*smack* A hand reached and struck Jack across the face. "I think I deserved that one," Jack said looking back to Will and I. "You stole my boat! Sid, he stole my boat!" Anamaria shouted at us. "You stole her boat?" I asked Jack looking at him confused. "Actually-" He started but my smack cut him off, "JACK!"

"Borrowed! Borrowed without permission, but with every intention of bringing it back, believe me, love," he finished his pervious sentence rubbing his cheek. "But you didn't!" She was still shouting at Jack, who was afraid of getting hit again. When she brought her face closer to his he flinched back. "You'll get another one," He spoke; trying to persuade her but his voice was getting higher, obvious he was a little afraid.

She moved her hand, pointing her finger in his face; Jack recoiled as she spoke, "I will, I will." Will decided to speak up, "A better one," Jack repeated that with his grin plastering his face. "That one!" Will pointed to Interceptor. "Which one?" I whirled around to Will, Jack did the same.

Will nodded his head towards the ship, and the soon to be crew turned to look. Jack's voice was coated with anger now, "That one?" He glanced at me, looking for an answer, we turned back to Anamaria, "Aye, that one," I confirmed without much certainty. "What say you?" Jack shouted to the crew. A rush of "Aye!" was echoed throughout the crew members. As they walked away to the ship Anamaria pushed Jack and smiled at me. "I'll go with them, love," I kissed Jack's cheek as I walked away to talk with Anamaria.


There was a fierce storm that first night with our crew. Jack was so worried that he didn't want me on deck and made it clear that he was not to be disobeyed. I gazed out of the window of the Captain's quarter's door; members of our crew would fall over every time a wave hit them.

The Interceptor rocked harshly causing me to tumble onto the floor more than once. I was trying to stand and balance myself when Mr. Gibbs came into the cabin. "The Captain would like me to tell you that we're catching up," I looked Gibbs over; he was soaked to the bone and looked haggard. "You look terrible, Mr. Gibbs," I spoke and maneuvered past headed up the stairs towards Jack with Gibbs trying to get me back to the cabin.

"I told you to stay inside Siddie!" Jack roared over the storm. I look him dead in the eye, trying to be heard over the wind, "Are we really catching up to them Jack?" His anger dispersed and he grinned at me, "Aye love, we are," he bent to give me a swift kiss.

"Jack, I worry, they must have found out by now that she isn't who she says she is, what I they killed her, we lose our leverage," I hold tight to his shoulder as a strong wave crashes against the ship. "Barbossa won't do anything until they are on the Isle, he's made too many mistakes. Now, please go back to the cabin," His voice was attempting to be commanding but his eyes were tired and worried. He worried of me being injured at the expense of his negligence; he worried of losing me again. I place a kiss on his cheek and head back to the cabin.


I stood next to Jack on deck as we sailed through the passage leading to the Isla de Muerta. The coast was decorated with wrecked ships, ships of possible allies; the sight chilled me to my core. At one point, this would have been the fate of Jack and me. I glance to Jack who is staring at his compass; he then slams it shut and reaches out to my shoulder.

We both glance down at Will; he was making odd gestures while talking to Mr. Gibbs. "I believe he's imitating you Jack," I smirk at my husband and he returns with a frown. "I think William needs a taking to, watch the wheel for me, dearie." I nod grab the wheel and watch as Jack approaches and talk to Will.

I hear Jack shout, "Lower the anchor! Young Mr. Turner and I are to go ashore." My mind immediately protests. I asked Mr. Cotton to man the steering wheel and ran to Jack. "Jack! I'm going with you!" I demand and start to get into the boat. He puts his hands on my shoulder, pulling me back, "Absolutely not!"

"Jack this is my battle just as much as it is yours! We are in this together, remember?" I hoped that my pleading would work, and by the look that Jack was giving me it was. "Okay, but stick to me and listen to me for once, Sidera," He let go of my shoulders allowing me into the small boat.


The three of us were jammed into the rowboat together; while Jack rowed, Will looked around, he seemed rather afraid. "What Code is Gibbs to keep to if the worst should happen?" His question was obviously out of worry, he was glancing back at Jack and I. "Pirate's Code, any man who falls behind is left behind," I let the answer slip before I realized Jack might not want him to know. "No heroes amongst thieves?" Will's tone dripped with superiority.

Jack answered William, preventing a shouting match after seeing the look on my face, "For having such a bleak outlook on pirates, you're well on your way to becoming one." I listed the reasons for him, "Sprung a man from jail, commandeered a ship of the fleet, sailed with a buccaneer crew out of Tortuga," Jack and I looked at Will, he was staring at the gleaming treasure, "And you're completely obsessed with treasure," I smirked at the thought. We docked and as Jack helped me out Will responded, "That's not true. I am not obsessed with treasure."