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AbbieNormal182- Ha! I'm not telling you anything! Lol, everyone says, "He's gonna do this, he's gonna do that, isn't he?" Um, sorry, can't tell ya! But...thanks for the review!

PED-Sarah-No you don't! lol, I'm changing it! Hopefully, everyone won't guess! Thanks for the review!

Raven Potter Weasley-LOL I wasn't thinking of that but it sounds interesting! I'll think about it! Thanks!

Angie-You JUST got the DVD? How did you last? Lol, I got it the first day IMMEDIATELY after school. Yes! I'm hoping the next chappie will be very fun to write!

Wills lil angel-LOL I'll try to make sure nothing happens to your lil Will...I don't want my characters dying on me! EXCEPT FOR THOMAS OOOH HE WAS EVIL! ...um...sorry, thanks for the review!

Chayter-THANK YOU SO MUCH! Do you know how much I love it when people tell me that? Thanks!!

Reese Sparrow-Thanks! And yeah! I do the exact same! Lol!! PEOPLE! REESE SPARROW IS MY TWIN!

Angyl-...I don't know...lol, where did I say that you gave me an idea because then I'll figure it out too lol. Thank you so much! Ha, you may hate cliffhangers and be only 20 but I love 'em and I'm only 14! So cruel at such a young age, but ya know, it had to happen! OH I think you gave me the idea to make Jack go to the gallows so the story would be longer! Because you said it was a little rushed, that made me want it to be longer (was that sentence grammatically correct? Lol) Thanks again!

SuzzieQue-Thank you! Keep reading!

A/N: I'm feeling generous! Everyone gets a free trip on set to watch them film the sequel!! YAY! (Note: This is not a real prize, if I had a free trip on set I would've been there already instead of writing stories about the movie...*sigh*)

A/N2-I FEEL AWFUL! I haven't updated in so long but I've been working on this really hard, so please forgive me!

Disclaimer: I do not own POTC( WAHHH!!! *Runs away crying*

Chapter 15- Waiting to be rescued

"Awright, lass! Get prepared...in a few hours ye'll be makin' some men QUITE 'appy!" A filthy man with barely any teeth left said to Pearl, making her cringe.
"And how long does this punishment last?" Pearl said through clenched teeth.
"'ow long?" The man threw back his head and laughed. "It never ends!"
Pearl gulped and looked overboard to the sea. Tears cascaded down her cheeks as she thought of her fate.
'Jack's going to die, the rest of the Sparrow's will probably get caught, my father will probably be hung, I'm going to be sold to a bunch of filthy men...what next?"
Pearl looked back at the man, who was now at the helm.
'Ok, Pearl. Just untie the ropes around your wrist, untie the ropes around your ankles, and jump overboard. Swim to shore and save Jack!'
She began to untie the ropes around her wrists when she realized it wasn't as easy as she thought it would be. She struggled and pulled and yanked, but it did more harm than good.
She soon felt a cold, metal blade beneath her chin.
"Ye try a move like that again, miss, and it's down to Davy Jones' Locker for ye. And by the looks of things, them fishes are mighty hungry lass." The man hissed at her. Pearl took a look and saw three large sharks swim by. She gulped and nodded.
The man walked back to the helm and Pearl felt beneath her chin. At various spots, trickles of blood flowed down her neck. He managed to slice her neck a little, and she knew that if she tried that stunt again, he wouldn't be so generous.
Staring down at the waves crashing up against the ship, she sighed as the tears began to well up again. She'd be here for a while. Worst of all, she'd never see the people she loved ever again. Not her mom, not her dad...not even Jack.
At that thought, her eyes grew large and she put her hands over her mouth. She bent over and began to cry hysterically. She'd never see her first love again...not ever.

~*~*~*~

Jack sat in his cell, awaiting any other possible miracle.
'My father got out of 7 million mishaps and I can't get out of one. What kind of pirate am I?"
The prisoners in the next cell over tried to lure the poor dirty dog over with bones and sticks.
"Look! I've got a bone 'ere, doggie!"
"A nice stick awaits ye!"
"Who wants a scratch on the head??"
"WILL YE ALL SHUT THE BLOODY 'ELL UP, ALL OF YE?!" Jack finally screamed, not being able to take it any more. It had been at least two hours that he sat there quiet, but they hadn't stopped!
"Ye know," One prisoner said to him. "Yer father was MUCH nicer to us."
"Who bloody cares?!" Jack screamed again, pulling his hat over his head, then trying to sleep.
"Do ye want a bone?" Another prisoner whispered ten seconds later.

"QUIET!" Jack screamed.

~*~*~*~

About another hour later, at sometime God awful hour in the morning when Jack was JUST dozing off (Hey, he was going to die, why should he have bags under his eyes before his death?), a priest walked into the jail and gazed into each cell. He stopped dead in front of Jack's cell and pointed.
"You, young one. Where are the keys so I may relieve you of your sins?" He asked quietly. He had a large hat, a long white outfit, and his face was halfway covered with a large, bushy white beard. The beard muffled his voice, but Jack understood him anyway.
"Have you checked the dog?" Jack snapped angrily. Relieve him of his sins? That man was going to be there for a while.
The priest turned around, muttered an, "Ah hah!" and then opened Jack's cell.
"Get out." He whispered.
Jack's face was overcome with confusion. "What?"
"Hurry! Get out before they hear you!" The priest pulled off his hat and beard to reveal a concerned, yet excited, Will Turner.
Jack looked at Will, the keys, then his exit. He jumped off his feet and ran towards the door, but stopped. He ran back, grabbed his beloved hat, and then ran back to the door again.
Once out, he laughed, hugged Will, muttered a "Thank you!", and then Will grabbed his shoulder and they ran out into the streets. Will explained the plan as they ran through the streets. They would run back to Will's house so Jack wouldn't be discovered, and after a few hours, Will would run down to the port to try to see the Black Pearl.

~*~*~*~

A few hours passed on the ship Pearl was on and they reached land. But Pearl, knowing her fate, didn't care anymore. She wouldn't see her family again, she wouldn't see the Sparrow's again, and she especially wouldn't see Jack again. Her life crumbled before her eyes.
"Le's go, lass. It's time to go."
Pearl pursed her lips and turned her head to look away from the horrid man.
"Did ye 'ear me?! It's time to go!"
"Over my dead body!" Pearl screamed, surprising herself at what she had said.
"Would ye really like that?!" The man screamed back. But he knew he would be penalized if she didn't make it there safe and sound. He grabbed her shoulder and pulled her off the boat.
"Get off me!" Pearl screamed.
"Well, well..." The man smirked. "Yer gonna make one man QUITE exhausted, aren't ye?!"
The more he talked, the worse Pearl felt. There was a lump in her throat and tears building in her eyes.

~*~*~*~

"LAND AHOY! LAND AHOY!" Mr. Cotton's parrot screeched.
"Finally." Jack muttered to himself. He was completely stressed out. He had NO idea if his son was safe or if he was hanging by now. If only he had some way of knowing, but he didn't. Even so, he was on a mission to save his best friend's daughter.
He reached deep into his pockets and found change. He took it out to count what little amount he had. He just hoped it was enough.
"DROP ANCHOR!" He yelled to the crew and prepared to jump off his ship.
Juniper, as if she noticed her husband's forlorn face, looked to him and said, "It's ok, Pookie, I bet he's ok."
Jack looked up with a startled look on his face and noticed the crew staring at him, each one stifling a laugh.
"I thought I told you never to call me that!" He hissed at her.
Gibbs walked up and patted Jack on the back. "It's ok, Pookie!"
"She didn't say Pookie!" Jack tried to convince them. "She said...pudding! Yes, dear, I love pudding too...hehe?" Well, at least Jack tried. Now he had to try at something harder. Saving a woman's life from hundreds of dirty, perverted men.

~*~*~*~

Jack Jr. sat in the living room of the large white house, shaking nervously.
"It's ok...I bet she's fine." Will said to him, but as he said it, he hoped he would convince himself.
"I hope so." Jack sighed.
Will nodded sadly. "Me too."

~*~*~*~

"It's time, lass!" The man hissed at Pearl. She gulped as she was thrown onto the auction table. The auctioneer looked back at her and laughed.
"Lookie here, mates! We got ourselves a feisty one. She almost threw 'erself overboard and risked death to avoid this fate, but didn't get far! Can we start the bidding at three shillings?"
Pearl zoned out as the biddings rose higher and higher. Why should she listen to how much she was worth?
But she noticed something. A dark figure who's face was covered with dark dreadlocks and a captain hat. As he raised his head, she noticed it was Jack's father. At first she was humiliated-What would he think when he saw her like this? But then she thought...'Hey...Jack can buy me!'
A/N-I have NO idea how much a shilling is worth, so if this is way low or high, then forgive me.
"We have our top bidder at 60 shillings! 60 shillings, anyone willing to make it 61?"
Jack reached into his pockets and only counted a measly 23 shillings. Uh oh. Will was going to kill him!
"SOLD! To the large man in back."
A rotund man walked forward and licked his lips, looking Pearl up and down.
"Oh...help me!" Pearl squeaked.
"Excuse me, I don't think so, mate."
As she heard a familiar voice, she saw Jack with his pistol pointed towards the man who just bought him.
"This girl just happens..." He looked over to Pearl and winked. "To be me daughter. Now, what's more important to ye? One night of a good time and 60 shillings or yer life?"
The man looked down at the pistol, then up at Jack. "Ja...Jack Sparrow?"
"What does it look like, son? Now, come on, hand her over."
"Hmm...I don't know. She looks like a good one..."
Jack sighed, raised his pistol, and fired a shot through the roof.
"That's yer warning."
The man's eyes widened and he rose his eyebrows. "She's yers."
Jack smiled, grabbed Pearl by the arm, and ran out.
"Oh, thank you!! And best of all, you didn't have to buy me! Which means we don't have to-"
Jack looked at her with a curious face.
"Never mind, just get me home!"
"Can and will do, lass."
Aboard the ship in her own cabin, Pearl couldn't help but cry. What was the use of being saved if Jack, her one and only love, was already probably dead by now?