First things first, I am still celebrating the fact that my story had reached up to fifty reviews so far, and doesn't have any bad comments 'bout it! Whoopee!

Second, like I said before I'm gonna right the top eight who had managed to answer enough questions right from the trivia thing from the last chapter. But alas! No one managed to get enough of 'em right! Only Cassie-bear01 was close but not enough. But, oh well. I guess the questions were kinda hard. I'll try to ease down the hard factor, righty?

Oh, you guys wonderin' what the answers were? Here 'tis then:

1. Write down the first three verses of Willow's Will-be-Done spell:

Harken Ye elements,

I summon you now,

Land, Sea, Fire and Wind

2. In what episode did Dawn first appear?

Buffy vs. Dracula, the very same episode my story started with. SWEET!

3. How many arrows shot through Spike during the Thanksgiving episode?

It was about four to five arrows that got through the vampire.

4. Who were the two girls in Tortuga who slapped Jack in the movie?

It's Giselle and Scarlet. True that Ana Maria also slapped Jack at the shores of Tortuga, but that is if you're being literal. Funny scene though…

5. What did Jack describe his Black Pearl while he and Elizabeth were stranded on the uncharted island?

"But what the Pearl is…is freedom."

Oh, and yeah, if you were wondering on how to pronounce the name of the Big Bad in this piece its sounds like this: Sire-inks. It's a pretty funny way to pronounce that name if you ask me. Now on with the story.

Chapter Seven, Revelations

          "I know I won't. But there are some questions that can't and won't be answered by me. There are a lot of things you don't know about this world, Sparrow. Are you sure you want most of you questions answered even if it means changing your world forever?" Buffy gave him neither she nor her friends a choice never had. She was staring at him intently when he suddenly stopped pacing and looked at her. With a simple nod, Buffy braced her throat for the long explanation.

"Into every generation, a Slayer is born. She alone will have the strength and the skill to kill the vampires and whatever hell chokes out on this world and prevent the swell of their numbers. She is the Slayer.

"What you saw back there Jackie is the undead. Vamps, vampires, one of the things that actually goes 'bump' in the night. They will bask in the glory of having to beat a Slayer. As you might have known by now, me is the current Slayer, the current Slayer is I. That raps up your first question, what's next?" Buffy sighed, and landed back down the bed, her head on one of Jack's pillow. She stared at the ceiling while she waited for Jack's question and unconsciously started to count each wood crack at the ceiling.

"Where did ye come from?" Jack inquiringly asked. There were a lot of questions zooming around his noggin, so he just fished one out and asked it. Besides, he had been meaning to ask that for a long time now, why not ask it when you have the opportunity, he mentally asked himself.

With a sigh, Buffy knew it'd be useless not to tell him, so she started to explain what time period she came from. "Sunnydale, California. Found in the America and won't be like I know it in about four centuries from now. So basically, I'm from the future. What's next?"

"What ye said 'fore. Ye know that there was a possibility tha' tha' Syrinx lass an' tha' bloody Box of Pandora's are real. Is tha' why ye asked all o' tha questions?"

"I asked those questions Jack to see if you were, open-minded enough to accept the fact that there are were-wolves, witches, demons, and things that came straight out from hell out there. Believe me Sparrow when I say that some people will even burn you at cross for telling and proving that there are such things out there," Buffy shuddered at the memory when Hansel and Gretel took a little trip in hell-y ol' Sunnydale and messing up with their parent's brain. "So what's next to the check-list, Captain?"

"Why didn't ye tell me all o' this 'fore? Me pirate feelin's are 'urt ye know, seemingly tha' ye don't trust me 'nough," there was mocking tone of hurt evident in his voice. Buffy rolled her eyes and almost snorted, completely getting his point even though she didn't have to look at the way Jack placed his hand over his chest as if he was hurt.

"Oh yeah, and say what? 'Hey Jack, mind if I still join you in your little escapade when there is still that huge chance that we are encountering those exiled gods and such like what it said in the book. Plus based on what Peter said, all hell is gonna break loose if that Singing-Girl opens Panda's Box. So basically, a brand new apocalypse is on our way and I just want to come because I need to save the world again. So when are we leaving?' Tch, I wish it was that easy," Jack didn't answer quite as fast when Buffy asked him for the next question. When he finally answered, he looked at her with eyes that were showing great curiosity.

"So, there will be all tha' hell breakin' an' earth bein' plagued by demons if we don't stop Syrinx then?"

"Of course there will, Sparrow!" Buffy turned at him, annoyed that he hasn't seen the obvious yet. She sighed again and rested her head back to the pillow when she saw the perfectly placed mask of no emotions in Jack's face. "I'm not asking you to help me fight this Singing-Girl or to help save the world. Hell, I've been doing it seen I was fifteen and I'll do it again if I have to. I just need to get there. I could probably hitch a boat here or something."

Buffy's voice was full of disappointment and Jack noticed that she had suddenly begun to fiddle with her thumbs in the middle of her outburst. Her voice was so full of uncertainty that Jack couldn't help but smirk when she turned to him.

"Who said we weren't fightin' pet? I still 'ave tha' treasure tah ge' don' I?" as arrogant as his reason was, Buffy couldn't help but smile at what he said. But a sullen face came as soon as her smile did. She propped her elbows back up to support her weight so Jack could see how serious she is about his decision.

"Jack, do you understand everything that you're about to promise yourself to? You do know that...," but Jack who was now suddenly in front of her, placed one of his fingers on her lips silencing her abruptly.

"Shh, luv, I already said tha' we are. An' besides, wha' good is a pirate's life we don't get a few rough an' tumbles along tha waves? Now 'ush up. We need ye up an' about as soon as possible. Ye still 'ave yer fair share of workload ye know," Jack said this lightly; assuring her that he was only joking. But there was something in his eyes that told her that he was also serious about it. 'But what part?' she wondered to herself. She shook her musings away and stared back at his brown eyes that was tinted with a bit of mischief and excitement on a new challenge.

With a reassuring smile, Buffy replied, "Don't ya worry 'bout little young me. Accelerated healing comes with the whole Slayer deal. Be up and about in five days tops."

"Ye confident 'bout tha', luv?"

"As confident as me thinking you will never turn down rum."

"Tha' much, eh?"

"Sure am."

"So wha' should I tell tha crew?" Jack asked her. He wasn't sure if she wanted the rest to know, but he also knows that his crew deserves to know what they were getting themselves into.

"You can tell them what's fit about the island and demons. But, can you not tell them 'bout me being a hell of a lot stronger than they are and me being the Slayer an' all? Men do have that tendency on having their big egos and pride hurt when a girl like me is stronger. Plus with Gibbs on the loose and muttering his head off about bad luck, he'll have a heart attack when he learns about me. And besides, Ana Maria already knows. Just ask her not to tell anyone else," Buffy pleaded him and gave him her best pout, making his hesitancy go away in an instant. Jack sighed with defeat.

"'Lright, pet. I guess wha' yer sayin' is true. Bu' how come ye told Ana Maria 'bout all of tha'? She's a bloody scallywag right the rest of us are too ye know," a pout came to Jack's face that made Buffy almost laugh and forget about her wound.

"Like I said before Jackie, I really didn't know where you stand after she told me all about you."

"An' wha' kind o' stuff woul' tha' be, luv?" Jack raised his eyebrows suggestively, but she didn't take the bait that was obviously dangling from its hook.

"Only that you always get slapped by girls every time you go to Tortuga, and that your unpredictable. All of which I saw myself," Buffy smiled innocently and batted her eyelashes at the glare she received. "Oh don't give me that look, Cappy. You know that's true."

"I know, but…ne'er mind. Bloody women," Jack finally stood up and left the room without a second glance and closed the door behind him.

"G'night, Jack," Buffy muttered even though he wasn't here to hear it and laid back down the bed, and tried to get her lack of sleep.

A/N: Ooh, seventh chappy finally up. Hope you like the whole confession bit. T'was kinda hard on placing on the main facts. Hopefully I gave enough information, but not enough as if Buffy is talking to the Scoobies.

Anyways, I decided for the trivia game to just give your answer whichever the way you guys like. Through my mail or the review thing, whatever. It reaches to me anyway 'round. Well, here they are:

1. Who led the mutiny against Jack?

2. What are the two names of William's father?

3. Name one of the things that were read on his crimes list when Jack was about to be hanged.

4. Which of this was the name of the singing demon the Scooby Gang met in 'Once More w/ Feeling': Dancer, Singer, Sweet, and S'klorath

5. What's the title of the episode when Spike told Buffy how he killed those two Slayers? Was it: Lover's Walk, Fool for Love, or Triangle?

So, yeah. Answer me back once you've gotten the answers, or if you think you've gotten the answers. Sure the award is small, but hey, your name is still posted up there, right???? Oh and thanks for the great reviews and especially the reviewers who has kept me entertained by reading their opinions of my story. Big 'yay' for you, reviewers! Ye alls made my day! Or months, which ever way you think 'bout it…