Pirates of the Caribbean: The Robin's Flight (chapter 27 FINAL) I Promise

So this is it!!! This is the LAST chapter of The Robin's Flight!
So far away, so far away . . .
The crewmen of the Black Pearl and the Black Rose sailed to the other side of Curacao where the main ports were located. They landed off Willemstad port, the most notorious of Curacao's ports for its whorehouses and its pubs. Once they had anchored down their ships, the majority of the men had stormed into the port and headed directly into those two attractions, bringing women and booze back onto the ships. Everyone was determined to be in raucous celebration from knowing they had not come out of their adventure empty-handed, and most importantly, knowing that they had lived to tell of it; the mermaids, the Mermaid's Tear, and the fierce battle against a traitor, among other things. Their revelry attracted more pirates onto the ships, so much that there were longboats floating around in the water, filled with more pirates and their women and rum. On the Black Pearl, someone struck a cheerful tune with a fiddle, which was quickly joined with a couple of drums, more fiddles, a pair of pipes, and two Spanish guitars. Robin was one of the first onto the makeshift dance floor in the middle of the Pearl's main deck. He pulled Isabella onto the floor, despite her protesting that she did not know how to dance. "Not know how to dance?" Robin exclaimed in surprise. It was an unheard of notion for him, who came from a family of dancers. For instance, a few steps behind them, Jack and Em were in their own wild square-dance that included much spinning and Em's long hair flying everywhere. Robin took one of Isabella's hands and placed her other hand on his shoulder before playing his own other hand on her waist. "There you go. Now, allow me to lead you," he instructed her. Isabella looked up into his dark brown eyes so that he met her blue eyes. They blushed heavily. In a daring moment, Robin quickly dipped down and placed a chaste kiss on her soft lips, which elicited a cheer from those who saw. Robin taught Isabella how to move her feet to match his steps until she had caught the gist of it and they were turning in quick, sporadic circles like his parents. "Ooh, bradda!" Zanka came flying out of nowhere. In a split second, he had Isabella out of Robin's arms and into his own for a waltz around the entire dance floor. "The little robin's lost his mate!" "'Ey boy, yer just gonna let 'im take yer lass?" Robin laughed at the jokes, which he knew were anything but malevolent, as he watched Isabella get pulled around by his enthusiastic best friend. Robin felt a tap on his shoulder, and when he turned around, he was suddenly pulled into a jig with his mother. "I'm so proud of you," she said in his ear when he circled her around him. When she was standing in front of him again, Robin could see Em's dark brown eyes, his eyes, were glassy with unshed tears. "Thanks Mum," he told her before his father came over and pulled her out of Robin's arms. With a light blush of embarrassment for the two of them, he watched as Jack pulled Em towards the helm by the hand amid various catcalls from the crewmen. "Jack, I was speaking to our son!" Em cried as she tried to resist his strength, and failed horribly. The smile tugging at the corners of her mouth wasn't helping matters either. "Jack!" Em exclaimed when the pirate suddenly lifted her body and carried her up the stairs, only letting her down when they were behind the great steering wheel. "Why am I here?" she demanded angrily. Jack Sparrow brought her into his arms and kissed her deeply. When they parted, Jack whispered, "Shut up, luv," before kissing her again. Robin quickly turned away from the sight with his face bright red. He noticed Isabella was beside him again, looking unashamedly at his kissing parents. Isabella sighed dreamily. "They look so wonderful together. And happy," she added with another sigh. Robin nodded. However, he still wasn't looking at his parents. He was staring at Isabella's face, which was flushed red from dancing around with Zanka. Her blue eyes themselves were dancing with the hundreds of lit lanterns all over the two pirate ships. Robin thought she was the one who looked wonderful. Hesitating at first, he slowly placed his arm around her small waist. Isabella turned her head towards him and smiled widely before she slipped out from under his arm and took it. She began to pull him towards Zanka, who was toe dancing with a woman who looked like a bar maid. "Let's dance some more, Robin!" Isabella shouted above the music and the crescendo of voices. "You know, Captain Sparrow, I'm surprised to not have tasted one drop of rum from your mouth," Em teased as she and Jack parted again for air at the helm. Jack's eyes widened with that realization. He held up a finger. "Hold that thought for a second, darling," he said. Emelia Kraven threw her head back and laughed as she watched him fly down the stairs in search for the nearest keg of the spicy amber liquid. Em walked around the wooden steering wheel until she stood just behind the balcony. She leaned on the railing and watched the celebration below. She watched as Robin spun Isabella around before he lifted her up in the air by the waist and brought her back down into a kiss. Em felt a presence next to her. She turned to look and saw that it was Jack with two bottles of rum, one of which he handed to her. "And what, I must ask, has caught yer fancy other than me, Emelia?" Jack asked curiously as he too leaned forward onto the railing. Em motioned towards their son, who was trying to convince Isabella to accompany him to the bow of the ship, where it was less crowded with people. "Robin's grown so much since he left Barbados," Em said softly. She sniffed a little. "And I had nothing to do with it." Jack tried not to roll his eyes at what he saw as her motherly "antics". He leaned down to kiss her on the forehead before heading off towards the stairs again. "Where are you going?" Em called. His gruff voice floated back to her above the chaos of noise. "I needa speak to our son." Not surprisingly to Jack, Robin had succeeded in convincing Isabella to accompany him to the bow. They were cuddling awkwardly as only young people of their age could. That made Jack chuckle as he approached them. "Robin." Robin jumped apart from Isabella, almost making her fall backwards from her place on the edge of the ship had he not caught her around the waist in time. He turned around to face his father. "Aye, captain?" he asked uncertainly. For some reason, having been caught with Isabella in his arms, Robin felt almost guilty, something he had not felt in a long time. Jack allowed himself to freely roll his eyes. "Now, I want none o' that captain stuff at the mo'," he said loftily. He bowed a little to Isabella. "'Scuse us, Izzy, but I need to borrow yer bonny lad here," he told her, winking. Isabella giggled. "Alright, Captain Sparrow," she said. Reluctantly, Robin followed Jack past the celebrators and into his cabin. When the doors had shut out the loudest of the noise outside and Jack had settled into his ornate armchair did Robin question why he was in Jack's quarters. Jack motioned towards the stool in front of him on the other side of his writing desk. "Sit boy," he ordered. "This isn't some sort of strict briefing." Thoroughly confused now, Robin did as he was told. "Father, what's this about?" Robin asked again. Jack took one swig of rum before placing his boots on top of his desk. He merely smirked at the question. Jack placed one hand behind his head after he had tipped his tricorn hat over his mesmerizing eyes. "Ye know, son, I once ran away from me home. Just like you," Jack said out of the blue. Robin's eyebrows rose sharply. He was completely stunned by this sudden revelation. His father had also run away? "Why?" was the first question Robin blurted out. Jack laughed softly and tipped his hat back out of his eyes before he pierced Robin with them. "Believe it or not, I ran away from home because I didn't want to be a pirate." Jack dropped his legs back to the ground and sat forward with one finger held up between his two eyes. "A captain I wanted to be with me whole heart, yes, but a pirate like the rest o' me mad family? Never, I believed then." "Why didn't you want to be like them?" Robin asked eagerly. He never heard of any other family than what came from his mother's side. From Jack's side, Captain Teague, keeper of the Pirate Codex, was all Robin knew. Jack made a derisive noise with the back of his throat at the memories of his wayward extended family that flashed through his mind. "Firs' o' all, they were all mad by some degree," he started. "Once, me grandmum tried to cut off me right hand out o' a fit o' rage." Despite the grim memory, Jack loved seeing Robin's eyes go wide with wonder and even a bit of horror. Jack smiled bitterly then. "But, no matter how much I was in trouble when I was a lad, me ol' dad was always there to get me outta the worst o' the trouble," he added. Robin heard the underlying sadness with those words and dared to wonder out loud, "Did you and Captain Teague get along well?" Jack's laugh was as bitter as his smile. "O' course not. I was convinced me dad wanted me to be a pirate as everyone else in the family. And, I hated that 'e always had to be the one to get me outta trouble," he added dryly. Robin smiled ironically, for he knew exactly what this father of his was talking about. It was the same with him and his mother before he had left home. "What changed, though?" Robin asked. "You're obviously a pirate now." "I haven't noticed in the slightest," Jack deadpanned. He laced his fingers together and leaned his elbows on top of his writing desk. "The change happened well after I ran away from home. On me own, with a ship o' me own named The Barnacle, I lost all my crew and was betrayed by an uppity lad who, it turned out, was the cousin of later on Commander James Norrington." Robin didn't know how wide his eyes could go or how high his eyebrows could rise before Jack's story was over. "How did you escape?" he whispered. "Barely," Jack grunted. "The whole ruse and betrayal was to lead Captain Teague to me and then capture him. He used his connections with then-Royal Navy sailor Joshamee Gibbs to get us free." Jack raised a finger and pointed it at Robin. "Me dad told me something important though. He always knew tha' I would become a pirate. It's in me blood. But back then, I wasn't ready to know what bein' a pirate truly was." "But now you know," Robin clarified. Jack nodded. "And you do, too," he told his son. "And the fact of the whole matter is that I eventually accepted my destiny." "And me? What is my destiny?" Robin asked curiously. Jack shrugged carelessly. "That's up to you, lad." A thoughtful look crossed his previously serious expression. "I don't think you've ever told me about Barbados. I've always tried to ask Emelia, but she always avoided the subject, for some reason," he said aloud. Now it was Robin's turn to shrug carelessly. "I don't know if there's much to say about Barbados," he said honestly. "Go on," Jack urged, with an almost surprising eagerness. Robin's mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water as he tried to mentally grab for a good thread of description of his home for the last thirteen years. "Well, I admit that when me and-or Zanka aren't causing trouble, the whole island is peaceful. It is a beautiful place," he reiterated quickly. "We live in Bridgetown, the main port town. It's worked for Mum all these years. She loves the island more than me, frankly." Jack nodded in agreement. "I could always tell that she did," he said. "And I always told her that I would love to see where she had grown up as a girl." Robin stopped mid-nod and narrowed his eyes suspiciously at his father. "Why are you really asking me all this? Describing Barbados, I mean," Robin added. Jack cracked a proud grin. "Ye undeniable got tha' from me." He shifted his eyes a little and cleared his throat nervously. "I haven't told yer mother yet, but I'm thinking o' comin' wit the both o' ye back to the island. For a while," he added quickly when he saw Robin's jaw drop. "I can't stay too long from the sea." Robin jumped up from the stool, grinning from ear to ear. "That's wonderful, Father!" he exclaimed. "Mother will be so happy!" Jack slowly stood up and walked around the desk. He was instantly crashed into by Robin, who couldn't help launching himself at his father into a bone crushing hug. After a moment's awkward hesitation, Jack replied by hugging his son back.
For the LAST time I ask you for this story, GO TO THE RESULTS!!!

The Black Pearl and The Black Rose parted for their own ways two days after the celebration. The Rose sailed to Port Royal and the Pearl to Barbados with Em accompanying Robin and Jack. Jack had immediately told Em of his decision to return to Barbados with the rest of his family after telling his son, and Em had taken the news with jubilance and many tears. She had immediately asked what would be the Black Pearl's fate, and Jack had swiftly responded by saying that since Robin would certainly follow the path of their family tradition, the Pearl would unofficially be Robin's since Jack wasn't so keen as to completely let go of his beloved ship yet. "And Isabella?" Emelia Kraven asked softly when she and Jack were at the helm the morning they would arrive at the island. It was only a few minutes away from being seen on the horizon. Jack placed his free arm around Em's waist and nodded his chin at the bow of the Pearl. "Look fer yerself, luv," he told her. Em turned her head and watched as their son made his way to where the girl stood by herself at the front of the ship. The crashing waves below were spraying her face and her clothes, yet, Isabella seemed not to care at all. She seemed very lost in thought when Robin finally stopped right next to her, even jumping when he wrapped his arm around her small waist. "Why are you all alone here, Isabella?" he asked her. Robin then noticed the tears rolling down from the corners of her blue eyes. "Isabella?" She sniffed and wiped her tears away. "It's nothing," she said thickly. She looked at Robin and saw the look on his face and gave a watery laugh. "You get to go home, Robin. But I, I have no home to return to," she confessed. A pair of footsteps came up from behind them. When the couple turned around, it was Robin's mother with her hands on her hips and a compassionate smile on her face. "You do have a home, Isabella," Em chided the girl gently. She spread her arms out. "You are part of our family now." She nodded towards Robin. "You're part of his life now." Robin nodded and hugged Isabella towards his tighter. "Mum's right." In Isabella's ear, he whispered, "And I won't ever leave you. I promise." Isabella laughed and cried at the same time as she laid her head on Robin's shoulder. They turned back to the front and watched as the green island of Barbados came into view along the horizon.

FIN. ******************************* Thank you to EVERYONE who stuck with me through both of my pirate's fanfiction, and thank you to everyone who will read these two stories afterwards! I will soon post up a notice on what the future of my writings will be because I really have a LOT in store for everyone! RATE AND MESSAGE!!!