Ok, yes new chapter. I have been doing a bit of work and I have finally figured out an ending. Oh, yea and the betrayal. I want to see who guesses right, who it is and what the person is going to do. For your review, please guess. It will be a game so to speak. Have fun! Now to the next chapter...

Chapter 22

Barbossa forced Emma at the large rock. She nearly tripped trying to steady herself. She had bruises all over her body and it hurt to move in any way.

"Open it! Barbossa snarled.

Emma swallowed hard. She had no idea what to do. She looked over her shoulder. Jack gave her a reassuring smile as if to say everything will be alright even though it doesn't look it at this present moment.

Emma nodded. She edged closer to the rock. Her locket started to glow. Visual your action, something whispered in her head. She felt something surge inside of her. She started to visualize.

She focused on a large hole and turning it into a cave. She felt the magic moving from her finger tips. A hole was being formed.

Rock pieces fell. A hole was being made. The large pieces were getting larger. Jack moved closer to Emma, to feel secure. Suddenly a large chunk of rock came heaving down near Emma and Jack.

"Emma! Watch out!" Jack yelled. He quickly pushed her and himself into the cave, just as the rock hit the ground. Both sealed inside the cave by the rocks.

"No!" James yelled.

The band of pirates had been blocked from their treasure.

In the Cave...

"Emma, luv, you alright?"

Emma was laying in between Jack's legs. He had pulled her out of the way just in time.

"I think so. You?"

"Crazily enough, yes. Barely made it. And-owwwwww."

"What?"

"My arm, I think it's broken, or at least sprained."

"Let me look."

Emma touched Jack's arm and looked it over.

"Sprained. Here, I'll tie it."

Emma tore off the bottom hem of her skirt into a long strip. She held Jack's arm in a position and wrapped them hem over Jack's shoulder and arm. Jack felt his arm moving back into normal ways.

"Thank ye, luv."

"No problem."

Emma looked up a Jack. He gave her a grateful smile.

"I think it be time for some rest, luv."

"Right."

Jack laid on his back, leaving his arm in the position. Emma lay a few feet away. To Jack, something didn't feel right.

"Emma, luv, don't happen to have a blanket do ye?"

"No Jack, nor a set of sails in my bodice or a ship in my corset."

"Can ye lay near me then?"

Emma sighed.

"Fine. But only because you're injured."

Jack gave a sly smile. "Thank ye, luv."