a/n: Thanks to Evil Ducky of the BlackLagoon, jadex.xoxoand IrethMalfoy for their reveiws and thanks to my silent readers.

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A week later, Will, Elizabeth, Gibbs, and Captain Barbossa found themselves in a pub in Tortuga. Gibbs had said that this was Captain Jezzree's favorite place on the pirate island. If she was in Tortuga, she would be here.

By now the story about Jack had spread accross the whole island with many elaborate versions. The bartender had given everyone a round of rum, on the house, in honor of Captain Jack Sparrow.

"Do you see her?" Will asked Gibbs.

Gibbs shook his head. "No, but Jezzree's here." He nodded toward a pretty black girl talking to a bunch of men. "That's her first mate over there. Name's Miranda."

Miranda saw Gibbs and walked over to him. "Hey, Gibbs. Who be yer mates?"

"This be Will Turner-" Miranda winked at Will flirtily "- and this be Will's fiancee, Elizabeth Swan."

"I'm Aston Blair," Brabossa said quickly. He didn't want anyone knowing he was alive yet.

Miranda nodded. "You sailed with Captain Jack. Is it true? The Krackum got 'im?"

Gibbs nodded.

"Knew his luck had to run out soon. Poor Jezzree when she finds out."

"Where is Jezzie anyway?" Gibbs asked.

Miranda shrugged. "Haven't seen her in six years. Kicked me of the Streak. I thought I was gonna die. Almost did." She lifted up her shirt to reveal a pale white scar accross her stomache. "Lucky I jumped outta the way or I'd be in two."

"Why?" Gibbs questioned.

"If she didn't tell yeh what happened 'tween her and Jack, she don't want yeh to know." Miranda said fiercely.

Will was impressed. Jezzree tried to kill her, yet Miranda still remained loyal to her friend.

Gibbs sighed. "We'll check all of the docks for her ship. Thanks anway, Miranda." They turned to leave.

"Wait!" Miranda called. "If you see Jezzree tell her I'm sorry."

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They were searching the docks for the Streak, now the fastest ship in the Carribean that the Pearl was destroyed.

"That be her," said Gibbs, pointing to a ship at the end of the dock. They headed over to it. "Ahoy! Anyone on board?" Gibbs shouted up at the ship.

They froze as each one of them felt a pistol on his and her back.

"What be yer business with the Streak?" a strachy voice asked.

"Our business be with her captain." Gibbs turned around. "Jason Ewing, I haven't seen yer ugly face in years."

"I was about to say the same to yeh, Gibbs." Ewing holstered his pistol. So did the others.

"What be yer business with the captain?" a voice from the shadows asked. A woman stepped foward. Her waist-length, dark red hair was tied back in a braid. Her face was fierce, but her brown eyes smiled at Gibbs.

Gibbs grabbed the woman in a bear hug. "Did yeh really think yeh could get away from yeh father?"

Captain Jezzree smirked. "No harm in tryin', now is there? C'mon. Yeh wanted to speak with me." She and Ewing led them on the deck of the Streak. "Here's good. What the crew don't know, won't hurt them. Or me, fer that matter. Ever since I gave Miranda the boot, they haven't been too friendly. Ewing here's the only one I can trust. Now I know you 'n' Barbossa - 'n' I'm not surprised that yer alive. Who be them two?"

"Will Turner and his fiancee, Elizabeth Swan," Gibbs answered.

"Bootstrap's boy?"

"The one."

"Where be Jack?"

Gibbs looked at his mates, hoping they would answer, then back at his daughter. He sighed. "Yeh didn't hear the rumors?"

"I did but they can't be t-true? Jack's too lucky." The studder was slight but it was there. No matter what she did or said, she still cared about Jack.

"His luck ran both ways, sweetheart," Gibbs said softly.

Captain Jezzree had to grab the rail to steady herself. This couldn't happen, not to her Jack.

"There is a way to save him," Elizabeth declared. "We must go to the end of the world and get him from Davey Jones." She stared into the captain's eyes. For an instant the mask slipped and Elizabeth saw the anger on her face. Captain Jezzree wanted to go to the end of the world and skin alive the person who would dare harm her Jack. But then she corrected herself.

"Why should I?" she asked. "He wouldn't do the same fer me unless it would benifit him. Yeh know how Jack is."

"Yea, I know Jack, and he loves yeh," Gibbs retorted.

Captain Jezzree gave a sad laugh. "I might have believed that six years ago, but not anymore. Not after what he did."

"What did he do?" Gibbs asked.

"Me," a voice said. They turned to face starboard. Captain Jezzree had her cutlass drawn in the blink of an eye. Miranda was standing on the deck.

"What are yeh doin' her?" Captain Jezzree spat.

"Apolojizing. Jezzree, I convinsed Jack to cheat on yeh. It's my fault, not his. I'll do anything, anything, to get yeh to trust me again. Please, Jezz, forgive me."

Captain Jezzree lowered her cutlass just a fraction. "Yeh were me best mate 'n' yeh stabbed me in the back."

"I sed I was sorry."

"Sometimes sorry won't cut it."

"Let me prove it to yeh. Take meh on this voyage."

"Let meh guess. Yeh want me teh make ye first mate again."

"Yeh don't have teh."

"And I won't. Round up the crew. Tell them were settin' sail early tommorrow. The sooner this is over, the better."

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