A Pirates Passion

Mr. Taylor and his passengers made their way to the island of Angel’s Heart. He took an extra day and made sure that they weren’t being followed by the commodore. Elizabeth was in a tither. She wanted to get to Madeline, even though Mr. Taylor tried to reassure her that she was alright.
All was quiet aboard The Angel, Madeline’s ship, as Mr. Taylor made his rounds. He stopped when he saw Pamela sitting on a ledge looking out over the water. He slowly approached her. “Is everything alright Mrs. Barbossa?” he asked quietly.

Pamela turned and smiled at him. “You never used to call me that Daniel.” she said.

Daniel Taylor lowered his head. “Pamela.”

“That’s better. Come sit with me.” She gestured next to her. He sat down next to her, but not too close. Pamela reached for his hand and took it in hers. “Do you remember the night that we spent together?” she asked looking up at the stars.

Daniel sighed heavily. “How could I forget that night Pamela. Ye made me swear off any other woman to ever be in my life. But I could not have you. You were already his wife.” he said with an angry tone in his voice.

Pamela turned to him and took his face in her hands. “Aye , I was. And I’ve regretted it every day Daniel. I loved you. I still do.”

Daniel Taylor took her hands and kissed them. “But ye loved him too.”

Pamela nodded sadly. “I’m sorry.” she moved to sit away from him, but he held tight to her hands and engulfed her in his arms.

“Let’s just pretend that we are together. For the moment.” He said in an almost whisper.

They sat quietly for a few minutes when Pamela spoke again. “How was she when you returned to the island?”

Daniel sighed heavily. “Not good. After she buried Angel, she didn’t come down from her grave for three days. I went everyday to check on her.” his grip around Pamela tightened. “And….”

“And what Daniel?” Pamela asked turning around to look at him. Fear seized her body.

“She tried to kill herself after she buried her.” he said remember that day. “I hid in the bushes to make sure she would be alright. And as I turned to leave, I saw her pull out Jack’s pistol. She held it to her head and tried her damndest to pull that trigger.” he set Pamela away from him and stood up.

“Oh my God.” Pamela said in a whisper. “Does Jack know about this?”

“I don’t think so. I think she’s ashamed about it.“ he said. “After she realized she couldn’t do it, she cried herself asleep, and when she did, I took the pistol from her.”

“Thank you Daniel. Oh Thank you.” Pamela said and stood up. She took a hold of his arm.

“Then she started drinking. I don’t think she was sober for almost a year.” he said looking at her. “Her guilt drove her to make herself miserable.”

“For lying to Jack?”

“Aye, and for causing the commodore the pain of rejecting him. And for the loss of her daughter.“ he said quietly. “I love her Pamela. I love her as if she were my very own.”

“I know you do Daniel.” she said and looked up at him. “Daniel, kiss me.”

He looked down at her. Her face glowing from the moonlight. “It’s not right. I’m not yer equal Pamela.”

“Do you think that matters to me Daniel?” she asked and pulled his face towards hers. Their lips met and Daniel wrapped his arms around her, pulling her against him.

Elizabeth and Will were taking a turn on the deck when they came upon Pamela and Mr. Taylor. Elizabeth felt her mouth open and shut quickly. Will smirked and quickly steered her back to their cabin. Telling her to keep her mouth shut for once and let her aunt be happy.

Madeline had been busy with preparations for the wedding. She didn’t want anything large. Jack had told her she could do whatever she wanted, just let him know the time and where. JJ was happy beyond belief.

Jack was sharpening his sword on the Pearl. He smiled to himself. He felt so much tension had left him now that he had let go of his fear over trusting Maddy. But a small part of him would always be cautious. He knew that she loved him and that she would never give him reason not to trust her again. They had both paid bitterly for their anger at each other.

His smile left him when he thought about the day that Angel had been born. And died. He still blamed himself for not being there. If he had been there perhaps she would have lived. But Madeline was right, he had no way of knowing because of what Jacquette had done.

The strokes of the sharpening stone on his sword became fierce as he thought about what Louis Jacquette had done to Maddy and their daughter. He was glad that he was dead, but he wished he would’ve been the one to kill him. Not Maddy. But the past was in the past. There was nothing he could do to change it.

“Jack.” Madeline said as she came up behind him. “Are you alright?”

Jack looked up and set his sword aside. He reached for her and she moved to sit in his lap. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tight. “Aye love, I’m alright.” He said quietly as he looked out at the ocean.

Madeline could tell that something was wrong. She reached her finger under his chin and turned his head to look at her. “Jack, what’s on your mind?”

“I was just thinking.”

“About?” Madeline asked looking at him.

“I should have been there to protect you from him. But my bloody pride prevented me from being there for you.”

“Jack.” Madeline said leaning in to kiss him gently. “It’s over. He’s dead.”

“Aye, he is. So is our daughter.” He said angrily. He set her next to him and stood up. Madeline stood and wrapped her arms around him from behind. “I can’t change the past.”

“I know Jack.” She said fighting back her tears. He turned around and lowered his lips to hers.

Jack kissed her passionately. Wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close. Madeline slowly pulled away from his lips and smirked at him.

“Is yer sword sharp?” she asked with a wink. Jack set her away from him.

“Is my sword sharp?” He asked as he unsheathed it from his hip. “Aye minx, it’s sharp.”

Madeline took a step back and unsheathed her own sword. It had been so long since they had sparred. She slowly ran her blade along his. Jack cocked his head at her.

“Ye should know better than to cross blades with a pirate Maddy.” He said with a glint of humor in his eye.

“When have I ever known better?” she asked with a wink.