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At World's End: Chapter 15

I spent the next days stomping around the deck telling people what to do. I had started to get my old personality back. Perhaps I was a bit domineering.

"Somebody come and swab the deck!" I shouted as I noticed the mud today. "How did we get mud on the railings, too?" Someone mumbled something that sounded like 'wench' but I continued pacing. We had been sailing for almost two weeks, how could we get mud on the ship?

I felt wrong. I knew something was wrong. What made matters worse is that we were, apparently, heading straight for Dead Shores. I didn't like the idea of it, but I would do anything for Jack. Anything.

"Can I ask you for a favor?" Will asked, surprising me out of my thoughts. I didn't even realize that he had come up next to me.

"Maybe," I told him.

"Could I borrow the compass?" he asked quickly.

"Ah," I said. "I wondered when one of you would ask."

"Does it really work?"

"I suppose it does."

"Lord Beckett sent me after Jack's, in return for Jack becoming a privateer for the royal navy."

"I don't suppose he took to kindly to that. What would Beckett want with the compass?"

"The same things as Jack, the heart of Davy Jones."

I untied the compass from my belt and handed it to Will. He eyed it curiously, obviously never getting too close to Jack's.

"It won't bite," I joked with him. He once again blushed at me, being that he hadn't gotten over seeing me in my underclothes.

He opened it and watched the needle spin. I watched as his eyes grew wide and he snapped it shut. He handed it back to me, but couldn't meet my gaze.

"Something wrong?" I asked.

"No, nothing's wrong. It said what I thought it would. Thank you," he said, still talking to his feet.

"If you need to talk to me later, I'll be around, of course," I smiled. I didn't know what else to say. Jack was never shy about what he had on his mind. Jack could tell me anything and everything.

"Of course," he said before walking away.

"Miss Dani!" Gibbs yelled for me as soon as Will was gone.

"Yes, Mr. Gibbs?" I answered as I met him at the helm.

"Land," was all he said as he pointed out to a dark, thin line across the horizon.

"Good, thank you."

"If that is really Dead Shores, we shouldn't be going anywhere near it."

"Jack might be there. If he is, we need to get him back, savvy?"

"Aye," Gibbs answered me before he started giving out orders to the crew, leaving me at the wheel.

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