Author's Note:

So it occurred to me that Pirates Of The Caribbean is over halfway through. Very sad. So I have some ideas about what to do next but I was wondering if anyone had any suggestions.

Thanks for the reviews, they were as always very nice. To the reviewers, Starpossum, Sue-Anne Sparrow, Avalon-blackandgreen, Annie, and Mikol. I always look forward to your reviews. I'd also like to thank enigamgirl2727 who never minds when I bounce ideas off her, (as I often do).

Chapter #7:

As Barbossa approached us Jack smiled and I sulked. I had been captured again, and by the same people. How embarrassing is that?

"How the blazes," Barbossa demanded, "did you get off that island?"

"When you marooned me," Jack said sounding bitter for the first time, "on that godforsaken spit of land you forgot one very important thing mate. I'm Captain Jack Sparrow."

"Well," Barbossa said stiffly, "I won't be making that mistake again."

"What's going on?" I asked, "What are you two talking about?"

"Shut up," he growled at me, "you'd do better not to make me any angrier then I am at you already. Gents," he turned to address the rest of his crew, "you all remember Captain Jack Sparrow and Miss Maggie Monkey?"

"Aye," the men coursed together.

"Kill them," he spat. The pirates raised their guns excitedly. They were all smiling happily. I was not quite so happy.

"Do something," I said desperately to Jack, "you got us into this mess."

"The girls blood didn't work, did it?" Jack spoke to Barbossa's back.

"Hold your fire," Barbossa shouted turning around.

"Thanks," I sighed.

"You know whose blood we need," Barbossa stated.

"I know whose blood you need," Jack said with a grin.

"Why do you need someone's blood? What's going on?" As usual when I asked for explanations I was ignored.

The pirates threw me into a cell this time, instead of the room. I hadn't liked the room very much but compared to the cell the room was paradise. At least the room had been dry, the cell was beginning to fill up with water. As soon as we'd gotten onto the ship Barbossa had dragged Jack somewhere to discuss something or other.

I was getting pretty sick of being left in the dark. Also I was starting to think that maybe the pirates themselves believed they were cursed. Maybe they were just mental hospital patients who had all escaped.

I searched the cell for a way out but found none. There was a tiny hole that I could look out of and see the ocean rushing by but I couldn't get my whole hand through let alone crawl out and swim away. Also it was the middle of the ocean so there weren't many places I could swim to.

It was at least several hundred decades later when I saw another human being. All right, so I exaggerated but it had seemed like a really long time. A pirate dragged Jack in and put him in the cell with me.

"How good of you to join me," I growled from my little peek hole.

"It appears there's a leak," Jack commented.

"I want some explanations," I demanded. I turned from the small peek hole to glare at Jack. "I'm sick of everyone talking about things I don't know about."

"I want to look out of that hole you found," Jack said disregarding my request completely.

"No," I pouted.

"Fine," he sighed, "if you let me look out of it I'll tell you the story."

"I'm listening," I said backing away from the peep hole and allowing Jack to kneel by it and peer out.

Jack told me about how he had once been the captain of the Black Pearl until his first mate Barbossa had led a mutiny against him. Then they had left him for dead on an abandoned island. Thus their surprise at seeing Captain Jack Sparrow alive and walking around.

"There is another little detail that you should know," Jack began, "it just so happens that the pirate crew is-".

"Whoa," I yelled as the ship suddenly made a sharp turn. Jack grabbed the bars and kept upright while I tumbled to the ground.

"You should be more careful missy," Jack said blandly offering me a hand up.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"Looks as if the fight has begun," he said calmly.

"Who do you think-?" I began.

"Get down," Jack yelled interrupting me. He pushed me to the ground. A second later with a deafening explosion something blew a hole in the wall of the ship sending bits of metal everywhere. "Stop blowing holes in my ship," he roared.

"Yeah," I added, "and stop trying to blow holes in us!"

Looking down Jack picked up a small beer holder. He went to take a gulp. Then with a furious look on his face he held it upside-down.

"You really shouldn't drink anyway," I told him sadly wishing that I had found it and that it had been overflowing with something to drink. I began to look around thinking that there may yet be another one. All I could see, though, were forks, knives, and spoons. For some odd reason I had always had the impression that they shot cannon balls out of cannons.

Then I froze, the cell door which I neither of us had paid any attention to, had been huge hole in it right where the lock had been.

"Jack," I cried hitting his shoulder, "we're saved. Saved by assorted eating utensils. I swear I'll never complain about them again."

"Oh come on," he sighed, "let's go."

I followed Jack up through the ship, he knew where he was going and didn't get sidetracked by food. We reached the top and looked around. There was so much chaos everywhere no one looked twice at us.

"We have to get over to the other ship," Jack told me. I could have guessed that, no way did I want to set foot on this ship ever again.

"How?" I asked. Jack ran over and grabbed a rope.

"We'll swing across," he said laughing. I wasn't sure why he was laughing I was sort of terrified at the prospect.

"But there's only one," I pointed out. At that moment a pirate came swinging back and Jack grabbed his rope as he fell into the ocean.

"Thanks very much," he told the pirate before turning back to me, "see now there are two."

"All right," I said defeated, "I'm ready."

"Let's cause some violence," Jack said with an expression of pure joy on his face. And then we swung across. And then I screamed like a baby.

When we got to the other side I let go and promptly fell down. Sitting up I came face to face with a dark skinned woman holding a sword at me. I looked for Jack and saw him still swinging around on his rope.

"Who are you?" She demanded.

"I'm Maggie," I said quickly, "I'm with Jack or Elizabeth, take your pick. By the way there's a pirate coming up behind you and I don't have a weapon."

She turned to slash at the pirate and it occurred to me that I should have thought of a weapon before joining the fierce battle.

"Here," the woman said taking a gun from the pirate she had defeated, "by the way I'm Anna Maria."

"Nice to meet you," I said, "but, umm, could you show me how to work this?"

Ten minutes later I was ready to join the battle. At the same time the battle ended.

"Rats," I said as Anna Maria and I surrendered to Ragetti and Pintel.

"Hey," Ragetti said, "I know you."

"What are you doing out of your cell?" Pintel demanded.

"Just seeing the sights," I answered with a shrug. I was mad that I hadn't gotten a chance to really fight.

And then we were dragged back to the Black Pearl to be tied up. Now that was three times I'd been captured by these pirates in a span of under forty-eight hours. It had to be some kind of new record.

I felt like crying.

"Any of you much as thinks the word parley," Pintel yelled at the captured crew, "I'll have your guts for garters."

I had had enough of parley to last me my whole life.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Elizabeth duck under the ropes and run towards the side of the ship. She hadn't taken more then two steps when the other ship blew up. Bits of wood flew all over as the pirates laughed. Elizabeth froze looking horrified.

"You've got to stop it," she shrieked pounding Barbossa with her fists, "stop it!" Barbossa grabbed her arms.

"Welcome back miss," Barbossa chuckled to her, "You took advantage of our hospitality last time. It holds fair now you return the favor." He shoved her at the other pirates.

But then, crawling up the side of the ship came Will Turner. I guess the explosion had propelled him over to the Black Pearl because I didn't think it was possible for someone to swim that fast.

"Barbossa," he bellowed. I had been the only one to notice him come up but now everyone turned to see him.

"Will," Elizabeth whispered. Will grabbed a gun from the pile of weapons from us captured people.

"That's Jack's gun," the man next to me said softly, "it's only got one bullet in it."

"She goes free," Will demanded. I could tell he wasn't talking about me or Anna Maria.

"What's in your head, boy?" Barbossa asked. I could see why he was confused, it did seem like a pathetic attempt, however I had seen Elizabeth threaten to drop a piece of jewelry overboard and the pirates had given into her. "She goes free," he repeated.

"You've only got one shot," Barbossa said boldly walking right up to Will, "and we can't die."

"Don't do anything stupid," Jack pleaded.

"Don't you mean: Don't do anything else stupid?" I asked dryly. Will turned around and for a moment I thought he had realized that he was alone against a whole crew and chosen to run for his life. A second later he had turned back around, to face everyone, holding the gun to his own neck.

"You can't," he said, "I can."

"Like that," Jack sighed.

"Who are you?" Barbossa asked incredulous.

"No one. He's no one," Jack said walking over to Barbossa, "A distant cousin of my aunt's nephew twice removed."

"He is?" I said in surprise but the man next to me stepped on my foot, hard.

"Lovely singing voice though," Jack added, "eunuch."

I didn't comment on that one, Elizabeth probably hated me enough as it was.

"My name is Will Turner," Will shouted, "my father was Bootstrap Bill Turner." Jack hung his head and walked away from Barbossa, defeated. "His blood runs in my veins."

"He's the spitting image of Bootstrap Bill," Ragetti called out suddenly, "come back to haunt us!"

"On my word do as I say," he threatened, "or I'll pull this trigger and be lost to Davy Jones' locker."

"Name your terms Mr. Turner."

"Elizabeth goes free!"

"Yes," Barbossa sighed, "we know that one. Anything else?" Behind Barbossa Jack pointed wildly at himself.

"And the crew," Will added, "the crew are not to be harmed." Jack's face said clearly that that wasn't what he had in mind.

"Agreed," Barbossa said with an evil grin. Elizabeth and I exchanged looks, this was alarmingly familiar.