Author's Note: My you are a fickle group. When I update, and as soon as I could I might add, you don't review the chapter , but the moment I try to put it on hiatus people review? You are so fickle my dear readers. I have to admit I felt a little sad that people didn't review! I mean if you did in the dozens why not now? I am trying one more time for reviews, just because I want to know what people think. I'm really self conscious in writing and I felt that I was wasting my time. If I'm not then prove me wrong, please I'm begging.

Also being called stupid, does not motivate me. I say this to one specific reviewer who I am annoyed by. Just so they know, I was writing this before they wrote their review AND that Alesandra Night actually had changed my mind.

Additional Note: I've decided that the only way to update soon (that is up to twice a month at most) is to make the chapters a mere 5 to 6 pages rather than 11. I can't deal with long chapters, senior year and upcoming college stuff.

~Beside a Seemingly Perfect Angel~

Chapter 15: New Faces and Past Faces

Seeing Tia Dalma was not something that Jack was expecting. He knew that she knew that he was only there when he absolutely needed something from her. The first time they met she gave him the Stone —Eyed Sam, then Catnip, then the compass. Their relationship was a weird one, considering that they were once lovers.

Lovers was lightly said for he was there but a mere twenty years in age when she was twenty five and then it ended as she gave him the compass and told him to leave. He had by no means any bad feelings for he was in the same boat.

Now as they sat in her table and she shook her shells, they awaited her decree.

"I'd be thinking you be nicer to that girl dar. After all, she was a good girl" Tia Dalma drawled out.

Jack merely looked at her in a somewhat distraught state. Will looked guilty and Elizabeth was basically bubbling with tears, she was hysterical.

"Be still yer tears child, be still. She be lost that she be" Tia said.

"Lost?" Will said.

"Aye" she purred at Will looking at him wantonly.

He ignored the uncomfortable stare and instead listened to what she had to say.

"Is she fine?" he asked.

"Be Love fine," she mumbled and threw the shells on the table.

As she read them she nodded to herself and mumbled something in her own dialect.

"Be Love fine, yes, be Love fine" she said to them.

" Amour is fine?" Elizabeth whispered.

Tia ignored the blubbering woman and instead shook her shells once more. She nodded to herself and began to read once more.

"She be with Revenge, at sea, there she be." She replied.

"Alive" Jack commented.

"Aye, warm seas….yes warm northern seas" she nodded.

He smiled and tugged her to him to kiss her soundly on the lips. She pulled back and let out a smirk seeing him in a hopeful expression.

"Ye can stay the night," she purred. "Sleep in the tavern of Red, tomorrow a boat will be yours" she trailed off.

"But ho-" Elizabeth was interrupted.

"Thank you, I owe you luv" Jack said.

"You know you do, you know you do" Tia replied with a cheeky smile.

They walked out of her cabin and they headed towards the small boat once more. They were much more hopeful that now that they knew she was alive, they would have the opportunity to reunite with her.

As they left they didn't get to hear Tia's words.

"Ye be in for a heap a trouble. For the life that ye wants, ye will get when attaining Love. But Love to be taken away from Revenge will be the hard part"

Queen Anne's Revenge….

As Amour looked out towards the sea, she tried to ignore the fact that the man was still looking at her. Edward, Edward Jr. was his name and she was getting tired of his curious stare.

"Must you really keep staring at me" she commented.

She heard a chuckle beside her and she was getting frustrated.

"If you must know I must" he purred. "I think a pretty face like you shouldn't be here at sea all alone"

She didn't even think to look for him.

"I wasn't alone, I was with a good crew, just we got shipwrecked" she replied.

"Heading towards London I suppose?" he asked.

She shook her head.

"No, I was just travelling the Caribbean" she replied.

"Married?" he asked curiously.

"No never" she replied with a shake of her head.

"Will you finally stare at me?" he asked.

She took a loud sigh and turned to face him.

She had to admit he was very handsome. He was tall and lean but had muscles showing that he did do hard work. His skin was a lovely shade of tan, nothing like Jack's but still lovely. His eyes were silver, something that she thought was intriguing. His jet black hair was short, something usually unseen in the pirate world and yet it was. He was handsome in conventional terms, but to her, he was nothing compared to Jack.

"You're awfully pretty" he said trying to get closer.

"I've heard that before" she replied nonchalantly.

"You're gorgeous luv, anyone is blind not to see that. Couldn't help but say that." He said his eyes trailing down her frame.

"That's nice, but honestly, I'm not here to be your new courtesan so stop staring at me like that" she replied.

He chuckled and placed his hand on her lower back. She tried to push his hand away, but he was there once more. She didn't need this, she was thinking about other things.

"Your heart's taken ain't it luv?" he asked.

She whipped her head to face him immediately a look of shock evident in her face.

"How did you-"

"Your lovely eyes" he whispered and leaned closer to her.

She couldn't say anything, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment at being caught.

"Such a shame, but don't worry luv, I get what I want eventually" he finished.

She looked away and they were in a very compromising position in Angelica's eyes. Amour was leaning against the ramp, with Edward's hand on her lower back and he leaned very close to her with her flushed expression.

"Get your dirty hands off her Eddie" she said. "Father's calling for you"

He frowned and pulled himself back.

"You're no fun hermanita" he said annoyed.

Amour looked slightly relieved and walked over towards Angelica a clear faced of confusion on her face.

He smirked and he couldn't help but be intrigued by the female before him. She was uninterested and best of all she was taken, he could live with that, especially when she'd be his.

"Well fine. Hermanita, and amor mio, I shall see you all later, father a waits" he said walking off.

As the girls were left alone, Angelica turned to face Amour and shook her head.

"What?" Amour asked.

"Be careful with him, he's dangerous" she warned.

Amour sighed and turned to face her once more.

"You sound so much like my sister" she replied.

It was true, it reminded her of the fact that her sister had constantly warned her about Jack. Then again, Elizabeth turned out to be right considering that Jack was nothing but heartache to her. She wondered if he had died peacefully, or if he was saved, he hoped the latter. She looked out to the sunset and sighed.

"You have a sister?" Angelica asked.

"I do" she replied. "Her name's Elizabeth"

Angelica nodded quiet from the comment. Silence overcame the pair and they decided to just stare out to sea.

"I'm curious, why is it that you're near the Caribbean?" she asked.

Angelica's demeanor changed.

"That's classified, but what I can tell you, once we find who we're looking for, he'll be in Davy Jones' locker"

Amour noticed that dark tone of Angelica's comment and so she gulped and nodded immediately somewhat frightened by the demeanor. She was then left alone hearing Angelica walk away. She could only look out to sea, just wondering how far they were from the shipwreck, and how many lives were lost.

She also wondered about her father, would he be alright? And of Will, did he finally get Elizabeth? Elizabeth. She had everything she could ever want, she was beautiful, intelligent, funny, brave, attractive in every sense of the word, and she had the hearts of every man that she had ever met.

She wondered what she herself had. She was alive, that was one…she was safe? She frowned at the idea that she had nothing. She had no idea if she would ever return home, and once again she was in danger. She wondered why couldn't she have stayed home as a seventeen year old and just avoided going on that trip to begin with.

Cuba…

Jack looked around glad that he was left all alone in the tavern. Tia Dalma had never failed him ever, and this was no exception for indeed they would be getting a new ship called the "Conquest" and he sighed glad that he was alone.

He slipped his hand in his vest and took out a cow hide from his vest. He unfolded it and he saw the part of an elusive treasure. There before him was the part of the map of the Fountain of Youth. Tia Dalma was a fly fox, and as he had gone to his bedroom there was a jar of dirt.

At first he had been scared, a jar of dirt was never good, but the moment that he saw it was not moving, he decided to go snoop it out. He opened it carefully and he faced sand. He began to dig inside and he saw a folded map piece. All the parts were missing around it, obviously the center of something bigger, but he felt a sense of glee for the fact that he had something that was special. He loved Tia Dalma, she was a true treasure.

"Fuente de Juventud" he read.

He could slowly understand it being the "Fountain of Youth" and he smirked licking his lips at the prospect. Still, something stopped him, oh well.

"Bugger" he whispered.

He had a conscious, a loud one at that. He glared at the map itself a small pout on his lips as he thought of it having to wait. Amour was first, as much as he didn't want to wait, he never thought he'd see the day that Gibbs was right.

"Women are bad luck" he talked to no one in particular.

He got up and folded the map piece once more, returning to his room with a bottle of rum for a long slumber. He had tried to ignore sleep altogether so he wouldn't have to face what was behind those thoughts, he missed her, he missed that girl. He crawled into his bed and he fell asleep immediately, holding the bottle of rum to comfort him.