Cordelia, Daughter of the Sea

style='font-size:16.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'>Chapter 15

style='font-size:16.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'>“Barbossa?style="mso-spacerun: yes"> But you killed him.”

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The Black Pearl had docked by noon the next
day. The crew knew where they were to
sail to and Anamaria and Gibbs took turns at the helm to get there.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Normally, the crew never sailed without
Jack’s specific order to do so, but Anamaria made it very clear that this was
what they were to do.

The crew left the ship and went into the town of
Lyon. It wasn’t long before Anamaria
returned to the ship, her face moist with perspiration and covered in the
unmistakable look of worry. She paced
the deck trying to figure out who to tell Jack what she’d learned on her brief
trip into town.

Anamaria didn’t want to go inside Jack’s cabin.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> She heard the sounds of he and Cordelia’s
coupling in the early hours of the morning and knew that Jack was finally
happy…she didn’t want to be the one bearing the news to make that happiness
fade, but she had to.

Gently, she knocked on the door, but Jack and
Cordelia didn’t hear her. Sighing, she
opened the door and walked inside.
“Cap’n,” she said, softly.
“Jack.” Her voice grew
louder. an>“an>“Jack!”

“Monkey!” Jack yelled, waking both he and Cordelia
from their comfortable sleep.

Under any other circumstance, Anamaria would have
laughed, but this was not the time.
“Jack, we’ve got coy – y – the unpleasant kind.”

“How unpleasant?” Jack asked, yawning.

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“Barbossa.”

Cordelia didn’t give Jack a chance to respond before
she said, “Barbossa? But you killed
him.”

Jack’s eyes looked dead for a moment.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> “Yeah…but I din’ kill ‘is son.”

Cordelia’s eyes widened. “Son? Barbossa had a
son?”

“’E raped enough women after takin’ me Pearl
t’ have a few dozen runts. Darlin’, as
much as I don’ wanna leave this cabin, we ‘ave no choice.”

“I >“I know,” Cordelia said, her voice anxious.

“Hey, none o’ tha’, love…I’m Captain Jack Sparrow,
remember?”

Cordelia smiled and kissed him.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> “How could I forget?”

A thought then donned on Jack.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> “Uh, Ana?”

“Yeah?” Anamaria said, knowing what he was going to
ask.

“Jus’ how did ye come upon this information?”

“We’re docked in Lyon, Jack.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Gibbs an’ me steered the ship.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> We knew we were comin’ here an’ I thought
ye’d want t’…stay in yer cabin a while.
nt int into town an’ saw some o’ Barbossa’s crew, ‘eard ‘em
talkin’. I don’ know where Barbossa is,
but ‘e’s ‘ere somewhere.”

Jack’s face was solemn.yes"> “An’ ye came rig right away?”

“Aye, Cap’n.”

nk ynk you.
I’ll be out as soon as I’m dressed.”
Anamaria nodded and left the cabin.
Jack reluctantly crawled out of bed and got dressed.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> He smiled when he saw his clothes.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> “I’m guessin’ I didn’ undress all by me
onesies last night, eh, love?”

Cordelia smiled despite the looming situation.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> “No.
You could say I had a hand in it.”

After Jack was dressed he sat on the bed next to Cordelia,
who had yet to move. Brushing her hair
away from her face, he smiled and said, “Everythin’s gonna be fine, love.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Don’ worry…I jus’ wish it woulda happened
later in the day – we have quite a bit t’ talk about.”

“It…it can wait, Jack,” Cordelia said softly.