Annabelle yawned. She had been sitting beside Hector's bed as she usually did, but Tia had kicked her out, not letting her come back into the house for the past few days except for food or sleep, and now she was left sitting just outside the entrance to the swamp, Jack swinging on trees above her, and she hummed quietly, playing with a small medallion. Jack Jones must have stolen it, and she had taken it from the monkey. Smartly, she had put it on a chain, and kept it hidden. She smiled as she remembered how Jack had tried to find the small coin the monkey had snitched, trying to get the expert thief to help out, and Annabelle had refused, saying it didn't matter to her where the damn coin was.
"Jack!" Annabelle laughed as the monkey toppled out of the tree branch above her and onto her lap, chattering angrily. "Come here you little miscreant." She picked the monkey up and he squeaked. She smiled at him and scratched under his chin, shifting into a more comfortable position as he sat on her lap and played with the coin. "Always like the shiny things, don't you." She mused, and smiled as Jack looked at her before baring his teeth and chewing on the small piece of gold. "Whatever makes you happy, cheeky monkey." She murmured, closing her eyes and letting the sun hit her face.
Jack chittered, and Annabelle smiled slightly. It was nice, not having to worry about keeping her weapon clean (she did that anyways), or mopping the deck (Tia's place was so small, Annabelle barely had to clean things- certainly not as hard as the deck), or even dealing with other people (Tia left her to her own demise, and most of the other locals were afraid of her, so they stayed away).
Annabelle pursed her lips. She had to admit, she did almost nothing. Standing up, she barely glanced at an irritated Jack, who climbed onto her shoulder. "I think I'll go for a swim." She said unconsciously out loud. "I'll just let Tia know, so she can find me." She dropped down into the boat and Jack shrieked as he got splashed with water. "Sorry Jack." She rowed slowly, heading back to Tia's, but when she got there, Tia was standing by the door.
"Come wit' me." She crooked a finger and Annabelle stood up, following the woman inside, and froze as she recognized a familiar face sitting in a chair, and he smiled.
"Bell." At the sound of her name Annabelle ran forward and threw herself into Hector Barbossa's arms, almost sending them toppling backwards as tears of joy rolled down her cheek, and he laughed, wrapping his arms around her waist and holding her close, and to Annabelle, it felt like he had never left.