A morning a week later Ruby awoke in Jack's bed as usual. Huffing she pushed the hair out of her face and looked over to the empty spot next to her. Slowly she looked around the cabin to see where Jack was but found the cabin empty, he hadn't come to bed. Ruby sat up in bed holding the sheet to her chest as her brown curls fell around her. Yawning she looked over at the port hole and seen the sun shining outside, ' well atleast something will be nice about today' thought Ruby as she swung her legs over the side of the bed. She got dressed in the same brown dress she had been wearing since she had been forced aboard the Pearl, 'this thing will definitely not be missed' thought Ruby looking down at the dress that just hung on her.
She walked outside to the deck where the crew was. Looking around she spotted Jack at the wheel looking intensely in front of him, land. Ignoring the crew who were excitedly going about their business, they knew where they were arriving, Ruby walked to the front of the ship and stared at the island. 'That damned island' thought Ruby as she stood at the railing of the ship. She stood there for a while watching the island get closer, finally she heard for the anchor to be dropped and the ship came to a softly rocking stop. They were now about 80 metres from the island and as the crew around her scrambled to prepare for the row boats to be lowered and were excited that they were coming upon the rare the treasure, Ruby stood there silently. Turning she looked around the crew who was ignoring her, 'I wonder if I could just slip into a small corner or maybe even into the brig are, would anyone notice? They almost seem too excited to notice if their only link to the treasure was not even present with them' thought Ruby as she stared blankly at the crew.
Eventually acting on her thoughts Ruby silently started walking back to Jack's cabin. She avoided making herself noticed and kept her eyes down.
"Ya excited love? We're 'bout ta be layin' eyes on a treasure no livin' man has ever seen," Ruby stopped and slowly looked to her side as she passed the ship's wheel where Jack was. Her eyes were dull and she showed no emotion at all.
"You are always so wrong Sparrow," said Ruby in a monotoned voice, "If no living man has ever seen it, then you may have some questions to answer about my deathly state." Before Jack could answer Ruby turned and continued on to his cabin. Jack stood and watched his wife walk away from him, she was in one of her moods again.
Ruby walked into Jack's cabin and slammed the door behind her, she mentally had to remind herself that once all of this was over she was going home, no more Black Pearl, no more sea, no more frumpy dress, no more chasing treasure and no more Jack or being his wife. She looked around the cabin and glared at her surroundings, 'I hate this ship' thought Ruby. The noise out on the deck grew louder, she presumed that they were getting closer to the island.
"It's almost over," said Ruby softly to herself as she walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge of it. Ruby grabbed a spare bottle of rum that was sitting on the floor on Jack's side of the bed; she pulled the cork from it and took a drink from it.
A while later once the ship was anchored and threw first crew members had taken a row boat out to the island, Jack went in search of his wife. Taking a deep breathe he stood outside his cabin door expecting to be yelled and screamed at basing on her previous attitude. Slowly Jack opened the door and walked in and was met with silence instead. Instead of Ruby screaming at him she was sitting on the bed with her arms resting lazily on her bent knees and a bottle of rum in hand.
"Love?" Ruby looked up at him with blood shot eyes. Her cheeks were red and blotchy and stained with tears, on top of it she was obviously drunk. Jack's eyes roamed over the two empty bottles laying on the bed next to Ruby.
"Are ye drunk?" asked Jack slowly finding it odd that Ruby would have gotten drunk. He started to walk over to the bed where Ruby was sitting.
"No," hissed Ruby as she brought the bottle of rum up to her lips.
"Aye, ye are," muttered Jack as he walked over to the bed and easily took the bottle of rum away from her.
"C'mon Sparrow, you've got a treasure I've got to go find for you," slurred Ruby as she attempted to get off the bed. Her feet and legs got caught up in her skirts and the sheets causing her to stumble into Jack's arms.
"Careful love," said Jack, 'damn she's a smart one,' thought Jack as he realized why she was drunk, it would delay and cause trouble finding the treasure. Jack set her back down on the bed and looked down at his wife who was now sitting on the edge of the bed swaying slightly as she stared at the wall next to her.
"We are about to get what we both want," said Ruby softly, 'you get your treasure and I get to go home and forget about this nightmare'. Jack looked down at her, she was mad at him again but not the way she was usually mad at him, it was a sullen mad.
"Okay then love, up we get," said Jack leaning down and wrapping his arm around her shoulders and maneuvering her arm around his shoulders. Slowly he helped Ruby up to her feet, he knew they were at a point where arguing was going to do nothing, they might as well just get the treasure and go to India.