could do any of these, she was being attacked by two remaining men. "Wrong choice Miss Teach, I believe."

Angelica looked down on ground where the third men was wincing in pain she caused him and noticed his sword lying few centimeters away from him. She smiled a little as she got an idea of escape.

The Latina growling looked up at the other men "Who are you? And what do you need from me?"

But before they could react she swung around and kneeled in run to grab the sword, so she could defense herself. She almost tripped over her own foot but regained her balance quickly and just in time to block attack from the 'leader' of that small group. While the other one kept staring at the fight between the two, he helped his companion to stand up. But Angelica paid no attention to them. The man that was attacking her successfully managed to block the attack, she sent him right towards his chest.

She swung around to dodge the sword that was being aimed at her, but was met again by the tip of sword from another man, that she previously kicked in the crotch. He looked deadly serious with the hint of evilness and satification as he would get the revenge for the pain she caused him. And just before she could react a hard blow was received, direct in her stomach, causing her to groan in pain and collapse.

She didn't even bother to listen at the mumbling and small laugh around her. The pain she felt was way too strong and it successfully brought tears to her eyes. She wrapped her arms around her middle not wanting to even think about the consequences that blow just brought her. She made a grave mistake leaving the safe ship and going to the town. And now, this could possibly cost hers and her child's life.

The man who, she assumed, got the biggest role in it, kneeled down next to her, watching her with calm, yet expressionless eyes.

"The Fountain of Youth." She heard him say with a thick accent, similar to hers. Angelica slowly looked up at him, with now weakened eyes as she heard him. "I assume you've heard of it already."

As the man continued talking Angelica's fingers spotted something around her stomach. It was something cold and heavy and she almost smiled in relief as she realized what it was. She slowly and carefully, not to get noticed got a proper hold onto her pistol, while continued having her arms wrapped around her stomach. Now she just needed to wait for the right time…

"…and you've been there." The man continued as Angelica's attention came back to him.

There was a silence, as it seemed like nobody wanted to speak. And even if she wanted to, she most probably couldn't, as the pain, made her breathe with much more difficultness.

She closed her eyes just to calm herself down. If she and the baby survived this, she thought, she wouldn't seek for revenge. Over the past weeks she finally realized what was most important to her. As Angelica thought that, she let her fingers crawl away from the handle of her pistol, and placed them to touch her hurting stomach. She let the edges of her lips crawl in a smile, which quickly disappeared when she found the handle of her pistol again.

She opened eyes and tried to place her hands under her body to help herself to stand up. She opened her brown eyes with a hurry when she heard a cracking sound. The man that was previously talking to her turned around and stood up to say something to his companions, in foreign language which clearly wasn't English.

Angelica narrowed eyes as the words that slipped out of his mouth sounded familiar. Way too familiar. But that wasn't the right moment to think. She had to fight and that was now.

While all three men, her attackers were standing, not far away from her, she finally got enough strength back into her arms to support her own weight and stood up with a hurry. She felt a little dizzy from the quick movement but she paid no attention to it.

What happened next went like in slow motion. She pulled out her pistol from the belt and aimed it with the level of man's head that previously talked to her. And just because he was with his back turned towards her, he didn't see her finger around the trigger. But much to her displease the two others saw her standing up. They yelled something in the language Angelica had known very well, to warn their 'leader'. The man who was being warned turned around just in time, to see her pull the trigger, and his eyes widened in shock as she fired the pistol.

There was a loud noise….and then the deadly silence.

The man Angelica was shooting at, stumbled and fell onto his knees, with blood pouring out from his chest. Guess her aim was good. There was a noise as his body then hit the muddy ground with small pool of blood around his corpse. One of the remaining men ran to their leader's side, checking for anything that could still save him.

Angelica exhaled deeply and started to go into a run when she whirled around, but then something heavy made a contact with the back of her head and she collapsed flatly on ground. She moaned and her vision blurred when she felt something thick and warm starting to leak down the side of her head.

She knew the wound was bleeding badly but all the strength she once had, disappeared from her body. She only heard the distance, unrecognizing murmurs of her attackers around her.

"You!" she heard the man that was previously at the fallen man's body shout, while he kneeled over next to her and harshly pulled her by hair, making her let out a short scream of pain. "You're going to pay for this!"

She tried to open her eyes again, knowing this could be possibly the very last time she'd ever have the chance to. They were going to kill her. They were about to kill her when she saw reach for her pistol that was lying next to her. She noticed it too, and despite the enormous pain she tried to reach it, only to scream in pain again as the other man, for whom she assumed, was drunk, stepped on her wrist. She gritted teeth and tried to block the pain she felt, but without a single success.

She opened her eyes again only to feel how the pistol was placed onto her head. The pain would be over in any second now, Angelica knew that. So much of a granted years, eh…

"I'm sorry…" she thought, like she was trying to apologize to the child who would never see the light of a day. She killed them both.

Then she heard a soft click, and she closed her eyes, waiting for the final shot. She wanted to fight them both off. But she knew she couldn't. But just before the man could pull the trigger on her pistol something fired…

Angelica shut her eyes even closer, but opened them as she felt a body fall down next to her. It was strange. She was sure she heard how a pistol fired, yet she stayed alive.

The Latina slowly opened her eyes only to see her attacker lying dead down next to her. Her vision blurred again and she knew she wouldn't be able to resist darkness that was rejecting her from seeing things clear. Yet, her vision cleared for a brief moment again only to see a tall man step out of the shadows with a pistol in his hand. He wore a huge hat and a long coat. That was all what was Angelica able to see, since his face was hid in shadows. He killed that man, so he shouldn't be evil, right?

But just before her eyes were about to close again she heard a loud footsteps of someone running away. Possibly the remaining attacker. But he didn't come far. There was another bullet being shoot and she believed the stranger who pulled the trigger shot the running away man as she heard someone collapse in distance.

She swallowed. Maybe she had a chance to survive. But yet again, she wondered, who her savior was. She didn't think long anymore, as she heard footsteps coming towards her. Angelica narrowed her eyes and tried to ignore the dizziness and the blood that was coming out of her wound, to make out the face of her savior.

But just as he walked out of the shadows, her vision darkened and every piece of energy left her body as she fell into deep unconscious. She was out cold, lying flatly and bleeding on dark street but stranger didn't seem to bother with that.

He walked over, and kneeled next to her. He pulled some of her hair behind her ear so he was able to see her face. His dark eyes widened a little as he quickly recognized her.

He didn't hesitate. He carefully, not wanting to cause her any more pain scooped her up in his arms and carried her away into the shadows…

Tbc…

Well that was it, for this extra-long-only-angelica centered chapter. I really hope you liked it, but you might find some mistakes during the end of it. It was 2 am and to tell you the truth I was already half asleep. But I wanted to finish it, so here it is.

Next chapter should be up sooner than this one was and it's going to be a normal chapter. Not like this one, where everything was centered only on Angelica. I've had to make it, sorry. And yeah in next chapter there will also be Jack and Elizabeth….and someone else, who you probably already know who he is. :)

Anyway I'll stop my talking and babbling right now.

See ya next time, mates! :)

REVIEW!