I should be slapped. Slapped real hard, right across the cheek there.

I'm sooooo sorry for the wait. This chapter has just been sitting there since whenever, in need of just a few ending paragraphs, and what do I do? I leave it there to wallow in its own misery. 'It can wait.' I says. It's not like I don't have any time. I'm on March break in fine writing condition, and do absolutely nothing. Blech.

This concludes the reasons why I should be slapped. Thank you and enjoy the chapter.

Alyssa managed to get through the days leading up to their arrival in Santiago with little incident. There were a lot of things to be done before they did whatever they were there to do, so Jack had no time to bother her. Not that that was bad. It was wonderful.

The Pearl was docked in a lagoon hidden by a forest and some hills where they couldn't be seen. Once all the work was done, Jack told them to go get some rest.

"We'll be getting up early."

It was near midnight when they set out. Jack had chosen a team, consisting of Mr. Gibbs, Marie, Alyssa and a few others, to go with him on this little adventure.

"I don't see why we have to go." Marie grumbled, rubbing her arms. "When it's all dark and late and cold."

"Because you need to get used to traversing around in the dark, late at night when it's cold." Jack replied, rolling his eyes.

Had Alyssa been able to talk, she would have said: 'Well if I stay quiet for two more days, than there will be no need for all this.'

But she couldn't, poor thing.

Eventually they arrived at a large stone wall. Jack approached it carefully, inspecting it. He knocked on it, picked at it, pushed on it, smelt it, and did about a dozen other things before stepping back.

"It appears that we have come across a stone wall." Alyssa had to clamp her hand over her mouth to keep from screaming at him. Instead she made an small gurgling noise. Jack looked back at her. "Since that wasn't a word I won't count it."

Everyone looked at them in confusion, but let it go. Using the assistance of some nearby trees, he got himself on top of the wall. He sat in thought for a moment, examining the what was on the other side.

"Mr. Gibbs, I will need you to go about… hmm a hundred feet in a general that way direction," he waved his hand to the right "and dig a hole."

The first mate looked at his Captain in confusion.

"A… hole Cap'n?"

"Aye, a hole! Right under the wall!"

"If ye say so…" Gibbs muttered.

"Yes, I do say so. Now off ye go." He was about to jump onto the other side, but stopped. "And Mr. Gibbs! If I'm not back by dawn, ye all know what to do." The crew all nodded solemnly, and he leapt over the wall.

"What is it we're supposed to do?" Marie asked quietly.

"Leave, come back tomorrow." Gibbs replied as they headed off to where Jack had instructed.

"Oh." She said quietly. "But wouldn't we want to go help him after an hour?"

"No, that means that he's been arrested. There would be too many guards around."

"What if he's not arrested? Just late?" Mr. Gibbs rolled his eyes. He had no idea why the Captain chose to bring them.

"Then the Cap'n'll find somewhere to stay. Ye ask a lot of questions." Marie muttered an apology. They walked in silence awhile, the only thing that could be heard was their boots crunching in the sand.

Finally they arrived at the place Jack had told them. It was exactly like the stretch of wall they were at before.

"Well lads, get digging. Ye two can go be look outs." He waved the girls away, grabbing a shovel.

Marie and Alyssa guarded the area for hours, pacing back and forth between two trees. Eventually they sat down by one of them and fell asleep.

Alyssa awoke later to voices. It hadn't been long, she knew. Possibly an hour. She looked over to where the hole was being dug. They were only about halfway.

She heard footsteps at her right, and looked over. There were some shadows moving about and whispering to each other. She managed to catch snippets of the conversation: pirates, dig, armed, and shoot.

She tried to shake Marie awake, but she just rolled over and mumbled something.

Come on, come on…Dammit why does she have to be such a deep sleeper!?

Alyssa looked back at where the men had been standing. They were closer now, and she could make out that there were about ten of them, each with weapons. She wasn't sure if her own group had weapons, but they were outnumbered, even when she added Marie and herself to the numbers.

Careful so as not to attract the attention of the guards, as she supposed they were, she made her way over to the digging group. She tapped the shoulder of the nearest one, but all she got was a pile of dirt in the face. After coughing and wiping it off, she managed to find Mr. Gibbs.

"Can this wait? We need to get this done." Aw crap. She thought. What to do now?

After a moment of thought she grabbed his ear and turned his head in the direction of the guards. After a short stream of curses he realized what was happening.

"We're under attack!" He yelled, ducking back into the hole. He came out a minute later, weapons coming with him. The rest of the crew came out as well, similarly armed.

Marie finally woke up, and had stumbled over to the area.

"What's going on?" She yelled, eyes focusing on the fight before them. She gasped when she realized what was happening. "We need to get out of here, now!" Marie grabbed Alyssa's hand and started to run back the way they came. After awhile they stopped, seeing that no one was following them.

"Which way to the ship?" Marie panted, looking around. Alyssa glanced around as well. Even if she could talk, she'd have no answer.

"Well I suppose we should find our way back, or at least to the docks." Alyssa nodded, and they started walking again.

In a few minutes they could see the Black Pearl in the distance.

"Ugh, finally." Marie started to run ahead, trying to find the long boat. Alyssa sat down on the ground with a sigh. She buried her face in her hands. They were doomed.

Even if they did find the longboat there was no way they could row themselves all the way back to the ship. And if they did, then the rest of the crew would be stuck on land.

Rough hands grabbed her arms, disturbing her thoughts. She was pulled to her feet, and she gave a small squeak.

Marie had obviously heard something and turned around. Her eyes widened.

"Hey! Let her go!" Alyssa managed to get a look at her captors. They were the same guards that had ambushed them by the hole.

Marie was stomping towards them, with that look on her face that meant that they were going to get the best beating she could give out. She wouldn't stop when she had that look, and that wasn't good.

Oh to hell with the vow of silence!

"Run!" Alyssa yelled. It wasn't worth both of them getting captured. Marie stared at her a moment. "Run dammit!"

Finally the elder sister nodded, turned tail and ran. Alyssa moved her attention back to the guards holding her back.

"Let me go!"

They ignored her and began walking. She was dragged to a gate in the wall, and was pushed through.

Well why couldn't he just have used that? No need to dig a hole then…She thought absently. She had stopped struggling. There was no point to it any more.

The guards led her into a large fort inside the walls, where they were met by even more of their colleagues. She was passed from one group of them to another, each of them being told to take her to the jail.

Once they finally decided who was to take her, she was led up a flight of stairs to a large hallway lined with metal barred cells.

She was thrown in one of them, and landed on the ground with a thud. The cell was locked behind her and the guards walked back down the stairs.

"You bastards! This is how you treat a lady?!" She yelled after them, waving her fist at them through the bars.

After awhile she realized that they weren't coming back, and laid down on the floor.

"I can't believe that I just got arrested!" She muttered to herself, rubbing her face with her hands. There was a laugh from the cell beside her.

"I can't believe that ye just lost the bet."

Dun dun duhhhhh. Oh the suspense. You could just choke on it.

Chicaga