AN:- I know I said that I will have a chapter ready for you, but yeah, once again that life spoiler school has a huge amount to say. So…just for a treat, I've made this one extra long. Oh and also, I got bored with third person, so I have written this one in first. The next chapter will be written back in third. Hope you enjoy!

The next three days seemed to go so slow. I couldn't believe he was actually gone. My husband was gone once again, just when I needed him the most. Sure, it was a relief to see him safe and sound. Well, he was sure to be safe, as he couldn't die. I know I shouldn't think about this over and over again, but I did. It seemed that seeing him once wasn't enough. I needed him here, with me. Well not on this stinking ship. Jack was standing at the helm with yet another one of his famous grins. It just made me grow more and more angry, it was as if he didn't care. All he ever cared about was staying alive and sailing the entire ocean on his precious ship. I couldn't stand the sight of him any longer.

Ok, maybe I was being a bit harsh with my hormones running wild. The sun was about to rise and soon I would be sick again. A few moments as predicted, I was leaning over the side of the ship. Dammit! That was something I would never get used to. Jack left his post at the helm to come and check on me, which I must say was really generous of him.

"You alright love?" he asked.

"Of course I am. Its just morning sickness. There's nothing you can do about it." I answered. Jack shifted uncomfortably. I don't think he was used to this sort of conversation.

"Look love, I was talking to Will and he asked me to look after yo-" I cut him off in mid sentence.

"I don't need a baby sitter! I can look after myself!" I shouted at him.

"I'm only doing what he asked, ok? If it were down to me, I would drop you off at port and set sail immediately. So, I'm going to find somewhere to stay until you have the baby. End of story." Jack concluded. I looked at him in anger. The nerve of him! I had survived on my own just fine! I should never have told either of them. Jack looked at me in a way that I could never refuse him. "Where are you going to stay?" I asked instead of shouting at him.

"I don't know yet love. I'll think of something, but it won't be far from your house." He declared.

"Oh…" was all I said in reply. Then something clicked. He knew where my house was!

"You know where I live, don't you?" I screamed at him. At this stage most of the crew were looking at the both of us. All except Mr Gibbs. This is why I liked him. All he did was look out over the horizon and give a knowing smile.

"Well, I…I just…why else do you think I was in Port Royal that day?" he pleaded with me. Now I was furious. I decided enough was enough and stormed off in the direction of my room. Just one more day and we would finally make port.

I must have dosed off because when I woke, we were leaning to one side. I instantly panicked and ran for the deck. It was pitch black, but I could make out the crew surrounding one of the long boats. I darted towards the rest of the crew and came to a stop.

"What is happening?" I shouted. My head was spinning like crazy as I tried to get to grips with what was happening.

"We're talking on water, that's what!" I heard one of them shout back. We all clambered into the boat at once. I was somehow getting de ja vu with this whole entire thing. The last time we all did this was when I left Jack to the Kraken. This memory sent shivers down my spine. I could feel Jack's eyes boring into my back, like he knew what I was thinking. To my surprise, he placed a hand on my shoulder and we continued to row out to sea.

Not only did the boat sinking feel familiar, but the trip up stream felt the same too, but also this time we had Jack with us. It seemed like it took forever by the time we arrived at Tia Dalma's. It was in the late afternoon and Jack was looking restless. There was of course another thing that had changed. The Kraken was not after us and Will was not here. A sea of sadness washed over me that very second. I could not keep thinking like this. I had to focus all my energies on ways to get back home.

I wasn't the only one that was saddened. Jack had lost his ship for the fourth time, but this time is was forever. I looked over at him to see a single tear fall from his eye. This was the tear of the loss of his beautiful Pearl. I even felt saddened by this loss to my surprise. With no boat, we had no way of reaching land. What I found out much later was that was yet another reason for going to that witch's home.

It was thanks to her that we had to face that storm and then in which Will was stabbed. Great help she had turned out to be. It was only fair now that we rummage through her things in search for a way out of this hellhole. How could I think so badly of this trip even when I got to see my husband? Many people would die for that, given the right situation.

We reached the start of the river channel that runs right up past Tia's home, if you could call it that. There seemed to be many boats, holding the rest of the crew. That was when I found out some bad news.

"Some didn't make it." Jack told me solemnly. He shook his head in disbelief.

"Who?" I asked, sorrow building up in my throat.

"Pintel and some others." He looked out over the river, but I knew he just didn't want me to see him cry.

"I know he wasn't my favourite, but…" I started off.

"He was still part of me crew love. Regetti's not doing too good." He cut me off, but I didn't mind. I decided I would go and speak to Regetti. I didn't know what the outcome of this would be, or whom it would benefit, but it was worth a shot.

He was sitting a couple of seats back. Being a small boat, it was hard to move about, I had to crawl, but I felt this was as good as time as any. I found him, in the middle of sobs. Funny that, I had never seen a pirate cry before. It was strange, like he had bottled it up all inside himself and then lost control over it at times like this.

"Regetti?" I whispered softly. He turned so he was facing me. He started to wipe the tears from his face, but I grabbed his hand.

"It's alright to cry." I started off. Regetti lapsed into sobs again and I pulled him into an awkward hug. Hmm, I don't think I had ever hugged a pirate either well, except for Will. It was sort of uncomfortable, like he had never felt love before. I don't think any of these men had felt love. It saddened me to realise that they had nobody to love.

"I'm sorry poppet." He apologized. Wow, I had never seen him so cut up. "Its just, he was always there. We were buddies when we were young. From when we were this high." He continued, indicating from the bottom of the boat, to his hand. "I just can't imagine my fowl excuse of a life without him. He was always there, you know? I even took a bullet for him." He lifted up his sleeve to show a round scar on his upper arm.

"Eye, we're arrived!" a crewman called out. We both turned our heads to look at our destination.