Author's Note: To Renajah, I'm inclined to acquiesce to your request. I always appreciate compliments but constructive criticism and questions are also very welcome.
Disclaimer: Still don't own Jack. My lawyers are working on it though.
With the longboat upside down over their heads trapping an air bubble and cannons to counter the buoyant force the air produced, Jack and Pérola were able to descend to the submarine cave.
"This is either madness or brilliance," Jack commented.
"It's remarkable how often those two traits coincide. We're here."
The cave trapped yet another bubble of air. It was, as a matter of fact, relatively dry once past the opening passage.
"Welcome to Davy Jones' locker."
"I don't suppose you'd care to tell me how you knew about this place?"
"Not particularly. I suggest we get what we came for."
Jack shrugged off her non answer and went about making a mess of the various swag stashed in the cave, tossing away items that didn't appeal to him. Pérola worked more methodically, collecting valuable, but light, gemstones rather than heavy masses of gold that appealed to Jack. Throughout, she kept an eye open for the real object of her search. It was Jack, however, who found the first truly unusual object.
"Curious."
"What?"
Jack showed her a rather battered unassuming compass. Although she couldn't be certain, it didn't appear to point north. It unsettled her.
'Leave it."
"The agreement was that we each pick our own share. Finders keepers love."
"It's yours then. But whatever ill it brings is on your head. I have a bad feeling about it."
Jack pocketed the compass and went on with his random exploration, while Pérola continued her methodical search. As Jack examined a golden statue, Pérola found what she was looking for and with unnecessary stealth, considering Jack's preoccupation with determining the gender of the statue, slipped it into a slim waterproofed case she had brought for it.
"Do you intend to bring that with you?"
"I do think I will love. Waddaya think?"
"Charming. We should return to the ship."
"Don't want them thinking we died down here, do we?"
They acceded slowly, the weight of the cannons and the swag they were bringing with them required all of the crew to work together to haul them up.