I have been with Jack Sparrow for four years now. He saved my life from utter ruin and I owe him everything. I would do anything to help him, even sacrifice my own life. Everything I had once loved was lost to me four years ago. I was about to be sold when he saved me, though unintentionally, I still owe him. Just as he owes Davy Jones. I won't let him be cast into darkness even if that means sacrificing what I had and still love. The one I love didn't notice me anyway…

Davy Jones' men were closing in on them and their little boat. Cecile watched as ex-commodore James Norrington ran off with the box that held the heart. She ran over to Will, "Tell Jack to take the ship to The Island, he'll know where it is." She then ran off after James, behind Davy Jones' men. She caught up with them and watched as he threw the box at them, she knew he wouldn't give up the heart that easily so she followed him. They arrived at the other end of the island where a small ship was beached; it looked abandoned but still in good enough condition to sail on. "How do you intend to sail this ship, James?" He looked around, startled, so apparently he hadn't noticed her following him.

"I can do it myself, I don't need you." He stated stubbornly. James then started to push the ship towards the water and he wasn't getting anywhere fast.

"That ship'll reach the water in about a year." She crossed her arms; "Perhaps you could use a hand?"

"I don't need a pirate girl." He tried to push harder the ship went towards the water about a centimeter then stopped. He kept pushing for about two minutes, sweat started to pour down is face and he gave in, "Fine." And gestured for her to help him. Cecile smiled evilly,

"Fine what?"

"I don't have time for your games." He sighed again as she pretended to look at her fingernails. "Fine, will you help me?" Cecile smiled happily,

"All you had to do was ask, James." He rolled his eyes and gestured again for her to help him. Cecile pushed with all her might along with James and they got the ship in the water. They then climbed aboard,

"I'll drop you off at Tortuga- it's on my way anyway."

"You'll take me where you're going."

"You want to go to Port Royal?" He obviously did not want her to go there with him.

"Yes. Besides you need me to sail this ship." They climbed up the mast on opposite sides and let down the sail. James quickly got down to steer the ship. Cecile stayed up there- the breeze was felt good, it was nice to be on a ship again and she was doing something to help Jack- she was eternally indebted to him.

"Cecile I need you to turn slightly starboard." James called to her.

"Yes Commodore!" She could feel his glare, and smiled at him as she climbed down and turned to boat right. She then joined him at the wheel of the ship. "Where to first, commodore? I was thinking maybe Maya."

"No, Cay is closer- we need supplies."

"And a crew."

"No, we can do just fine on our own." She rolled her eyes; he was so stubborn.

"Alright, but Maya is bigger."

"Cay is closer." He said in a commanding tone. "Move more starboard." Cecile sighed; it was going to be a long trip.

It had taken them two days to reach Cay, and by then they were dying of thirst and ravenous. They bought a few weeks worth of food, water and a few bottles of rum. Cecile bought a map and met James in a pub. There they planned their course to Port Royal. It should take them about a week and a half. They left the port later that day and started their journey to Port Royal on the newly named Ravenger. The next day was quiet and the sea was tranquil but a good breeze was blowing.

"Why did you follow me?" Cecile looked at him surprised by the sudden question.

"Because I'm secretly madly in love with you," she said sarcastically.

"Oh ha ha. Really why did you?" Cecile shrugged; she wasn't going to tell him the real reason.

"I dunno."

"Yes you do."

"No I don't."

"I refuse to play childish games with you, just tell me," he said, exasperated.

"I did." Cecile said as innocently as she could. He rolled his eyes. She wasn't going to tell him it was to get the heart back from him because he didn't know she knew he had it and she wasn't going to let him know. She was going to steal it at the best opportunity. "Why do you want to know?"

"No reason." He said a little too casually.

"Riiight."

"It's no good talking to you, talking to a parrot would be better."

"Oh and you've talked to one before, have you? I thought that was below your rank in society. You're so uptight no wonder you lost your job as commodore." They glared at each other and didn't talk for the rest of the day. The heart was the only reason Cecile didn't just jump ship right then. They arrived at Port Royal after a week of almost silence. They docked the ship,

"Good-bye, James." Cecile said stiffly, pretending this was the last time she was going to see him, wishing it were.

"Good-bye, Cecile. Hopefully our paths will never cross again." He then walked off. She gave it a few seconds and then said something to the ship docker and gave him some extra money before following James discreetly. He walked around a bit in circles and twists- probably trying to shake off any followers- but Cecile kept up with him. She was practically a professional at this. James then entered a building; Cecile crept around back silently. Luckily for her the doors to the back garden were open so she saw and heard everything. James came into the room, put something on the desk and then asked for his old job back. Cecile decided to make her entrance. She got out one of her guns with her left hand and her sword with her right. She shot the assistant and put her sword lightly against James' chest so he wouldn't draw his own sword. Cecile then put away that gun and got out her other much more quickly then if she had reloaded her other one. She pointed the gun at James and the sword at the little man with the wig on. He was trembling slightly from fear. On his desk was what she had come for; it was moving in steady beats, the heart.

"Stand next to James." The man moved to stand next to James, "Give it to me." She said to the guy in the wig as she put her sword back in it's sheath and held out her hand. He slowly got it and handed it to her- she tied it to her belt got back out her sword,

"Please don't-" and she banged her sword against his head and he collapsed. Cecile put her sword away. She looked up at James who was glaring at her.

"Did you know he is the owner of the East India Trading Company?"

"No, but I don't really care." She put away her sword and looked around. Cecile then walked over to get rope, still pointing her gun at him. He made a move for his sword and she cocked back to tab on her gun. "Don't think I won't do it, James." He stopped. She grabbed the rope, bound his hands and then tied a loop to the end of the rope and put it around his neck, rather like a leash on a dog. "You will be coming with me." James tried to kick her but she pulled on the end of the rope and he fell to the ground- hard and started to cough. "If you be a good captive then I won't kill you." She put away her gun then made a motion for him to get off the ground.

A/n: I hope you liked it. I adore Jack Davenport so I had to write something for Commodore Norrington ((I adore him too…)). Please review ((I'll give you a hug!))