A Love That Flows

5

I dress myself in my pink gown, and a cloak, preparing myself to go to the gallows.

I have to talk to Jack. I can't spend my whole life in Port Royale, as much as my Father would like me to, I just cannot.

As I make my way down the stairs, into the prison, I hear the prisoners whistling at Honey, the dog.

As soon as they see me, they start whistling, and cat calling me.

I ignore the cat calling, and all the names, and made my way to the cell that held the pirate I was looking for.

"You can keep doing that forever. Niether the dog, nor the lady is going to come to you." Jack tells the men, the hat over his face to block out the light.

"Oh, excuse us if we haven't resigned ourself to the gallows just yet." The pirate in the other cell snaps. Jack smiles when he sees me, and lays his head back.

"Well, darling, you are just a miscreant, aren't you? Sneaking across the town at all hours of the night to see little ol' me?" Jack jokes.

"If I got you out of the gallows, would you take me with you?" I ask.

"Straight forward and to the point, I see. Darling, if you got me out of here, I'd take you any where you wanted to go, and then some." He tells me, standing, wrapping his hands around the iron bars.

"I'll talk to Norrington. I'll get you out of here, Jack." I tell him, smiling, as if I won the lottery.

"Why do you care so much for me?" He asks.

"I can't stay in this quaint little place for long. It makes me sick just thinking about it. I wish to be free, to see all the wonders of the sea, and of the world. I might be with child, but I can ensure you, this child owuld be just as miserable here as I am as of this moment." I tell him.

"Well then, I believe you best get cooking." He tells me.

I nod, and leave, quietly making my way back home, before I got caught.

I headed home, and got in my room, just as the maid came in for the evening.

"There you go miss, it was a difficult day for you I'm sure." The maid tells me.

"I expected Norrington would propose, I didn't expect Bethie to almost drown." I tell her.

"I meant you being kidnapped by that pirate. Must've been terrifying." She comments.

"Not really." I tell her.

"Well, the Commodore proposed. Fancy that. Now that's a smart match, miss, if it's not too bold to say." The maid tells me, as I climb into the bed.

"It is a smart match. He's a fine man, but I'm not sure he's the right one for Bethie." I tell her.

"Then who would be the right one?" The maid asks.

"Why, William Turner of course." I tell the maid, with a smile on my face.

"Ah, yes, he does seem to fancy the other Miss Swann. What about you, miss? Have you met someone?" She asks.

"Oh, no. I don't want to be married. I have to look aafter the little Swann. THink of him or her first." I tell the maid, and she gives me a smile.

"Of course, just give a shout if you need anything." She tells me, before leaving.

Samantha was always my favorite.

I take my mother's locket between my fingers, nervously thinking about what would Norrington do to Jack if I didn't help him. The flame on my oil lamp blows out, as a chilly draft blows through my bedroom. An unusual fog blows through the city, causing an eerie feeling to creep into my bones.

All of a sudden I hear Norrington scream 'Cannon fire' from my window.

So, this chapter is really short, but I didn't know how to fit in the whole explosion scenen in this chapter, but I gotta say, this story is getting good so far. 

It's currently 12/6/2020, and I am writing the last 4 chapters needed to complete this weeks updates until Friday. The schedule I have under plan is

Week A: One long chapter for a fic (Millenium or Hybrid's choice) Being between 4-8000 words

If I cannot accomplish this, then you'll have two Week B's

Week B: 8 or 9 smaller chapter between 600-3000 words for a smaller fic (POTC, His Rainbow Heart, or any of my not os big books, like Betrayal. This week is week B.) 

I will be focusing on Love that Flows for a while, just so you know. Thank you in advance for adapting to my schedule.