Chapter 12:

A/N: Hey, how are you guys? I don't know about you but I'm worn, and I just want to let you guys know that from Friday of this week until Sunday I will not be able to update my story(s) because I will be in the southern most part of the US, the Key West. Which, in fact, is part of the Caribbean! Yay, go me! If I do happen to be picked up by the Black Pearl, I'll send em' in your guys direction, savvy?

Disclaimer: No I don't own POTC, I own the DVD and I'll be in the Caribbean but I still don't own POTC, wish I did though!

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I scanned the deck to find Ana, if she was alive I didn't want what was left of her to be butchered. She was propped up in the same corner I had seen her before, I immediately ran after her but stopped in mid stride when I saw a man hoist her up over his shoulder and carry her bellow decks.

The wood floor creaked as I made my way stealthily down the steps keeping a sharp eye on the pirates at all times. That's when I felt another body hit slightly into mine. I jumped slightly not expecting the company of another person.

"It's okay Reynolds, relax it's only me." I heard Turner whisper as he grabbed my shoulder, like that was going to calm me down. "Reynolds, your back-."

"I know already, will you shut up? In case you didn't notice. I'm trying to sneak up on these men." I retorted.

"And why are you sneaking up on them? Looking for a bit of action, are we?"

I suppressed the need to smack him in the head, "they have Ana."

It seemed out of nowhere his eyes sharpened and he had a 'ready to kill' attitude. "So what's the plan?"

"Plan? For heavens sake all we're going to do is walk down there stop them from doing whatever it is they are trying to do and get Ana. Is that good enough for you?"

"Well you certainly have your father's strategy."

"I don't want to hear of my father," with that announced I made my way further down the stair case my loose curls waving back and forth on my back.

Ana was sprawled out on a table her pants undone slightly and her shirt lying wrinkled on her body, "Where'd they go?" It seemed I had gotten the answer to my question when I was whacked with an oar and sent straight into the wall. The second man picked up my unconscious body while Turner dueled with the first man.

"You're going to lose today, boy!" The man spat out his yellow teeth staining Turner's memory.

"Are you so sure?" He forced the man away with his cutlass.

"As sure as that lass screaming on deck," he gave a conniving grin and stood still long enough for Turner to hear Elizabeth's cries.

"You bastard! This was all a distraction then? To lure us away while you ran off with the Pearl and Elizabeth."

"Don't go forgetting the other wench too."

"Justine," his mind raced and he made a jump onto the stairs running up onto the deck.

I, meanwhile, was being carried over to the Pearl. Luckily for me my consciousness came back quickly and I fought my way from the other man. My bruised body landed hard on the wood flooring and I watched as the pirate raised his sword and brought it down as I rolled out of the way and onto my feet. The pirate's sword had gotten stuck in the deck so I raised my knee to his chest sending a sudden blow to the lungs causing him to wheeze.

I grabbed the hilt of the sword and twisted the blade within the wood yanking it out at the same time just before I sliced it across his back and jabbed it into his ribs. Turner stood watching my killing strategies in awe. I took notice at his stare and broke the silence, "what? It's not like he wasn't about to do the same to me!" I explained passing the buck off onto the dead pirate.

My eyes abruptly turned towards the Pearl which was scrapping up against Millson's ship as it made its way around us. "What are they doing?"

"Taking our ship, what the bleeding hell does it look like?" Sparrow sauntered over whipping his sword clean of the blood.

I frantically searched my pockets, "no! Where did it go? It was here before! No!"

Turner and Sparrow looked at me questionably, "What is it that you have lost?"

I looked at them a little scared, "The watch, he took the watch. Christopher must've known I had it on me and took it off when he was holding me on the railing."

"If you don't mind me asking, Jus- Reynolds, why is that rusted ol' trinket so important to you?" Sparrow gleamed at me.

"Because, father, inside that watch is the coordinates to my mother's grave! Christopher is crazy; he believes he can resurrect her with the help of a witch and an offering of death for her life. And I am sorry I don't want my mother's holy resting place to be desecrated because some loon thinks he can bring her back especially since he couldn't take care of her in life, why should he get a second chance!"

"What's with the offering of death for life thing?" Turner spoke up a little shaken and disturbed.

"That's why Millson wants me dead, but he hadn't killed me yet. It was like a present for Christopher. You see Millson is the one who killed my mother so he figured by sacrificing me to bring her back would make Christopher happy and Millson could live."

"Then why are you here? Shouldn't you be with them?" Sparrow eyed our conversation.

"Well, that's the thing, by all means I should be with them but they didn't take me. They used me as the distraction so," I paused looking Turner straight in the eye feeling a bit weak myself.

"So, what?"

"So they could take Elizabeth. They knew I would put up a horrible fight and that I would most likely find an escape so they took her. I guess they think she is the weaker of us, even though that's not true."

"But I still don't understand, why her and not you? I thought they wanted you dead?"

"The only thing that I can think of is that she is the bait, the bait to get me to go willingly."

"But how is that going to work? You two hate each other, you wouldn't do anything for her."

"I have to, she would for me and you know it. Plus I can't risk her dying, it would ruin your marriage arrangements." I bit my lip and walked away back to the stair well but was stopped by Sparrows comments.

"Doesn't anyone ask the CAPTAIN anymore? I mean I am in charge here! Besides we are not doing this again! We dealt with the walking dead in our last voyage and we had to save her because dear William here had to save his love!"

I looked back up to Turner who was a tad embarrassed about Sparrow's ramblings. "All the more reason why we should go, I'm going to help Ana- Maria. Sparrow you should clean up your wounds before they get worse." I turned on my heal and walked briskly down the steps to where Ana was siting in a chair rubbing her head.

"Ana," I was over joyed to see her up; I thought she'd never wake. I ran over to her and embraced her warmly.

"Okay lass, go easy on me, I am still achy you know?"

I pulled away slowly, "I'm sorry," I gave a slight smile.

"What happened? You're all banged up." She looked me over, my blood stained shirt and bruised face along with the dark circles under my eyes and my unruly black curls.

"You don't look so bad yourself," I allowed a smile to break through but it quickly vanished as I became dead serious, "so much, too much in one day. I found my father, my real father, lost a valuable ally, and ruined two partnerships." I laid everything out in the open for her starting with Sparrow and ending with Elizabeth's capture.

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A/N: I know a very short chapter, I'll write again soon. Please review and let me know what you thought, thanks! Ta!

Ps: I might actually change one part of this chapter eventually, because I don't believe Jack would've just let his ship leave without a fight. But I'll worry about that later.