"That's CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow!"
"Well, ~Captain~ Sparrow, you are a fool!"
It was a nice, but typical Caribbean day. The weather gave no
intention of the argument that was getting ready to rage. The sun was
shining, the birds were singing their annoying song, and a good
strong wind blew from the west, helping the Black Pearl make her way
through the water. The Pearl, herself, was looking as she always did.
Her black sails sent a chill down the spine of anyone who spotted
them. To her captain and crew, she was the envy of the ocean. Upon
hearing the "talk" between the two captains, one would think that a
thunder storm would have been better suited than the beautiful day.
Jack, for once, didn't say anything back. He just continued to stare
at this women who dared to come on his ship, in front of his crew,
and call him a fool.
"That boy loves you with all his heart. He would die for you, do
anything you asked of him. And you let him go."
"Well, I didn't tell him to go."
"You don't give him a reason to stay!"
"And just what does that mean?"
"What do you think it means? I know what you love the Pearl and that
you are hurting, but it wasn't Will's fault!"
"I never said it was!"
The two were now screaming at the top of their lungs at each other,
not that they noticed. But the crew did, and gathered around to hear.
This woman had alot of guts, telling Jack off like that.
"You never told him that it wasn't! He may be all grown up, but he
still needed to be told it wasn't his fault!"
"Bootstrap never needed to be told."
"Well, Will's not Bootstrap, is he?"
"Maybe not. I don't have the time to go around with Will holding his
hand. He's not cut out to be a pirate."
The words had barely left Jack's mouth when he was slapped...hard.
Jack was in shock, Sarah had never slapped him before. The crew were
also astounded, but what both Jack and his crew heard next completely
stunned them. However, it also made them think. Something, most
thought, a pirate should never have to do.
"For the first time ever in my life, I can't believe you're my
brother. Listen to yourself! You are blaming Will! Your crew is
The older pirate couldn't keep the disgust out of her voice. Hearing
it made Jack heart hurt. This was his big sister who he never wanted
to shame. The sister who had always made sure that Jack had food when
they were younger. She would tuck him in at night and tell him
stories. In fact, the reason she became a pirate was to help him. At
the age of ten, Jack had became very ill. The doctors were sure that,
without the proper medicine, he wouldn't live to see the end of the
"That's not true!"
"Isn't it? Do you even know that he too was injured? No?," Sarah's
tone was that of a person who had just been told by another that the
sky was blue or the grass green, she knew all along what the answer
to her question was. Her voice was not overly rough even from having
spent years at sea, however it wasn't soft like society wanted it's
women to be. In fact, the tone was very much the same in brother and
sister. However, any new comer to her ship, The Whirlwind, knew
within a second that the captain's voice could very well shout
orders. "I'm shocked. And guess where he is now? Back where you
found him, being used as a punching bag!"
The silence was deafening. Sarah looked Jack straight in the eye.
Which truthfully wasn't all that difficult considering that Sarah was
maybe an inch or two below Jack's height. To be honest, one could
tell just by looking that these two were related. Both had beautiful
black hair and the same facial shape. Sarah, however, had green eyes,
not brown, and both bodies had the lean, but muscled, look. Some
would say that her face and body were that of a doll, but the weapons
that hung from her side told a different tale. A sword from Will that
had been put to good use and a pistol that was clean and waiting for
it's next victim. It said this doll knew how to handle herself. But
what made her stand out the most was her stubborn nature. She had
never been one to back down.
"Do you know what he thinks of himself now? Stupid! Traitor
The murder, to be exact, was that of Cotton. Those...gentlemen in
Barbossa's crew, had shot him, in the back no less. Cotton's parrot
had sat on his master's chest, sadly singing, "Yo Ho, a pirate's life
for me..." The poor bird hadn't been the same since. It had find a
home with AnnaMaria, despite the fact that she had threatened to
shoot the bird many times.
Both Jack and the Pearl's crew flinched at every one of her words.
But the same question ran through their minds, Jack was the one who
Jack looked at his sister with a curious look. He was trying to sound
indifferent, but Sarah knew her brother, better than anyone....except
Will. She knew that Jack was worried, more so now that Sarah revealed
her secret. It wasn't in his words because, heaven forbid, that
someone should discover that Jack, oh pardon, CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow,
actually had feelings. At least to Sarah, the whole story of how he
truly felt was in his eyes. This made her wonder, could Will, being
young and sometimes unsure of himself, see the story in the eyes? Or
could Sarah because she had all but raised Jack while thier mother
went whoring around Tortuga.
"If he's being treated so badly and you know where he is, why don't
you do something about it?" With that Jack stood a bit straighter
arms crossed, waiting for some answer from the waspish woman.
"Oh, I tried. One night, I begged Will to come with me. But he
wouldn't. And after that, I couldn't get close to him again. You are
the only one who can save him!"
Sarah had tried her best to convince Will to come aboard the
Whirlwind with her. She could still see the youth's battered face and
the way he hold his ribs, the way he couldn't hold back gasps of pain
when he moved. She hated to leave Will in that place, but she had to
find Jack. He was the only one who could save this young man. She had
left one of her most trusted men to watch over Will while she went to
find her ever so stubborn brother and talk some sense into him. This
man, Ben, had been given strict orders that if Will looked like he
was in serious trouble, to get him out of that smithy and somewhere
safe. Sarah swear to herself that when she returned to Tortuga, she
would kill the man who laid a hand on Will.
She let her words sink in, wanting to give Jack one more thought to
"Jack, I love you, you're my baby brother. I know you're hurting but
you have to find a way to let go. I also know that you love the
Pearl, but she is a SHIP. She can't comfort you, or warm your bed.
That boy is the best thing to ever happen to you. If you let him go
without a fight, you don't deserve him."
With that, the woman pirate turned and walked away. Jack stood at the
helm of the Black Pearl for a long time thinking about what Sarah had
said. As much as he hated to admit it, she was right. He had been
blaming Will for what happened between himself and Barbossa. Will
couldn't have know that Barbossa had followed him to where Jack was.
Jack heard a throat being cleared behind him.
"Yes, Mr. Gibbs?"
"Well, I've been thinking about what Miss Sarah said."
"Don't let her hear you calling her Miss."
"Aye, I willn't. But, Jack, there is something you should know. That
night, you and Barbossa had your "discussion", Will tried to break
down the door many times. One of Barbossa's dogs knocked him out. I
guess I was blaming Will for not being able to get to you. After what
M- Sarah just said I realized that more than blaming Will, I was
With that, Gibbs left. Jack's heart knew before his mind what he was
going to do. It had just taken a little while for his brain to arrive
at the same point.
"Alright, you worthless dogs, we make for Tortuga. We have a man who
The crew rushed to follow their captian's orders. Jack spied Sarah
leaning against the railing, looking out at the ocean.
Stepping up next to her, he said, "You were right."
Sarah just flashed him an all-knowing smile. It wasn't easy to get
Jack to admit he was wrong, even when he was a little boy. ~Men~,
Sarah thought to herself.
"Yes, I said it. Are you happy now?," not waiting for a reply Jack
said, "Do you know how I met the whelp?"
"No, I asked Will, but he wouldn't tell me." The woman had no idea
how the two had met, for she was only introduced to young Will no
more than a couple of months ago. She had taken an immediate likening
to him, there was something very sweet and endearing about him.
"Well, I'll tell you. He was this little, quiet, shy thing, wandering
the streets of Tortuga when I first saw him..."