Author's Note: Hello, and sorry for the long wait. I took a small vacation from this story after the impossibly long chapter. I know that this will be shakier than the others considering I have no real storyline to follow but my own. BUT I shall try my best to please my readers and remember I have no beta.

Beside the Seemingly Perfect Angel

Chapter 13: Salvation

"I'm such an idiot for loving you" she whispered.

"I'm sorry luv" he said.

He leaned down and kissed her passionately. Soon were the thoughts of their death were forgotten as they kissed the possibly last person that they would for an eternity.

As the impact came to them, they were thrown in different direction. Wind and water had become allies and they were both against the pair. Jack was holding her hand tight as he held on to the mass, the Kraken was being vicious to his beloved his but it didn't matter, she was in danger.

"Amour" she heard him yell.

But that moment, everything went mute. She looked at him eyes full of sadness and she let go. She let go knowing that she would bring his downfall, that she would bring his demise over here weakness. He yelled, but he was pushed by a large wave and fell into the sea. Amour smiled tiredly as she knew he should be safe, that is until the Kraken destroyed everything.

"Jack!" she yelled eyes watering.

"JACK!" she wailed.

But the wind swallowed her words, and his ally pushed her towards the unforgiving depths of the sea. She fought against the current of her enemy, she wanted to reach Jack, wanting to save him, but it was no use. He was gone from her life and her life was leaving her body.

'Don't close your eyes child' she heard from Celeste as if she was right next to her.

She could not help but ask for forgiveness as she let her eyes close.

'Goodbye 'she thought.

All that surrounded her was darkness.

With Jack..

He cursed the moment that she had let go, she wasn't strong enough he surmised. He dove into the water as straight as possibly avoiding the tentacles of that maniacal being and fell into the unforgiving sea. He gasped for breath and looked around. There was no success in trying to see her, the salt was blinding him, and her small figure had probably been dragged away from him. He swam towards a piece of wreckage big enough for him to sit on. He laid against it breathing heavily. He desperately tried to stay awake, but there was no way he could. His adrenaline had diminished and the warmth he had received from the kiss had long vanished as she had.

He closed his eyes, thinking that he had fought so hard for nothing. His ship had sunk, he had lost the lass, and he had nothing to his name. So much for the infamous Jack Sparrow.

Moments later…

They had thrown Norrington's body towards Davy Jones' Locker giving him the proper burial that a true seaman deserved.

"Row Mr. Gibbs please row" Elizabeth screeched as they looked over at the wreckage.

Elizabeth's eyes were full of tears that blurred the sight before her. The infamous Black Pearl had sunk and so did two souls that she cared for deeply. She felt guilt wracking her frame. Jack Sparrow; that man had saved her life, but put her beloved in danger but at the end of the day she had killed him, destroyed him and he had taken someone she never thought she'd lose.

"Miss Swann?" She heard Gibbs in a sad tone.

"Oh God" she bawled.

Her sister. Her baby sister was taken by the damn monster and it was her fault. She had taken everything from her sister; her first love, and her growing infatuation with Jack, crushing it with her logic and reasoning. No matter how she had tried to save her, she ended up losing her to the man she had sentenced to death.

"Amour" she bawled.

She was pulled back from the edge of the boat by Will who let her weep. He didn't understand why he was comforting her, was it for her the pain of the loss of her sister or the loss of her lover. He hated to know which it was. He also felt tears in his eyes as he remembered how sweet the youngest Swann was to him. She was always a person who always was nothing but honest to him and like him held her heart on her sleeve.

He felt betrayed and mourned for not two deaths, but three. He first mourned over Jack Sparrow. While the man had taken Elizabeth from him, he had also created a friendship the first time they met. He remembers being the naïve blacksmith who followed Elizabeth to the end of the world trying to regain her. He then was betrayed by the woman he loved and his so called friend. Despite of it all, he still felt that he felt a loss without Jack beside him telling him nonsensical stories of his past. Secondly he mourned for the young Swann. She was nothing but kind to him throughout their friendship, she was nothing but honest and was his kindred spirit as they both had suffered over love many times over. They would find comfort in one another in childish ways such as playing tag in the hills as Elizabeth went over her etiquette classes, to teaching the young Swann how to duel with a sword and failing. Her laughter lifted his spirits whenever down and her pep talks about keeping hope alive towards his love aided him on hard nights. He felt tears in his eyes thinking about missing the young Swann, despite the fact he had abandoned her on their first adventure she had forgiven him and even saved his life.

"Man overboard!" Gibbs yelled.

They jumped in surprise as they saw Gibbs rowing the boat towards the wreckage. They turned to see a floating board, and lying on it was the body of former Captain Jack Sparrow.

"Jack!" Elizabeth cried.

She leaned over the small boat and tugged the wet form towards them. She as unsuccessful till Gibbs moved her back and picked up Jack on his own. As they laid him down on they noticed that he was covered in cuts and bruises.

Elizabeth bent down and she tipped off a piece of her blouse to wipe blood from his lip. She smiled slightly as he was alive. He was alive! Maybe, just maybe she was alive as well.

"Jack" Gibbs said shaking Jack. "Jack my boy"

He shook him constantly trying to wake him up. After a few minutes of shaking, Jack's body began to convulse and he spit out water. He immediately sat up, throwing up water and coughing nonstop at the side of the boat. Gibbs patted his back as Jack's eyes watering at the horrid taste in his mouth.

" Jack" Gibbs repeated once more.

Jack merely coughed and opened his eyes blearily. His eyes burned feeling the salt on his lashes, his mouth had the horrid taste of the salt as well. He lifted his hand and wiped his eyes trying to notice his location. He noticed that he was no longer floating in the wreckage but instead on the boat with Elizabeth, Gibbs, and Will.

"Where is she?" he croaked out, throat dry.

"Who?" Gibbs asked.

"Didn't you find her?" he asked trying to stand up to look over the wreckage.

Elizabeth understood what he meant and frowned thinking of her sister.

"She separated from you?" Will asked looking away from the pair, but instead staring at the wreckage before them.

Jack grumbled something unintelligible and rubbed his head trying to remember what had occurred. He closed his eyes remembering Amour letting go. He saw her, he saw her letting go and being lost in the mist of it all. He then remembered the pain that the ocean caused his body as it tried to swallow him down to the depths of the damn locker he had tried to avoid. He then saw the darkness.

"Amour" he whispered. "She let go, she wasn't supposed to be letting go"

Elizabeth held back a sob and clung to Will, who looked equally saddened. Gibbs hung his head low, feeling bad for the child that they had lost.

Gibbs remembered her well; the youngest of the pair and daughter of a lady in waiting made her different than her sister. Elizabeth was praised for her ethereal beauty; he even admitted many thought of her as an angel, he had once seen her as one as well. Many forgot the youngest of the Swann. She was in the shadow of her younger, always in the background, many times forgotten by the staff, and her father. Only Celeste, took her under her wing, and many times gave her the liberty that Elizabeth lacked. He remembered how many times he had found Amour running in the docks, barefoot trying to get into a boat, but was stopped as it was bad luck.

He frowned thinking that her wild spirit was chained the moment she had laid her eyes on the Commodore. She became a proper lady and tried to become what Elizabeth naturally was; she rarely complained and took it in stride. She died free, that was all he could think of.

"We have to look for her" Will said.

"Will…" Elizabeth whispered.

She gripped his shirt, but before he could fall for her once more, he stopped her and pushed her back slightly. He lifted his hand and ran it frustratingly through his hair. He needed to find her, he owed her that.

"Mr. Gibbs" He called out.

"Yes Mr. Turner" Gibbs said interested in the next orders.

"Let's row towards the wreckage, we might be able to find her there. If not alive…then at least-"

"-Of course Mr. Turner" Gibbs said not wanting to hear the last words.

Elizabeth sat down next to Jack and tried to help him relax on the boat. As she rinsed his clothing, he inhaled his scent. He smelled of rum and salt, and she grimaced slightly. She felt her lips still burning from their kiss, and felt guilt running through her. Her eyes lifted themselves to face his brown ones. She blushed noticing his staring, but then, she noticed that he wasn't even paying attention to her. His eyes were blank and so lost and his lips were in a permanent frown.

"Jack, are you alright?" she whispered.

"No…I'm not alright Lizzie" he replied in a whisper.

She stopped touching him immediately, not because of his answer, but because of his tone. It was so unlike the Jack she knew. He seemed shut off, and she merely accepted that it was trauma from the incident. He shut himself down and merely stared at the deep ocean.

As they rowed through the wreckage, Gibbs and Will looked all over for the body of Amour, but no avail. They knew that if she was dead she would be floating, but there was a problem with that…the waves would have pushed her away.

"Keep looking" Elizabeth pleaded.

After hours of looking, they found nothing, nothing at all. Elizabeth merely cried, mourning over her and her guilt destroying her on the inside. Jack was silent and no one notice him fall into a restless sleep.

"We're wasting good daylight, we need to be rowing towards the mainland Mr. Turner" Gibbs said with an air of remorse.

"Of course Mr. Gibbs…..let's go" Will said defeated.

Elizabeth didn't protest as they rowed the tiny boat towards the shore. She looked down at the floor and let them row. She had lost her baby sister, and she was sure she would be punished by God.

Miles away…

"Apurate!" A woman yelled loudly in a large ship.

She had gorgeous long black hair that curled adding more exotic features to her face. Her eyes were black, and coal outlined them making them more defined. She strutted in a way were men could not help but stare, but they didn't they knew clearly who she was.

Angelica Teach.

She walked with confidence and ruled the ship with an iron fist. She looked up and smiled at her father as he stared at the men working to the bone for her.

"She's great" he growled pleased.

Captain Blackbeard. He was the most feared pirate, and yet one of the most loved from his crew. They were absolutely loyal to him, and many thought of him as a demon of the depths. He was in control of three ships, and all that he shared with his only child.

Angelica wore clothing not like the men, but instead used tight blouses, high waisted breaches and a large belt with a feathered hat on top of her wild black hair to show her femininity. She prowled the ship that is until something caught her eye.

There around fifteen feet from their large ship, the Queen Anne's Revenge, was a piece of wood, which carried a body atop of it.

"Father!" she called out.

"What is it?" He called from his steering.

"Man overboard!" she yelled.

Captain Blackbeard looked over to see the body as well. He signaled his men to drop the anchor. As the men did what they were told, they took out their safety boats and rowed towards the body. There, they carried the body towards the ship and laid it on the deck.

Boots clicked on the wooden floor as Angelica walked towards the figure. She bent down and moved the strands of wet hair that covered the face of the figure. As she moved it, she saw a very feminine looking boy.

"It's a boy" She said.

"Mija, that is no boy" Blackbeard said as he reached the deck himself. "It's a woman in men's clothing"

Angelica frowned.

"How dare a woman hide behind men's clothing, shameful" she muttered.

It always annoyed her how woman hid their identities when at sea, if they were woman they were to be proud of it. Many times had she seduced men to do her bidding thus she never hid behind any clothing.

She noticed the face, and knew that it was a woman, or at least had feminine qualities. Her skin was pale, probably from the wreckage she believed. Her lips were plump, definitely not masculine; her chin was not sharp or defined as a man was. Her lashes long and skin unmarred by the hardships. Her black eyes trailed down and saw indeed it was a woman, the wet shirt had been soaked through and she saw the bosom of the woman lying on the ground. She could be no more than seventeen she believed and sighed wondering if she was still alive.

She placed her ear against the woman's chest and heart a weak heartbeat. She began to apply pressure on the chest as she figured out that the woman was indeed alive. She finally got a reaction from the pale woman.

The woman immediately sat up and began to cough. Angelica patted her back aiding her recovery. She was then met with a pair of bright blue eyes that reminded her of the ocean itself.

"Estas bien?" she asked. "Are you quite alright?"

She noticed that the features weren't of the Spanish seas, but rather a mix of things.

"Estoy bien, creo" she finished nodding softly. "I'm fine…I suppose"

"Ah you come from Spain" Angelica said relieved.

"No…I'm from Port Royal" she replied.

"Who are you?" Angelica asked her.

"Amour…Amour Swann" she gasped out softly.

Amour was held as Angelica wiped the blood on her forehead.

"Where is he?" Amour whispered eyes watering.

"Who?"

"Jack" she whispered tiredly.

She closed her eyes immediately as this heavy feeling came to her. She lifted her hand to stop the throbbing of her head, but it was no use, she couldn't beat the exhaustion.

"Jack…" she whispered once more before she fell into darkness.

Author's Note: I'm sorry for not updating so soon! I had finals, and college applications and a frustrated first semester of senior year. -.- I know excuses, excuses and sorry for it being short, but I need to collect my thoughts.

Note: I will be using Spanish more often considering that Angelica is made of Spanish background (aka Penelope Cruz) also Amour was said before that she would speak Spanish, French and English.

Oh funny thing. Two years ago I totally made a fanfic, well…..attempt of a fanfic where there was a female pirate named Angelina Teach, daughter of MY favorite real life pirate. I know everything about this man, and I love pirates in general. Disney totally read it…I bet .. Oh well, just saying people who spammed be before, suck it. : )

ANYWAYS, god what a long author's note. REVIEW PEOPLE.

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY ALSO~ :3 lot's of love.