Well welcome to my sequel to Just Visiting. I hope you like. So the first chapter is picking up right where we left off with the last chapter of JV. So R&R people, R&R.

Disclaimer: As I've stated many times before, I still don't own Pirates.

Armelle's POV

I sat in my room for quite sometime after Jack had left. I wasn't sure as to what I was going to do, but I knew I had to do something. So, with that I got out of the armchair and dressed. It was early afternoon when I came down from my room into Della's tavern, it was so quiet. Then again, this is Tortuga, none of its inhabitants would dare be awake at this hour. Della wasn't in the tavern, so I headed towards her small office in the back of the tavern. I knocked, lightly, on the old, wooden door. Della's voice called me in. I carefully opened the door, afraid if I used too much forced it'd break, and walked in. Della stood up from behide her desk and came out, greeting me with a hug.

"Where's Jack?" Della asked me, looking over my shoulder.

Sighing, I replied, "Not here."

"He took your ship didn't he?" Della asked, jokingly.

"No, I gave her and my crew to him. I felt that I owed him for dragging him through my venture that didn't really work out. Granted I did get my revenge on my first mate, but the map is another story." I explained with chuckle.

Della sighed as she and I walked out into the tavern, "You didn't listen to me."

"What are you talking about?" I asked, confused.

"I told you to watch yourself around Jack." Della reminded me.

"Aye, I remember you telling me that, I still have no clue as to what you're talking about." I told her honestly.

"You look as though you had very little sleep last night, but you have this little glisten in your eyes." Della continued, shaking her head as she went behind the bar of the tavern. With me sitting infront of it.

"Della, I'm sorry, but I'm honestly not following with what you're saying." I apologized.

"You beded with Jack Sparrow!" She huffed, almost scolding me.

I couldn't believe she could tell. Was it that obvious? Or was it something she knew from experience? Nevertheless, I couldn't believe she shouted that in the open air. Not that there was anyone to hear her.

Groaning, "So what if I did?"

"It's not that you did, it's the fact that you were swayed by him. You allowed yourself to fall for him. You love him don't you?" Della question me with an air of confidence.

"You're right, I do." I whispered.

Smiling, Della asked, "You're going to be here for awhile?"

"Aye, I am." I told her with a chuckle.

With that Della offered for me to stay with her as long as I need to. Free of charge. Which was good for me because I was not sure what my next move was. I had done everything I had set out to do, except I had planned that I would have the charts to The Fountain of Youth. Lost in my thought I hadn't noticed that Della had left, I looked around the tavern and she wasn't there. No sooner I was about to get up and look for her, Della reappeared. Food in hand.

Setting down the plate of eggs and potatoes, Della asked me, "Does Jack know you love him?"

"I don't know, I would hope he does, but I never told him." I sighed, a bit disappointed in myself.

I had been at Della tavern/inn for just about a month and half now. Seeing if I could find a new venture or crew, or both. However, not many men were willing to have a woman on board, let alone as captain. And the few that were had other things in mind for my purpose on their ship. Which I had no intentions of would mark the month and half of my staying in the inn. With no luck I returned to my room, that was still free of charge. For how long that was going to be I wasn't quite sure. Della seemed to getting a bit frustrated with my being here so long. But who could blame her? Once I reached my room, I lay down on the bed. From there I decided that by tomorrow afternoon I would leave. The following morning I fond myself running to the privy and getting sick. Hoping it was nothing I walked out of the privy, only to bump into Della.

"You're with child." She stated flatly as she continued on her way.

Confused and taken back by what she said I followed her, "What? How can you be so sure?"

"You were here six weeks exactly, I'm assuming your monthly visitor is missing and it takes six weeks for symptoms of being with child to appear after you've beded with someone. That someone being Jack Sparrow." Della rambled off to me.

"I'm going to be leaving by noon today." I informed Della, ignoring what she had just told me.

Turning around quickly, Della asked me, "Have you found a crew to join?"

"I was considering one, but now that I'm with child...I don't want a life of piracy for it." I told her, placing a hand on my soon to be growing stomach.

"Do you have a place to go? If not I do not want you to leave. You could stay and work here." Della offered me.

I shook my head, "No, I have a place to go."

Nodding, Della gave me a smile, "Be careful."

"I will, and thank you for all you have done." I said, saying goodbye.

I left Della's tavern and bought some supplies with some money Della had kindly given me. I soon fould myself at the docks, commandeering a small dingey. I set sail towards Port Royal. I figured I'd be there in three days if the weather was fair.

I sailed for the three planned days, but I found myself staying up the entire third day. I finally found myself at the docks of Port Royal at mid evening. I gave the dock manger three shillings and asked to keep quiet about my arrival, which he did. I made the long walk over to the fort, with no sleep. However, I made it to the fort by night fall, but I soon found myself falling over out of sheer exhaustion with everything becoming dark...

I awoke and found myself in a large bed, full of white and cream embroidered comforters and sheets. And myself dressed in a night dress, with the morning Caribbean sun filtering. I sat up slowly, rubbed my eyes, and saw a tall man standing by the large bay window, looking out into the harbor. The man wore a blue naval petticoat with a golden lining. His hat was of the same color, with a thin lining of white feathers at the top, he also donned a white powered wig. The man turned around and I saw James Norrington standing infront of me.

"Armelle!" He exclaimed as he rushed over to my side.

I smiled, weary, "James...how are you?"

"I think it would be better for me to ask you the same." James replied.

"Fine. Where am I and how did I get here?" I asked, looking around.

"You're at Fort Charles in my quarters. One of the admirals found you outside of the fort. I was so releaved to see that you were alive. I had lost all hope of finding you." James said happily.

"Yes, I had too." I lied, with a short smile.

Looking around before he asked, "They didn't harm you in any way did they?"

"Who?" I asked unsure as to what James was talking about.

"The pirates that took you." James clarifed.

I looked away from James, now knowing what he was indirectly asking me. I was unsure as to what to say, because I still knew James wanted to get married. Hoping for the sake of the baby and that James would still have me; I nodded slowly.

"Yes, it was the first mate." I lied once more as I returned my gaze upon James.

James looked down for a moment, but then brought his head back up, "It doesn't matter. I still love you Armelle."

I nodded, "Are you sure?"

"I could never question my love for you." James reassured me.

"Thank you James." I said with a smile.

James nodded, "Rest, we'll speak of the wedding another day."

"Okay." I nodded in agreement.

That other day, came two days later. James, my father, mother, and myself all sat in James' office. My father and mother sent my this stare of disappointment, I assumed only because I was no longer a virgin or something on those lines or because I was slouching, or both. I could not believe that James had told them that and I still could not believe how uncomfortable corsets were. Never will I know how I dealt with these things for all those years! I thought went back and forth between the looks I was recieving from my parents and how I much I missed being a pirate. I could barely pay attention to the wedding details, I merely heard something about two weeks when I picked my head up. James was shaking hands with my father, and my mother stood there shaking my arm. Cheering how I was to be married in two weeks.

Those two weeks seemed to be a complete blur to me. Most of my time was spent standing in front of a large mirror. While all during that time, James and my parents planned the wedding. Menus were selected, flower colors choosen, and musicans hired. By the end of the two weeks my dressed was completed and everything was set into place. Although for them it was quite easy, alls they had to do was call upon the same people they hired from our previous wedding plan. Well before I was 'captured by pirates'.

So here I stood on the day of my wedding, in front of the same mirror I've been standing in front of for the past two weeks. I stood there in my elaborately designed dress of cream, white, and light yellow. My hair was pulled all into curls that sat atop of my head with a small silver tiara that held my veil on my head. My chambermaids put on my make up, who did dare let me in any sun whatsoever, in fear that my already ruined complexion would get worst. Also in hopes that the tan would lighten, which it did.

I was handed my bouquet of yellow roses and white lilies. I walked down the spiral steps of my parents home and into the awaiting carriage that took me to the church. I stepped out of the carriage, where I was greeted by my mother and father, who took me into the church and to the outdoor 'garden'. There I saw all of the guests seated and waiting for me, both my parents went to their seats and I descened down the aisle. James greeted me with a caring smile as I approached the alter.

"You look beautiful." He whispered to me.

I smiled and then turned to the priest. James and I exchanged our vows and the priest pronouced us husband and wife. All of the guest clapped as James and I kissed. It was the early evening when our wedding was over, there was no reception tonight, but the following afternoon. James and I walked down the aisle, towards the awaiting carriage that was talking us to our new home. Our house was built for James and I for a wedding gift from his parents. It was quite large, but it's nothing compared to the Governor's mansion. James and I got out of the carriage and entered our new home.

Well that's the end of the first chapter. I hoped you liked it! There will be a new chapter up shortly.