Back with the Enemy

Ok so this chapter is mainly just to piss off Davy Jones. LOL. I'm getting closer to the end. Like I said, Jones isn't gonna last much longer.

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Madison and Elizabeth, who had been standing and staring at their lack of supplies and talking, ran up on deck as they heard yelling.

"Oh bloody hell!" Madison said, seeing the Flying Dutchman coming up next to them. Will grabbed her. "Damn it! Let go!"

"No. You're not going back there!" Will said.

"WILLIAM TURNER LET GO!" Madison said. Will's grip increased on her arms. Madison groaned and resorted to stomping on his foot.

"I'm wearing boots, Maddie." Will said.

"Fine…I'll go higher." Madison grumbled, kicking backwards and hitting Will's knee. He let go of her and grabbed his knee. Elizabeth quickly ran over to Will and held onto his shoulders, tight enough to keep him bent over. Both ships stopped moving Madison, along with everyone with her, fell over.

"Captain's orders." She heard someone say. Next second Madison was unconscious…again.

"Lovely…you spend more time unconscious now then you used to." Jack said. Madison groaned and opened her eyes. Above her was a smiling Jack. He didn't look overly happy but happy enough. She did the first thing she thought of and grabbed his shirt, pulling him closer to her and kissing him. Jack groaned and leaned over her slightly to put one hand on the cot next to her stomach as balance while the other hand rested lightly on her exposed waist. Madison pulled away and looked at him. "Hello to you to then."

"Hi." Madison said, smiling. Jack leaned back and Madison sat up. "Are you alright?"

"Surprisingly…yeah." Jack said. Madison tilted her head. Jack put his hand on her back and Madison flinched away from him. He frowned. "Turn around, luv." Madison did as he said without hesitation. Jack didn't know what he was going to do so he just pushed her hair over her shoulder and moved the opposite sleeve down slightly before pulling her shirt away from her back. He saw part of the angry red welts that marred her otherwise smooth, pale skin. He wasn't completely sure but he knew that, somehow, they were in the same spots as the marks he had from his whipping.

"Jack…" Madison said, softly. "I'm ok." Jack sat on the cot behind her and wrapped his arms around her middle, holding her close. She winced once but then relaxed.

Unbeknownst to them, Davy Jones stood silently on the stairs, watching them. His eyes clouded over with anger as he watched Jack wrap his arms around Madison and then start kissing her bare neck.

"I'm sorry." He heard Jack mutter. "I'm so sorry, luv." Davy Jones glared and went back up the stairs quietly so they would never know he was there.

"Why are you sorry?" Madison asked, leaning back against Jack, despite the pain.

"For getting you dragged into this." Jack said.

"You weren't the one that came looking for me to help." Madison said, looking over her shoulder at him. "I'd rather be here, under these circumstances, then in Puerto Rico, being a whore." Jack sighed and rested his forehead on her shoulder. "I'm sorry."

"Now why are you sorry?" Jack asked, turning his head to look at her.

"I did what you and dad tried to keep me from doing." Madison said.

"It kept you alive." Jack said. "If you had stayed on the Pearl then you would have likely have been forced into and probably would have been killed or stranded somewhere once they got bored with you."

"You're standards for a crew have certainly risen since then." Madison said. Jack chuckled and put his chin on her shoulder instead. "How are we getting out of here?"

"Dunno, luv." Jack said. "Maybe if we go back to constantly arguing they'll just throw us off to get rid of us."

"No…they'll throw YOU off." Madison said. She jumped when she heard the bang that could only come from Davy Jones stomping. Jack let go of her as the ship's captain descended the stairs to them.

"You are to come with me, Miss Turner." Davy Jones said.

"I am not going back into that cabin." Madison said.

"You have no other option." Davy Jones said.

"You won't force me." Madison said. She felt as if she wasn't acting like herself. As if something else was in slight control of her. "You never could and you never will. You won't force me and you can't control me so leave me alone."

"Calypso…." Davy Jones said quietly. Jack looked from him to Madison. Something seemed different about her.

"This isn't who you are Davy." Madison said. "This isn't who you could have been."

"What do you know of who I am and who I could be?" Davy Jones asked, angrily.

"You're turning her into me." Madison said. Her voice had changed, deepening slightly as if she had grown older within the last minute. "And thus you expect love? Obedience?" Her eyes turned cold.

"What do you here?" Davy Jones asked, partially angry, partially tired.

"Think of this Davy." Madison said. "My great-great granddaughter. I've slept with but one other man long before I met you. I was pregnant when last you saw me. Who, do you think, is her great-great grandfather?" With that, Madison's head fell forward but snapped up almost instantly. She shook her head and looked around. "What just happened?" Her voice was normal again.

"I wish I knew." Jack said. Both of them looked at Davy Jones.

"You wish to stay down here…then so be it." Davy Jones said. He stomped up the stairs. Madison flinched when she heard a door slam.

Will groaned and opened his eyes. All around him the crew were waking up in a similar fashion. He wasn't sure how he had lost consciousness but there was no doubt that he had been unconscious for a while. The Flying Dutchman was no where to be seen…neither was Madison.

"Damn it!" Will said.

"She wanted to go." Elizabeth said. "She has a plan."

"What is it then?" Will asked. Elizabeth removed the heart from a pouch hanging around her waist. Everyone stared at it.

"She needs to be with Sparrow." Barbossa said. Elizabeth nodded.

"She said to wait a few days." She said. "Then a storm will come that will help us and keep them stranded. I think…she's also using the Kraken to help."

"I wish she'd tell more then one person about her plans, now and then." Barbossa muttered.

"She's good at only telling one person things." Bill said. The monkey jumped down and landed on Barbossa's shoulder.

"Well there's something we can do in the meantime." Gibbs said.

"What?" Everyone asked. Gibbs took out his pistol and shot the monkey, which fell off Barbossa's shoulder and ran away. Despite the position they were in, a few people smiled slightly.

"Oh Jack. You just can't stay out of trouble." Madison muttered, lightly running her hands over Jack's back. It was bared for her to see and Madison couldn't help but grimace at the sight and feel of it. Sure, Jack had scars and wounds all over, but nothing this bad that she knew of apart from the bullet wounds. She remembered giving him the massage a few days ago and how his back felt smooth under the clothing. Now…it was almost anything BUT smooth.

"Pirate, luv." Jack said. "Just couldn't help myself."

"These shouldn't be healed this much." Madison said, dropping one hand but keeping the other on his back still. She traced around one of the marks with her finger. "It was only a few days ago."

"Dunno what to tell ya, luv." Jack said. "I was asleep, felt something, woke up, and they were like that." Madison shuffled closer to him, put her arms over his shoulder and rested her head on his shoulder. Jack held her hands just to the left of the bullet wounds.

"Hey Jack…" Madison said.

"Yeah, luv?" Jack asked.

"Who gave you that other one?" Madison asked, prying one of her hands away and touching the bottom bullet wound. "I gave you the top one…again, I'm sorry for that." She couldn't help but smile at the memory no matter how sorry she was.

Flashback

"Maddie be careful." Bill said. Seven year old Madison looked up at him as she pointed the pistol at a row of rum bottles standing on the railing. She turned her attention to them and shot, but missed. The blast made her jump backwards. Bill looked at Jack. "Why did you have to give her a pistol? Of all things Jack."

"She's already got the knife." Jack said. "She's proved to be good with it for the last couple of years."

"Yeah daddy." Madison said. "I'll be careful." She shot at a rum bottle again, this time hitting it. Rum sprayed everywhere.

"THAT ONE WAS FULL!" Jack yelled.

"I thought it was empty!" Madison said.

"How could you think it was empty?" Jack asked.

"It was already sitting there!" Madison said, turning around with the pistol now pointed at Jack. "I thought someone had put it there when they were done with it."

"That's why I told you to check them before you started shooting!" Jack said.

"Don't yell at me!" Madison said, pulling the trigger by accident and jumping backwards. Jack fell over with his hand on the right side of his chest. Madison's jaw dropped, her eyes went as wide as they could and she dropped the pistol when she saw blood.

"Maddie…" Jack said, trying to sound patient even though he was in pain.

"Y-yeah?" Madison asked.

"OW!" Jack yelled. Madison flinched. "God. If we ever let you hold a pistol again, point it at the bloody ground when you're talking to someone." Madison glared at him. "Bill…get me some…"

"I know." Bill said, hurrying off. Madison walked over to Jack. She ripped off the sleeve of her dress with some difficulty before pushing Jack's hand away from the wound and pressing the cloth against it. Jack made a noise.

"You gotta put pressure on it, dumb dumb." Madison said. "Unless you wanna bleed to death." Jack just watched her. When Bill came back, she refused to leave and watched as Jack yanked the bullet out of him and Bill started fixing him up. Madison had looked ready to be sick the whole time but she handled it all well.

"You have something to say to Jack, don't you Maddie." Bill said.

"Sorry." Madison grumbled. She looked miserable about having to apologize. Before either of the men could say anything, she went into the cabin and slammed the door.

"That's the best we're getting out of her." Jack said. His attention turned to Barbossa who was talking to a few of the crew in hushed voices. He frowned as they kept looking at the cabin.

Present

"And then a few days later you abandoned me and my hatred for you grew." Madison said. Jack chuckled and brought one of her hands up to kiss the knuckles. "So…how did the other one happen?" She yawned.

"I'll tell you when you're less sleepy." Jack said.

"I wanna hear it now." Madison whined.

"Child." Jack said.

"Am not." Madison. Jack shook his head.

"Trust me, luv. It's not as interesting as the first one." He said. Madison made a slight moaning noise and moved Closer to Jack, closing her eyes. "Are you going to fall asleep all on your own this time?" Madison didn't answer. Jack looked at her as best he could. "Maddie?" He could feel her chest moving against his back slowly. She was asleep. Jack chuckled again and somehow managed to get her lying down. Madison rolled onto her side and tucked her hands under her head. Jack smiled, watching her. She was just a cute little kid, all grown up and filled out to be a beautiful young woman. Jack shook his head at the thought. He was losing what was left of his mind on this damned ship. Maybe now that Madison was here, it would be a little nicer.

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Instead of doing another poll…I'm just gonna ask for ideas. I might choose one or two of them. I might blend some of them together. Whichever ones I like best, I'll let you all know and put the person's name at the beginning of the next chapter.