Late in the evening, Sarah went down to Jack's cabin. He was going through maps and using his sextant to measure certain things. Sarah caught a glimpse of his compass and saw it was pointing directly at her.

"Is your compass broken, Captain Sparrow?" asked Sarah.

Jack suddenly grabbed his compass and closed it. He turned towards Sarah, obviously not pleased with her.

"You weren't suppose to look at my compass." said Jack.

"I apologise. I saw it was open and-"

"Never look at it again. Understood?"

"Yes, Captain."

"So, what have I done to earn a moment of your time?"

"I came to say that I will tolerate you. I first thought it would be better to force you to change, but I am not able to perform such an immoral action. So, I have decided to allow you to continue treating me as a prisoner and not as a passenger. You are Captain, and I have no authority to speak against your behaviour."

Jack seemed taken aback by what Sarah had said. He was speechless and his jaw was slightly agape. Sarah curtsied.

"Sleep well, sir." said Sarah.

The next evening, the Golden Chariot made port at a dock in Spain. While the crew went to the local tavern, Sarah chose to stay behind and watch Mr. Gibbs load some supplies off of the ship. Suddenly, a small monkey ran up to Sarah and tugged at her dress. Sarah chuckled and the monkey crawled onto her shoulder.

"Hello there. Are you lost?" asked Sarah.

"He belongs to me, lass." said a voice.

The monkey crawled off of Sarah's shoulder and ran over to a man. He was tall, wore a green overcoat and simple clothes, he had a beard that didn't seem to be clean. It was obvious that he was a pirate.

"He's very friendly. Does he have a name?"

"His name is Jack. Named after the good Captain."

"Captain Sparrow, you mean?"

"Do you know him, lass?" asked the man.

"Well, yes. I know him very well. Why? How do you know him?"

"He has something of great value. Something that I have been searching for."

"Well, I can speak to him. You see, my name is Sarah Smithsonian and I-"

"Sarah!" A voice yelled.

Sarah turned and saw an angry Mr. Gibbs approaching her and the man. Mr. Gibbs gently grabbed Sarah by her arm.

"Go to the tavern. Wait there until we set sail." said Mr. Gibbs.

Sarah shrugged and left Mr. Gibbs and the man alone. As she began to walk away, she could see the two arguing. Sarah was too far away to hear what they were saying, but she knew that Mr. Gibbs was not fond of the stranger. Sarah only wondered one thing: Why did the man want to see Captain Sparrow?