At midnight, the music began once again, just like it did every night. Treva was already waiting up by the door on the deck, making sure she kept to the shadows so she wasn't seen by any of the other crewmembers. Beauregard had fallen asleep only moments before, more bored obviously watching her work than she was finishing it. She hadn't seen Bill since the evening and assumed he'd went to bed, and by this time most of the crew was either asleep or in a drunken stupor. She watched as some of them stirred and shifted when the bellowing music seeped through the cracks and into the air above, praying that none of them awoke to see her sneaking about. She simply followed the music through the labyrinthine corridors of the ship; the Flying Dutchman was an impressive vessel regardless of its age and wear, and it almost seemed to go on forever when she would venture through it alone. She stopped only once to make sure Meris was fast asleep in the small closet, which he was, before she continued onwards towards the Captain's quarters.

The door into his chambers was slightly ajar, revealing the flickering light of some hanging lanterns and some candles that swayed back and forth on his desks and tabletops. She slowly approached and peered through the small space she'd been allowed, and watched as the Captain played his organ. His mutated hands were unable to play the keys, and instead the countless tentacles that had sprouted from his face did the playing instead as she watched. His expression looked pained, but she couldn't tell if it was from pure sadness, or longing. The melody that escaped from the pipes sounded to her like the combination of a love song and a funeral march, the rare cheerful moments of the song always struck down almost immediately by a dark twist of sound. She listened and watched through the sound as he played the rapid and churning melody, until finally he came to a stop. But not before he emitted a moan that traveled alongside and died with the final notes of the song, and his head slowly slumped downwards as he began to fall asleep, all his emotions seemingly shed from him.

As she slowly began to creep the door open, she halted when Davy Jones suddenly reached up his tentacled hand and twisted the small crank of a music box sitting beside him, and a soft, haunting song suddenly filled the air as he allowed himself to slumber. Once she was positive he was asleep, Treva carefully crept into the room, keeping her steps light and gentle as she approached the Captain and the massive organ. She halted beside where he slept, keeping as much distance as she could without knocking into his cluttered shelves. She looked down at the music box, listening as it chimed a small lullaby. She couldn't help but smile very faintly; she recognized the melody as a song she had used to sing to Meris when he was an infant. It was a well-known and somewhat sorrowful tune that her husband had taught her long before Meris was ever born, and it was one of her favorite songs.

She nearly jumped out of her skin when the Captain stirred where he sat slumbering, and she gently reached down and took the music box into her hand as the song began to slow and soften. She looked the small device over, finally turning it to see it's underside, and was surprised to seeing an inscription scrawled into the shimmering surface of it.

"To the bravest pirate I have ever known…love-" Treva suddenly slipped slightly but swiftly caught herself…by pressing her hands on the keys of the organ. The sound blasted from the instrument like a demon unleashed and shook the entire room, and Davy Jones was almost instantly awakened. She went to quickly put back the music box where she had picked it up, but found Davy's crab-like hand painfully gripping her wrist. She released it, and the small trinket clanged slightly as it came to rest once more on the surface of the organ. So much anger burned in his eyes that she feared it was over then and there, that he'd simply tear out the rest of her like he'd done her heart and then do the same to Meris. She shook as a few seconds passed with just her shaking breaths and his heavy ones. She'd obviously startled him a bit, and he looked angry enough to do everything she feared he might.

"You wench…" he hissed angrily, throwing her into the shelves of his belongings. Several objects toppled and struck her, books and other small, dusty items that seemed untouched for years. Davy stabbed his hand into the wall so the sharp edges of it rested within an inch to either side of her throat. "Your disobedience will cost you this time…perhaps I was unwise to give you any sort of mercy or benefit…" he hissed, his enraged expression bearing down at her.

Treva shaking lifted her hand, pointing to the music box, which was very slowly playing once more since it had been jarred by her dropping it. "It's just…that song…I remember it…I used to sing it to Meris…when he was a baby…" she said, her voice shaking thoroughly. She half expected him to simply behead her for intruding.

Davy Jones turned and looked down at the music box before his gaze returned back to her, and he was silent for a moment, as though he were deeply contemplating something. His expression was beginning to falter once more, like it had when she'd been speaking with him after she'd been released.

"Sing it then." It was a command, not a request. He took the music box into his crab-like hand and took her by her hair with his tentacled one, and began to drag her outside into the open night air. All the crew members attending to their duties up there all paused in their movement, stopping to see the spectacle he was making out of her.

Without repeating his command, he began to wind the music box using the small crank, and it began to play gently. In the silence, the music sounded so much quieter than it had in the solace of Davy Jones's quarters. Waiting for it to repeat the melody from the beginning, Treva waited for it to repeat before she nervously sang all three verses of the lullaby, her voice soft and shaking slightly.

"I remember all of those days,

When we'd gaze out into the sea,

Under a spell I hadn't seen

As it took you from me.

Wrapped within its cold embrace,

Watching where the sea meets sky,

Singing, praying, into the wind

A forlorn lullaby.

Through the darkness, all through the night,

I hear you though we are apart,

Through the storms, and crashing of waves

The beating of your heart."

A tense silence followed as she watched the Captain's expression slowly fall, until it was clear that a deep sadness dwelt within him. Treva also saw Bill watching from the behind the other members of the crew, his own expression that of sorrow. She was now certain that something drastic had happened to them both, and the inscription came back to mind as she watched the Captain wordlessly tuck away the music box into the folds of his stained and rotted robes. She stood there quietly as everyone shuffled back to their duties in silence, and the Captain didn't even continue his scolding of her for having intruded into his quarters.

"To the bravest pirate I have ever known,

Love, Maria."