A/N: I thought I would go ahead and post the next chapter, but if anyone is still confused, I can still clear it up.

Caden had gone her entire life without a father. Without Jack. So why did it hurt her so much to see him dead? He was the one who never knew he had a daughter, had her. But he had made her feel so welcome in his life. Filling the hole that was missing in her youth. There was no preventing the stinging truth that nipped at the inside of Caden's brain. 'He's dead,' it would whisper over and over again. 'You hardly knew him anyway. It won't be that hard to go back home and live life like you did before.'

What did that voice know? Of coarse it would be hard. It would tear at her day by day. She was to young for that. To feel the coldness of death.

"Caden?" Jacob whispered next to her, pulling her out of the thoughts that swam in her mind. They were crunched under the desk in the room, hiding from the dieing war outside. From the screams, Elizabeth had been captured not long after they had fled. Gibbs, older than the others, was taken down not long after her. Ana Maria was next, kicking and screaming curses at the men who were dragging her down to another cell. And for what they could tell, Will was still fighting with all the power in his body. But slowly, the sound of fist hitting flesh faded, and Caden could hear Will's tired wheezing as he leaded against the door for support.

With the snap of Lastrange's fingers, they could hear Will being pulled down to the big where the others were waiting.

"It wasn't supposed to be like this," Jacob said, just barley above a whisper, " It was just supposed to be a small trip."

"I know Jacob, it's going to be fine," where did that come from? Caden knew it wasn't going to be fine. She knew that sooner or later, the pirates would discover they were missing, and come find them. There was no hope.

"Come on," Jacob commanded suddenly, the sadness totally lost from his voice.

"What? To where? We have no where to go," Caden whispered franticly back. But Jacob was already to the door, unlocking it ever so slowly.

"There's nothing else we can do but fight. I'm not going to sit here and watch that son of a bitch take over the ship," the malice in his voice sent shivers down her spine, but gave her a rush of adrenaline at the same time.

"You're right. Let's go," Caden agreed, pushing herself up off the floor. She dug around the desk drawers for a minute until she found two knives and a gun.

"This should do," she said, tossing one knife and the gun at Jacob.

"You ready?" he asked, turning the door handle.

"As ever," Caden replied, placing her hand over Jacobs. Together, they pushed the door open. It banged against the wall with a loud crack. Expecting a swarm of Pirates, Caden raised her knife. But there was no sign of life. Taking a few careful steps forward, her and Jacob searched for anyone.

Caden's eyes scanned the deck. From the left side of the ship, to the mast, to the right side. Her eyes snapped back to the mast. The robes that held Jack were laying around the bottom of the mast in a crumpled heap. She had to bight back a sob thinking about those horrid men tossing Jack's lifeless body overboard.

"Where are they?" Jacob whispered, as though he was afraid to make a sound.

"Below deck, I suppose," Caden answered.

"Lets wait for them here," he suggested, pulling Caden by her wrist under the stairs.

"That's all of them," a gruff voice came from the stairs, getting louder along with two sets of footsteps.

"Except for those kids," a second man commented.

"We'll wait til they think they're safe. Let them come out and jump 'em," the second one explained.

"I like it. Hey, where's Sparrows' body?"

"Hmm, someone must have tossed him over. No need to worry, he's sleepin with the fishes now."

"Right," the second man dumbly shook his head. Together, they stationed themselves on both sides of the door Caden and Jacob had come out of. "Think they're still in there?"

"Of coarse they are. Now shut up before they hear you," the first man commanded, lowering himself so he couldn't be seen in the window.

"Jacob, lets go, they're two of them and two of us. We can win," Caden pleaded, itching to take revenge on the men who took her Jack.

"Hold on… ready… now!" he screamed. They launched themselves from their hiding place.

"What the…?" the first man was able to yell before Jacob's knife was pushed through his chest. He gave a final small gurgling noise in the back of his throat before he fell into the door. His dead eyes were large with surprise.

"Hold on there, Missy!" the other pleaded, as Caden's knife reached his neck. "I-I can help you! I can… help you get your family out!" he begged. Caden pulled her knife up to the right side of his throat.

"Do I look like I give a damn if you can help us? You killed my father, so a life for a life," and in a graceful sweep, her knife was covered in blood, the pirate laying at her feet. His red blood was making a pool at the tip of her shoes.

"We're murderers," Jacob whispered. His eyes jumping between the two dead men at their feet.

"Nothing we can do about it now," Caden reasoned, cleaning her knife on her shirt. "They're already dead. And since we're already murderers, why not add a few more to our list? Can't hurt," she said, looking up at Jacob. He nodded slightly.

A/N: I think Caden's a little pissed. Let this be a lesson to you: never piss off a pirate's long lost daughter. Review, now! I need 25 so please review.