A Pirates Passion

Chapter 40

Madeline sat at the table in the kitchen and penned her letter to Elizabeth and Will. She smirked to herself when she reread it. She folded it and placed it in an envelope and sealed it with wax. She set it down and looked at her finger with the diamond ring. She smiled to herself.

She still could not believe that Jack had asked her to marry him. She felt her heart swell with love for him. As she looked at it a thought spread through her mind. Would Jack be faithful to her? She sighed and knew she couldn’t fault him if he wasn’t. He was, after all, a pirate.

She was about to push her chair away from the table when she felt a pair of hands encircle her neck. Strong hands moved down the front of her dress. Stopping to caress her breasts. She felt her nipples harden. She closed her eyes and moaned.

“Mmmm Jack.”

“Aye love.” He said and slowly ran his tongue down her neck. “That’s me name.”

Madeline snaked her hand up his arm to pull him closer to her and he quickly pulled away with a smirk. “Pirate.” She growled at him. He had been teasing her dreadfully for the last two days.

“Don’t ye forget it love.” He said smiling at her. “Did ye get your letter written?” He asked.

“Aye. I did.” She said with a giggle.

Jack arched an eyebrow at her. “Minx, what are ye up to?”

Madeline stood and playfully ran her hand along his chest, stopping just at the waistband of his breeches. “Nothing. I told her that I needed her and Will desperately and that they needed to hurry.”

“She’s going to kill ye.” Jack said with a laugh.

“Perhaps.” She said and turned to leave. Mr. Taylor was ready to leave and was waiting on her. “Do ye plan on being naughty the rest of the day Captain Sparrow?”

Jack playfully slapped her bottom. “I don’t know. Perhaps I should behave, since ye get so riled when I’m naughty.”

Madeline rolled her eyes. Jack took her hand and walked to the docks. When they arrived,

Jack kissed her cheek and walked over to the Pearl. Madeline handed Mr. Taylor the letters she had written and he placed them in his pocket. “Now remember, ye are not to blindfold them when ye bring them.”

“Aye Captain.” He said sternly.

“And not a word about the wedding. Savvy Mr. Taylor?” She asked looking him sharply in the eye.

“Aye Captain. I have yer list tucked safely away in me other pocket.” He said patting it and smiling. He turned and climbed aboard her ship and set sail for Port Royal.

Madeline stood on the dock and watched as Mr. Taylor sailed away. She turned when she heard footsteps behind her.

Jack held open his arms to her and she ran to him. He hugged her close to him. “Are ye happy?” he asked her.

Madeline smiled. “Are you happy Jack?”

He bent his head and kissed her gently. “Aye minx.” He whispered against her lips. “Come love; let us go see what kind of trouble our son is getting into.” He said and wrapped his arm around her waist.


James Norrington was walking through town and glanced at the docks as he made his way to the fort. He felt his breath catch when he saw the familiar sails of Madeline’s ship. Had she come back? Was she here? Despite the fact at how angry he was when she left, he still loved her. He would always love her. He waited and watched as Mr. Taylor emerged from the ship and made his way towards him.

“Commodore.” Mr. Taylor said.

“Mr. Taylor. What brings you to Port Royal?” He asked sternly.

“Here for supplies and to deliver some letters.” He said crossing his arms.

“Oh.” James said raising an eyebrow.

“If ye will excuse me Commodore.” He said trying to move past him.

“Is Madeline with you?” He asked, not wanting to seem anxious if she was.

“No. She’s not.” Mr. Taylor said moving past him.

James turned. “Mr. Taylor, wait please. Is she alright?” He asked more sincere and in a hushed voice.

Mr. Taylor stopped and turned back. “Aye Commodore, she is alright.”

“Is she happy?” James asked sadly. For he feared he already knew the answer.

“Aye Commodore. She is very happy.” Mr. Taylor said turning back to make his leave. Mr. Taylor knew how deeply in love James Norrington had been with Madeline and it was apparent to him that he still was. As much as he could see how happy Madeline was with Jack, he couldn’t help but wonder if she would’ve just been happy with James.

James Norrington felt his blood boil. So Sparrow had returned. He knew it as well as he saw it in Mr. Taylor’s face. He turned on his heel and headed to the fort.

Mr. Taylor waited until the commodore was out of sight. He saw one of the boys that worked at the docks and called over to him. He pulled a shilling out of his pocket and held it up to him.

“I’ll give you this shilling boy if ye do me a favor.” He said.

“Aye sir.” The boy said. Mr. Taylor reached into his coat pocket and pulled out an envelope.

“Tomorrow morning, I want ye to take this letter to the fort and give it to Commodore Norrington. Ye are to give it to him and only him. Do ye understand boy?”

“Aye sir. Commodore Norrington only.” He said with a smile.

Mr. Taylor ruffled the boy’s hair. “Good boy.” He said and turned to the Turner house.

Mr. Taylor knocked on the door of the Turner house and smiled when Elizabeth opened it.
“Mr. Taylor!” she exclaimed. “Is it Maddy? What’s wrong? Oh, come in.” She said pulling on his arm.

Mr. Taylor hid his smile as Elizabeth went in search of Will. “Will! Come quickly.”

Will heard Elizabeth calling and came out of his study. “What is it love?” he asked. He saw Mr. Taylor standing in the foyer. “Ah, Mr. Taylor. Good to see you again. Is Maddy alright?” he asked.

“Aye.” He said and reached into his pocket and pulled out Madeline’s letter and handed it to them. Elizabeth snatched it out of his hands and ripped it open. Will arched an eyebrow at Mr. Turner who winked at him.

“Oh God Will. She needs us. We have to go to her.” Elizabeth exclaimed.

Will had an idea that something was up. “What does she say?” he asked.

“That she needs us desperately. She’s come to some sort of decision about her life and wants to tell us in person.” She said clutching the letter. “This can’t be good.”

“Well, then we shall go to her.” Will said hiding his smirk. “Mr. Taylor, when are you prepared to leave?”

“In the morning. Can ye be ready by then?” Mr. Taylor asked them.

“Of course we’ll be ready.” Elizabeth said in a snap. She turned on her heel and began calling for Tessy. She had so much to do.

Will moved closer to Mr. Taylor. “Maddy’s truly alright?” he asked.

“Aye Mr. Turner.” He said with a smile.

Will smiled. “So Jack has made things right?”

Mr. Taylor nodded. “Not a word to yer wife though. Captain Skye will have me head.” Will laughed. “I have supplies to gather. I will be by in the morning.” He turned towards the door.

“Thank you Mr. Taylor.” Will said as he followed him to the door.

“Your welcome.” He said and left. He turned towards the governor’s mansion. He had one more letter to deliver.

One of the servants led him into the drawing room as he waited for Pamela. He turned with a smile when he heard the rustle of her skirts.

“Daniel!” Pamela exclaimed. “This is a shock and surprise. Is Madeline alright?”
She asked as worry filled her mind.

Mr. Taylor smiled at her. He felt his heart beat faster when he looked at her. “Aye ma’am.

She is fine.” He said and handed her an envelope. She took it from him with an arched eyebrow. She quickly opened it and read it. A smile grew on her face. She folded the letter and looked at him.

“She’s truly happy?” she asked.

“Aye ma’am. She is.”

“I will be ready to leave when you are.” Pamela said.
“I’ll be by in the morning to collect you. Mr. & Mrs. Turner will be traveling with us as well” He said with a tip of his hat and left.

Pamela hurried to her room and summoned a maid to help her pack. As her maid packed for her, she reread Madeline’s letter and a smile grew on her face again. Jack had returned and they were going to be married. Madeline swore her to secrecy.

Mr. Taylor gathered his passengers the next morning along with the supplies that Madeline had requested. Elizabeth was almost in a frantic state. She was anxious to get to Madeline.

Both she and Will were surprised to see Pamela on board when they arrived.
Pamela explained that she also had received an urgent plea from Madeline that she needed to see her. Pamela caught Will’s look and she winked at him. Will hid his smirk when Elizabeth turned to him.

“I hope she’s alright Will. It’s been so long since we’ve heard from her.” Elizabeth said worried.

“I’m sure she’s fine.” Will said gently holding her hand. “If something was seriously wrong, we would‘ve heard.”

Elizabeth merely nodded. A million and one questions filling her mind. “Mr. Taylor, when are we leaving?” Elizabeth asked, almost whining.

“Right away Mrs. Turner.” He said laughing.

As the ship pulled away from the docks, Elizabeth looked up at the fort and saw a lone figure standing there watching. She knew without a spyglass that it was James Norrington.

After Madeline had left, he had become a cold-hearted man. Throwing himself into affairs of the military and not letting anyone get close to him. He rarely spoke to Elizabeth or Will. The pain of losing Madeline was too great.

James watched as the small ship carrying Elizabeth, Will and Pamela sailed out of the harbor of Port Royal. He knew in his heart that it was traveling back to Madeline. He wanted to follow. So badly he could taste it. He wanted to see her, kiss her, and make love to her. He wanted to kill Jack Sparrow for ruining his life. He turned on his heel and went to his office, slamming the door behind him.

A few hours later James Norrington’s head snapped up when he heard the knock on his office door.

“Enter.”

“Commodore, this young boy says he has a letter for you and was told to place it in your hands only.” One of the soldiers said.

“Come boy.” He snapped and the small child entered. “Well?” The boy handed him the letter.

He took it and saw Madeline’s handwriting. The envelope was heavy. He reached into his pocket and tossed the young boy a shilling. He turned and quickly left.

James slowly walked back to his chair and let his fingers trail over his name on the envelope.

He sat down and stared at it. A part of him didn’t want to open it and part of him did. He sighed heavily and slit it open. A locket on a chain fell out onto the desk. He picked it up and saw that it had an ‘A’ engraved on it. He pulled the letter out and slowly unfolded it. He fought back his emotions and sat back to read it.

Dearest James,
I know that you were probably never expecting to hear from me again. I just wanted to let you know that I am alright.
I’m sorry for what I put you through. You were kind enough to love me for me. Not to judge me for who I was or what I was.
I did not use you James. I did fall in love with you James. I did love you and a part of me always will. But my heart will always truly belong to one man. You know it as much as I do. My heart belongs to a pirate. He stole it long ago.
You were my world. I can never repay you for that. You were there for me when I needed you most, for that I will always be grateful.
I’m sorry I hurt you like I did, and I know that you can never forgive me.
I’m sure you’ve seen the locket. If you open it, it has a lock of Angel’s hair. You were her father before she was born and I wanted you to have a piece of her. You were part of her life even though she wasn’t your child.
Be well James. I love you.
Love,
Madeline

James Norrington felt the wetness on his cheeks and put the letter down and picked up the locket. He opened it and let his fingers trail over the softness of the hair. He closed it and put it over his neck and covered it with his shirt. Angel would always be close to him and Madeline would remain in his heart forever. He wiped his tears away and stood up. He tucked the letter in his pocket. He pulled on his jacket. So many thoughts ran through his mind.

“Damn you Sparrow.” He said out loud and left his office. He needed a drink.