A/N There.. chapter 11.. which I found particularly hard to write.. not as much humour.. even a bit sad.. enjoy!

Disclaimer: Don't own it.. only the DVD.. and the sweet memory of the trailer of Dead Man's Chest I saw in the cinema yesterday..

Chapter 11: Two pair of boots for the hangman.

And now we're all sitting in a pub of some sorts.. planning on how to get me back to Jasper. Well.. I'm doing the planning.. Will and James are simply dribbling all over Mary.. and Mary is keeping an eye on everybody suspicious who might be listening in to us.. which means that she's keeping an eye on everybody in the whole damn building.. oh.. and she's simply enjoying all the attention she's getting from all the males.. again.. that being almost everybody in the building.. except for the whores, waitress and myself.. being all the females in the near vicinity.

I sigh, glaring at my companions
"I don't get it.. why can't I just go to the docks, jump in the water and be home free again?"
The Mary Sue creature tears her gaze from all the dangers in the room away long enough to answer my question
"Because you're not save at your own home.. it wasn't a coincidence that the British Navy came barging in unannounced, somehow there's this loophole somewhere.. meaning that you're in a constant danger of being caught and hung!"

"You have a very bleak outlook on life, you do realize that don't you?" I fold my arms and look away from the group.
"And what else do you propose? I mean.. I'm not intending on staying in Port Royal for the rest of my life.. Jasper would be worried sick.."
Mary smiles reassuringly, which makes me feel as if I'm going to be in a lot more trouble then I'm already in.
"Don't worry, I'm going to lift this evil curse that holds you here, and you'll be home before you know it"
My head snaps back to her
"The only thing keeping me here is you.. you are the only one saying I can't leave.."

Will blinks and very carefully looks away from the girl, almost as if the world might be destroyed if he doesn't keep on staring.
"Lona, Miss Sue might be right, this is the third time you're here.. something must not be right"
Norrington nods, concern written across his face.
"I must agree, even though I must admit that I wouldn't regret being rid of you, it simply isn't save to let you wander around unprotected"

My mouth drops open.. everybody is against me.. it's a conspiracy! The Sue's against Lona!
"This is not fair! Why can't I go home? I can wear bullet-proof clothing all the time.. and.. Jasper will be there with me.. he can protect me.. I mean.."
"Can he really?" Will interrupts me, putting his hand on my arm and staring in my eyes, sincerity in his look.
"Lona.. I don't know him.. but can he really protect you against a whole army? Against bullets? Against swords? Running away isn't going to solve this problem"
Sulking I look away from his gaze, not wanting to admit that he really has a point there. I would like to believe that Jasper is a one man army.. that he can defeat everybody with his eyes closed and one hand tied to his back.. but I know that he isn't all that.. that he can be hurt too.. I mean.. even Jack managed to give him a black eye for crying out loud!

"Fine.. fine.. but.. now what?"
James stands up, and is taking in his surroundings
"I think it would be for the best if we'd try to get a room for the night. And more important.. if we would stay out of trouble"
Mary nods and puts her hand on Norrie's shoulder
"You're right James.. I shall go and see if I can make a deal with the barkeeper"
James is beaming with pride.. blegh.. men..
Will sidles over to me.
"Lona.. can I ask you something?"

"Shoot"
"What is wrong with me? Every time I look at Miss Sue, everything around me turns pink and.. well.. fluffy.. I get this urge to rescue her from everything and everyone.. and still I suddenly feel as vulnerable as a baby and just want her to hold me"
While shaking my head warily I pat him on the back
"That my boy.. is the influence a Mary Sue has on every man.. all the young rational women will hate her.. while all the men instantly fall in love with her"
Will stutters from the shock
"But.. but.. I hardly know her!"
"Look at Norrington for example, he barely knows her.. and yet he can't seem to keep his eyes off of her"
"My god.. we're doomed"
I gloomily watch as Mary returns
"Yes William.. in that I must agree with you"

Mary simply skips back to us, her whole face glowing with satisfaction
"I fixed us two rooms for the night, so that we both will have some protection from a man"
Norrington eyes dart between Will and Mary
"If I could be so bold to suggest that I will watch over Miss Sue?"
Mary chews her lip while she glances at Will.
"Well.. actually.."
"Splendid idea James, just.. great! Thank you.. I will share the room with Lona then.. and.. so.. well.. good night!"
Will hastily makes his way out of the room, dragging me behind him.

Jasper's POV
We're in jail.. I'm in jail.. I don't want to be in jail.. Lona needs me.. I've got to save her.. and.. I want to hold her.. I want her to hold me.. somebody save me!
"And I would like to mention that this is all entirely your own fault mate" Jack tells me. He is lying on a bench, his hat covering his eyes.
"Oh.. yeah.. thank you.. I really needed that.."
"You're welcome"
"What's going to happen to us now? I mean.. are they going to release us?"
Jack lifts his hat and looks at me with a sad look in his eyes
"I really doubt it mate.. apart from meself.. no one has ever escaped these cells.. and I've never heard of the navy releasing pirates after they captured them.."

A big guard walks down the stairs, he's really fat.. and for some reason he walks with his leg really widespread.
"Alright you lot.. This is your last meal.." he shoves two plates in our cell.. his voice sounds strangely squeaky ".. because tomorrow morning, 10 o'clock you will be hanged"
-complete and utter shock- hanged? I'm going to die? No! This can't be!
"You can't do this to me! I'm not a pirate! Hang him -points at Jack- He is a pirate.. I'm not! I'm innocent!"
The guard doesn't even listen! He's walking away! NO!
Jack picks up one of the plates and prods it.
"I think this is actually still alive"

"How can you stay so calm! They.. they're going to.. No! Lona! Guard!"
Jack pushes the plate to the side and walks over to me, grabbing me firmly by the shoulders.
"Will you relax already? I will think of something.. I always do"
"And what if you don't? What if they already killed Lona?"
"Well.. what's the point in you staying alive then? I suggest you get some sleep.. you're going to need it.. nobody likes a tired looking corpse"

The next morning

Lona's POV

Ok.. I'm awake.. no.. really.. but I don't wanna.. 5 more minutes mommy? "It's Sparrow! They're going to hang him! Wake up you two!"
Mary is banging on the door, startling me and Will, who is finally becoming less and less affected by the Mary Sueishness.
Hanging Sparrow? Jack? But.. he was with Jasper.. that means.. no!
Suddenly I'm wide awake. I jump out of bed and burst out of the door. Oh God.. please don't let me be late.. I must.. No.. can't think about that.. everything will be okay.. Running down the stairs I follow Mary outside and to the city square where the gallows have been set up. Two men are standing on the platform, noose around their neck.

The man on the right is Jack, no mistakes about that, the dreadlocks, the trinkets in his hair are shimmering in the early morning light. He looks as casual as never, he doesn't even seem a bit depressed at the idea of certain death.

But I'm not concerned about Jack.. next to him stands a man.. a boy still.. only twenty years old. Short brown hair, bright blue eyes, tall and slim.. Jasper. Fear can be read in his eyes, a single tear trickles down his cheek. What is he doing there? I.. I.. must save him.. someone must get him out of there! A moan escapes my mouth.. I can feel my heart pounding in my chest.. I can only seem to look at Jasper.. my boyfriend.. my love.. everything else is a blur..

"Jasper! No!" His head shot up and his gaze is scanning the bustling crowd. Waving frantically I'm trying to get his attention, ignoring the monotone voice of the man who's reading all of the crimes Jasper en Jack have supposedly committed.. This is wrong.. this is a nightmare, this isn't real.. I'm going to wake up any minute now.. Finally he sees me.. panic sears over his face "Lona!" He struggles a bit, trying to get free..

Suddenly the drum rolls stop and the hatches open, dropping the two man down. The rope of the noose tense up, and as if in a dream I can see the way Jasper's neck snaps in a awkward position, his body limp..

"Noooo! Jasper!" Mary restrains me as I try to run forward.. as I try to reach Jasper.. No.. this can't be.. this isn't true.. No...

She continues holding me, and after a while, after I stopped struggling.. after I stopped sobbing.. after I finally realize he really.. really is dead.. after everybody else has left and the bodies have been removed she finally lets go of me. I'm not able of keeping myself up anymore and I drop on my knees. Feeling numb.. feeling only the pain in my heart and the tears on my cheek..

They killed him.. Barbossa killed my love..

I want to die too.. I want..

Revenge..

Tadaa.. damnit.. I cried while I wrote that.. Stupid imagination..

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