A/N: I had quite a lot of fun writing this chapter :D it originally started without any flashback, but i decided that we needed some sort of remembrance scene, hence this chapter. ^^ I hope I made everything clear enough and understandable, but if I didn't just ask and I'll be happy to clear things up for you.

*throws ice cream cookies in the air* XD Hope you enjoy(:

Disclaimer: I do not own PoTC (sadly), Johnny Depp, any of the characters in the movie, an Aztec Medallion, an iPod touch, and Justin Beiber.

Chapter nine

Gibbs ran around deck, shouting orders to the crew-or what was left of it.

"Hands aloft to loose t'gallants! With this wind at her stern, she'll carry every sail we've got!"

Elizabeth dodged Cotton as he ran past, quite nimbly for a man of his age.

"What's happening?" she asked.

"The Black Pearl, she's gaining on us!" Anamaria replied.

"This is the fastest ship in the Caribbean," Elizabeth argued.

"You can tell them that after they've caught us," Anamaria snapped.

"We're shallow on the draft, right?"

"Aye."

"Well, then can't we lose them amongst those shoals?"

Gibbs shook his head. "We don't have to outrun them long, just long enough."

"Lighten the ship, stem to stern!" Anamaria ordered. Gibbs agreed.

"Anything we can afford to lose, make sure it's lost!"

Adelaine and Jack were roughly shoved and locked in the brig by Barbossa's first mate, Bosun. They landed with a splash in knee-deep water and Adelaine struggled to stand up, as her foot was caught on something, tying her to the bottom of the ship.

"Apparently there's a leak," Jack observed, tapping his chin.

"Oh, I'm afraid I hadn't noticed, genius," Adelaine remarked, her voice saturated with derision. "Now help me out here."

Jack sneered at her. "I'm sorry, luv I'm afraid I can't bend over. It hurts me tail bone from where I landed on that bloody pile of gold!"

Adelaine returned the look. "Maybe if you would have tried a more temperate approach it wouldn't of have happened!"

"You disobeyed me!"

"So what? Dwelling over that isn't helping our condition any!"

"Ye mean yer condition. As I recall, you're th' one tied to th' floor."

"Were both in a damn cell! Ain't that a condition?"

Barbossa's booming voice interrupted their bickering. "Haul on the main brace! Make ready the guns! And run out the sweeps!"

Jack narrowed his eyes at Adelaine and turned away. Adelaine sighed, leaning back against the grimy wall and started fiddling with her foot binding.

"I only came back 'cause I was worried, Jack."

There were a few moments of discomfited silence, before Jack turned to face her and raised his eyebrow.

"Why were ye worried?"

Adelaine shrugged and started picking at her nails.

"Jack, I'm Adelaine Covert. Why do I do anythin'?"

Jack's mouth slid into his gorgeous crooked grin and scooted next to her.

"I believe you've stolen my line, luv."

"Oh well," Adelaine teased, smirking. Suddenly there was a loud BOOM and Jack strained his neck to look out a nearby porthole. "The Interceptor's turned around to face us now…they're clubhaulin'!" he turned and knelt, feeling around in the water. He reached Adelaine's leg, and succeeded in releasing her foot.

"Thanks," she mumbled.

"Don't be getting' used to it luv."

There was a strident crashing sound, and Jack threw himself on top of Adelaine to shield her from the splinters and debris from the wall that just blew up.

"Stop blowing holes in my ship!" he yelled out the gap. Adelaine just rolled her eyes.

"Jack! The cannonball broke the cell! We're free!" she jumped up, only to trip on something shiny and splash face first back to the floor. Jack laughed.

"Quite graceful there aren't ye luv?" Adelaine glared, then turned around to see what she tripped over, but Jack was quicker. He reached forward and his hand returned with an object that made both Jack and Adelaine's eyes widen.

"An Aztec medallion," Adelaine whispered. She then recalled a hidden receptacle in her trousers that she kept her treasure in.

The medallion was hers.

The fire swiftly consumed the desiccated ship and whizzed past the crew, flying down below decks. I felt a hand grab my arm and press something round and cold into the palm of my hand, and I looked up to see dear Will, gazing at me with sincere fright and worry.

"Take this. Father sent us two and this one is yours."

The screams of the crew cut him short from saying anything else. Will pulled me up to the highest spot on the ship and turned to look at me again.

"Once the flames reach the Magazine, we're done for. Jump overboard, Addi. We don't have much time. Go!"

He pushed me towards the barrier and I leaped off the edge without looking back. As I descended into the cold, frosty waters there was a loud BOOM and I was flung forward with great force, the sound of splintering wood and crackling flames invading all of my hearing. I landed with a great splash in the icy waters once more, and frantically swam towards a large piece of driftwood floating not far off. I turned to look around me, looking for my brother.

"Will!" I screamed but with no response. "Will! Will answer me!" I cried, my pleas growing frantic. My voice was lost when the great sight of that ship, black as night, that ship, the one that caused me to lose everything, sailed away into the distance. My eyes were locked on its ghostly outline, even when it was out of sight. I scarcely heard the deep cry of "Man overboard!" and felt myself being hoisted up, then everything went black.

Adelaine's head shot up and she looked at Jack with awe-struck horror in her eyes.

"Jack," she croaked.

"What luv? What is it?" he leaned forward, sensing the distress in her face.

"I'm a Turner."

A/N: Oooh surprise, surprise right ;D unless you might have guessed. Then that sorta takes away the surprise part a bit.

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