Olivia finished putting on her light blue skirt and fresh new white blouse as she made her way to the stairs. She felt herself being grabbed by the arm and shoved gently into a room before she had time to react. The room was dim, but she could still make out Barbossa's face. Panic ran thorugh her as she tried to get away, but he blocked her path.

"Please move out of the way Hector," Olivia demanded harshly as she bore her eyes into his hazel hatefully.

"No, not before I have a chance to show ye I have reflected on my actions with all hate and guilt towards meself," Barbossa said quickly as he grabbed her arm to keep her from leaving.

"There is nothing to explain," Olivia said bitterly as she tried to leave, but was cut off by Barbossa again.

Barbossa sighed as he grasped both of her arms in his hands, holding her firmly, but gently at the same time. He went to his knees as he looked up at her with heart-breaking eyes.

"I know I do not deserve your forgivness Olivia, and I can fully understand that you would probally never trust me, but I am truly sorry. I have betrayed ye trust. And don't deserve a second thought. But I stand here, asking anyway. Please, show me mercy Olivia. For I still love ye, like ye could not contemplate."

Olivia stood staring down at him with hardend eyes, but she felt them soften as his attempt. She didn't know wiether she could trust him. Even if she wanted to. She was still trying to forget about what he had tried when he was drunk. How did dhe know that it wouldn't happen again if she found herself alone with him? She could forgive him, but never trust him. he had lost that from her when he layed his lips on hers forcefully that night.

Olivia blinked as she tried to remain cold and bitter. "I don't know Hector," she began as she directed him back to his feet. "I forgive you. But I don't trust you Barbossa."

Barbossa's eyes narrowed as he let her words sink in. He nodded softly as he understood. He knew that he wouldn't have trusted her just now. But he was hopeful. Her son would leave in two days, as well as the Black Pearl's crew. Perhaps he need that time to let things to take care of themselves.

Olivia left the room as she made her way downstairs. Leaving Barbossa alone in his own room as she made her way downstairs.

Davy, Indiana, andOlivia walked along the shores of Loch Ness as they spent thier day together. As it was before Indiana made his promise to bind himself to the Dutchman.

"So are you ready for leaving?" Olivia asked.

Indiana nodded his head as he gazed at the merky, green water in the mid-afternonn sun.

"What about ye crew?" Davy asked. "Did the Turner mention to you about them-uh?"

"Your previous crew Grandfather," Indiana answered. "The ones that voluntered to stay behind."

Davy nodded as he gazed back at the waters.

This moment was more akward than anything Olivia could anticipate. It should be a talkative moment, but there was still a dark cloud that seem to linger between them as they ignored each other. It was one of thier last moments together! Yet the fact that Davy would not give Indiana his blessing to leave ruined the moment between them.

Olivia looked at the water as she sighed.

"One more day," she said saldy as she watched the waves crash on the shores. "One more day on land with what matters most."

Again I'm sorry it is short, I was hoping to make it longer but...SCHOOL!!! GOT IN THE WAY!!! I'm sorry. And sadly I feel this story coming to a close, very soon. Hey, it can't last forever right? But after I am done, I think I'm going to go back and proof-read and edit. Not major changes. Just little things that bugged me. So review please. :) 'Olive'