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Devon had kept a wide berth between her and Jack over the two weeks she remained in the ship. They had sailed on towards an island that Jack had claimed was his own to fetch the map before ploughing on towards Sierra. There was no point in doing this Devon was sure however she plotted and sceamed and tossed plans about so she was prepared, if in the small chance it did work, she would keep her word to Jack, he would get nothing by the end of this. Her eyes scanned the darkening horizon and she caught sight at last of her Isle, nothing more than a protruding rock in the middle of the sea.

"Land ho!" Mr Gibbs hollered startling Devon from her thoughts, she heard Jack barking orders to have the ship secured, unwillingly she caught his eye and he flashed her a devilish smile. Devon didn't give him the satisfaction of a reaction and instead turned her back to gaze out towards the Isle.

"Not much to look at eh?"

Jack had sidled up beside her his eyes fixed on the small isle.

"Get away from me you fool," Devon took a full step away from him irritated by his mere presence.

"C'mon luv, you'll need to pretend you like me for tomorrow, otherwise your old man will have both our throats cut." Devon snorted.

"Just yours Jack, he needs me alive to get that treasure."

"Right you are luv, so it'll be myself that cuts your throat if you don't play along," he threw her a half cocked smile.

"It wont work." folding her arms across her chest Devon levelled his look. "I hate you, you traitorous bastered." Jack laughed and lowered his eyes.

"It only takes a little feeling to open that door." he murmured casting her a sidelong glance. Devon lent close to him, her lips peeled back in a sneer.

"Well it wont be from me."

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When Devon surfaced the following morning the Pearl had already anchored close to the Isle, she noticed with disgust that the Echo was to. Jack ambled up beside her grinning like a cat.

"Ready luv?"

"Where are the crew?" she looked around the deserted deck.

"In the galley drinking their merry hearts out while we do the dirty work." he grinned again and held up the amulet. Devon glanced over at the Echo, it was a startling contrast to the Pearl. Made of the palest wood and drenched in brass fittings it could pass as a ghost ship in heavy fog. Jack followed her gaze.

"She's a beautiful ship," he commented, "It's a shame she's wasted on your father." he put a hand on her shoulder and gave it a squeeze. "C'mon luv, lets go."

Devon chewed on her lip, she was going to have to make sure the crew of the Pearl were well out of the way if her plan was going to work.

"I'll be with you in a minute Jack, I need to go and empty my bladder before I go anywhere." she left Jack and went in search of Mr Gibbs.

Jack hummed merrily as he rowed them over to the sharp rocks of Sierra, heading for the mouth of a cave. It was a tall Isle, the jagged volcanic rock stretching high in the air, not a pretty isle either Devon noticed. No plants, no trees not even a sea bird perched upon the rock. She sighed as she climbed out the boat catching sight of Jack's morbid expression, a miserable pair they were. Jack led her into the cave clutching her hand as if in fear she would run away, the thought had crossed her mind as her confidence began to crumble. The heavy iron door loomed in front of them, Jack made no hesitation to slot the amulet into the appropriate mark on the door, he turned to her.

"Turn round and lets have that scroll," Devon obediently did as he asked preparing the smug smile on her face when the door didn't open. She could feel her back tingling as Jack read the Spanish script, she shifted feeling greatly uncomfortable. He finished and Devon turned the smug grin plastered on her face.

"I told you, you swine." she snickered. Her words were lost however as the unmistakable sounds of clanking filled the tiny cave. Jack's mouth broke into a grin as the door swung open. Devon stared at it for a long moment.

"How the hell did it open, I don't have any feelings for you." she looked at Jack who rubbed his hand together with the anticipation of getting them on the treasure. Forgetting herself Devon leapt into the chamber her eyes greedily seeking for mounds of gold and jewels. Nothing. The chamber empty save one single small chest on the floor in the far away corner. She went towards it as Jack hung back still shocked to the core that the cave was empty. Gently lifting the lit Devon peered into the chest, precious stones and jewels filled the tiny chest and at the top a parchment sealed with wax. Devon pulled it open

My daughter, if you are reading this then you have found your place in life with a man that you share great feeling for, Devon glanced at Jack in disgust,

"Hardily mother, sorry to disappoint you."

Are you disappointed that there is not a huge amount of treasure? I don't think you will be because you will have learned that love is more dear than any treasure. These jewels are yours, it all I have to give you, all my love.

Devon sat back on her heels regarding the jewels in the chest, they were worth a small fortunes themselves, she wasn't disappointed at all.

"Well?" Jack jarred her back to reality, "where is the rest?" Devon's laugher was cut short by the gravel voice of her father.

"Well well, started without me I see." he strolled towards Devon, eyes gleaming at the chest she had tucked under her arm. Jack winced.

"That's all there is James." Jack waved a hand towards the chest, he was angry. Tarrogyn wrenched the chest from Devon's arms and grinned.

"We had a deal." she said firmly glaring at her father, Jack's eyebrows shot up.

"Aye so did we mate." Tarrogyn's laughter echoed around the cave and he began to head towards the door.

"Father, our deal," Devon persisted, "You said if I got you the Pearl and the bearings you'll give me the Echo." Jack rushed forward eyes blazing.

"To hell with that, My Pearl isn't going to anybody save me." he said coldly. Devon and Tarrogyn's eyes locked and both at the same second reached for their pistols aiming at Jack. Neither broke their stare. Jack sighed as he stared down the barrels of the two pistol.

"This isn't fair you know," he mumbled stepping back and nervously twisting his fingers.

"The Pearl you say?" Tarrogyn stroked his beard.

"Aye, it's just off shore with not a crew member on board." she waited breath baited as her father thought. He smiled.

"Devon, you never fail to impress me. The Echo is yours." he uncocked his pistol and tucked it back into his belt. Delving his hand into the chest he pulled a handful of jewels from it and passed them to Devon. He turned and handed another handful to Jack.

"All square." he grinned and turned to his daughter. "I'll leave you five men so you can get your sorry ass out of here, and next time we meet I'll be having them back." with a bow he left his cackle echoing down the cave as he strode away.

With Tarrogyn gone Jack poked his finger down the barrel of Devon's gun.

"I don't think this is necessary luv," Devon only grinned.

"You fool. Did you think I was going to let you walk all over me. I've got all I need now." she pulled the pistol away from Jacks finger and let it rest by her side. "My ship."

"At the expense of MY ship." Jack snapped back, "And where the hell is my crew?" he stared around the cave as if expecting them to be there. A soft snicker escaped from Devon as she headed towards the iron door.

"You almost had me Jack, believing that you might have liked me," she stopped in the door way and turned raising her pistol at him.

"You are NOT leaving me on this bloody rock." he said suddenly realising she was about to leave without him. She howled with laughter and cocked the pistol.

"I have never been so angry and humiliated before in my life until you showed up. Using me like an ass." she snorted, "It's about time someone used you. Shame though," a frown creased her forehead and Jack tried to side step out of the pistols aim, "You were quite something in bed." she turned the pistol to follow him and he grinned at her comment. Devon wrinkled her nose, "But I've had better." She pulled the trigger.