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It was very late and Elizabeth lay asleep in the brig. Barbossa had thought that they would be less of a hassle if they were out of his hair until they were needed. Will on the other hand was very restless and stared at the wall across from him while running his hands through Elizabeth's hair. Though he was only twelve years old, he was also a man. And her hair was pretty soft.

The Pearl moved about in the waves. The waves seemed to be angry, no, they were afraid of the Black Pearl and the cursed men aboard.

Will sat upright. How in the world did he know that? Perhaps it was because not so long ago he was part of the sea. One with it. Will sighed and got more comfortable. It was going to be a long night. How exactly could Elizabeth sleep at a time like this anyway?

The waves were almost parting beneath them.

"Stop it," he muttered. He didn't want to understand the waves anymore. That life was gone now. Finished. He had a new beginning and was going to do everything the right way now. Nothing stupid would get in their way. Nothing.


It was pretty early the next morning and Jack was at the dock with Gibbs and some recruits. A lot of them he didn't know but two in particular caught his eye; one of which didn't have a certain bird on their shoulder. "You sailor."

"Cotton sir," the man in question responded.

"Mr. Cotton do you have the courage and fortitude to follow orders and stay true in the face of danger and almost certain death?"

"Aye Captain Sparrow."

Jack gave a smile. "So that's what he sounds like," he thought to himself.

Next to him stood Marty as tall as he could be.

"And what's the benefit for us then?"

Jack knew this was coming. He went over and there as brass and lovely as ever was AnnaMaria. Jack was shocked that Gibbs even picked her because she wasn't even in disguise this time. "AnnaMaria, love," Jack said ducking as her hand went flying above him.

"Where's my boat?"

"I'm sorry love but it's still in Port Royal. However, if once all this is said and done and it's still there then we can go for it savvy."

It seemed Jack did learn a bit of something from Will the last time as she gave him a smile.

Everything was mostly smooth sailing till they began to go through a storm. It wasn't as bad as the last one but still threw them for a loop.

"We really should drop canvas Jack," Gibbs said.

"We can hold out for a bit longer."

"But why are we doing this in the first place Jack?"

"I owe them one. Besides, we're catching up."


Everyone was moving about in the cave. Will and Elizabeth both had their hands tied behind their backs and Elizabeth was the lucky one to be wearing the medallion. They were slowly led up to the big huge chest and everyone in the room began to cheer and chant. The kids though held their heads high. They more or less knew what was coming and knew they were strong enough to make it through as long as they were together.

"Come on Jack, where the hell are you?" Elizabeth wondered to herself.


Jack's longboat was in the water and he was currently making last minute plans with Gibbs. Everyone else though was standing around them.

"And if the worst should happen sir?"

"Keep to the code."

Gibbs was worried he'd say that.

"Be careful Jack," AnnaMaria said shocking even herself.

Jack nodded his head to her and the rest of his crew before climbing into the boat and rowing away.


"Gentlemen, the time has come! Our salvation is nigh! Our torment is near at end. For two years we've been tested and tried, and each man jack of you here has proved his mettle a hundred times over and a hundred times again!" Barbossa said at the top of his voice.

"Suffered I have," Ragetti said pointing to himself.

"Punished, we were. The lot of us - disproportionate to our crimes! Here it is." Here he kicked the lid off the chest and watched as the gold glittered below him. "The cursed treasure of Cortés himself. Every last piece that went astray, we have returned...save for this."

Here he pointed to the medallion on Elizabeth's neck almost spitting on her in the process. She flinched and tried to move closer to Will. Will turned his head and sure enough he could've sworn he saw something red by a not overly large pile of coins. He squinted once more before turning back to the man who held them captive.

"And who among us has paid the blood sacrifice owed to the heathen gods?" Barbossa asked.

"Us!" the men shouted pointing to themselves or each other.

"And whose blood must yet be paid?"

"Theirs!" they said pointing once more. A lot of the men began to make killing motions at them to which Will merely rolled his eyes at.

"You know the first thing I'm goin' to do after the curse is lifted? Eat a whole bushel of apples." Barbossa then grabbed the knife. "Begun by blood...by blood undone."

He grabbed the medallion from her neck, took Elizabeth's hand and dragged the knife across it. Her bloody palm was clasped shut around the gold piece and she dropped it into the chest. Barbossa moved away from her and shut his eyes along with everyone else below them. Being as quiet as they could, Elizabeth and Will silently made their way down from the mound they were standing on and down into the water below so they could escape. Because when Barbossa realized that they had the wrong person, he'd be mighty angry.