Title: Love on the High Seas: "Their Colors"
Author: Pirate Turner
Rating: PG-13
Summary: She comes to him at night wrapped in their colors.
Timeline: This story happens sometime after the end of the series.
Disclaimer: Angel, Cordelia Chase, and all other recognizable characters, names, and titles used within are © & TM their rightful owners, not the author; are used without permission; and may not be used without permission. The Love on the High Seas series is © & TM Pirates Sparrow, also known as Captain Jack Sparrow, and Turner and may not be used without permission. Everything else are © & TM the author. The author makes absolutely no profit off of this work of fan fiction, and no copyright infringement is intended.

She came to him at night, her luscious body, kissed golden by the sun, wrapped in colors she would have never thought to have worn before him. As a Princess, she'd once had her pick of fine clothing and had loved adorning herself in golds, silvers, purples, and pinks. Bright colors had spoken of the fun she was supposed to have as a woman with title, and even on her darkest days, until she had gone on the run, dark colors had rarely touched her flesh. Black and white were somber colors, shades she'd once thought should only be worn on the most grievous or serious of occasions, and a skull was an image to be feared.

Yet, those were the very colors and image of the flag she chose to wear this magical night as her only dressing. Moreover, they were their colors, the colors of the people who had saved them both when they'd had nowhere else to go. Angel had told her of how Jack had saved him, and she knew he felt he owed his life to the Pirate Captain for allowing him the second chance he'd not felt the right to allow himself. They had both given her a second chance, too, saving her not only from her arranged marriage but also from her father, the King, himself.

She had every reason now to be as bright and cheery as the colors she'd once worn, but she didn't need gold and silver in her life any longer. She was proud to be a Piratess, proud to wear these colors, and even more proud to open the door of the cabin Clark had built for them and see the look on her husband's face when she stepped into the bedroom chamber. "Angel," she said the words she'd practiced so many times just to make sure she'd have the courage to actually say them to him, "thanks for saving my life with your love," and then she showed him all the gratitude in her heart and in the world as she dropped the flag.

The End