A/N: To, well, everyone. I've finished this story, there's gonna be 8 chapters and I'm not particularly happy with the way it's worked out. So, I thought because it's in a finished state I'll finish posting it, so you can see what I've got, but when I've finished everything else I'm working on at the minute which is Silver Bell and a couple of original stories I'm gonna come back to this and work on it a bit more, and hopefully make it better. Alright? Thank you for your co-operation. That just sounds like a posh thing to say. So here we go. . .

Chapter Six: Towards the Isle de Muerta

"Are ye alrigh'?" Jack asks Sarah the next afternoon, when Jack wakes up.

"Yes, I'm just not sure about this Barbossa thing," she replies. Jack takes her hand and pulls her close. He nuzzle her neck.

"We're gonna be alrigh'," says Jack. "Jus' got t' get to Muerta and put the coin in the chest and we're back t' life as normal," Jack explains, she smiles at him. Jack looks into her eyes. "Don' worry about it, love."

Aboard the Alchemist, Barbossa was going crazy. After he'd woken up, a little worse for wear, and, noticing the cut below his elbow, he immeadiately looked in the drawer for the coin, and it wasn't there. He stamped onto the top deck, shouting orders for the ship to be ready to sail in minutes. Every crew member, a little scared at his sudden temper, works hard to get the ship ready to find the Black Pearl.

"Right!" Jack roars at his crew, standing by the wheel. "We set sail for the Isle de Muerta this evening!" He hasn't told the crew why that was their destination, only Jack, Gibbs, Sarah and Lethaniel knew. And speaking of Lethaniel, he was working hard as part of the crew, and proving his worth.

"Sarah," Jack says, handing the wheel to Gibbs. "Will ye join me in the cabin?" Sarah looks over from her seat, staring at the horizon, rises, and follows him into the cabin.

"I feel, I feel tha' since Barbossa's come back inta me life, I've been neglected ye," Jack says, looking down from her eyes.

"You haven't Jack," Sarah says. "You've got a lot on your mind."

"Well, I feel as if I have, and, I'm beginning to feel a bit distant from you, an' I don' wan' t'," Jack says, pulling her close and giving her a soft kiss on the lips.

"If this is how you're going to be when Barbossa's around then I might ask him to stick about for longer," says Sarah, pulling the two braids on his chin.

"Are ye complainin'?" asks Jack, amazed. Sarah presses her lips firmly against Jacks.

"No. But haven't you got more important things to be getting on with? Like stopping an evil Captain who's back from the dead?" Jack ran a finger over her lips.

"No."

"So, you're going to spend lots of time with me?" says Sarah, as Jack picks her up and spins her around.

"However long it takes," he says, laying her down on the bed. But as soon as he climbs ontop of her she rolls them both over, so she's dominating.

In the distance, the watchman on the crows nest can see the Alchemist, sailing straight for the Pearl, in the distance.