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A/N: This chapter has been updated, so Jelly beans beware, you have SO got to update!

When I came around I saw Jack standing over me next to a pair of large dark eyes staring at me through a mess of brown hair. The hairy thing poked my stomache.

"OUCH!" I cried in frustration and anger and confusion and...oh yeah...PAIN!

"Easy there, mate," said Captain Sparrow as he helped me stand up, "Now what'd you go and pass out on me for?"

I began to think that I was losing my mind, "Er, not to be rude but...um...wasn't that...er...thing....I mean girl, wasn't she attacking you a few seconds ago?"

"Yeah," said the girl flinging her matted hair around.

"So, um, Jack...what the heck is going on?! How long have I been uncouncious?" I asked, but then my eyes began to get all blurry and I kinda think I passed out...again.

"Luv, how 'bout you just stay awake for just a minute and I'll explain everything I can," I was about to scream at him and say that it wasn't my fault that I kept passing out when I realized that he was smiling and trying to be funny, so I just nodded my head.

"This lady over hear," he waved his had vagly in the direction of the hairy thing, "Is Lindsay. She was stranded here few years back and has been living off of the little bit of food Elizibeth Swann didn't burn the last time I was here." He scowled and look lost in thought for a moment.

"Um, Captain Sparrow?" I prompted.

"Oh, right," he smiled so his gold teeth gleamed, "She's learned how to fish and built a hut, we're going to go look at it now, see if we can all fit in it."

I glanced at Lindsay, "Err....and what about the, the shell?"

Jack frowned, "I'm not so sure what the whole thing with the shell is 'bout. But she seems very attached to that bloody shell, so don't be saying things about it, savvy?" I just nodded my head, but didn't take much notice, what would she do? It was just a conch shell, an empty rockish thing from the bottom of the ocean. How very wrong I was.

The thing, or Lindsay I should say, ran a head of us, often on all fours with a giant conch shell in her mouth, leading the way to her "house".

"This is it," she smiled proudly like she was showing us a very valuable manor consisting of many floors. But, alas, her "house" consisted of a few sticks lashed together with some rope she claimed to have found on the beach ("The bindings from me and Elizabeth," muttered Jack.) with dried palm leaves woven through the cracks and then lashed to four tree trunks, there was a large rock that she had pushed to one side to help block the wind, it was nearly 7 feet tall and covered the whole opening on that side.

"Lindsay, how did you ever manage to push such a large rock in front of that opening?" asked Mr.Gibbs.

"Roger helped me," she beamed and looked at the shell, "Yes, you did. You are such a smart guy Roger! And strong too...." She continued to ramble on. Jack looked amused, Mr. Gibbs confused, Anna-Maria, utterly repulsed.

"How did a conch shell help you move a 7 by 5 foot rock?!" cried Anna-Maria, Jack was dessperatly waving his hand across his neck and shaking his head vigerously, as if telling her not to say anything.

Lindsay eyed Anna-Maria curiously, "Do you mean Roger?"

"Nothing," said Jack with a smile, "She means absoloutly nothing, quite insane," his voice sunk to a whisper, "Usually lives in an institute." Linday seemed convinced that this made sense and looked at Jack.

"I'm going to go get some food, Roger, you can come with," she gave Anna-Maria a last look before putting the shell in her mouth and running off on all fours.

"That girl is stark raving mad!" I said.

"Perhaps," muttered Jack.

"Perhaps! What do you mean 'perhaps'?! That girl is daft, not just daft, completely insane! She thinks that a shell can talk Jack!" said Anna-Maria. Jack just stared after Lindsay as she ran away.

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