Here it is! I hope that all my old fans from the previous Pirates story are back to read this one. I could not wait to start this because I love writing stories about these movies. This one will be much longer than the last one because I want it to be. Haha…enjoy!

The Beginning

The fog was gathering among the Black Pearl causing mist to fall against Amanda's soft cheeks. It was night, but not a single star was seen as the dark clouds shielded them. She stared out at the pitch black water, listening to the sound of Gibb's singing voice. She moved her head so as to get a glimpse of the rum bottle he was holding.

"Fifteen men on a dead man's chest. Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum." Gibbs was walking towards her with a staggered walk. She smiled and felt the eerie wind move her dark hair across her shoulders. "Drink and the devil had done for the rest. Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum." He raised his drink in the air with a laugh. She followed suit as he lifted the rum to his lips.

Suddenly, a bell towed somewhere off to the distance. It echoed through the still, night air, and the two of them looked out at it. It made chills rise up Amanda's arms and she walked up behind Gibbs.

Gibbs smelled of rum and the sea and Amanda could feel the mist off his clothing. She whispered, "Is that it?"

Gibbs waited. "I think it is, missy. I think it is."

Crows cackled over their heads and flew towards a large structure against the coast nearby. Candles were lit in the windows of the building and it stood high above the water of the ocean.

"Was that it?" someone asked from behind them.

Amanda and Gibbs turned around to see Daniel standing before them. His shaggy hair was tossed about and reached his shoulders. Amanda could see him grasping his sword nervously.

Gibbs must have seen it too, for he reached forward and patted Daniel's shoulder. "There's no need for fighting tonight. Jack said all would go well with the plan." He walked away towards the other end of the ship.

Daniel stepped towards Amanda, still looking up at the large fortress. "Jack also said it wouldn't take this long," he said, dropping his British accent.

Amanda shook her head. "Jack will be fine." She slowly lifted her head to see the candles burning. "He knows what he's doing."

There was heavy machinery churning inside the building that the crew knew nothing of. Men were yelling orders and every so often, Amanda's heard jolted when she heard the soft cry of moaning prisoners. "Please let him be okay."

Turning around, Amanda saw that Daniel was no longer standing with her. She looked towards the railing and saw that he was now leaning against it, looking out at the dark water.

She walked over to him and leaned right next to him. "Why are you more nervous that me?" she asked with a laugh.

He sighed. "I don't know. Ever since that hurricane…"

"We're fine now," Amanda interrupted. "That was weather which Jack can't usually predict. This is different."

"I suppose you're right." His eyes reflected the flickering of the candles. "You just never know."

A shallow scream pierced the night and Amanda and Daniel's heads shot up at the sound. It soon grew silent again, except for the heavy breathing of Amanda. Daniel turned his head toward her. "Looks like I'm not the only one that's nervous."

She walked over to a barrel and sat upon it. "This plan was a dangerous one." Daniel walked over to her. "More dangerous than Jack has ever planned before."

Daniel kneeled down and put his hand on hers. She looked up and saw that he was smiling softly at her. "Since when has Jack ever been defeated?"

It was true. Jack seemed to get out of every life threatening situation that he was ever forced to be in. Just a couple months ago, Jack had escaped the gallows, with the help of Will Turner. Amanda smiled at the memory, but still got chills as she thought of how close Jack had been to getting hanged.

"I wonder what Will and Elizabeth are doing right now," Daniel said, looking at the sails.

Amanda laughed. "Probably getting married."

Daniel laughed with her, but he soon got serious "I'm sure we'll see them again, aren't you?"

This question had always been stirring in her mind. Amanda and Daniel had seen the first of the Pirates movie, but had never seen beyond that. At least, in their first adventure, they kinda knew what to expect. Now, it seemed more real. They were really trapped in the past, not knowing what adventures were in store for them.

"Any view of Jack?" a sharp voice called from the wheel.

Amanda stood up and looked out at the water. Waves were still hitting the side of the ship, but she could not see the single shape of any human. She turned to Anamaria. "No! He's not back yet!" Anamaria sat down again and put her hat over her eyes. "Do you think something went wrong?" Amanda asked her.

She slowly lifted her hat. "No. Jack knows what he's doing with this one."

Amanda stared at her for a second and then sat back down on the barrel. "Guess all we can do is wait," she whispered to Daniel.

"Guess so…"

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A shot rang through the air and Amanda woke up with a start.

Daniel shot up too and looked dumbly over at her. They were both leaning against the barrel and had apparently fallen asleep while waiting for Jack. "Did you hear that?" Daniel asked her.

She stood up and walked over to the side of the ship. A smile spread across her face and she looked behind her. "Gibbs!...Gibbs!"

Gibbs quickly walked down the stairs from the higher deck. "What is it, Miss Margaret?"

"Jack is back."

He walked towards where the two of them were standing and looked out at the water.

Jack Sparrow was rowing towards them, in what appeared to be a coffin. He had a slight smile on his face and he looked rather satisfied as he got closer to the ship.

The whole crew was starting to show up now and were all looking curiously down at Jack.

"Drop the ladder down!" Gibbs cried out. There was sudden movement as the men ran around the ship. He looked at Amanda. "Looks like the captain got what he needed."

"And what was that?"

"No idea," Gibbs said excitedly. "We'll soon find out." He ran towards the ladder, waiting for Jack to climb up.

After a couple minutes time, a skeleton leg appeared over the side of the ship, which Jack was holding onto. Gibbs grabbed hold of it and helped Jack up off the ladder. He stared down at it in disgust. "Not quite according to plan."

Cotton threw Jack's jacket over his shoulders as Jack grimaced. "Complications arose, ensued, were overcome."

He turned and was face-to-face with Amanda. A soft smile spread across his face as he looked down at her and she smiled back. "Longer than you expected, captain?" she teased.

"Worth it in the end." He walked past her and Gibbs followed.

"You got what you went for, then?"

"Mm-hmm." Jack lifted a scroll of cloth with a tie wrapped around it. Amanda's heart dropped with disappointment. Jack turned and saw that the entire crew was standing before him, their arms crossed and feet tapping. Daniel and Amanda walked up behind Jack, who was now looking nervously at the crew.

Gibbs turned Jack towards him. "Captain, I think the crew, meaning me as well, were expecting something a bit more…shiny. With the Isla de Muerta going pear-shaped, reclaimed by the sea, and the treasure with it."

A dark man of the crew spoke up. "And the Royal Navy chasing us around the Atlantic."

"And the hurricane," Daniel and the little man said at the same time.

"Aye," the crew murmured in agreement.

Jack's top lip twitched, but Gibbs continued to speak. "All in all, it seems some time since we did a speck of honest pirating."

There was silence for a moment and then Jack said into Gibb's face, "Shiny."

"Aye, shiny."

The crew stared at Jack as he looked at each and every one of them. "Is that how you're all feeling? That perhaps dear old Jack is not serving your best interests as captain?"

The men gave each other significant looks, but Cotton's parrot suddenly squawked. "Walk the plank."

Jack raised his gun and pointed it at the parrot. "What did the bird say?"

Amanda grabbed Jack's arm and slowly pulled it down. The dark man spoke again as Jack took a deep breath. "Do not blame the bird. Show us what is on that piece of cloth there."

All of a sudden, Barbossa's cursed monkey flew down from the sails of the ship and screeched right at Jack's face. Everyone let out a cry, Amanda's being the loudest, and Jack shot a bullet directly at the monkey. It fell down on the deck and grabbed the piece of cloth out of Jack's hand.

Jack reached into one of the men's belts and grabbed their gun. As Jack, the monkey, was halfway across the deck, a bullet sent him flying a couple feet.

Gibbs sighed. "You know that won't do no good."

"It does me," Jack said.

The monkey went screeching away and the small man was picking up the cloth, frowning down at it. "It's a key," he said bluntly.

The crew gathered around him and Jack stepped forward. "No. Much more better." He took the cloth out of his hands and smiled up at everyone. "It is a drawing of a key."

The wind howled against the ship as everybody stared vacantly at the key drawing. Jack rolled his eyes. "Gentlemen…" Amanda and Anamaria cleared their throats. "…and ladies…what do keys do?"

One man spoke up. "Keys…unlock things?"

Amanda gasped, knowing that this was leading to something good.

"And whatever this key unlocks, inside there's something valuable. So we're setting out to find whatever this key unlocks," Gibbs said with pride.

"No," Jack answered. Gibbs stopped smiling as Jack stood closer to him. "If we don't have the key, we can't open whatever it is we don't have that it unlocks. So what purpose would be served in finding whatever need be unlocked, which we don't have, without first having found the key what unlocks it?"

Amanda giggled and Gibbs jaw slightly cocked open. "So we're going after this key."

Jack frowned. "You're not making any sense at all." Gibbs's eyes fogged over and Jack called out over the crew, "Any more questions?"

"A heading, Jack?" Daniel asked.

Jack started rummaging through his pockets. "Ha. A heading." Out of his pocket came one of his most valuable possessions; the compass. He opened it and stuck his finger in the air. "Set sail in a…general…" His finger was swinging in different directions, obviously not knowing on what way they should be traveling. The crew stared at him and he pointed off the left side of the ship. "that-way direction." He shut the compass.

"Captain?" Gibbs asked.

Jack turned towards him. "Come on, snap to it and make sail. You know how this works." He pushed through the crew towards the stairs. "Go on. Oi oi oi."

Amanda watched him walk by, her eyebrows furrowed. Daniel came up next to her, also looking at the back of Jack. "Something's weird with Jack." Jack walked down the stairs to his room below. "Maybe you should go talk to him."

"He hasn't been one to talk lately," Amanda said quietly.

And it was true. Amanda used to be able to go into Jack's room every night, with innocent purposes, and he would let her in at all costs. Now, it was a miracle that Jack would let her in to talk with him. He seemed to be very distant with her.

Daniel sighed. "Just go try. It isn't like Jack to not know his own heading."

Amanda sighed and walked away without another word to Daniel. She walked down the wooden stairs to the hollow room below. Part of the crew was gathering around, whispering to one another. As Amanda approached, they hissed and stood up straight with smiles on their faces. "How ya doin miss?" one of them asked.

Amanda smirked and kept on walking down the hallway. She heard the men resume their conversation as she distanced herself.

Jack's room was at the far end of the hall, with a noble door guarding the entrance. Amanda had knocked many times on this door, but for some reason she felt nervous as she approached it.

"Jack," she said quietly. There was no sound. "Jack," Amanda continued, "please open up. I just want to talk."

The door suddenly opened and Amanda gasped in surprise.

Jack was standing there, looking down at her. His face was emotionless as he asked, "What is it, love?"

"Can I come in?"

"What for?" he asked quickly.

"Jack, all I want to do is talk to you." She laughed. "It feels like it's been weeks since we've had a decent conversation."

Jack pursed his lips in thought. He finally nodded and opened the door wider for her.

She stepped inside the large bedroom. His room was situated at the back of the ship where Jack could see the ocean at any time. The bed was against the largest wall and had many antique coverings and sheets on it. Amanda walked over to the window and glanced out of it. The moon was shining against the dark water, giving an eerie glow to it.

"So what do I owe to this pleasure?" Jack asked mockingly behind her.

Amanda turned and stared at him. Jack's smile slowly fell of his face. He turned around and walked towards the opposite side of the room. Amanda followed him. "Why won't you talk with me?" she asked desperately. Jack stopped, but still faced away. "Isn't it clear that all I want to do is figure out what's wrong? The past couple weeks have been so strange." Jack was now facing her, staring down at her like she was crazy. "You stay in that study of yours at all hours staring at a map and that compass of yours."

Jack's eyes widened. "Looks like I'm being spied on now."

Amanda rolled her eyes. "I'm not spying on you, Jack. I'm just taking notice of what you're doing because I care for you." Jack looked at her. "Yes, I really do, Jack." She turned around and walked over to the window again. Running her hand through her hair, she sighed. "But if you want me to stop doing that, then just ask me. I can tell when I'm clearly wasting my time."

It was silent for a moment and Amanda just breathed heavily to let the steam out of her. Finally, she heard Jack come up behind her. He stood there for a moment, but then lightly touched her arm. "Margaret, I'm sorry. It's just…pirate business, love. You know how it is with this type of work. I guess I've just been distracted with all the troubles we've been going through." His hand slid down to her waist and Amanda felt chills rise up her arms. "I'm never too distracted for this though," Jack smiled.

Amanda giggled and turned towards him. He was smiling down at her with a smooth grin. Amanda rolled her eyes, but put herself against him.

Jack pushed her back, but still held onto her. He looked down at Amanda and then suddenly kissed her as hard as he could. His hands traveled across her body and Amanda let them wander.

"This is a good conversation," Amanda thought to herself. Jack gently picked her up and took her over to the bed to lie her down for the night.

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The sunlight hit Amanda's closed eyes. She groaned and slowly sat up to avoid the glare. The blankets were gathered against her bare legs and she gently pulled them off her.

Jack had already gotten up to do his captain duties. He was always the first to get up after they had slept together.

The truth was… all Amanda and Jack had ever done was sleep together. They had never taken it any further then that. Of course, their relationship was at the point where innocent clothing was taken off, but it just never seemed to reach any further point. It didn't disappoint either of them, because neither of them felt the need to. It just seemed too soon to Amanda.

She stepped out of the bed and put on her dress. There was a small barrel in the corner of the room which was full of water. Amanda walked over to it to wash her hair and clean her teeth. "These are the times that I miss present day," she said as she dunked her head in the barrel.

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"Morning, Miss Margaret!" Gibbs cried from top deck.

Amanda shielded the sun and looked up at Gibbs. "Morning, Gibbs!"

"So, did you talk to him?"

Amanda turned around and saw Daniel standing behind her. She sighed and started to walk over to her post, Daniel following. "He just said that he was distracted with all his duties."

"And you believe that?"

Amanda stopped and looked at Daniel. "Of course I do. Why wouldn't I?" She walked more quickly from rope to rope, hoisting each one a little higher.

Daniel chased after her. "Because you know that Jack has never been distracted before with his duties."

"That's because they've never been this extreme."

Daniel suddenly grabbed her shoulders to get her to stop. The bright sun shone against his light eyes as they bored into hers. "Amanda, something is up. I can feel it."

"And what do you think it is?"

Daniel smiled. "Jack is on to something good."

Amanda rolled her eyes and pushed his hands off her. "I knew that you just wanted me to find out because you want more money," she said over her shoulder as she continued her job. "You don't really care that Jack is upset about something; you just want more treasure." She laughed in spite of herself.

Daniel laughed too as he walked up behind her. "Of course I care about Jack. He's my captain, isn't he?"

"Daniel, get to work!" Jack cried from the wheel.

Doing a quick hand salute, Daniel cried, "Ay ay, Captain!" He comically marched away to his post, leaving Amanda in giggles.

After a minute, Amanda started to stare at Jack. It was true that he was acting excited about something lately and it definitely could be something better than pillaging. Jack was still looking at that drawing of the key he had acquired the day before. Amanda looked into his eyes and saw that there was pure desire in them. He suddenly looked up and caught Amanda staring at him. She flinched and quickly smiled. Jack smiled too, but then went right back to staring at the key drawing.

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"Your post is over, Margaret," Gibbs said from behind her.

"Oh," Amanda said, turning away from the water. "Thank you, Gibbs."

She started to walk away, but Gibbs suddenly whispered, "Margaret." She turned around and he gestured for her to come towards him. "I've been starting to get a theory," he continued to whisper.

"A theory?"

Gibbs shushed her, and she looked around to see if anyone was listening. The crew was still doing all the jobs that needed to be done. He continued to talk. "Something's strange with Jack, wouldn't you agree?"

Amanda's heart sank. She thought Gibb's news would be exciting. "I guess you could say that."

Gibbs held his hands up excitedly. "What if the captain is on to something new?"

"Something new? You mean…a new town to pillage?"

"No…no…" he said shaking his head impatiently. "I mean…something better that any pillaging or robbing. Something better…" he dropped his voice to a dramatic whisper. "…than the Isle de Muerta."

Amanda stared at him for a second, but then she stood up straight. "I don't think so. There are not too many loot places that are better than the Isle de Muerta."

"I thought that too, missy. But then I thought about it. Jack got really excited about that drawing. What if…what if that key leads to something better than treasure?"

"Care for a drink?"

Amanda jumped and bumped against the man that had just spoken. She turned and saw that it was one of the Indian crew members. She gasped and grabbed onto his arms. "I'm so sorry. You frightened me." He stared at her angrily, for what had been her drink was now running down his face. "I'm so sorry! Here…let me clean you up."

"That's quite all right," he said shortly and walked away.

Amanda turned towards Gibbs again. "He's never liked me that much."

He shrugged. "That's because the captain takes special liking to you."

Her face turned red and she looked down. "Well, I'll let you at your post. I need to get out of this hot sun. It's making me all flustered." She walked towards the steps and scurried down to her one-of-the-many hammocks.

Amanda sighed of relief as she threw her slippers off and slowly sunk into the soft fabric of her bed. "What could be better than the Isle de Muerta? Jack knows something we don't and he's too scared to tell me." She bit her lip, but let her eyes close. "Once it becomes too important, he'll be forced to tell me…I hope." Then, she was soon taken over with exhaustion and let herself fall asleep.

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"Curiosity. You're going to want to taste it," someone was saying to Jack.

He smiled and leaned closer to her, almost touching her lips. He rubbed his hand through her hair and she smiled up at him.

Amanda couldn't tell who it was, but it wasn't her. She was watching a woman rub herself against Jack.

Her blood bubbled and she had the sudden urge to throw that woman overboard.

"Amanda…Amanda," someone was whispering at her.

"Not now," she mumbled as she reached for the girl.

The person was shaking her now. "Amanda, get up…"

Amanda opened her eyes and saw that Daniel was standing over her. "You were talking in your sleep."

Her arms were still in the air and she let them down with a sigh. "I was having a frustrating dream."

Daniel sat on the edge of her hammock. "What about?"

"Some whore was flirting with Jack," she said with a smirk.

"Haven't you had that dream already?"

"Yeah," Amanda said, running a hand through her riled hair. "It's weird; I feel like it's so real."

"Maybe it's foreshadowing."

"Maybe…" She sat up straight and looked at Daniel. "So, what'd you wake me up for?"

"It's your turn for lookout." She groaned and swung her legs over the hammock. Daniel laughed. "Hey, this is what you wanted." Amanda glared at him, but he put his finger in her face. "You had the choice to stay at Port Royal."

Amanda grinned as she put her slippers on. "And you had the choice to not come with me."

"Well…look how lonely you would be."

"That's true," she said quietly. "I mean it when I say this, Daniel, but I really wouldn't be able to do any of this without you."

He stared at her for a second and then smiled. "I know, Amanda. I know."

The two of them laughed and then walked up the stairs. Gibbs was standing there, holding two ropes. "Your favorite job, you two. Time to hoist the cannons." The two of them groaned, but Gibbs just shoved the ropes into their hands. "Hey, this is the life of piracy." He walked away with a grin on his face.

Daniel looked down at Amanda. "You know…he's right. Let's get to it."

She laughed and followed Daniel over to the cannons. "I couldn't ask for anything better."