So it will be a bit until the next chapter, but that's because I want to finish it and then start on the fourth one, the way I did with this one. But I will update ASAP, promise!

I had seen Pirates of the Caribbean, both of them actually and enjoyed them very much. However, I wasn't such a big fan as to go to the midnight showing, or to really care about pirate talk, but at that moment even I recognized Geoffrey Rush- sorry, Captain Barbossa- walking toward me with his sword drawn.

'Shit, I am so dead' I thought panicking. 'C'mon Lily, think fast' "Um, please don't hurt me. I uh, come in peace?" I quickly raised my hand in a peace sign and smiling nervously. 'Yeah, that was brilliant'

"Well lass, how did you come to be on my ship? We don't take kindly to stowaways." The evil undead monkey tilted his head and screamed, making me lean back quickly.

"T-to –to be honest Captain I don't know. I was trying to get out of a locked room and then I fell out here, literally." I walked back towards the door I fell out of and noticed a large hemp sack that looked like it had something in it. I picked it up- much to the distress of now just about the entire crew.

"We outta give her a lifeboat, we're not too far from land. Tis frightfully bad luck havin' a woman aboard Captain." Gibbs said in sort of a stage whisper.

"And what is she? A duck?" I cried motioning to Elizabeth, who had been staring at me with interest. Half a dozen swords were drawn and pointed at me. I raised my hands to my ears, dropping the bag. "Shutting up now."

"She's not dangerous." I heard a voice say, but all I could see was a tall male body outlined against the sun. "And if she's here, she was sent here for a reason." The person walked down the steps and came into partial shadows, so I could see who it was.

"Fudgebuckets" I breathed. It was the heartbroken face of Will Turner. He was tall, far taller than I though he'd be- I barely came to his shoulder when he reached for the nearly forgotten bag and motioned me to follow him.

"The best place for you would be away from the rest of the crew. It may take some time for them to trust you, and until then you'll be safe here." Will led me to a smallish room below deck. It had what looked to be a full size bed that was made up with shabby once-white sheets, as well as a small wooden commode with a ceramic pitcher and bowl and a towel. He set my bag down near a large steamer trunk next to the door and turned to leave.

"Wait! I can, um, sleep with the crew. I wouldn't want to put you out." I said shyly, feeling myself turn red.

"You won't be, as I already sleep with the crew. You'll be sharing the room someone else." Will's eyes held a flash of pain in them, and I knew exactly whom he was referring to.

"Elizabeth." I whispered nodding.

He looked up quickly. "How do you know her name?" He demanded.

I sighed. Better to tell him the truth I suppose, rather than coming up with a complicated lie. "Well you see, before I came falling through the door on the front of the ship, I was in a haunted house with some of my friends. And see, where I'm from- this isn't real." At Will's look I hurried to clear things up "Well some of the places are real, but Jack Sparrow- Captain, sorry- isn't all that famous. In fact the whole reason I know any of this is because I saw a movie about all this. From meeting Elizabeth to Jack escaping Norrington. Then we jumped to you getting arrested and ended with you at Tia Dalma's and rejoining Barbossa. I know nearly everything that happened in that time from either Elizabeth's, Jack's or your point of view. Except if Jack is alive or not."

Will's eyebrows shot up at this, "Of course he's dead, if you know all of this then you must have seen the Kraken take Jack."

I shook my head. "I went from him saying 'hello beastie' and diving into it, sword drawn- to the lifeboat watching The Pearl go down." I sighed. "At any rate, I saw what Elizabeth did, and I know you saw her do it. But even if she manages to talk herself out of it, know that that was not the only moment she lusted for Captain Jack Sparrow."

Will furrowed his brow and looked up at the ceiling where footsteps could be heard through the floor. "I will leave you here to get settled. You are welcome on the deck so long as you help or stay out from underfoot."

I nodded as he left. "Thank you Will." I heard a murmured assent and he closed the door.