Maxi watched as Jack Sparrow stepped out of the cabin, it was time. At first he had wanted a second chance to blow Sparrow's head off but Scarlet had changed his plans. After all, why kill when you could torture? Quickly he approached the water and slid in, swimming toward the Pearl. As he surfaced he grabbed the anchor chain and began to pull himself upward, Jack's bellowing orders sufficiently covered his noise. The going was slow and it drove him crazy but he finally reached the deck. Ducking behind a barrel of gunpowder he thanked the stars that Jack kept a smaller crew than most. Removing the bandana from his arm Maxi waved it over the side. In answer a flaring torch flew through the air and caught a sail, the black cloth smoldering as it began to burn. Chaos erupted on deck as Annamaria and Jack yelled nearly frantic commands. More torches followed the first; all aimed at the sails, though some fell to the deck. Maxi smiled and took the opportunity to slip into Jack's cabin. As he blocked the doorway he noticed the girl from the tavern standing in a corner. Like her father she seemed to be part of the shadows. This was what he had been looking for.

"I should have known you'd be back," she hissed.

"Come on, daddy's girl, did you think I'd let it go?"

Reagan took a step from the corner, moving around the table, "It's only ten shillings worth."

"That means a lot to someone like me."

"You'd burn a ship like the Pearl for a fourth of what you plunder in a week?"

"I'd take a life for that much," Maxi snarled. He then drew his dagger and lunged. Reagan jumped, landing on the table which caused the fruit bowl to fall and shatter.

"Oh, you're quick, girl."

"It's a good thing too," she mumbled as she continued to dance around the table top, avoiding the knife. Glancing around Reagan looked for any weapons Jack might have discarded. She had handed over Maxi's gun along with her own in good faith since Gibbs didn't trust her worth beans. Now, however, she regretted the action. Jumping off the table she made for the door that the man had abandoned in his attack. The pistols were still tucked into Jack's belt. As she raced across the deck no one noticed her or the pursuing pirate, they were busy putting out the fires. Running as fast as she could Reagan told herself not to panic, Maxi was fast but she was slippery. Pushing her way through the massed crew she spotted Jack still yelling. She ran faster, shoving people aside, not caring who they were. As she went Reagan looked for any weapon she could steal but nothing presented itself. Without warning she slid into Jack, grabbing a pistol as she did. Without bothering to take careful aim she pointed it at Maxi who was having trouble with her sudden stop. Glaring him down Reagan pulled the trigger. Surprise filled her opponent's face as he looked at the wound and Jack turned at the sound of the shot. Blood poured from Maxi's abdomen as he fell forward onto the deck.

"You killed him," Gibbs whispered, glancing at the slowly shrinking flames.

Reagan smirked as she tucked the dead man's pistol into her own belt, "It was either him or me."

Somehow Jack managed to wrench his gaze from his precious ship and look at his daughter's shaking hands. Other than that there was no sign that anything about the death had bothered her. Slowly, stiffly, he set a hand on her shoulder, "If that was the case then you made the right choice." To his satisfaction the shaking subsided slightly. However, Reagan only shrugged off the touch and walked away. Perhaps her smirk had fooled the rest of the crew but he knew better. She had never killed anything before in her life. From the corner of his eye he noticed Maxi's hired hands running from the beach. Quickly he sent men after them before turning back to the remaining flames. The crew was quieter now and he heard the sound of his cabin door shut and lock As he continued to tend to the Pearl he had only one thought, "This is going to be a long night."