A/N: Sorry that I haven't posted in a long time. But now I did. Won't keep you waitin'!

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"Wake up, Mrs. Lovey-Dovey!" I heard a little voice rasp into my ear.

Mrs. Lovey-Dovey? What the hell are you talking about?I groaned loudly, turning to my other side. I stretched out my hand, and felt something soft, and. . . Hairy? Like. . . Hair.

"You'll find out, soon enough. Make sure to wake up the Captain." Cotton told me. I was utterly confused.

What? I'm not talking to the Captain. Get that straight through your head Cotton! I gingerly yelled at him, though he wasn't listening.

"Old mutt." I murmured under my breath. It's a little joke Cotton and I have.

"What was that Luv?" Another voice moaned... right in front of me.

"Nothing Jack." I moaned right back, and stayed silent for a few moments, until it hit me.

I jumped up and flew off the bed, Jack's bed, taking the covers with me.

I landed with a small Thump! on the cold, hard wooden floor, getting a few splinters.

"Ow! Blast that old, God-forsaken no good. . ." I cursed suddenly. Jack's head popped out from the bed.

"Oi Luv! I won't have that kind 'er language in me cabin!" He said. I rolled my eyes.

"Sure Jack." Then I noticed something.

"Jack?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Yes?"

"Why the bloody hell am I naked?" I asked with an angered tone. His eyebrows creased, confused.

"I am too. Ye wanna see?" he asked.

"No, thank you!" I cried, turning my head. Getting up with the blankets wrapped tightly around me, I wandered around looking for my clothes. They weren't anywhere to be found.

"Oi!" I turned my head, and saw Jack sitting in a very relaxed position, his pants on (thank the Lord) holding my clothing within his grasp.

"Jack, give them to me?" I asked politely, batting my eyelashes. He smirked.

"That's not going to work, Luv. If you want them, come and get them." He simply said, not showing any intentions of giving them back, and I growled, angery. Slowly, with the covers, I walked to Jack.

"Jack! You don't suppose I could walk around the deck like this all day, do you? Everyone would see my. . . Private area's, let us say." I said, climbing onto the bed, cautiously.

"I wouldn't mind." He pondered, imagining, and I humphed.

"Goddamn you, Jack!" I said, and sat on the little bed. A little idea crawled into my mind, and I smiled. I sat next to him, and whispered into his ear, "Jack, you know I am the only female a part from Elizabeth on this ship, and I do have a tremendous amount of power and I will use it. For instance, I could get the gentlemen to throw the rum out in exchange for a little... night of fun."

At once, he threw me my clothes.

"Ye little-! I'm not gonna say it." He cried, getting up. As he did, I saw his perfectly toned chest, his long, well muscled arms, and those chocolatey eyes.

I smiled. He turned around to find his own shirt, and I quickly slipped on my clothes. He turned around just a little to late. I flopped on the bed, well pleased with myself.

"Oh goodness! Dad's gonna kill me! I bloody had. . . Erggg! With his foremost hated person in the world." I cried out loud.

"Third, I reckon. Lord Beckett and Davy Jones take first and second. 'Nother reason I wanna kill them. Get back up to number one." Jack said, eyeing my carefully, laughter in his eyes.

"Thanks, you're a lot of help." I said sarcastically. He bowed, and was almost out of the cabin when he looked at me, all traces of jest gone from his face.

"When you told me that you'd get the rum thrown away, I wasn't worried about the rum being taken away from me, it would be you I couldn't stand being parted from." Jack said, and left. I laid on the bed, and a small smile entered my face.

I walk out quickly from the cabin and slipped on the wet deck. Charles looked at my reddening face from above me.

"You all right there, Miss Isabelle?" He asked, giving me his hand. I grabbed it, and he pulled me up.

"Yes, quite alright. Thank you, Charles. Since when are we in need of formal uses of name?" I asked him. He blushed.

"Never, Bells." he said, chuckling. I smiled as he used my child-hood name. Jack sauntered over.

"Everything alright? I saw you fall, Isabelle." He said.

"Yeah, I'm fine, thanks Jack. Charlie-Bear helped me up." I told Jack, using Charles' name I once heard Veronica, a girl who was obsessed with him, call him. Charles pushed me playfully.

"You said you'd never call me that in public!" He cried. I rolled my eyes, and pushed him back.

"Opps, I lied." I said, casually and we both laughed. Jack grasped my waist, and pulled me closer to him.

"I have to go back to scrubbing the floor." Charles said, and I let him. I turned to look at the ocean, and saw a small island. I walked over to were Will was standing, and told him about the island. Most of the crew walked over too, and we were looking at the chart.

"There's a fresh-water spring on this island. We can re-supply there, and get back to shooting each other later." Will said. I nodded.

"Makes sense.""You can lead the shore party, and I'll stay with my ship." Jack said to Barbossa. He chuckled."I'll not be leaving my ship in your command." Barbossa argued back, spitting on the word, "My." Will spoke up before they chopped eachother's heads off."Why don't you both go ashore and leave the ship in my command...temporarily." Barbossa and Jack looked at each other, and reluctantly agreed. They went off to do some odd "competition."

"Thank you, Will. Won't they ever just shut up?" I asked sighing.

"No." Will simply said.

"Are you going with them?" He asked. I took out my flask, and turned it up-side down.

Nothing flew out.

"I'm taking that as a 'yes'." He said. I nodded.

"Well, be safe. Alright?" He pleaded. I smiled.

"Don't worry about me! I'm a big girl now!" I said, and left.

A really big one. You wouldn't believe half the things I've done.

What I saw on the island brought me to tears. And even though this creature brought lives to an end, it was unrightfully killed!

"Crimey!" Pintel cried out as we walked on the earthy beach. I was walking in between Jack and my father, and Pintel and Ragetti were running before us."Hods bodkins!" Ragetti yelled. They climbed the dead Kraken. Pintel picked up a dead stick and started poking the Kraken, making sure it was. . . Dead."Careful, careful!" Ragetti yelled out to Pintel. They both started to climb the Kraken as if it was just a hill."You stupid fish!" Pintel yelled, knowing it was dead. I felt my heart rip."Actually, it's a cephalopod." Ragetti corrected. I looked over at Jack, and his face was what made a few tears crawl out from my eyes. I hugged him. He looked at the Kraken with a sad face. It was unfair that even such a ghastly animal should die.

"Still thinking of running, Jack? Think you can outrun the world? You know, the problem with being the last of anything, is by and by, there be none left at all." Barbossa said to Jack. I looked up. Jack continued to look at the Kraken."Sometimes, things come back, mate. We're living proof, you and me." Jack answered."Aye, but that's a gamble of long odds, ain't it? There's never a guarantee of coming back, but passing on, that's dead certain.""Summoning the Brethren Court, then, is it?" Jack answered."It's our only hope, lad.""That's a sad commentary in and of itself." "The world used to be a bigger place." Barbossa said, as we all looked on at the Kraken. I nodded."The world's still the same. There's just less in it."

We were walking to find the freshwater supply when I finally found it. With a dead guy lying in it. I shrieked. Barbossa and Jack ran to me.

"What happened, Luv?" Jack asked, panting. I pointed a shaky finger to the man. Barbossa looked at him, and kneeled down.

"What are you doing?" I asked, scared that my father was to do something awful.

He took a sip of the water, and spat it back out.

"Poisoned. Fouled by the body." Barbossa said. Pintel flipped the body around with his foot. He looked strangely familiar."Hey, I know him! He was in Singapore!" Pintel cried.

"I knew it!" I cried."Singapore!" Cotton's parrot squawked. I nodded."Captains!" Marty's little voice yelled out. We all turned our heads."Oi, we've got company!" Ragetti said, pointing from his spot in a tree to where the Black Pearl used to sail alone. It now sailed with Sao Feng.

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