A/N: Ahh! Sorry I made you all wait so long. School was keeping me away from the computer. Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean or its characters in any way. (I do own Marie and Caleb.)

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Jack led Marie down to the same room she had stayed in the previous night. She entered and turned to face Jack, who had followed her inside the cabin. "And what do you think you're doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doin,' darlin'? This is my cabin."

Marie shook her head, "Not while I'm here. Have you no manners? Go sleep with your ruddy crew." She pointed at the door.

Jack walked drunkenly over to face her, "Don't worry, love. Just need a map." He opened the trunk and pulled out a ragged map after rummaging through its contents for a few moments.

He turned to leave, but swayed back around to face her. "Is there a problem between us, Miss Stillwater? I don't mean to hurt you. I mean to help you. You want to find your father, and I'm just the one that can do that for you. It was just my luck that you stumbled into my arms at the beach last night, savvy?"

Marie shifted angrily, "Now just wait a moment! If you had taken me in a civilized manner, I may have acted differently. But the fact is, you've kid- napped me and you expect me to trust you! We've been through this before. I haven't gotten any answers from you about our whereabouts and I do not wish to converse with you any more tonight, Mr. Sparrow. Goodnight."

Jack had been backing towards the door, hands clasped together, head bowed. "Beggin' your pardon." Amusement twinkled in his eyes as he looked at her before Marie slammed the door in his face.

Marie turned and leaned against the door, eyes closed. She could hear the sound of Jack's footsteps receding as he went up on deck. With a sigh, she opened her eyes and looked around the cabin. She had searched everything the night before except the large wardrobe.

She walked over and opened the top doors. All manner of fancy clothes were inside, including a few dresses. Marie frowned. She'd need more clothes, and here they were, but what of their previous owners? She shook her head thoughtfully, running her hand down the folds of a beautiful silk gown. Marie yawned, and suddenly realized how tired she was. She shut the door of the wardrobe and walked over to the bed. She reached to pull back the covers and stopped; it was Jack's bed. She hadn't thought about that the night before. She shivered, feeling uncomfortable at the thought of sleeping in a man's bed, a pirate captain's bed. She laid down on top of the covers, and fell asleep quickly with the rocking motion of the ship.

Sometime later, a knock at the door startled her out of her doze. Marie hadn't been able to sleep, for she'd been worrying about home and pondering the fate of her father. She got up slowly and walked to the door. She reached for the knob. "Who is it?"

"Caleb," the hushed voice replied.

She opened the door. Caleb stood there, a spyglass in one hand, "Come up on deck with me, I want to show you something."

Marie nodded, a small smile upon her lips. She followed him up on deck, out into the cool night air. He began to climb into the rigging, which was illuminated by the bright moonlight. She stood below hesitantly, not sure what he wanted her to do.

"C'mon up here," Caleb called down.

Marie grabbed the lowest rope, and hoisted herself up. She then began to climb. After a few moments, she looked down, afraid that she would fall. Caleb called down to her again, and she bit her lip and began to work her way up the rigging at a steady pace. She finally made it to the crow's nest.

Caleb smiled at her. Marie's face showed no expression as she turned her gaze to the sky. The moon was high above, and the clouds had cleared from the sky, revealing the stars which were twinkling more brightly now.

Caleb handed the spyglass to her, "Look, see that star? Look at it through the spyglass."

Marie raised the spyglass to her eye and peered at the star that Caleb had pointed to. "It's beautiful..." She lowered the instrument to search the horizon, almost instinctively. With a yelp, she nearly dropped the spyglass. "Caleb! There's a ship! I can't make out its flag."

He frowned and took the spyglass, "It's probably just a merchant vessel- " He lowered the spyglass quickly. "Marie, climb down and find Jack. Tell him to come up here." His voice was urgent. Marie hesitated. "Go!" She climbed down the rigging as quickly as she could and leapt the last few feet down onto the deck. The shock jarred her feet, but she ignored the pain and ran below decks, shouting, "Captain! Where's the captain?"

Jack emerged from one of the cabins, groggily pulling on a shirt, "What's goin' on, lass?"

"There's a ship on the horizon. I don't believe it's just a merchant vessel, either. Caleb's up in the crow's nest. He wants to see you."

By now, Jack and Marie had climbed the stairs and reached the mast. Jack quickly and skillfully climbed the rigging, and moments later she could faintly hear the men's hushed voices as they conversed. The wind began to blow, carrying their conversation away from her ears.

She paced below the mast nervously, scanning the horizon. She couldn't see far by the moonlight. As the wind died down, Marie stopped as she heard Jack's voice, "...enemy ship. Rouse the crew, take up the anchor and let out the sails. They may not've seen us. The Pearl isn't battle-ready and I'm not goin' to get 'oles blown in my ship when it can be avoided. We've got other plans..."

Marie leaned against the mast, wondering when she'd find out what Jack had "planned." Suddenly, Jack leapt down beside her, causing her to jump. "You'd best go back to your cabin and get some rest, lass. It's gonna be a long day t'morrow." He disappeared below decks, and she could hear him shouting orders. She decided to heed Jack's advice, and returned to the cabin for the remaining hours of the night.

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