"Swing low, sweet chariot

Coming forth to carry me home

Swing low, sweet chariot

Coming forth to carry me home," I sang softly as I lay on my back in the hay on the cell floor. I was doing my best to ignore the other prisoners trying to coax a dog over to them, because it had the key around its neck.

"I looked over Jordan and what did I see

Coming forth to carry me home

A band of angels coming after me

Coming forth to carry me home

Swing low, sweet chariot

Coming forth to carry me home

Swing low sweet chariot

Coming forth to carry me ho..." I snapped up suddenly at the sound of very familiar cannon fire... I was on my feet in a flash and at the window, my gaze landing on the Black Pearl as a smirk crossed my face. "Jack, it's the Pearl."

"The Black Pearl?" A prisoner asked in fear, "I've heard stories... she's been praying on ships and settlements for near ten years... and never leaves any survivors."

"If there're no survivors, where do the stories come from?" Jack sneered at him as he put a hand on my shoulder and looked out of the window with me.

"You think Bootstrap's still with them?" I asked him quietly making him frown slightly and shrug. "I miss him Jack."

"Yeah," he nodded; he understood that Bootstrap was like a dad to me when we were on the Pearl with him. Before the crew mutinied and left Jack on that Island... leaving me with him because they thought it would hurt him more than anything, knowing there was no hope for me.

I watched quietly as the pirates from the ship, our old ship and our old crew, induced panic though out the port. They blew up buildings, killed and pillaged as they ran through the town. It wasn't too long until cannon came flying our way and as we ducked so we wouldn't get hurt, the wall of the cell next to us blew inwards. The only part of the wall in our cell which was missing was too small a gap for us to fit through.

"Praise be!" the prisoner in the cell next to us exclaimed before turning to us, "My sympathies my friends... you've no manner of luck at all."

"Uh huh," I muttered in irritation before I slid down the wall, frowning at the fort through the hole in the other cell.

"It's all right doggie," Jack was suddenly at the cell door, calling for the dog with the key, "C'mon, it's just us now. Just you and Jackie." I watched with a frown as the dog ignored him before I sighed and moved to the cell door with him.

"C'mere baby," I called to it, "Aww, where's the puppy, c'mere sweetheart." I sent Jack a smirk as the dog slowly crawled from under the bench as I held my arm out to him cooing him towards us. The key was just out of reach when the dog stopped and turned to the door of the cell block, growling before he backed away with a whine.

"What's the matter boy?" Jack asked him, but the dog bolted through the bars and into the cell before heading out of the gap we couldn't fit through... he took the keys with him. As I pouted at the retreating dog the door of the block opened revealing two very familiar figures of Koehler and Twigg.

"This isn't the armoury!" Twigg grumbled as I stood up and glared at the two, Jack copying.

"Well, well... look what we have here, Twigg," Koehler smirked, "It's Captain Sparrow and little Miss Connolly."

"Huh," Twigg chuckled, "Last time I saw you two, you were all alone on that God-forsaken island, shrinking into the distance. I'd heard you'd gotten off, but I didn't believe it."

"Did you sprout little wings and fly away?" Koehler asked curiously.

"Your fortunes aren't improved much," Twigg smirked as he dragged his gaze up and down me, "But you did grow up, girly, didn't you?" I snarled dangerously making the two of them laugh, Jack stepped forwards.

"Worry about your own fortunes," he snarled at the two of them, "The lowest circle of hell is reserved for betrayers... and mutineers."

Apparently they didn't like hearing that and both of them sneered as Koehler lashed out, grabbing for Jack's throat through the bars. Jack's hand darted out to catch his wrist and I gasped at the sight... the moonlight showed them for what they really were... Koehler's hand and wrist were skeletal. "You are cursed," I muttered in slight awe as Koehler shoved Jack away from him... once his hand left the moonlight it returned to normal.

"The stories are true," Jack commented in realisation.

"You know nothing of hell," Koehler sneered at us before they left, my gaze following them as a spark of mischief and amusement glinted in my eyes.

"Guess we need to thank Barbossa next time we see him," I smirked as I glanced at Jack making him smile slightly and shake his head at my joke.

The next morning I woke up to the sounds of Jack straining to budge one of the bars in the cell door making me smirk in amusement as I watched him. However, at the sound of the door latch he darted back and lay across the cell floor next to me, his hat over his face looking relaxed and unconcerned. I lazily brought my gaze up to our visitor as they stopped at our door.

"Can we help you?" I asked the guy Jack had fought with the day before.

"Are you familiar with that ship?" he asked, "the Black Pearl?"

"Somewhat," I nodded.

"We've heard of it," Jack added.

"Where does it make berth?" the guy asked making me chuckle before I pushed myself to my feet and walked over to him, leaning my arms through the bars as I leant in front of him.

"Surely you've heard the stories?" I asked him teasingly, "The Black Pearl sails from the dreaded Isla de Muerta... an island that cannot be found – except by those who already know where it is."

"The ship's real enough," the man sighed, "So its anchorage must be a real place. Where is it?"

"Why ask us?" Jack asked him from his seated position on the floor.

"Because your pirates," was the reply.

"Good observation," I smirked, "And you'd like to turn pirate yourself?"

"Never!" he snapped immediately making me chuckle, "They took Miss Swann."

"That'd be the one we saved yesterday?" I questioned before glancing at Jack who nodded as he stood up.

"So it is that you've found a girl," he smirked at the guy, "Well, if you're intending to brave all and hasten to her rescue and so win fair lady's heart, you'll have to do it alone. I see no profit in it for us."

The guy slammed his fist into one of the bars in frustration as I watched him in amusement, "I can get you out of here," he suddenly announced making me smirk and arch an eyebrow.

"The key's run off," I informed him simply making him turn his gaze to me.

"I helped build these cells," he told me more than Jack, "These are half barrel hinges, with the right leverage and the proper application of strength the door will lift free." I watched I frowned at how familiar he seemed, just like when we first met him.

"Your name is Turner?" Jack suddenly asked and it clicked... he was the splitting image of Bootstrap.

"Yes," the guy replied with a confused look, "Will Turner." A smile flickered across my lips, but Jack was grinning widely.

"Will Turner," I commented, "Short for William I gather?" He nodded, "Second generation... same name as your dad?" He nodded again even more confused.

"I'll tell you what Mr Turner," Jack told him, "I've changed my mind, you spring us from this cell, and on pain of death, we'll get you to the Black Pearl." He held a hand out through the bars, "Do we have an accord?"

Will gave us a suspicious look but seemed to decide he was getting what he wanted so it didn't matter, "Agreed," he accepted with a shake of the hand.

"Nice," I smiled, "Now get us out of here."

I watched as he looked around and decided on a chair before he used that as his fulcrum and levered a bench under the cell bars, pulling it up and out of the hinges. The door crashed down loudly and I smiled widely as I stepped out of the cell. "Someone will have heard that," Will informed us, as Jack collected our things, handing me my belt and dagger. "We need to go."

Jack checked his one shot as we made our way out making me smile as he led the way, "Why does he bother with that?" Will asked me curiously.

"His business Will," I replied simply before glancing at Jack who I knew was listening. "As for your business, one question or there's no point in going." He turned to me. "This girl... what does she mean to you? How far are you willing to go to save her?"

"I'd die for her," he replied with no hesitation making me smile and nod.

"Then let's go," I told him before I jogged to catch up to Jack.

Our dory was still in the docks, with four inches of water in the bottom but still it would do for now. "Ah, now there's a lovely sight," Jack smiled widely at it as he hopped in, holding his hand out to me to help me in beside him, which I accepted.

"I knew the Harbourmaster wouldn't report her," I commented to him, "Honest men are slaves to their conscience, and there's no predicting them. But you can always trust a dishonest man to stay that way..." my gaze landed on Will who was still on the dock, staring at the dory in dismay, "... are you coming or what?"

"I haven't set foot off dry land since I was twelve," he replied, "When the ship I was on exploded. It's been a sound policy."

"Yeah well no worries," I shrugged.

"She's far more likely to rot out from under us that she is to explode," Jack agreed with me making Will finally step onto the boat... I smiled and hoisted the one sail as Jack used the rudder to steer. "Besides we are about to better our prospects considerably."

"We're going to steal a ship?" Will asked us as we made our way to the HMS Dauntless which was looming in the harbour. "That ship?"

"Commandeer," I corrected, "We're going to commandeer a ship."

"Nautical term," Jack informed him simply.

"It's against the law," Will told us aghast.

"So is breaking people out of jail." I shrugged, "Face it William. You may say you'll never be a pirate, but you're off to a rip-roaring start." I smiled innocently yet mischievously, "My advice would be to smile and enjoy it."

"And my advice would be to listen to her," Jack added, "She's a right pain if you don't."

It was a few minutes until we were right up against the Dauntless and Will was holding us along side by a stray rope. "This is either madness or brilliance," he commented.

"Remarkable how often those two traits coincide," Jack smirked widely as I chuckled in agreement before I grabbed on to the rope Will was holding and tied it to the side of the dory.

"Let's get going shall we?" I suggested before I grabbed a hold of the rigging of the Dauntless and took the lead onto the massive ship.

I landed stealthily on deck to see the crew seemed to be playing dice, and I could see Chubby and Skittish with them as Jack and Will joined me... loudly. "Everybody stay calm! We're taking over the ship," Jack informed them all as he held his pistol and sword; I gripped my sword and unsheathed it threateningly.

"Aye! Avast!" Will sort of yelled making me mentally face palm as Jack shook his head irritably. I watched the sailors give us a dumbfound look before they burst out laughing until they realised we weren't joking.

"You're serious about this?" the guy who'd shackled us the day before asked as he stepped forwards. He was right in front of me so I whipped my sword up so the blade point was at his throat.

"Deadly," I replied smoothly as he gulped.

"You understand this ship cannot be crewed by only two men and a woman?" he commented, "You'll never make it out of the bay."

"We'll see about that," Jack smirked, "Or have you forgotten, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow."

There were more scoffs as some of the crew stepped forwards, my gaze levelled on the man at the end of my sword who held a hand out to them to make them stop. "I'll not see any of my men killed or wounded in this foolish enterprise," he commented.

"Fine by us," I replied, "We were kind enough to bring you a boat, so you can all get back ashore safe, sound and dry."

"Agreed," he nodded curtly, "You have the momentary advantage. But I will see you smile from the yard arm."

"Not likely," I smirked at him before glancing at Jack who nodded.

"Will, short up the anchor, we've got ourselves a ship!" He commented as the Navy men got into the dory and sort of bobbed away.

"I'll disable the rudder chain, shall I?" I asked Jack quietly, he nodded simply as he kept an eye out for the Interceptor who should be soon coming after us.

Once we were out in open sea, just to prove the Navy guy wrong and that we could get out of bay, I turned to see the Interceptor gaining on us. I smirked slightly before I moved to Jack who was stood relaxed at the helm. "They're coming!" Will yelled, in shock making me realise we hadn't told him the plan seeing as we hadn't even discussed it between the two of us.

"Yeah," I nodded to him, "That's the idea. The Interceptor is a much nicer boat... we'd prefer to have that one." He gawped at us in shock as we moved quickly... They came along side and Jack and Will dove off the side of the Dauntless to climb up onto the Interceptor making me roll my eyes and swing across on a loose rope, landing stealthy on the deck of the Interceptor.

"Search every cabin!" I heard the Commodore yell from the Dauntless as I walked silently up behind the sentry watching the Interceptor.

"Can you swim?" I asked him quietly making him tense as he felt my dagger at his back. "Can... you... swim?"

"Of course ma'am," he replied, "Like a fish. I grew up with summers living in Dover with my uncle..."

"All I needed was a yes," I told him before shoving him so he tossed overboard, just as Jack and Will pulled them on deck. With a few swipes of my sword, I cut the ropes that were tying the ships together; Will cranked the capstan bars, raising the fore sale and Jack moved to the helm to steer us away from the Dauntless.

"Sailors! Back to the Interceptor!" I heard the Commodore yell but we were already too far away.

"Thank you Commodore, for getting our ship ready to make way!" Jack called to him happily, "We'd have had a hard time of it by ourselves!" I made my way to the Stern and waved happily back at the Dauntless as we made our way towards the horizon, sailing into the sunset.