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Chapter 16
"To The Gallows"

I sat on the wooden bench they so graciously offered in this hellhole they called a cell. I was bored out of my mind.. There was nothing to do being locked in a cell by myself. Oddly enough the whole place looked to be deserted. There were no other prisoners. A large hole to the outside was in the wall, so any prisoner who would be in that cell could easily escape. I gave a heavy sigh, running my fingers through my long hair.

"So, what to do now?" I asked myself out of boredom. I thought about it, my eyes rising in thought.

"99 bottles of beer on the wall, 99 bottles of beer, take one down pass it around...98 bottles of beer on the wall." I began to sing to myself. "97 bottles of beer on the wall 97 bottles of beer take one down pass it around 96 bottles of beer on the wall..."

An hour later

"69 bottles of beer on the wall.. 69 bottles of beer, take one down pass it around.. 68 bottles of beer on the wall."

"Do you always sing to yourself?" I heard a voice question, I half expected and hoped it was Jack. He had always asked if I talk to myself.

"Yea I do, got a problem with it?" I asked, looking to the cell door. I saw the Commodore walk from behind the shadows. I stood and walked toward the door.

"Not at all, I guess you have to keep yourself entertained somehow." The Commodore smiled, standing in front of me.

"So, to what do I owe the pleasure of yer little visit?" I questioned, gripping the bars with my hands.

"You said I didn't know anything about your crimes.. Well, I came to inform you that I now do."

I eyed him. "Oh do ye, please enlighten me."

"I did a background check. I found out some very interesting details. You were caught when you were 10 years old stealing at a market. You were also caught and jailed in England for stealing a ship from their fleet. Somehow you managed to escape from the English where you took over your father's ship."

"Anything else?" I asked, wondering just how much he knew about my past

"Oh, there is a whole list of things. I'd rather not get into to many details. I just came to inform you that you have an appointment with the gallows. In two days you will be taken."

"Thanks for the information, I'll be sure to prepare myself for the gallows." I sneered.

Commodore Norrington nodded and walked toward the stairway, I watched him slowly walk up the stone steps. Sending daggers from my eyes to his back. I gave a sigh and looked around once again. I shook the bars that held me in this cell; they wouldn't budge. I walked back over to the wooden bench at the far end of the cell, located in front of the window. I laid down.

"Now where was I?" I mumbled to myself.. "55 bottles of beer on the wall 55 bottles.. No that's not right ... damn it I can't remember."

The Next Day

I still laid on the bench, staring at the ceiling, wishing I had a picture to put up there. I hated staring at nothing. I heard the door to the dungeon open, sounded as if they were bringing in a prisoner. I wondered who it could be. Realizing this was the only cell that was useable, I knew I was going to have to share it. I continued to lay on the bench, my eyes closed.

"You really don't have to hold on to me so tight mate." I heard a familiar male voice say.

I raised a brow slowly as they approached the bottom of the stairway. I kept my eyes closed, I heard the cell door open and then close. I heard footsteps approach me, as the guys who brought him in made their way back up the long stairway. I could feel my new cellmate next to me, his eyes looking over me. My eyes shot open, I looked at him.

"Do ye always have to do that?" The man questioned.

I quickly stood "Well, Jack Sparrow, what are ye doing here?"

"Captain." He quickly corrected me.

"Okay CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow, what are ye doing here?" I questioned, sarcasm dripping from my words.

Great, not only was I trapped in a little cell by myself; but also now I had to share it with Jack Sparrow. Well, at least I'd have entertainment now.

He shrugged slightly. "I came to visit some friends when the Commodore spotted me, he jailed me immediately."

"Let me guess ye came to visit Elizabeth and her fiancé?" I asked

"Aye, what are ye doing in here, Luv?" he nodded, the coins and beads shaking as he did so.

"Well, I saved the governor's life, the so great Commodore saw my brand, and locked me up. I have a great appointment with the gallows in 2 days."

"Don't worry, luv. I have a plan to get out of here." he said, trying to assure me.

"And what would that be? If I many enquire." I said, crossing my arms across my chest.

"Ye will see." He grinned, showing his gold-capped teeth.

I eyed him suspiciously, wondering what was running through that head of his.

"Hey, isn't that my shirt?" Jack asked, pointing to the white shirt I wore.

"Yeah, maybe." I said, looking at the floor

"That's what happened to my favorite shirt! Hand it over."

"No, its quite comfortable." I smiled

"I know, that's why it was my favorite." He said, holding out his hand.

"Fine, take it." I said, taking it off and handing it to him.

He grinned triumphantly. I watched him take the shirt off of his back; I looked over his tan body and raised a brow. I did miss that sight. He handed me the shirt he had been wearing.

"Here you can have this one."

"Why would I want that one?" I asked

"Incase ye get cold." I nodded, taking the shirt from his hand.

"Thanks."

"No problem, luv, wouldn't want you to freeze."

I sighed, leaning against the wall as I sat on the bench.

"I'm so bored."

"The boredom will only get worse, luv. But, now that I'm here ye have company." He grinned a small devilish grin.

"Oh YAY!" I said sarcastically as he sat next to me. "How is it that ye and I are in Port Royal at the same time?"

"I told Gibbs before ye left to meet me here in a month or so."

"So Gibbs was in on this?"

"Aye, I wanted to see how ye be coming along on yer own."

"Well right now, not so well." I laughed

"Aye, me either." He chuckled.

I sighed, the last person I expected to see in this little cell was Jack. Now here he sat next to me. Well, at least id be entertained for the few days I would be stuck in here, right? Right.