A/N: Once again I must apologize for my lack of writing, I know that some of you really enjoy this story, and I'm sure those of you who are rooting for Tia and Davy will sincerely enjoy this chapter, but we all know how the story must end, but... luckily for you this isn't the final chapter, and luckily for me too,... see i've managed to get over the ballowny that i've been burdened with over the past few days (And yes, I know it is spelled balogna, or something to that effect, but ballowny just seems to sound a whole lot better) Any way, please please please READ AND REVIEW! eats reviews and burps satisfied Wants more! yells the cute littlewhitepuppy dogwith big floppy ears and a black circle around the lefteye like a piratey eye patch, and a little white shirt with red stripes, and a big golden ear ring, and a parrot friend, and a squeaky little bark.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Pirates of the Caribbean or any of it's chapters. (I love Jack Sparrow, I love Jack Sparrow! Times a million)

Chapter 10-

"I can't believe you gave him that ship." Tia said, bandaging the monstrous wound which would have killed Davy… Tia still couldn't understand how anyone could be immortal, as Davy had explained. The two of them sat on his bed, surrounded by candlelight's dancing shadows, the ruins of Jones' quarters lay scattered amongst them on the floor where Jack had destroyed everything. Jack had fled onto his 'beloved' ship with a few of Davy's crew men, who decided to betray. They were lucky, Jones was occupied.

"He was hurting you." Davy said, not letting the pain of her bandaging come out through his voice. Even though he could never die, she still didn't want him to live with infection or disease, a common consequence of gunshot. Luckily for her, the bullet had gone all the way through and out the other side, nothing would have to be removed. She certainly would not have looked forward to that.

"I know, why did you reward him for it?" she asked. He wasn't sure if she was scalding him, or Jack.

"I wasn't trying to reward him Tia, I was pulling you from his grasp."

"It didn't hurt that bad." She muttered to herself, tying off the bandage. "Stupid Jack Sparrow, stupid Black Pearl." She muttered in continuation. Jack had told Davy what he wanted the ship's name to be, and made him conjure the letters to each side, and Tia remembered it with cold shivers of hatred running up her spine. "Stupid Jack Sparrow… Davy he has your compass!" Tia shouted with sudden realization.

Davy shook his head, "Such things aren't worth chasing Tia, I'm sure that whatever Jack finds with that compass will not be enough to satisfy a greedy heart like his. I have no use for that piece of junk anymore, let him have it."

Tia frowned, "Davy Jones? Give up so easily?" she asked, though she wanted to run to deck and set sail towards the Pearl, she remained beside him. "This is not what I expected from you." She searched his eyes inquisitively, with traces of disappointment.

"That compass was worthless since the night I first met you Tia."

She'd never gone so long without breathing.

"Wh, at?" she made an honest attempt at speech, but failed miserably.

"As long as I remain cursed upon these waters Tia, I know when I hold that compass the needle will point to you. As long as you're here I won't need a wooden arrow to tell me what is special to me. Let him have the compass so he can find his wealth, he can't take it with him when he goes… and when that's the case there's no point to having it."

She cursed him for making her cry, but they were not the kind of tears to be cursed at. She never cried, but no one had ever said anything so kind towards her in her entire life. Her heart began to pound uncontrollably within her chest as those words repeated themselves over and over in her mind, and the silence that passed between them afterwards had left room for only one last course of action. She pulled herself further onto the bed, as close to him as she could possibly get, and she kissed him.

She didn't know anymore what it felt like to think clearly, to be rational. More and more she allowed her heart to lead her mind, and not the other way around, and now it was taking over everything. It was a soft kiss, and it didn't last long. When she opened her eyes, she realized he was watching her, and began immediately to question whether her actions had been the right ones. "I'm…sorry." she whispered.

"No." he replied quietly, "You're not." She felt his arms wrap around her, and before she knew it they were sharing the most passionate kiss ever to be had. She knew from that moment nothing would be able to warm her heart the way he did.

Tia and Davy had remained in those messed up quarters the entire night, she had fallen asleep in his arms, despite that the ship no longer had a set course, and men had been banging on Jones' door the entire night. Whatever it was, it could wait.

Or, could it?

Jones sat up the next morning, Tia muttered something in her sleep, but soon returned to silence. Something wasn't right, he could feel it. He got up and left the room, letting Tia sleep, and upon reaching deck, he discovered a whole new danger.

Tia awoke moments after hearing the door close, and when realizing Davy wasn't there, she darted to the door and let herself out. "Davy?" she called, running up to the deck. The whole crew, including Davy, stood bewildered at the biggest ship they'd ever seen in their entire lives, flying the mighty colors of England.

"What's this?" Tia asked.
"It's the navy, they're angry." Davy answered her, and now ignored the yells of his crew, turning to Tia, "Listen, I know you're going to object to this, but you cannot…" She crossed her arms,

"I'll…"

She didn't have time to finish. The Navy ship brought it's side upon the Flying Dutchman, and the deck shook, the masts fell, the war was over before it began. Tia's eyes widened in fear, what was happening? The other ship was leaving, and the sound of cracking wood cut through the air mercilessly. "WHAT'S HAPPENING?" Tia shouted in fright over the loud noise of destruction.

"They've struck us." Davy said, and closed his eyes sadly. It didn't look like much now, but he knew that this blow would inevitably bring an end far too soon to bear.

"Can we fix it?" she asked, walking slowly to the rail, then she noticed the surface of the sea to be a little closer than it had been before. She frowned, "What? No… this can't happen." she whispered, and turned slowly back to Davy, who stood guarding his emotions, and ordering his crew into the cabin.

"There's no time Tia." Davy said, "We're sinking."

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(Hey if anyone can draw that puppy and upload it and send it to me through e-mail, that would be soo cool, but a little much to ask, don't you think? Just a thought)