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Here's chapter three!

After my debate over my own friendship with the one man I have ever learnt to trust, I decided to go about with my own chores. I helped some of the men polish the ammo for the cannons, and then I took to the crow's nest. This is often my place of seclusion. Cath will not come up here, for her fear of heights, though she will not ever admit it to me. I bade a quick 'hello' to Marty and took my place. It would seem I am a horrible lookout, as I always find myself looking down at the deck and whoever happens to pass by under my watch. I really should pay more attention for any sign of land or another ship, but it is at this moment that my eyes catch William talking to Jack at the helm. Instantly my curiosity is peaked. I glance down at them, trying to read their lips. William is showing something to Jack rather forcefully but I cannot quite tell what. I lean over the small edge of the crow's nest to try and get a better look, and a better listen, but it is to no avail.

"Damn," I curse and lean over a little more. My feet are slightly off the floor when I can finally catch snippets of their conversation.

"She needs to know," William cries in frustration, but Jack simply shrugs.

"No."

"Jack!" William yells, shoving whatever he had in one of his pockets, while saying something I do not quite hear. "…changes everything… Elizabeth…" Oh, so it is about her. Figures really. I let out a sigh but continue to watch them.

"Krissy can't know, Will," Jack shakes his head slowly, "It would kill 'er." At the mention of "Krissy" and "kill" I unconsciously lean even farther over the rail, which leads to me tumbling over, of course. Somehow, I manage to scream as I fall to the hard wooden deck.

"Krissy!" I hear someone screech as I continue my decent. The deck looks so close, but it is like I am not even falling that fast. Before my startled mind can comprehend what is going on I am caught in someone's arms. I close my eyes and let out a heavy breath. The arms lay me down on my back. I can see shadows over me through my eyelids; it is a rather ominous 'sight'.

"Is she dead?" A frightened voice asks.

"No, Kitten can't be dead. Cotton caught her."

"Good thing he was there," It is like everyone on the ship is here all yelling at once. I think I feel a headache coming on.

"Everyone get out of the way!" One deep voice booms over the rest. They immediately shut up and the shadows move away to be replaced by only two. "Kris?" The one who shouted now softly asks.

"Hm?" I manage to choke out, not yet ready to open my eyes.

"Are you alright? What happened" The male voice questions.

"Ye-yeah," I nod and barely crack open my eyes a sliver to peer at the man talking. Who else is it, but Jack! This startles me and my heart gives a hefty thump when his dark eyes meet mine. I feel a blush come dangerously close to breaking out but I somehow keep it at bay. I do try however, to sit up but someone's hand keeps me down.

"Just stay down right now Kris." William, the other figure tells me. To this I only dip my head and try not to look him in the eyes. An overwhelming bout of guilt and utter shame overcomes me. I was trying to eavesdrop on William. I said I trust him, so why would I do something so stupid and go back on that?

"Can you tell me what happened?" Jack asks. I look up to meet his gaze before I answer. "I-I think I just leaned too far over the edge." I mutter. Something flashes in Jack's eyes that I cannot quite describe. "I just wasn't being careful. Sorry. It won't happen again, Captain."

"You're right. It won't, 'cause you won't be goin' up there anymore."

"What?!" my eyes widen. He cannot ban me from the crow's nest! Don't do this to me, Jack. Please.

"You 'eard me, Kris." Jack straightens up and glances around at the crowd of men. "Well? What're you lot gaping at? Get back to work." He orders swiftly as he returns to the helm.

"KRISSY! BLOODY HELL! WHAT IN THE NAME OF DAVY JONES' LOCKER HAPPENED TO YOU?" The over so distinct voice of Cathrin yells as she pushes her way through the retreating group.

"I'm fine. Cotton caught me."

"Damn right. What in the hell were you doing?"

"Not being careful. Jack banned me from the crow's nest, so it won't happ-"

"Woaw, woaw. He can't just ban you."

"Yes, he can," William says calmly. Oh, I had forgotten about him. I turn slightly to face him, but he will not look at me. "He's Captain. He makes the choices and I agree with him."

"What? Will, you damn spineless prick. What for?! Kris here is our best look out" Cath tries to defend me. Really I am just in shock. From what I heard, William did not agree with anything Jack said.

"Don't insult me, you're not even twelve." William glares at Cath.

"I. AM. NOT. TWELVE. I am thirteen and a damn bloody half!" Cath nearly screams.

"Whatever. You don't look it."

"Why you fu-"

"Why?" I ask quietly, both Cath and William turn sharply to look at me.

"What?"

"What you talking about, Kris?" Cath quiets down and gives me her full attention.

"Why do you really want me on this ship? I know you love Elizabeth, so what good am I? What would kill me to know? Why can't I know? What are you hiding from me? I don't understand, William." I avoid meeting his intense gaze. I cannot look at him right now.

"Krissy…" He trails off, not quite knowing what to say. I caught him unawares with my rampage of questions.

"Dammit, William Turner tell me!" My head shoots up to lock eyes with him. Dark brown clashing with mint green.

"I… can't."

"Kris, you're crying," Cath's voice is small. She sounds worried. I barely brush my fingers against my cheeks to feel the tell-tale wetness of fresh salty tears.

"Why can't you, William?" I can feel my temper rising. "Am I not important enough to know? It's about me, so shouldn't I?" He says nothing. "Well?! Shouldn't I fucking know?" I have had it. I quickly stand up, ignoring the rush of blood that leaves me momentarily disorientated.

"Krissy, please-" He tries to talk, while reaching for my arm to pull me back. I shove him back and take a few uncertain steps backwards.

"No." I shake my head and speed away from him to sprint down into the cabins. I need to be as far away as possible from him right now.