(A/N – Okay, so turns out I'm not exactly going to England or Ireland because I won't have the money... BUT, I'm saving up for this awesome keyboard! I'm teaching myself piano and how to read music in my other spare time, so yeah… Four day weekend, too! Huzzah, man! Jack, we are SO messing up our sleeping patterns this weekend, lol…)

Any piano players in da house, Reviewers?

x) wayunlucky13 - I love Anamaria, too! LoL. She is so kick-ass towards everyone. One of my idols, haha. I'm glad you liked one of these give or take a few last five chapters, LoL. Enjoy 'em while they last! Thnaks for reviewing!

x) Sentinel Sparrow - Yes, bomb threats at school. I've been watching the news lately, too, and I did see about the three blasts over there. This world is getting so screwed up anymore. That's why I write mainly; not wholly because I love to, but it's such an escape and I can create my own world with made up simple problems like the pickle fell in the toilet or something stupid like that... Anyways, LoL, thanks for the review! I hope you like this one!

.: I'm ordering all this sheet music, too, LoL. :.

CLE – "Hero" by Nickelback

Strikes a gloomy D minor chord Disclaimer…

Strikes a happy C major chord Claimer!

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CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE: "Fight back! HUZZAH!"

- Erica's PoV -

We flickered our eyes open, but something was definitely wrong. I didn't recognize this place at all immediately until I scanned around. We were up on the deck of the Black Pearl now, which was utterly confusing.

"What are we doing here!" Lindsay asked incredulously. "It's a time transporter, not just a transporter."

"Just be thankful we're out of that dreadful cage," Paige said. "And keep your voices low. Someone's up in the crow's nest."

The seven of us looked up, and Ana and Gibbs led us towards the back of the ship where we could possibly stand a better chance of getting out of here. We hid in this little maze of crates and huddled together.

"Oy, lass with the jewel," Ana said, beckoning Paige closer. "Let's try this a-"

"Guys?"

"Not now, Stewart," Lindsay said. "Come on, link arms."

"But-!"

"Jess, hurry up!"

Finally, she just resorted to stabbing us in the shoulders with her fingers.

"Geez, Stewie, what is it!" I whispered angrily.

BOOOOM!

Five seconds later before I knew it, I was struggling to sit up under a huge pile of rubble and blasted crates. It was a cannonball! Crap! I looked around for the others, and Stewie and Thomas were under the pile with me. I moved painfully over to Stewie, who was unconscious, and Thomas sat up, helping me dig her out.

"Where's Anamaria?" I asked. "And Lindsay and Paige and Gibbs!"

"I don't know," he said. "But hurry! We have to get out of here!"

He helped me stand and then took Stewie and swung her over his shoulder, and we ran behinds some more fallen crates as another cannon fired and rocked the ship violently.

"Lindsay!" I bellowed. "Where are you!"

BOOOOM!

"Get down!" Thomas shouted, kneeling behind our little makeshift crate fort. He laid Stewie face down after we shook again, and I tried to wake her up as Thomas stood.

"And what are you doing?"

"Going to find the others," he said. "They're over on the other end."

"You idiot, you can't just run out there!" I said.

"Too late," he said before disappearing around the crates.

"Thomas! Come back!" I yelled. "You're such an idiot!"

Okay, he obviously wasn't listening; so I turned back to Stewie, trying my best to revive her. I am so glad I took the CPR and First Aid this past semester, but I can't think straight!

"Stewie! Stewart, wake up!" I said, shaking her. "I promise I'll listen from now on, okay! And I'll buy you General Tso's Chicken when this whole mess is over!"

BOOOOM!

All right, I've at least established unresponsiveness. Pulse? Yes. Breathing? No. Um… that means she just needs rescue breathing! But how do you do that on a ship that's being attacked!

Suddenly, Lindsay and Thomas came back around the corner of crates.

"Thank God!" I said, hugging her quickly. "Where's Paige and Ana and Gibbs? You two all right?"

"Fine," Lindsay said, looking down at Stewie for a moment. "I twisted my ankle and hit my head, though. I don't know what happened to them, but is Stewie okay?"

"Not breathing," I said. "She's got to get out of here. We need the ruby. These canons are getting closer and they don't sound friendly."

BOOOOM!

"Paige had it," Lindsay said after we ducked. "But I'd imagine it's being tossed around the ocean after a blast like that. How could she have possibly held onto it?"

"Don't tell me that," I said seriously with a scared face. "I'm not about to be stuck here."

"And I am?" Lindsay asked sarcastically.

"Come on!" Thomas said. "The crew members are coming now! They see us and think we've boarded the ship and we're done for.

"Right you are, lad."

We looked up and saw that Mr. Twigg character pointing a pistol at us from in between the crates, but before he had the chance to even click the gun, Anamaria came in from the side knocking him to the ground, and the Paige appeared in his place.

"There you are!" she said. "We've got to get out of here!"

"No, really?" Thomas said, taking the thought right out of my head. He stood up and swung Stewie over his shoulder again, ducking with the rest of us as another huge cannonball shook the ship.

BOOOOM!

"It's too overrun with the other crew!" Paige said. "We're not gonna make it out of here unnoticed! Especially if Ragetti or Pintel see us!"

"Look!" Thomas said. And so we uniformly turn around in unison and look; there's this huge ship with giant white sails coming up next us all painted nice and that… Wait.

"Is that a Royal Navy Ship?" I asked in disbelief. "I though they were our friends after last year?"

"They are!" Ana said. "And that is one of their blasted ships… oh, that Norrington is going to get a mouthful and a swing from me, let alone what Jack's gonna bloody do to him…"

A few seconds later, the ships were almost touching, and the Naval officers started coming onto the Pearl swinging swords and shootin' people, and we all ducked down behind the crates again. I rolled my eyes.

"Honestly, we come back to find three freakin' people to go sabotage a wedding in the dead of night, but no. I can't just come and go in five minutes, I've gotta lick boots to keep my head in a freak sea battle at midnight. What are the chances of all this!"

"Calm down," Lindsay told me. "We can handle this. No biggie."

"No, no biggie at all," I mumbled sarcastically. "Well, Captain Cool, what do you suggest we do?"

"Fight back!" she said, picking up Twigg's pistol. "HUZZAH!"

Then she ran off screaming and screeching and shooting willy-nilly, but she was fighting the pirates that had captured us. Hmm, not bad…

"Well, now what?" Thomas asked.

"We fight back!" I laughed. "Duh!"

Paige and Anamaria smiled and ran out into the mess with me, and Thomas eventually joined us once he had hidden Stewie well enough. I didn't go far from her because I wasn't about to abandon her, but I was surprised at how well I've done after being rusty for over five months. And then finally after a while, the navy realizes what idiots' they've been, but the fight goes on.

And on, and on… and on…

- 5:30 AM -

…And on until we won and I was so exhausted I just fell over on the deck and lay there a few minutes. Rankin, the captain who was found to be this old shoemaker, was arrested and taken to the hold of the newest ship added to the Royal Navy family, the Eminence, along with all the others that weren't dead. There were about thirteen surviving evildoers, including Pintel and Ragetti. I had a nasty feeling about it, but disregarded it as I usually do.

After it all happened, though, Norrington himself was on the ship and walked up to Anamaria. She unfolded her arms and stood taller, a nice evil glare in his direction. Lindsay, Paige, Stewie (she woke up halfway through the battle), and I were standing behind her somewhat, and Thomas was with us.

"Miss-"

"Don't you 'miss' me," Anamaria shot out immediately. "Jack will have your head once he's seen what you've done to his ship and I have the mind to do it for him myself right now!"

"May I please finish?" he asked calmly. Ana huffed, signally for him to go ahead. "Thank you. Now, let me explain firstly why we attacked. The Governor-"

"-Is missing, so any ship is a bad ship, eh?" Ana said.

"No. Let me finish."

"Fine."

"As I was saying, our only reasoning for attack was to find the Governor, and since this ship has the wonderfully inconvient way of sailing with black sails, we took the ship thinking that white sails had been dropped for the night by another vessel. I intend to have this shi repaired to Mr. Sparrow's liking, whenever he so chooses to return."

"You best have it restored before he shows up, mate," Ana said. "He ain't goin' to be too happy to find out you were the one firing at it."

"And he'll be pleased to know that you allowed it to be captured by an old shoemaker and his henchmen?" Norrington asked coolly. Ana glared at him as the five of us stood back, waiting to see who would win.

"You just better watch yourself," she said. "We may still be on friendly terms, but don't you mess around with Jack. He's no fool."

"You speak so highly of him," said Norrington. "Tell me, did he tell you where he, Turner, and Elizabeth were running off to?"

"No, but these lassies back here did," she said, motioning towards us. "Told us everything we need to know. Now would you kindly take and repair this ship before we return in a few days' time, or do I have to stay and make sure you do it?"

"That won't be necessary," Norrington said, his eyes fixed on us. Then he blinked once and walked passed Anamaria a bit to us, looking at us skeptically. "You're the ones with the ruby?"

We nodded. "Yeah," Lindsay said. "Don't you remember us?" Norrington nodded in understanding and somewhat distastefully at us.

"So they went to another time, not another place," he said. "How clever of him. Now the question that really remains is, what are you doing here without them?"

"We came to get Ana, Thomas, and Gibbs!" Stewie said. "But then we were captured, fought in a battle and now we're being interrogated by you, so if you could hurry it up a bit, it'd be a big help. We need to be back by six o'clock."

"Right," he said, standing up straight. "Why do you come back for them, though? Trouble in your times?"

"Why do you care?" Lindsay asked. "We need to go!"

"But the ruby was lost during the battle," I said. "We aren't getting back."

"Never say never."

Again, we spun around in unison, and we saw Gibbs clambering down the deck towards us on a bad leg, and he smiled, showing the ruby in between him thumb and forefinger. We ran over to him excitedly, not having seen him at all after the first cannon fired. Paige tried to take it from him, but he retorted.

"Nah, I'm comin'!" he said. "Huddle round me, now! Quick!"

"But you're hurt!" I said.

"I trust your medical care is good," he said in pain. "Now this is no time for tom-foolery, grab on!"

"Wait," Norrington said. "Where are you going? We could use a little help searching for the Governor, you know!"

"Where do you think?" Lindsay asked. "Okay, listen. We'll send Gibbs back with the ruby and when you find the Governor, just come find us in the year 2005 so Elizabeth isn't worried to death. Then there's the parting of our ways and we're all happy again, k?"

Norrington was confused as we took our positions, so we just ignored him.

"Come on, guys! Count!" Lindsay said.

"Bye, Norry!" Stewie said cheerfully.

"Just count, Jess!"

"Okay! Sheeze…"

"One…"

"Two…"

"Three."

Eyes opened, and we suddenly fell into a big heap on Lindsay's bedroom floor because Gibbs had pulled us down. We rolled off of him as we heard people come running up the stairs, and Stewie quickly ran over to lock the door.

"Hurry, get out of here, Gibbs!" Anamaria said. "The Navy should fix you up, they owe it to us."

"All right, I'm goin'," he said. "I've never interfered with a wedding before anyways, but send Jack my regards."

"Out with ye," Paige said. "Go on!"

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

"Fine," he said. "But I don't like it."

Having never witnessed someone actually travel with the ruby the correct way (last summer sending the pirates back doesn't count), it was pretty cool to see him gone after he said 'one.' Then more knocking came, and we shoved Thomas and Ana back into the wall, myself, Lindsay, and Paige standing in front of them, hiding them poorly.

"Who is it?" Stewie asked.

"It Will and Elizabeth!" Will whispered. "Open up! And be quiet!"

Stewie obeyed, and Will and Liz stepped inside as Jess shut the door silently behind them.

"I'm amazed you didn't wake Jack up," Will said. "You sounded like you were having your own little party once you got back."

"Yeah, party's the word," Paige said sarcastically.

"Ana! Thomas!" Elizabeth said, after we moved aside. "I'm glad they found you! We were beginning to worry that you all wouldn't be back in time and that something had happened."

"Something did happen," Stewie said.

"What?"

"Yeah, there was a battle," Lindsay said. "They were outnumbered and this old shoemaker took the Pearl, then we escaped, Norrington attacked us, we helped kill the bad guys, the Governor's still missing, and now they're going to fix the ship up for Jack as an apology and come find us with the ruby once they've found the Governor if we're still here."

"They have the ruby now?" Liz asked.

"No, Gibbs does," Anamaria, said. "He went back to have some repairs done on his leg, and if those officers are smart, they'll do it and patch up the ship, or Jack won't be too happy when he finds out."

"So they have it incase they find the Governor, that way they can come here to tell you," Thomas said to Elizabeth. "Until then, we are stuck."

"You're right," Anamaria said. "And since we can't go for what may seem a while, I want the story in full. Jack's gettin' married I hear. And because you don't like it, you brought us back to help stop this wedding. Why?"

"He'll listen to you!" Lindsay said.

"Ha! Jack doesn't listen to anything he doesn't want to. Selective hearing is one thing I could say he's got nailed down to a tee," Ana said. "I agree to help, but there are a few terms."

"Name them!" I said excitedly.

"I'm not changing into anything special and I'm going back right after this."

"Easy enough!" Paige said. "But just remember, we told Jack we were going back for Thomas, so you cannot be seen until we throw this plan into action."

"Then how will she get to the church?" Will asked us.

"Um… well…"

"Is Jack downstairs right now?" Ana asked.

"Yes," Elizabeth said. "Why?"

"I should hurt him now… I about got my left arm taken off because of him! If he wouldn't have left just us with the ship, we would've never been attacked by the shoemaker, his band of idiocracy, and the damn Navy!"

"No, Ana, control yourself!" I said. "You beat him to a bloody pulp later, after we get to the church. Right now we have to get Thomas ready and ourselves ready because we've got to be there in about six hours."

"And yes, it will take that long," Stewie said, seeing the looks on Thomas's and Ana's faces. "You may not have to get all dolled up, but we do! By the way, are we picking Kourey up, or is he coming over?"

"Picking him up, unless we call him and he feels like walking out here, but I doubt it," Lindsay laughed. "Besides, this is gonna take a lot of explaining on his half anyways."

"This could take a lot of explaining to anyone," I half-mumbled.

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Pu-dah! Another chapter!

And how fun the simple things can be in life, huh Jack? Just watching a movie (Charlie and the Chocolate Factory! Yippee!) on an afternoon off from school eating pizza, drinking 'rum,' having a pillow/ tickle war, and prank calling people from cellphones at the playground with four of your best friends… I hope everyone experiences an afternoon like that. They are so cool. And so what if it's Tuesday and I'm back in school? I'm in love! And I'm a recent Beatles fan, too, LoL. There's some trivia for ya!

JC: AHEM...

What?

JC: This is a chapter, not your diary.

Oops. I guess so, huh? hehe...

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