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At World's End: Chapter 6

So I pushed past Barbossa and his gun to my room. I packed a bag with some clothes and my personal effects. I pulled up a loose floorboard and picked up the compass. I hadn't looked at it in almost ten years. Whenever I used to open it, it would spin wildly and never stop. This time, I opened it and it spun for a half a second and stopped, pointing straight out to the docks. 'Maybe that is what I want the most.'

I shoved the compass into my bag and closed the plank in the floor. I took one last look around my humble room. I knew I would probably never see it again.

Out in the sitting room, the group had sat down in attempts to make themselves more comfortable.

"So you're coming with us?" Will timidly asked.

"So it seems," I replied, not meeting anyone's eyes.

"Let's go," Barbossa motioned for the door.

We left my flat and headed for the docks. I was the last in the line to reach the ship. I eyed it warily as I got closer to it. It had been a long time since I had been anywhere near a ship.

Will turned and took my arm to help me on board. I crossed easily from the dock to the ship, as if no time had passed since the last time I boarded.

On board I was greeted warmly with a couple familiar faces. Mr. Gibbs was there and so was Anna Maria. It was starting to feel like old times.

"Good. Now you're here," Barbossa said to me. "We'll be needing our heading."

And to everyone's amazement, I produced an identical compass to the one Jack carried on his belt.

"I can't believe that there is a second broken compass in this world," Elizabeth said aloud. I noticed that she then looked slightly embarrassed.

Will turned on his heel immediately to stare into her eyes. "If Jack didn't have that bloody broken compass, we would have never found each other again." He stopped for a second, clearly wondering if he should continue the argument out in the open. He decided to continue, "but clearly having me back wasn't what you wanted."

"What are you talking about?"

"I don't want to talk about this anymore." He suddenly got quiet and guarded. Like he knew something that the others couldn't know. That he didn't want me to know.

"You started this, Will. Finish it."

"Fine. I wanted to spare you the embarrassment, but why did you kiss Jack on the Pearl?"