Oh spyglass heh that makes sense! Yea sorry bout the bad cliffy hehe, not
really... smacks herself okay heres the next chappy. Hope ye like it!

Chapter 12

"So Many Questions"

Jack sat next to me on the bed, staring at the two lockets and the worn out parchment. He pondered what to do. What could he do? He didn't understand how this was supposed to work. And with me unconscious it was even harder to figure out. I couldn't exactly tell him what to do. He looked at my unconscious form. Drinking some rum, and then some more. Finally downing the whole bottle. He looked back at my form and began to speak. "Ravenica, I know ye can hear me. I don't know what to do. I have the pieces of the puzzle but I can't figure out what to do with them. I wish ye were here to tell me what to do. Ye always had been good at telling me what to do." He sighed. "I wish things didn't 'ave to turn out this way. I miss ye terribly. Gibbs has taken over ye ship. I know that's what ye wanted. Ye meant so much to me, as we played cat and mouse games. That was fun times. I just want to know how to get ye back. I think I was beginning to gain feelings for ye. Ye know."

He toyed with the two pieces of the locket, wondering what they would look like together he pushed them together. He put them together with a click. He placed the locket around my neck, carefully lifting my head. He clasped the back of it and gave a half smile.

"It looks good on ye." He said, his words breaking as he looked at my still form sadly.

The locket had begun to glow a bright gold, sending colors from the blue sapphire. He looked at it confused as the whole room was illuminated with colors. He stood slowly and looked around. The colors had disappeared and he looked back at me.

BACK TO RAVENICA'S POV

I gasped for air as I sat straight up, my eyes wide. I looked around, breathing heavily. Where was I? How did I get here? Why aren't I dead? I thought to myself as I surveyed my surroundings. I realized I was in Jack's cabin; my eyes were still wide.

"What happened?" I tried to breathe; my breathing had become very shallow.

He shrugged. "I can't say I know, luv."

I eyed him, he had to know, and after all he is the only one sitting here with me. Also he was the only one who had the locket.

"What do ye mean ye don't know?" "

I really don't know. I was just sitting here thinking about stuff and outta no where it started to glow all around the room, next thing I knew ye were sitting up straight looking for air."

"I'm supposed to be dead! Why am I not dead?"

He shrugged again, his eyes gave away that he knew why but he wouldn't say. "Get sum rest, eh. We will talk about this later."

"I want to talk about it now, gullible!"

"No, after ye get rest." He said softly. I sighed, giving him a dirty look.

"Why can't ye ever just agree with me?" I questioned, folding my arms over my chest. My breath finally becoming steady again.

"That, my dear, would be way to easy." He said, a smile slowly spreading across his lips.

I gave a frustrated sigh. "Ye annoy me sometimes."

"Ye annoy me to." He laughed

"Just tell me."

"How can I tell ye, when I don't know me self? I told you what happened, I was sitting here drinking me rum and yer locket began to glow. Then ye were sitting up gasping for air. I noticed the locket was around my neck, but I had left it in my bodice, my eyes became wide in fear.

"Uh, gullible?"

"Yes, luv?"

"How did the locket get around my neck?" I asked, looking him over.

A small evil grin came to his lips as he thought about it.

"Details for another day, luv."

My jaw dropped at the thought of him digging in my bodice to retrieve the locket. Would he really do that? Aye, he would. But, why would he do that.

"Gullible, I want answers! Now!" I shouted in frustration, swinging my long tan legs over the bed, I stood.

"But, I told ye." He said simply.

"That can't be the whole story!" I yelled

"But it is." He shrugged.

I gave a heavy sigh, he was so hard to tolerate sometimes. "Ye better spill the beans before I get to kickin yer ass."

"Ye couldn't kick me ass." He said, pointing to his ass. I chuckled and shook my head.

"Spill it."

"Nope. It will stay in my head until.. The opportune moment." he said, his hands coming together in front of him.

"And when is that?" I asked, tapping my foot impatiently. "

When I say so?" he said raising a brow.

That wasn't going to fly with me.

"I think right now is the opportune moment." I said, continuing to tap my foot impatiently.

"Nah, ye need yer rest."

"I've been unconscious for what a few days, I think I've had enough rest."

"Are ye ever gonna give up?" he questioned, looking me straight in the eyes as he walked closer to me.

"No." I said simply.

"Well I told ye what happened, why won't ye just take that for a fact?"

"Because, it doesn't seem right."

"But that's how it happened."

I sighed, rolling my eyes. "Are ye sure?"

"Aye, as sure as I have ever been."

I smacked my head in thought, none of this made any sense. I sighed; this was getting us nowhere. I ran my fingertips over my jaw line in thought.

"Alright I'll let it go.. For now" He nodded; obviously hopping I would eventually forget about it, and not question him again. But, as always I had a plan to get the information I was seeking out of him.

"Where's my ship?" I asked

"In Gibbs' control, just like I promised ye."

Well, at least one thing went right. My ship was being taken care of, but what really happened to bring me back. And why wouldn't Jack be straight with me and tell me how I retruned? He's so irritating sometimes!