Fair enough Ana didn't really know what they would do when they found the others and had rescued them. But didn't he think she hadn't thought of that? All she knew was that she had to rescue them; she couldn't leave them to rot in that place. And what about her son. She had to get him away from that man. She didn't want him growing up to be a replica of his father, a rapist and ruthless man.

It was a crazy idea and she knew it would never work. Rescuing about a dozen people and placing them on an island where no one else knew about. How would they live for starters? She knew they couldn't do it, and didn't want to get her head stuck in the clouds like her captain apparently did. She regretted telling him about it all now, knowing that he probably wouldn't stop going on about it for months.

But she couldn't do it. They couldn't do it. It was impossible, and if she went back there… there was that possibility that he could get her again and if he did she'd never get away. Ever. It would be impossible. She could only just bring herself to imagine what it would be like, to have to be back there with him. What he would do, how he would stop her from running away again. Knowing him he'd shackle her to him, so she would be with him at all times. That would also make it easier for him to… to… well does it really need to be explained? No it couldn't be done. There that's it. Finalised. Well…

Thoughts whizzed round and round in her head. They seemed to go on forever, the same things entering her head, as she convinced herself that what she had talked about with Jack earlier could happen and then convince herself that it would be impossible. Still exhausted from her ordeal she fell asleep, the thoughts staying with her… that was until she heard it.

The voice sent a chill down her spine, and goose bumps appeared on her skin. Her heart began to beat faster and panics arise from within her. It was him. He was back, and he had come to get her.

Earlier in the day she had heard someone shout 'sail ho' but just thought it would be another merchant ship and hadn't bothered to find out about it. Now though, now it seemed it was something entirely different… say a slave ship that had come to claim her and take her back to hell and the devil was with it. She could hear the voices getting loudly and suddenly she began to think Jack had been in on it all the time. Maybe Frank had got to sparrow and had told him to buy her in the slave auction. Maybe sparrow was a friend of that mans. What if everything she had experienced on board the pearl had been a hoax, something to lure her into a false sense of security? She wasn't sure if she could cope with something like that. As the sounds got closer she could begin to understand the conversation…

"Your right mate I did buy a girl in the slave auction but she looked nothing like that." Jack pointed to the sketchy drawing the man was holding out.

"Ye said looked. What do you mean looked?"

"She's dead mate. Got in the way in one of the battles week or so back. Track down the merchant ship and ask them. Their first mate killed her, split open her stomach."

"And what did ye do with her after? Was she still alive at that point?"

"She was still alive mate. But not for long. I'm not one that likes to see others in pain, and well she was makin' a mess of my deck see, so I shot her in the heart and sent her down to Davy Jones locker. Savvy." The man studied Jacks face for a moment.

"Aye, but if I find out ye've lied to me, they'll be hell to pay. Understand."

"Perfectly. Hey to see if I've told the lie or not, why don't you have a wee swim in that ocean and try t' find 'er body. That is unless a sharks got t' it." The man narrowed his eyes, and looked around the room. Finally before making to leave his eye caught sight of the door at the back of his cabin.

"What's in there?"

"My loot. Like t' keep it close to me. The important things anyway."

"Mind if I have a look?" Jack laughed.

"If ye can get int' it. Been blocked up for years mate. Too much stuff crammed into it. Not really sure what I've got in there." The man walked up to the door. Ana held her breath, heart in her mouth. Frank tried the door and found it was 'locked'. Ana Maria frowned, she didn't remember being locked in.

"Tis locked."

"It isn't actually. I did say no one could get into it. Blocked up so close to the door, feels like it's locked. It'll be interesting when I get into it, but haven't had the time recently savvy." The man snarled Jack before making his way out of the cabin, into the brightness of the Caribbean sun.

"Oh and if she is still on this ship, and ye are lying to me – which by the way is one of the most unwise things you could do, ye can tell her all her friends are dead. Not a single one of her hut is left alive and it's all… her… fault… good day to you Captain Sparrow."

It was a good 30 minuets before Jack came into see Ana Maria. She had once again curled herself into a tiny ball, far too many memories had been re surfaced through hearing that mans voice once again. She jumped as he entered her room, as she hadn't heard him unlock the door again.

Her eyes met his; his were filled with sorrow that chilled her to the bone. Something bad was about to be untold and she wasn't sure whether she was going to be able to cope with it.

"Anamaria…"

"What? What's happened? You're not giving me back to him are you? You can't do that, you promised me. You promised me you wouldn't let him touch me again you promised… you promised." Ana's voice had steadily got louder until the end where she quietened down and went back to panicking once again, sure that he was about to tell her she was going back home to hell.

"I promised and I'm a man of my word. He isn't going to get you, he thinks your dead, or at least the slave I bought and had on my ship is dead. But…" Ana only just dared to look Jack in the eye.

"What?"

"Your friends… there isn't anyone to rescue anymore." Ana shook her head unable to comprehend what Jack was telling her. Her friends couldn't be dead, they just couldn't be, and it wasn't possible. He wouldn't do something like that would he? He'd lose too much money. Mind you this was the man she thought of as Satan for you. He'd do anything. He had already proven that. If that was the case, he probably only wanted to find her to kill her in the most painful way possible for himself.

"Ana?" Jacks voice jolted her out of her thoughts and she looked up at him. Anger began taking over her, and revenge was fresh in her mind. She wanted that man to pay and she wanted her son back and she told Jack so.

Jack agreed that they had to get her son. But he also made it clear they wouldn't be doing so for a few months. He wanted to make sure that Frank Jolter thought his ex-plaything was dead in the water, and had stopped following the Black Pearl. It was hard for Ana at first, as she wanted to avenge her friend's deaths, but knew there would be no way possible of doing so if that man still thought she was alive.

The fact she could only go outside in the dead of the night also made it apparent that it was still too dangerous for her. Jack knew he was still being followed, and had strict instructions to the crew on how to act. They knew they could let no clues go they had a woman slave on board and went about there tasks as though she wasn't even there. She spent 4 months in her cabin, being given different tasks to do such as the log books and stitching. She was given food and water during the night to keep her going through the day, and had had a window knocked through into the tiny cabin so she could have some air and natural light. She often got cabin fever and would have to be taken down to the galley among a crowed of pirates, with a hat on to try and blend in. When that happened, she would spend the time helping the cook.

It had been 6 months before Jack was sure that they were no longer being followed at all. Finally satisfied that it would be safe enough to go and get the revenge Ana Maria so badly wanted, he started making plans. Then he broke the news to a very happy lady…

It was just a few weeks before everything would be over and hopefully Anamaria would be reunited with her son, who would be 16 months old.

A/N well I updated finally and I think that there will only be one or 2 more chapters before it's all over. Please review! I'll update soon. X