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A/N: Here it is, the fifth chapter. Finally! This chapter was hard, it took me forever!

"This is all your fault, really. If you hadn't've gotten caught and stuck in a cell, then we'd be on our ships again." Damien. They had walked a long way from the town and were now staring out at the ocean from a cliff, hoping to sea sails on the horizon.

"They're not coming back. My father is not a stupid man. He wouldn't come back to a town he'd just attacked."

"He'll come back. I have a feeling that it's hard to not notice you being gone."

"And what's that s'posed to mean?" Allie demanded, turning to face him.

"Well, my uncle says that all Sparrows are the same. Loud and hard to miss."

"I'm not loud. Maybe hard to miss though. I don't like being overlooked."

"If you ask me-"

"I didn't." Allie interjected.

Damien sighed, "If you ask me, I think we should get a fishing boat, row out to sea and try to catch up. They haven't been gone too long."

"Yeah, we could catch up, or we could die out at sea and they'll find our dead bodies lying in a stupid boat weeks later."

Damien made a face and quickly said, "Or we could stay here."

"No."

"Would you mind telling me what your plan is? I know you have one."

"If I tell you the plan, you'll ruin it."

"Do you hate me, or something?"

"Of course I don't. But I doubt your intelligence, that's all."

"I promise I won't ruin the plan."

"Well that's all fine and good, but I don't have a plan so, really, there's nothing for you to ruin, sav-"

"Don't you dare say it! Hey, where're you going?"

Allie had now started walking back down the side of the cliff to the dirt road.

"I'm going to walk until I find another town, you're welcome to join me. I like to talk."

Damien sighed and followed her,

"Okay. Fine."

"From now on, I'm in charge."

"Why?"

"Because, I know what I'm doing."

"I thought you didn't have a plan."

"I don't."

"Then how do you know what your doing."

"I do know what I'm doing. I'm going to the next town. Hey! I just got a plan! We'll commandeer a ship. Then we'll find the Pearl."

"Yeah, sure. Then we can contemplate how dumb that idea was when we're in jail, waiting to go to the gallows!"

"It's better than your plan."

"I never had a plan." Damien said, right before realizing what he'd said.

"Exactly, that's why my plan is better than yours. You walked right into that, you know."

"Shut up and leave me alone."

"Aye."

So they walked for two hours in complete silence. Damien finally broke the silence.

"You're not like most girls."

"What was your first clue?" Allie muttered.

"It's not bad though."

Allie turned around and walked backwards to face him.

"I know. I like being different."

"You should watch where you're going." Damien said, but Allie continued to walk backwards. "Watch out!"

She tripped over a rock and fell on her back.

"Ow." She said, more in annoyance than pain. "Help me up."

Damien grabbed her hand and pulled her to her feet. Then he kissed her lightly on the cheek, "After you."

It was just on the cheek, but still, when she turned her back to him she smiled slightly. Damien didn't see her smile, thank goodness. He'd never let her forget!

A/N: Okay, that's the end of ch. 5! In ch. 6 I'll tell what's going on on the Black Pearl. Just in case you're wondering.