The next morning Marie woke up to Jack yelling,

"No! Not good! Stop! Not good! What are you doing? You burned all the food, the shade! The rum!"

"Yes, the rum is gone." Elizabeth said mercilessly.

"Why is the rum gone?" Jack asked

"One, because it is a vile drink that turns even the most respectable men into complete scoundrels. Two, that signal is over a thousand feet high. The entire Royal Navy is out looking for me, do you really think that there is even the slightest chance that they won't see it?" She said angrily.

"But why is the rum gone?" He asked again

"Just wait, Captain Sparrow. You give it one hour, maybe two, keep a weather eye out and then you will see white sails on that horizon." Elizabeth assured.

Jack pulled out his gun franticly, but thinking better he put it away and ran off. Marie sighed and got up to follow. She caught with him as he imitated Elizabeth,

"Must've been terrible for you to be trapped here, Jack . Must've been terrible for you. Well it bloody is now!"

"That making you feel any better?" Marie asked.

"Somewhat." He said sighing. She same up to him and hugged him,

"We'll be fine…"

"I'm not so certain." He said quietly. Marie looked and saw what he was talking about. Out on the water was the Dauntless coming towards the island. "There'll be no living with her after this." Jack said.

"Agreed." She said.

They were all escorted on the Dauntless. Marie and Jack listened to Elizabeth,

"But we've got to save Will."

"No. You're safe now. We will return to Port Royal immediately, not go gallivanting after pirates!" Her father said

"Then we condemn him to death." Elizabeth said.

"The boy's fate is regrettable, but, then, so was his decision to engage in piracy." Her father said sadly.

"To rescue me. To prevent anything from happening to me." Elizabeth interjected.

"If I may be so bold as to inject my professional opinion. The Pearl was listing near to scuppers after the battle. It's very unlikely she'll be able to make good time. Think about it. The Black Pearl . The last real pirate threat in the Caribbean, mate. How can you pass that up?" Jack said.

"By remembering that I serve others, Mr. Sparrow, not only myself." Norrington said dryly.

At this Marie snorted in humor. Commodore glared at her and walked off. Elizabeth followed saying,

"Commodore, I beg you, please do this. For me. As a wedding gift."

"Elizabeth . Are you accepting the Commodore's proposal?" Her father asked.

"I am." Elizabeth confirmed.

"A wedding! I love weddings, drinks all around!"

"Agreed." Marie said grinning. Commodore glared at them and they stopped smiling.

"I know. Clap him in irons, right?" Jack asked.

"Mr. Sparrow, you will accompany these fine men to the helm and provide us with the bearing to Isla de Muerta. You will then spend the rest of the voyage contemplating all possible meanings of the phrase 'silent as the grave.' Do I make myself clear?" Norrington asked.

"Inescapably clear." Jack replied. He was taken below and Marie moved to follow but Norrington stopped her,

"Miss Dawn, a word?"

She stopped nervously,

"It's a shame to see you've gotten involved with piracy." Marie didn't respond, "I would like to make a proposal with you."

"What do you have in mind?" she asked,

"Give me information about Sparrow. And I will grant you your freedom."

She looked at him for a long moment then said,

"Commodore, as much as I appreciate the offer, I won't betray Jack."

She accompanied Jack to the long boats and rowed into the caves. She asked softly,

"We're not gonna help Norrington are we?"

"It's all planned out, love."

"All right, then." She said. "But whose side are we on?"

"Our side." He said grinning.

She and Jack entered cave where the ceremony was taking place. All the pirates were chanting in excitement while Jack and Marie made there way through them. When they were recognized the chanting slowly stopped in amazement.

"…by blood un-"Barbossa stopped his speech in shock.

"Jack! Marie!" Will shouted.

"Hello Will." Marie said.

"It's not possible." Barbossa said.

"Not probable." Jack said.

"Where's Elizabeth?" Will asked.

"She's safe, just like I promised. She's all set to marry Norrington, just like she promised. And you get to die for her, just like you promised. So we're all men of our word really except for Elizabeth who is, in fact, a woman." Jack said.

"Shut up! You're next." Barbossa threatened. He leaned over to slit Will's throat when Jack said,

"You don't want to be doing that, mate."

"No, I really think I do." Barbossa assured him.

"You're sure?" Marie asked.

"Shut it! Both of you." Barbossa said.

"Your funeral." Jack promised.

Barbossa rolled his eyes in frustration and asked,

"Why don't I want to be doing it?

"Well, because the HMS Dauntless, pride of the Royal Navy, is floating just offshore. Waiting for you."

The pirates eyes widened in surprise and fear,

"It's true." Marie confirmed.

"Just hear me out, mate. You order your men to row out to the Dauntless. They do what they do best. Robert's your Uncle, Fannie's your Aunt, and there you are with two ships. The makings of your very own fleet. Course you'll take the grandest as your flagship, and who's to argue? But what of the Pearl? Name me Captain, I'll sail under your colors, I'll give you ten percent of me plunder and you get to introduce yourself as, Commodore Barbossa. Savvy?"

"That a good deal, mate." Marie said.

"I s'pose in exchange, you want me not to kill the whelp."

"No, no, not at all by all means, kill the whelp." Marie looked up at him for a moment but recovered and continued looking at Barbossa, " Just not yet. Wait to lift the curse until the opportune moment." He said this directly at Will and it was obvious will understood. He picked up a few coins, "For instance, after you've killed Norrington's men, "He tossed them back in as he spoke, " every, last, one." He then slipped one in his sleeve. Making Will and Marie look up at him.

"You've been planning this from the beginning. Ever since you learned my name." Will said.

"Yeah." Jack replied quickly.

"I want fifty percent of your plunder." Barbossa cut in/

"Fifty?!" Marie exclaimed.

"Fifteen." Jack said.

"Forty." Barbossa shot back.

"Twenty-five. And I'll buy you the hat. A really big one, Commodore." Jack said cunningly.

"We have an accord."

"All hand's to the boats!" Everyone looked at Jack in confusion, "Apologies. You give the orders."

"Gents, take a walk."

"Not to the boats?" Jack asked. Marie just shrugged.