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A Pirates Passion	By : Shelle Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > General Views: 2529 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Admiral James Norrington locked himself in his quarters aboard the Dauntless. He had put Gillette in charge. He ripped off his wig and threw it across the room and then pulled off his uniform.
He sank to the floor and sobbed. Sobbed for the woman he had loved and lost. Forever. He would never forgive himself for the injustice he had committed. He had murdered the only thing that ever truly mattered to him. His jealousy and rage over Jack Sparrow had killed Madeline.
He spent the remainder of the voyage back to Port Royal locked in his quarters with a bottle of brandy in one hand and a pistol in the other. He wanted to kill himself. The pain of what he did was too great.
On the third day, Gillette knocked on the door letting him know that they would soon be arriving back in Port Royal. James threw the bottle across the room and the pistol on his bed. He washed up and shaved and then redressed in his uniform.
�Will, answer the door.� Elizabeth yelled to her husband as she cradled a baby on her hip. �Jack William Turner, stop putting mud in your sister�s hair.� she yelled.
Will came out of his study to see his wife wrestling with the baby and trying to pull apart their other two children. He smiled at her and pulled his children apart. �Scram and clean up.� they went running. And he went to answer the door.
�Admiral.� Will said in surprise. �Thought you were on your way to Hong Kong.� Will looked at James Norrington and knew something was terribly wrong. �What�s happened?�
Elizabeth could hear Will speaking, but heard no response from the admiral. She slowly approached the open door. �What is it. What�s wrong?� she looked at Will who was still looking at James.
James sighed heavily and removed his hat. �It is with deep regret and extreme grief that I bring you news of your cousin�s death.�
Elizabeth reached for Will�s arm and he immediately pulled her into his arms.
�What?� she asked. Not wanting to believe it. �Maddy�s dead?�
�Yes ma�am. I�m very sorry.� James said lowering his head, fighting the tears that threatened.
Will continued to hold Elizabeth as she cried. A maid came to take the baby from her. �How do you know she�s dead?� he asked.
James Norrington raised his head and couldn�t fight his sorrow and tears any longer. �I killed her.�
Elizabeth felt her knees weaken and thanked Will silently as he held her up.
�You killed her?!� Will shouted. �What in the bloody hell do you mean you killed her?�
�We intercepted the Black Pearl and attacked.� he said in deep regret. �She jumped in front of Sparrow, saving his life and sacrificing her own.�
Elizabeth let go of Will and began to beat James with her fists. �I hate you! I hate you!� she yelled at him. Will pulled her back into his arms and held her as she sobbed.
�You�d best leave now, Admiral Norrington.� Will said, pulling his wife back into the house and slamming the door.
Will picked Elizabeth up and carried her upstairs to their room where they both cried. They made plans to go to Angel�s Heart as soon as possible.
James Norrington made his way to the governor�s mansion and informed Governor Swann that his niece was dead and by his own hand. He also told the governor that he was resigning his commission and would be leaving Port Royal within the next few days. He could not live with the guilt of the pain that he had caused to so many people. He set sail for the colonies a short time later. Never to be heard from again.
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For two days Jack steered the Black Pearl. Taking little time to rest or eat. A bottle of rum was never far away. During the times when he did rest, he would go and sit with Maddy�s body. He had cut two long locks of her hair and braided them in with his own. He wanted to always have a part of her with him. He cut another two and placed them in his desk in his cabin.

Pamela, Camille, and Katrina sat on Pamela�s porch talking. Katrina had just returned from France where she had been going to school. On one of their journey�s Jack and Maddy had taken her there. Camille wanted her to go to the same school she did as a child. Katrina had been gone for close to four years and had blossomed into a beautiful woman.
Daniel Taylor slowly approached his wife and the others. �Ship coming.� he said quietly.

Pamela looked at her husband with a quizzical look. �Daniel, what�s wrong? Who is it?� she asked standing up and moving towards him.
�It�s the Pearl.�
�What are they doing back already?� Pamela wondered. �They are supposed to be going to Singapore.� she looked at Camille and Katrina who now had very worried looks on their faces.
�The flag is flying at half mast.� Daniel said reaching for Pamela�s hand. Camille gasped loudly. �Come, let us go and wait for them at the docks.� he said.
Together the four of them went to the docks. As they watched the Black Pearl approach and dock, they could see the somber looks on the faces of the pirates. Pamela squeezed Daniel�s hand tightly as she did not know what was going on.
�Maman?� Katrina questioned her mother.
�I do not know.� Camille said.

Jack could see Pamela standing on the dock with Daniel. Telling her about Maddy was going to be very difficult. They had grown so close over the years. Forming a true mother-daughter bond. He turned to Gibbs. �Give me a few minutes so that I may tell her. And then I will help you bring Maddy up.� he said and began to make his way down the gangplank.
Pamela released Daniel�s hand when she saw Jack. She could see the solemn look on his face as she approached him. �Jack? What�s wrong? Why are you back already.�
Jack stopped in front of his mother-in-law and reached for her hands. �Pamela, � he began. �There is no easy way to say this.�
�Is it JJ? Where�s Madeline?� she asked glancing over his shoulder. When he didn�t respond right away, she felt as if something left her. �Oh God, it�s Madeline isn�t it.�
�Aye.� Jack said. �She�s dead Pamela. I�m sorry.�
Pamela clung to his arms, trying to keep a hold of her emotions. �Who Jack? Who would kill my baby?� she asked as tears pooled in her eyes. �Oh Jack, oh God. No.� she sobbed.
Jack wrapped his arms around her and hugged her. There was nothing more he could do.

�Oh Jack, she was so beautiful. So full of life. Who would want to kill her?� Pamela said looking up at him.
�She died saving me.� he said.
�Saving you? I don�t understand.�
Jack took a deep breath. �She saw Norrington raise his pistol at me and put herself between me and the pistol.�
Pamela swallowed the breath that she had been holding. �Where, where is she?� she asked, wondering if Jack had buried her at sea.
�She�s in the hold. I wanted her to be next to our daughter. Where she should be.� he said quietly. �I want the funeral tomorrow. At sunset. She loved the sunset.�
Pamela nodded. �She did.� she said in a whisper. �Is she �..�
�Mr. Clark and Cotton built her a coffin and she�s prepared Pamela. There is nothing else to do for her.� he said. He turned when he heard footsteps behind him. He saw Gibbs, JJ, Timothy and a few others carrying the coffin.
Pamela saw them and went rushing over. She let her hand glide over Maddy�s still face. �Oh Maddy.� she looked up at JJ who looked just as stern as his father. She quickly brushed her tears, but they kept falling. �Please take her to my house. We can have a small wake for her before tomorrow.� she said and watched as they took her daughter to her house.
Jack hung his head as they carried Maddy past him. �I�ll be at the house.� he said to Pamela and turned towards the house that he shared with Maddy when he was at Angel�s Heart. He felt as if there were weights in his boots as he stepped up onto the porch. He slowly opened the door and walked inside. He found a bottle of rum and began to wander through the house. Going from room to room. Thinking about Maddy the entire time.
As he returned to the sitting room, he looked up over the fireplace and saw her portrait. He had persuaded her to have it done when they had taken a trip to Italy. He sat down on the couch. She was smiling, but a sly smile, as if she was hiding something. She had been wearing his favorite dress and her black pearls. He took a long swallow of rum and rested his head on the back of the couch. He closed his eyes and the tears began to fall. �Oh Maddy. I�m trying so hard to be strong.� he said out loud. His eyes returned to the portrait. �You promised me.� he said as his fingers moved to the locket medallion he wore. He looked down at it, now stained and dried with blood. Her rings also were stained with her blood. Jack kissed the rings and stood up, making his way to the bedroom. There he pulled off his boots and lay down on the bed. He clutched her pillow to him and fell into an exhausted sleep.

JJ watched as the crew settled his mother�s coffin in his grandmother�s house. He wrapped his arms around himself. Seeing her lying there was almost too much for him to take. He wondered if his Da would ever speak to him. He hadn�t uttered one thing to him since right after his mother died. He was so angry, he wanted to kill Norrington. Not caring if he loved his mother or not. It was his shot that had killed her. He couldn�t watch any longer. Tomorrow would be even harder when they buried her. He turned and left the house. He made his way to the hills.
Katrina watched JJ from a distance. Her heart ached for him. She had loved him since they were children. She wanted to comfort him. Help him with his pain. Her own heart ached. She had loved Madeline. Her mother and Madeline had been best friends and were like sisters. She glanced at her mother who was helping Pamela with preparing for the wake and the funeral. She knew where JJ was headed. A place that he and Timothy and she had made when they were children. It was a place where they sought refuge to avoid punishment.
�Maman, I�m going to check on JJ.� she said and headed towards the door. Camille didn�t answer her. She was too caught up in her own grief.
Katrina stopped at her mother�s house and grabbed a few blankets and a bottle of rum and made her way to the hills.
JJ stood in the tree house and looked out the window at the ocean. His mind going back to the day his mother had died. He had seen her running towards his father. Heard her shouts to him and then he had seen Norrington take aim, killing her. He had watched in stunned silence as he held his own musket rifle, not being able to stop him. Guilt racked through him. He could�ve saved her. If he had, she might still be alive. Tears streamed down his cheeks. �I�m sorry Mum.� he said in a choked voice, burying his face in his hands and falling to his knees.
Katrina could hear his sobs. She had climbed the ladder to the tree house and put the blankets on the small mattress that was there. He must not have heard her because he didn�t turn around. She moved to his side and knelt next to him. She put her arms around his shoulders and pulled him into her embrace.
�JJ, I�m so sorry.� she whispered.
JJ let Katrina hold him as he cried. After a few minutes, JJ lifted his head to see who was holding him. He hadn�t even looked. �Kat?� he looked at her. Despite his grief, his heart slammed in his chest. She had become so beautiful.
Katrina smiled at him and brushed away his tears. �Aye JJ. I�ve come home.� she said in a quiet voice.
JJ clung to her arms. �She�s gone Kat. She�s gone and I could�ve saved her.�
�What do you mean JJ?�
JJ let go of her and sat with his back against the wall. �I saw her running. Running towards Da. Shouting at him.� he said.
Katrina moved next to him. Sitting on her knees facing him. �What happened?� she asked.
�She saw Norrington preparing to shoot Da, and she ran in front of his shot.� he said staring out into the space in front of him. JJ turned to look at her. �I could�ve saved her Kat. My musket was loaded and ready, and I stood there and just watch my mother be killed. It�s my fault she�s dead.� he said pushing himself up to his feet. He moved to the opposite wall and punched it. Putting a hole through the wood and hurting his hand in the process.
Katrina was on her feet and by his side in an instant. She took his hands in hers, kissing the now sore one. She reached up and cupped his cheek in her hand. �It isn�t your fault JJ.� she said gently.
He tried to pull away, but JJ could feel the strength in her touch. �It is Kat. If I had been paying closer attention, I could�ve killed him before he hurt them.� he said angrily. �It�s my fault.� he said again.
�JJ, it happened. There is nothing you could�ve done.� Katrina said, trying to help to comfort him.
JJ sucked in a breath at the feel of her lips on his hand. He looked down at her hand holding his and brought it up towards his lips. He kissed her palm and then looked at her. �Why are ye here?�
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