A/n: Welcome Back Mrs.Sparrow - I'm so glad that you are back I was worried that you didn't like the story any more. To all of my other readers, what can I say? You guys are great you read my stories no matter what I write and you want long periods of time to read the next chapter. You all are fantastic!
(Port Royal)
(Bay)
(As Grant rowed the longboat against the strong current his eyes stared dead ahead)
(the sound of cannon fire could be heard as the fort fired at the two pirate ships that floated in their harbor)
(Grant however upon glancing did not reconize Abby's ship after all he never heard of what became of his eldest daughter)
(As his thoughts drifted towards his son he began to paddle faster)
(The long boat moving more rapidly against the current)
(His deep brown eyes which were clearly inherited by all three of his children were filled with a mixture of many emotions)
(his chin was set and determined)
(Determined for what?)
(Determined to prove his daughter that he was a changed man)
(he was not the druken father who every night abused his hardworking son)
(who ignored his baby daughter as she cried herself asleep)
(he was not the man who his eldest daughter had come home to find mistreating her brother)
(No he was a different man)
(One who loved all of his children and refused to touch a drop of alchol and Grant was going to prove it to her)
(even if he died in the process)
(nothing meant more to him any more than the love of his three children)
(those were the last thoughts that went through his mind as he climbed out of the long boat)
(not bothering to bring the small long boat safetly onto shore he abandoned the small boat)
(running far from the port heading as fast as his legs would take him in the direction of the tallest and most expensive house in the whole town)
(which was the only place with its lights on and could be seen from the bottom of the town)
(where the unthinkable was occuring)
(The Governor's mansion owned by none other than Governor Weatherby Swann)