Ooookay, I'm really sorry this took me so long first of all! But this is going to be quick because I'm tired as all get out. Derangedfangirl: hey, thanks for the review! It was lovely I'm glad you like the story! Doppleganger86: Thank youuu! Let me know when you get one! Beautiful Enigma: hey don't worry about it! I know you're out there thinking it! Lol ANND tk421beth(y): hey! Spain was amazing and yes, the breakfast was even better! I can't wait… let's spend a week or two in Spain because I just love it! Meet me at the beach next time! Lol we have the funniest expeditions in our minds. Lol thanks for the review! Yours truly… Kate

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Isabelle rubbed her shoulder blade and shot Jack a look after the man had walked away. "Think of it this way, love. Now yer connected to me in more ways than one!" he said and Isabelle narrowed her eyes.

"What are you talking about," she said and Jack smiled sheepishly. He pulled the sleeve of his shirt up over his right arm and Isabelle smiled.

"Take a look at yer new tattoo!" Jack said happily and Isabelle laughed, petting his tattooed arm. He kissed her and walked over to Will. James was over there too with Ana, watching as the man dug into Will's arm. Will looked up at Jack and narrowed his eyes. "Very masculine, William pearls. Very suitable," he said and gave Will a thumb up sign. Will clenched his teeth and looked to Isabelle, his expression softening.

"Let's see it!" he said and she kneeled in front of him with her back to him and Jack pushed her hair aside and her shirt down a little. Elizabeth gasped and Will chuckled. "You are definitely Jack Sparrow's wife." Isabelle smiled and laughed and Jack smiled, pulling her close to him.

"Well, Lizzy, let's see yours," Isabelle said and Elizabeth rolled her eyes and smiled, lifting her shirt and pulling the waist of her pants down a bit. Isabelle smiled as she saw two blood stained swords crossed, points up with golden hilts and perfect silver blades. Well, almost perfect if you didn't count the blood. "Elegant, tragic, but elegant," Isabelle said and Elizabeth smiled merrily, letting her shirt fall over her stomach. "Jimmy," Isabelle asked and James sighed heavily, extending his arm. Isabelle pushed his sleeve up and burst out laughing. "They will never let you back in the navy again!" she said and laughed.

"It's Ana's fault!" James said in his defense. Elizabeth traced her finger over the single sword with the point facing his hand. Its shimmering silver blade was hidden by silky red and dark blue fabrics tracing their way around it, floating so they didn't touch the sword blade itself. "it's very you though, Jim," Elizabeth said and smiled, just like a pirate. By then the man who was doing Will's arm had finished and walked away. They all stood up, each a little sore from their new marks. Isabelle, Elizabeth, and Ana left the group back to the little village and placed their hands back on their hips, the motion reminding her of the new tattoo on her shoulder blade. Yes, it stung, but she would soon get over it. Elizabeth smiled. "Thanks fer the markings," she said, still a little frazzled. "They are much appreciated." The natives nodded their heads and smiled. Jack pulled Isabelle to him and prompted Elizabeth to stall. She went on as Jack feverishly whispered in Isabelle's ear.

"We need their half of the map. The one that gets us through the caves," he said and Isabelle nodded. She went up behind Elizabeth and transferred her information to her. Elizabeth widened her eyes in impatience at them and turned back to the crowd.

"Seems like we be needin' somethin' o' yers," she said and they looked confused. "The map," she said bluntly and Jack smacked himself in the forehead, holding his hand there for a while. James stood in the back and listened. He knew these people weren't going to give something like that up out of the blue. He looked around and smiled as he slipped into a hut. He opened boxed and lifted lids until he found what he was looking for. Jewelry. They would barter. He grabbed a few necklaces and rings and shoved them in his pockets. He looked skyward before stepping outside. How did he go from Commodore of the royal navy to stealing from natives. Stepping outside, he quietly nudged Jack and explained. Jack's face lit up and he stuffed the jewels into Elizabeth's pockets, whispering something in her ear. Elizabeth nodded. "I've got a proposition fer ye," she said and they looked at her intensely.

"Good thing she doesn't get nervous in front of large crowds," Will whispered to Jack. They both nodded and listened.

"Our Venezuelan jewels…" She pulled a few necklaces out of her pocket and dangled them above her head. "…Fer the map," she said dangerously. There were incessant whispers amongst the group and Elizabeth looked to Jack. "Where did you get these?" she insisted. Jack pointed behind him with his thumb to a little hut nearby. Elizabeth rolled her eyes and looked to the now silent group.

"The jewels. What are they worth?" Elizabeth thought fast on her feet.

"At least fifty shillings apiece," she said quickly and they nodded to each other.

"Their gay, they should know," James said and Will had to bite the insides of his cheeks to keep from laughing.

"Do we 'ave an accord, gentlemen?" Ana said impatiently. They nodded.

"Agreed."

"Agreed," Isabelle said, stepping forward and shaking the man's hand. A man disappeared into the large hut where Isabelle and Jack had spent the night before and the Sparrow's exchanged glances. He came back out with a yellow piece of paper and smiled. He handed it to Isabelle and Elizabeth handed to jewels over. "Well, it's been lovely, but we need te go…Everyone!" she shouted and they made their way to the beach before the natives realized what the little group had done. They ran down the beach, searching for the Black Pearl. It wasn't long before they heard angry shouts and nasty words. "Shit, run!" she yelled and they sped up, frantically searching for the Pearl.

"Jack! Where is your bloody precious ship when we need it!" Will shouted and Jack remained silent.

"It does seem she's never around when needed," Jack said as he ran. "There!" he shouted. "On the dock!" The group ran at full speed to the dock as the natives advanced on them. Jack threw a look over his shoulder at the large party that was now gaining on them. "A littler faster, mates!" he shouted and they dashed to the Pearl.

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"Oi! That be Jack and Isabelle!" Gibbs shouted as he saw the group approaching the dock they had luckily found. "They don't look happy," he muttered. "Ready the sails!" he shouted as they ran up the beach, their faces worried. Every so often someone would throw a look over there shoulder and shout to move faster. "What now?"

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They ran the last few feet of sand to the wooden dock, clambering up. The natives stopped aimed and fired their darts. Isabelle stumbled to the wooden dock, feeling a sharp prick in her thigh. "Jack!" she yelled as Elizabeth fell beside her, a dart planting itself in her neck. Jack turned and rushed over, grabbing Will. "We can't move," she said and Jack lifted her up and ran after Will onboard.

"Keep yer heads low! Their firin'!" Jack shouted and everyone crouched down. "Just blow th' bloody island!" Jack shouted in a heated furry and ran to his cabin. He laid Isabelle down on the bed and James and Ana rushed in after him, followed by Litler. "She can't move!" Jack said intensly. Litler let the doctor, Harry examine her before carefully pulling the dart from her leg with a sickening click.

"Give it an hour, she'll be alright," Harry said and closed Isabelle's eyes. "Just sleep, Elle. You'll be alright," he said and patted Jack on the shoulder, rushing out to treat Elizabeth. Litler stood next to Jack and looked down at Isabelle. She didn't look very comfortable, but that was expected when one couldn't move any part of their body.

"It'll be alright Jack," Litler said and put on arm on his friend's shoulder. Jack sighed and sat down in a leather chair next to the bed with a huff.

"Yea, mate. She'll be fine," he said unconvincingly. Litler smiled at Jack's obvious sarcasm and patter Jack on the back once more before leaving.

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Alright, that's that. I hope you liked. More later I promise, I'm just a bad updater! Here's your quote:

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