I'M SO SORRY I DIDN'T UPDATE! I had homecoming and I was FREAKING OUT. Yea, poor Katherine got her heart broken. I'm in the process of mending my wounds. But don't worry, I had a great time, I just, carried a little heart ache with me all the time, in every spoken and unspoken word. I just hope that he feels the same.. ALRIGHT, enough about me! Here are my undying thanks!- Doppleganger86: whose pen name I have also memorized. Lol I meant making a move! You need to update that I love it to death, I've been like reading the first part over and over again. I wish I was Elle too, don't worry lol! Tubius: if that's what you call babbling, please babble every time you review! I love how you explained everything in such depth; it was amazing and mesmerizing to read. Loved the review, one of my favorites this chapter THANKS! Oh, yes, I ADORE the quote, definitely going in a journal or something, I adore it. I heart coffee: hello there, darling. Thank you for the review, I love it, kisses. Alonefreehearted: welcome to healing a broken child! I love that you love my story! Aren't the Sparrow's just symbolic of hope and love and friendship? Not only do they have this passion, they are just the best of friends. Keep reviewing! Beautiful Enigma: hello there, thank you for the review, as usual! I know exactly how you feel. I write this man, I feel it every time I write an 'I love you' or something of the like. Keep reading Megan, I wait for your reviews! Dugadugabowbow: I'm glad you think my chapters are amusing! Lol I love writing them for all of you! Keep reviewing! AND last but NEVER least tk421beth: my darling. How are we, better I hope. Keep picking quotes out of the story and showing me, I love it so much! Don't ditch me, stick with me! Lol I loveeeee youuu! Alright, ENOUGH OF MY BLABBERING! Here's your Jack and Isabelle.
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Isabelle knew right away that they were closer to the Amazon because she could feel it become hotter and hotter everyday. She had been thinking about what Jack owed her from getting caught in Venezuela. She was still so mad at him for that. For the past few days she had been gritting her teeth when he brought it up and sending him the meanest glares that could've frozen hell over. She lay in the sparrow's nest and watched the sky as it turned from day to night. Blue to black and all the colors in between. Sometimes she needed to be up there. She didn't know what to expect when they got to the Amazon. She had no idea how it was going to turn out. She shook her head clear of the thoughts and just laid there, completely thought free.

It was nice to not have anything to worry about. Bills, new clothes, keeping your place in society. It was so nice. She adored living on a ship and never thought about settling down. But she knew one day she and Jack would and then they would have children of their own. Children. Her mind drifted to her dreams of the baby girl and the strapping young lad. Katherine and William, the children from her dreams. It would be a blessing to have them in reality; they were both so beautiful and so happy and full of life. She knew that if she ever did have children, Jack would never turn out like her father and she would always be there, no matter what.

She sighed and turned over so she was laying on her stomach. She rested her cheek on her arm and closed her eyes. The second they closed, she heard someone calling her name. She groaned and pushed herself up with her hands. They called her name again and she sighed. Well, her quiet evening was coming to a close. She peeked over the side to see Jack standing on the deck with his hands on his hips, looking around. She smiled. She'd play with his head for a little while. Serves him right for what he did to her. If she would worry, so could he. At least she wasn't going to die, no that was something he could look forward to. Jack called her name again as she rested her head back against the cool wood and watched the waves far below her and far in front of her with a peaceful disposition.

"Christ, Isabelle, where the hell are you!" he shouted and Isabelle couldn't help but giggle. He heard the little giggle that came all the way from the sparrow's nest. "Oh my…" he said with exasperation. He shrugged off his coat and kicked off his boots, laying his weapon belt, his pistol, and his hat on top of them. He sighed before climbing the rigging. It was somewhat of a challenge in the dark, but he did eventually get to the top, cursing Isabelle all the way there under his breath. He pulled himself up on the platform and took a deep breath, looking at his stubborn wife. "What's gotten into ye!" he asked as he sat himself next to her against a pole. She had he eyes closed calmly with a small smile on her lips, still laying on her stomach with her cheek resting on her hand. "Elle!" Jack said and she opened one eye to look at him.

"Yes, Jack," she said sweetly and smiled. Jack leaned over and picked her up from under her arms and she sat in his lap, her eyes still calm.

"What's the matter?" he asked and she gritted her teeth. "Oh. This is about…the… Port," he said, not wanting to say the name and set her off.

"Jack you could have been killed!" she said and looked at him, but this time with her eyes on fire.

"But, I didn't!" he said happily and she smirked.

"Because I was there!" she said and his smile faded. "Jack, you got caught after all that time you spent convincing me that it would never happen!" she said and Jack nodded knowingly.

"I didn't tell you why I went there," he said, trying to defend himself and Isabelle sighed in defeat and nodded.

"Alright, Jack, but I swear…"

"Don't worry, love," he said and smiled. He told her of how he and Tucker had been best friends when they were little and he was the only friend of Jack's childhood that was still alive. Isabelle nodded when he finished and rested her lips against his shoulder. "I told you I had a good reason," Jack whispered and Isabelle laughed into his shoulder, knowing she started an argument she couldn't win.

"I'm sorry, but Jesus Jack! Do you know what that did to me?" she said and Jack pulled her to sit in front of him, she having slipped over somewhere in the process. She sat Indian style in front of him as he took up the same position. She rested her hands in her lap and Jack mimicked her. She laughed, unable to look into his dark brown eyes and stay angry with him. "Damn it, Jack. How do you do that every single time?" she asked and he smiled, showing his golden teeth.

"Arm wrestle me," Jack said out of nowhere. Isabelle raised her eyebrows at him and stared. Jack chuckled and smiled. "Arm wrestle me," he said again and Isabelle laughed at him.

"Are you kidding? And lose? I don't think so, Jack," she said and he smiled widely. She looked at him for a second and sighed. "Alright, once!" she said and they both laid on their stomachs. She put her hand in his and he held on firmly.

"Alright love, ready?" he said and she smirked.

"Why didn't you ask Will to do this?" she asked and he laughed.

"Will isn't a worthy opponent."

"Oh, and I am?" she said sarcastically. Jack nodded and smiled.

"One, two, three!" Jack said and Isabelle laughed. She kept his arms up for a little while before he pulled hers down. "Winner!" he shouted and Isabelle whacked his arm.

"Again." And they did. Jack and Isabelle must've arm wrestled fifty times in three hours. Half the time, Isabelle was laughing so hard, Jack pulled her arm down right away. And they other times, she caught him off guard and yanked his hand down, sticking her tongue out at him in victory. "Last time!" Isabelle said finally, growing tired. Jack laughed and smiled widely. "Okay, one, two…Oh my Christ, what is that!" she shouted and Jack looked off to the horizon with a concerned look on his face. Jack pulled his arm down and smiled when it hit the platform. Jack looked at her with his eyes wide and his mouth open. "Winner! All time winner!" she shouted and Jack laughed out loud.

"You cheated!" he said and she began to climb down the rigging after him.

"Pirate!" she shouted and Jack laughed. Once at the bottom, Jack pulled her off the rigging and carried her to the helm. He set her down and stood behind her, placing his arms over her shoulders and steering the ship.

"Yer not still mad at me are ye?" he asked and Isabelle laughed.

"No Jack, just don't do it again," she said and Jack nodded, smiling to himself. He had done it again, he was still the greatest.

Isabelle and Jack stood at the helm of the ship, watching as the Hilaris Islands came into view. Their one obstacle between them and the treasure. Jack looked at the island with great interest, his brown eyes focused on only the trees and the sandy beaches, wondering. He had never been there, hell, he didn't even know what the name meant, but he was Captain Jack Sparrow, and he would find out. Isabelle stood firmly next to him, her little hand in his, smiling. She got to get off the ship this time. Jack noticed the great lack of activity on the island and smiled. So this would be easier than he thought.

The Black Pearl dropped anchor a few yards away from shore and Jack prepared a group to go with him. Consisting of, Isabelle, James, Elizabeth, Anamaria, and Will. Each able bodied men or women. They all sat down in the rowboat and Will and James rowed them to shore. Once they got there, Jack shouted back to the ship to meet them on the other side of the island in a day's time. He watched as his Pearl started to disappear behind the rocks. Isabelle crept up behind him and rested her hands on his shoulders. "She'll be back. She always comes back to you," she said and walked away slowly, willing Jack to follow. Just like always, Jack turned on his heel slowly, stealing one last look at the Black Pearl, and followed his wife and friends up on the beach, come what may.

Two hours later, the group was hot and annoyed. They were apparently not getting anywhere. Will walked off to the side to inspect something and stepped on the wrong twig. Elizabeth and Ana just happened to be too close to Will when the net caught them up. They were swinging high up in a tree for a good fifteen minutes, yelling and screaming for Jack, Isabelle and James before they found them. Jack laughed so hard he fell to his knees, tears streaming from his kohl rimmed eyes. Isabelle was already rolling around on the ground next to him, holding her stomach. Oh, what a hilarious sight it was. James walked in the middle of Jack and Isabelle and a twig snapped. Instantly Jack and Isabelle stopped laughing, their instincts kicking in, but it was too quick. Soon, the threesome was hanging in the air, right beside the first group.

"God damn it!" James shouted. Will, Ana, and Liz would've laughed, had they not been in the same exact predicament. "This is insane! How is this happening! Jack this is your fault. Somehow, some way, this is your fault!" James shouted, pulling at the ropes that were tightly bound together.

"Jimmy, stop whining," Jack said casually. Elizabeth glared at him hard enough to stop his pulse.

"Jack Sparrow what the bloody hell do you mean, stop whining! We're hanging twenty feet off the ground in a bloody tree!" Elizabeth shouted and Jack couldn't help but smile.

"I've been in worse," he said in a low, seductive voice, smiling at Isabelle. She knew. The Sparrow's leaned back against their woven prison, completely calm. Like this was just another day, just another woven piece of shit hanging from a tree.

Two hours later.

"If you had to choose between eating a live piranha, or licking a pirates foot…"

"Aww!"

"Oh, Jim!"

"Oh, honestly!" Everyone merrily voiced their opinions to that one. James smiled and laughed but continued.

"Seriously, which one would you choose?" he asked and everyone laughed. Jack laughed out loud.

"Isabelle lick, me foot!" he said and everyone laughed out loud. "Now, where can we get a piranha at twenty feet above ground level?" Jack wondered with a humorous face and everyone grunted with laughter.

"Pirates foot!" Will shouted.

"Pirates foot," Elizabeth said with a disgusted smile on her face

"Pirate!" everyone else chimed in.

"How about skinny-dipping in a pool of man eating sharks or walking through Tortuga naked," Jack asked.

"Jack Sparrow what goes through your mind?"

"Brilliance," Will muttered with a smile.

"Ah, ha-ha, no way, neither."

An hour later.

Isabelle started to feel numb from the pressure all over her body. James was leaning against her right side, his legs slung over her lap, and Jack's back was on top of her lap, with his head on James' leg. They were all very close together. Little did they know that fifty men were on their way over.

Elizabeth was the first to see them. One appeared behind a bush wearing nothing but a little cloth over his manhood and paid all over his chest, back, arms, legs, and face. He was very tanned and his hair was black. The rest of them looked the same, except for the differing hair colors. She nudged her husband. "Will," she said gently and Will looked up from his intricate study of the ground below them.

"Huh," he said quietly and looked at Elizabeth's terrified face. He furrowed his brow and followed her stare. His eyes widened when he saw two dozen men looking up at them hungrily. "Oh, shit," he said and patted Jack on the head, reaching through the ropes and over Ana. Jack shifted and tried to look at Will but gave up.

"Aye, lad," he said and Will sighed.

"Jack look down and to your right," he said and everyone else did too. There were gasps and unladylike words being thrown around, especially from Ana and Isabelle.

"Damn it, Jack!" Isabelle hissed. Jack smiled roguishly up at her and she held her cold glare with him before he turned away to look at the odd men. All six watched as the group grew and grew and soon, started to talk amongst themselves. "What are they saying?" Isabelle asked no one in particular.

"I don't know," Jack said, who was fluent in almost every single language she could think of.

"Great. If he doesn't know what they're saying, we're doomed," Elizabeth whined. Jack gave her a confused look and then turned back to the weird men. Isabelle, Jack and James watched as Will, Liz, and Ana's net broke, and they dropped to the ground with a hard thud and some screaming. Jack looked to Isabelle and their eyes rolled simultaneously.

"Wonderful," they said casually before they too plunged to the ground. They all landed in a heap, one on top of the other and Isabelle and Elizabeth moaned in pain. "That was unpleasant," she said and felt rough hands grab onto her as they pulled her off the ground by her arms. She fought against them, but saw everyone else was off the ground and being held too, she sighed and slumped. "So what now, Jack?" she asked a little sarcastically. Jack opened his mouth to say something, but was distracted when they started tying his hands tightly to a wooden pole. His feel went next and Isabelle saw where this was going.

Will and Elizabeth were both tied to separate poles, both hanging upside down with their hands and their feet tied tightly to the long wooden stick. Elizabeth's hair touched the ground as they dragged her along and she rolled her eyes. James and Isabelle were then tied to a pole, both fighting and cursing, but that just made their ties tighter. She was glad her hair was back in a ponytail. Or else her hair would be mopping the rainforest floor.

They were seemingly floating above the ground, and it would've felt like it too, had their wrists and feet not been bleeding from the chaffing and pressure of the ropes. They were carried off in a line, everyone still fighting to get free. Jack couldn't see Isabelle and that scared him more than thinking of what they would do to them once they got back to their little village. It didn't matter how hard he tried to escape his ties, it couldn't be done. His wrists were raw and the ropes were covered in blood. It stung to move them and it stung to move any other part of his body that was generally connected to his arm. "Jack!" someone called casually from behind him. He sighed.

"Yeah?" he said shortly. The men who were carrying him looked down at him and he smiled curtly, turning his attention back to the voice that belonged to Will.

"Any ideas? I think we may need one to get outa this one before tomorrow when…you know… before tomorrow," Will shouted and Jack thought about it. If these people wanted to kill them, Jack had to find a way to keep them alive for the night. If they didn't want to kill them, which was usually very rarely the case, he would think of something brilliant. He always did.

"At the moment? No! I'm running a little dry on brilliance! Does anyone want te chip in?" Jack shouted angrily, his voice rising and startling the men next to him. He didn't notice the smiles and laughter going on between the men who were carrying him and the men who were just walking. He was too focused on his life and the lives of his wife and friends.

"Jack Sparrow! You got us into this and now you better get us out!" He would know that voice anywhere. That was his wife. He winced, thinking of the glare she would be sending him if she were standing right next to him.

"How did I get us into this?" Jack shouted back, gaining more courage now that he wasn't standing face to face with her. Women, frightening creature, they are. They would make even the bravest man weak. Jack Sparrow, for instance.

"This was your map, was it not?" she asked shrilly. Jack winced.

"Well, it was Jimmy's first…"

"It was your idea to come here was it not?" she asked even more shrilly.

"James gave me the idea!" Jack shouted in his defense. Even though it wasn't helping his case any. There was a momentary silence in which Jack thought he won, but Isabelle was merely collecting herself. She was mad.

"You just wait until these ropes come off my hands," she said in a low, angry voice. Jack heard Will and James laugh.

"What are ye laughin' about! This was both yer ideas as much as mine!" Their laughter turned into coughing and Elizabeth and Ana were fuming.

"William!" Elizabeth shrieked.

"Damn it Jack!" Will said and a satisfied smirk lit up Jack's face.

For the rest of the littler ride back to wherever they were taking their captives, the little group was in a heated argument. They didn't realize where they were, not that it was easy telling where you were when you were hanging upside down. But they were in a little village. The three men were laid down near the fire and the three women were untied from the pole, but their wrists remained tightly bound. Jack caught sight of the amount of blood that dampened the rope around Isabelle's hand and he tried to say something but she was soon pulled in another direction. As soon as the women thought they were home free, they were tied up again to another pole. This pole was horizontal and hanging in the air. Their hands were tied to the pole and there they hung, from their wrists, their hands above their heads. They were visibly fuming and ready to kill the first person they happened to cross. Jack and Will were just glad they were still tied up. That way, their wives couldn't hard them in any way, shape or form.

Alright that was that! Hope you liked that chapter, it was like.. a bitch to write cos I kept wanting to keep going, but I had to stop it somewhere! Lol. Well review! Here's your quote ladies:

Gypsy girl how long will you wait? You know your love is dead, the ocean is a double blade. Both loves and reigns those it holds. Adventure swells with its every crest, mystery taints its darkest depths. Do not seek too far. Beware the lull of the tide. Your love is gone, his farewell to the world…said. All that is sure upon the waves is death. She will wait no longer.

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