Hey everyone! This is chapter 26, officially making this my longest story. Not that you really need to know, but now you do.

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The group was back at the Pearl now, celebrating a job well done. The cave was empty now, but it wasn't easy getting it that way.

Of course after getting everything out of the cave, they had to find their way back to the ship. Young Mr. Turner was brought forward for that task, seeing as he seemed to be the only one with something he really wanted back there.

Once getting the direction for the Pearl, everything was loaded up in bags and stuffed in pockets. Even then, they had to make two trips.

But all was good now, valuables below deck in the hold. Some of the rum had to be moved to accommodate the new swag.

Not that it mattered. Most of it was gone now anyway.

"How's your leg?" Will asked from nearby. He was probably the most sober person on the whole ship. Except maybe Elizabeth and the kids.

"Hmmm? Oh I don't know." Alyssa unwrapped it carefully, and her eyes went wide.

"It's…gone…" Jack had been listening in on the whole conversation, and looked dwon at her exposed leg.

"How can it just disappear?" She lifted her sleeve to look at the cut Albert had given her.

"That one's gone too!"

"What the Hell? Lemme see." Jack lifted the back of her shirt. "Where'd they all go?!"

Alyssa stormed back into the cabin, looking for every scar she had ever gotten. All of them had disappeared.

"What the Hell is going on! They can't just disappear!" Jack moved into the cabin.

"Hold on, is this really a bad thing?" She thought a moment.

"I… I guess not. But I still really want to know what's happening to me."

"Pretty sure that's allowed luv." He grabbed her hand and led her back outside. "But there's more important things to take care of."

"Like what? Rum?"

"Of course rum! We're celebrating aren't we?" He put his arm around her waist and handed her another bottle.

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Alyssa's eyes blinked open, and she saw Jack's face hovering over hers. His face looked concerned, his eyebrows furrowed.

"Are you feeling all right luv?" She paused a moment to think about it. Her head felt fine, as did her stomach. Her limbs were still attached, and she wasn't bleeding. To the best of her knowledge she was fine.

"Yeah… why?"

"You're looking a little… odd." She pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes.

"What kind of odd?"

"Well you're looking kinda pale."

"Pale?" She lifted her hand in front of her face. "It looks a little… grayish to me…" She moved to put her hand back down when she noticed something.

"What…?" Alyssa sat up suddenly, staring at her hands.

She held her hand so half was over the white sheet and the other half was against the ceiling. The part over the sheet was white, and the other half was a slight bit lighter than the black wood of the wall.

She showed Jack her new discovery, and he looked at it carefully. Alyssa got up and grabbed a few objects from around the room.

Sure enough, everything she held behind her hand, the colour came through dully on the other side.

Her arms showed less colour, but a faint tint could still be seen.

"Okay, so your scars have disappeared, and your skin is becoming translucent. I don't think that's good."

"Decidedly not."

"Maybe you should see a doctor or something."

"You think?" she snapped back. Jack put his hands up in front of him.

"Just a thought luv. No need to get all snappish about it." He got up to leave. "Ye comin' out?"

"In a minute." The door closed behind him. "This should prove interesting."

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And the plot thickens!! Dun dun dunnnnnn!!

K, so it's time for my annual thanking - of- the- reviewers! Well it's not really annual... is it annual? When was the last one? Well I'm gonna call it annual anyway, just cause I want to. So:

Thanks to all of my loverly reviewers! You people are awesome!

Chicaga