Anamaria couldn't shake what she'd seen from her head, even after a few drinks at one of the taverns.  She made her way back to The Pearl and saw that the door to Jack's cabin was wide open.  Before she made it all the way inside, she began to speak.  "Jack, Cordy, ye'll ne'er believe wha' I…"  Her words stopped when she saw Jack.  He was on his knees in the same position he was in after Ahriman had left nearly two hours ago.  His face was red and the skin under his eyes looked slightly raw.  "Jack?"  Anamaria rushed to the captain's side.  "Jack, wha' 'appened?"  Jack stayed motionless, speechless.  It appeared as if his body had simply shut down.  Anamaria weighed her options and, as much as she didn't want to, she slapped his face.  "Snap out o' it," she said softly.

"This time, I know I didn' deserve tha'," Jack said, his voice sounding distant.

"Jack, I thought I was seein' things before, but did someone take Cordy?  I saw a man who had a lass o'er his shoulder, but I…"

"Yeah," Jack interrupted, "they took 'er."

Panic flooded into Anamaria's voice.  "An' yer in here actin' like this?  Jack, wha' 'appened?"

"She wasn' who she said she was.  She lied t' me, t' you, t' the whole crew!"

"Jack yer not makin' sense."

"She's a Barbossa!" he yelled, his eyes coming back to life.  "She was sent by Ahriman so he could get me ship an'…"

"She's what?  Jack, tha' jus' doesn' make sense, think about it."

"I'm not thinkin', I'm leavin'.  I don' have a fight in me right now.  Get the crew together; whoever isn' here in an hour gets left behind."

"Jack, ye can' leave 'er, she loves you!"

"Tha's an order!" Jack commanded.

Anamaria knew that she wouldn't win, so she bowed her head and left the cabin to do as Jack said.  "God be with ye, lass," she softly.