Hey my loyal readers...wow you've been loyaly all through. I've had ppl e-mailme wanting me to continue with this. (looks down, sadly) I'm sorry it took so long. You must hate me right now. (looks back up) Hey at least I uploaded kay, so...no food or boject throwing...sespecially obejcts, they hurt. lol.

Ok...here goes...

I I dont own Jack Sparrow and his sexy self. If I did this story wouldn't be here today! I do however own Shyla Swann and her crazy loveable self and the spider...(shivers) Oh, and dont steal Shyla. If you ever wanna use her or her personality for a story, just ask me and I'll let you, but no stealing...I'll cry. lol Well enough waiting get to reading.

Oh, I haven't been piratey lately, I've been FMA. For those of you who don't know what FMA is, it's FullMetal Alchemist, got Edward Elric in it, he's soooooo freakin hott for an anime boy. Sighs I want him. But I dont own him either, sadly. Oh right, sorry on with Jack and Shyla's love life!

Chapter 23

Watching two forms walk up on the island she watched silently and hoped to hear them. She only heard mumbling which wasn't surprising. She just sat there in the bushes as they sat in front of her. Noticing who it was she smiled and waited. Playing pranks were fun to do.

"You were going to tell Barbossa about Will! In exchange for a ship!" the girl stated rather harshly. The man looked up at her.

"We could use a ship. Fact is, I was going to not tell Barbossa about Will in exchange for a ship, because as long as he didn't know about bloody Will, I had something to bargain with…which now no one has, thanks to bloody stupid Will." he said. Shyla put her hand to her mouth, trying to hold the fit of laughter. People always misjudged him for being the bad guy…when really it wasn't that at all.

"Oh." she said quietly.

"Oh." he replied sarcastically.

Having fixed his pistol. He placed it down in front of him. She sat down beside him.

"Do you think she actually died?" the girl asked, her voice depressed. This caused Shyla to blink in confusion. But still she stayed silent the whole time. Not seeing that she had a little friend coming her way.

"I don't know. No one could've survived that blast."

"Did you love her?"

"What?" he asked surprised.

"Did you love my sister, Jack. It's a simple little question." the girl said.

He sighed. He knew that he did love her, but that was the one thing a pirate wasn't so good at doing. And it was one thing that would get a pirate killed. He closed his eyes, seeing her smiling at him. Her beautiful face, her eyes being the mischievous sapphire blue. Holding a spirit with-in them and a mischievous glint that she was holding, showing she was a fun loving person and a beautiful woman. He shook his head. She was gone now, so what was the harm in saying the truth? Couldn't hurt right?

"Yea, I loved her…and I still do." he said quietly. This caused both women to gasp in surprise.

Shyla had tears running down her eyes. He really loved her. She held her hands to her mouth and wiped away the tears. No crying now, not yet. She felt something on her foot looking down she gasped. Her eyes going wide in fear she stood still. It was a giant spider. It crawled toward her leg, and she couldn't stand there anymore. Screaming like a mad man she ran ahead.

"Help me…get it away! Get it away!" she yelled. Both the man and girl, looked back. The man stood up and she ran right into him.

"Sh-Shyla? But you're supposed to…how?" he asked. Elizabeth cried seeing her sister.

"Oh…hey Jack, Lizzy…ummm I'm the bloody ghost!" she said.

They looked at her, and then to each other. She rolled her eyes.

"Ok. Fine. I blacked out…floated here…don't ask…all I remember is Will pushing me through a whole. Remember me next time…to let him blow up." she said and felt something. Her eyes went wide.

"So you're still alive.'

"No Lizzy, I'm standing ri-" she stopped looking down at her gown and gasped her friend came with her.

"Get it off me!" she screamed trying to shake it off. Jumping around she screamed. Jack looked at her like she had gone crazy, Lizzy had a courious look on her face. Neither moved, just watched as she went nuts.

"It's gonna bite me….get it away!" she yelled. Jack and Lizzy both looked at her.

She stopped somehow flinging it away. She backed into Jack, who's hand went to her waist. Her eyes never leaving the spider, which was crawling near her. She jumped behind Jack, who went and took the spider and put it in the bushes again. He walked back over to her and placed his hands around her waist, happy that she wasn't dead after all.

"What was that about?" he asked. Elizabeth just watched, and smiled. Holding in the laughter.(Heck, I'd do the same thing as Shyla...I hate spiders, they very creepy!)

"Spiders." she said pausing with a heavy sigh.

"I hate spiders."

"It was a spider?" her sister asked. She turned around and nodded knowing what was coming.

Elizabeth went into a fit of laughter. Shyla just stared at her, and then to Jack, daring him to laugh. He just stared at her. Without warning he grabbed her and brought her lips to his. Which surprised her at first, and then she wrapped her hands around his neck, playing with his dreadlocks. Elizabeth watched with a loving smile. Jack looked into Shyla's eyes as he inched away from her.

"Don't ever do that to me again, savvy?" he asked. She blinked but smiled.

"Why is that, Jack?" she asked. Hoping he would repeat what he said. He smirked.

"Cause, I don't want to go through that pain again. I love you, Shyla. You're gonna have to get used to it." he said. She gasped and hugged him, tears starting to fall.

"I love you too, Jack."

"As much as I hate to break this up. We've got a man to save." she said. They both looked at her. Shyla not knowing what happen became her curious self.

"What man?" she asked dumbly. Elizabeth rolled her eyes.

"Will. He risked his life to save ours…and now we've got to save him." she said. Jack having left to go inland to find something, grabbing Shyla's hand in the process. Elizabeth followed.

"So…we have to go and rescue him." she said coming behind the couple.

"Well off you go, then. Let me know how that turns out." he said. Elizabeth was gettin angry.

"But you were marooned on this same island previously--weren't you? We can get off the same way you did then!" she said trying to make a point.

Looking at her sister. Shyla blinked in confusion, Liz gave her the look that said 'help'. Shyla made a Oh gesture with her mouth silently.

"Well, Lizzy does have a point there, Jack." Shyla said softly. Not wanting either party mad at her.

He gave her a soft look then whirled around facing her sister. Doing his hand gestures.

"To what point and purpose, girl? The Black Pearl is gone. And unless you have a rudder and a lot of sails hidden in that bodice," he paused looking at her,

"Unlikely, you're young man will be dead long before you reach him." he said.

Turning around and continuing on his way, pulling quit Shyla with him. He stopped and let got of her, scuffing at the sand with his feet, looking for something . Elizabeth was getting fed up and Shyla knew it, looking in the sand she just sat down, glancing around to make sure no spiders were in sight. She sat and watched as her sister finally went off.

"Blast it!" she yelled. Shyla blinked, still watching.

"You're Captain Jack Sparrow! You vanished from under the noses of seven agents of the East India Company! You sacked Nassau port without firing a shot! Are you the pirate I've read about or not?" she asked grabbing his shoulder and spinning him back to face her. She wanted answered and she was going to get them.

"How did you escape last time?" she asked.

He sighed looking to Shyla then to the stubborn girl in front of him.

"Last time, I was here a grand total of three days. Alright? Last time, the rumrunners who used this island as a cache came by, and I bartered a passage off." he said walking down some stairs into a pit. Which had barrels and bottled of rum, all not messed with in a while.

Shyla rolled her eyes, she knew what he was going to do, and she wasn't going to play with it. She sighed and kept her eyes on the two in front of her. She shook her head, sometimes they both acted to much like little kids. Not that she didn't. But they were just too much at times. She sat watching but thinking of what Will had told them.

So that little man said I was dead. Why would he do that. He knew what he did. He showed me he was going to push me through the whole. Did he want me to swim to the black ship? He's not that dumb is he, but then again, he held got those two stuck on an island together. Hm…I'll have to talk to Lizzy bout it. she thought. Her sisters voice brought her back to reality.

"So that's it then? That's the secret grand adventure of the infamous Jack Sparrow? You spent three days lying on the beach drinking rum?" she asked.

Jack turned around arms wide open and two bottle in one hand, one in the other.

"Welcome to the Caribbean, love." he said walking off, only to have Lizzy step in front of him. Shyla watched with intrest as to what she was going to do.

"Is there any truth at all to the other storied?" she asked. Catching Shyla's attention.

"Truth is like brandy…Something to be shared with friends, and then only on special occasions." he said.

"You are far less intoxicating then you believe." Elizabeth shot back at him, angry.

"Oh, come on, now. Look at our contretemps this way: We've got shade trees, thank the lord. We've got some food on the trees, thank the Lord again. And we've got rum, praise the Lord. We can stay alive a month, maybe more. Keep a weather eye open for passing ships, and our chances are fair. Even he doesn't believe that, maybe another drink will help." he said the last part more to himself. (I liked this, cause he's like thanking the lord a lot…poor guy. Sexy guy...oh sorry, back to the story! I'll show off his wounds later though...don't worry!)

"So all the stories were a lie?" she asked, she wanted the truth. They heard a groan and looked over at Shyla, who was laying in the sand.

"Elizabeth, let it go. He's not going to tell you. He's stubborn." she said. Jack smirked at her, then looked at her sister.

"Listen to her, she's got a point, Lizzy." he said.

"But what about Will? We have to do something!" she said. He rolled his eyes and tossed her a bottle.

"Here's luck to you, Will Turner!" he said.

By this time they reached the spot they came to and Jack sat down. Shyla sat behind them and singing in her mind. Elizabeth looked at the bottle, getting an idea, and sat down beside him, by this time they both heard Shyla.

"Drink up me hearties, yo ho…" Shyla sung. (Yea, she's the one who teaches him…haha)

Elizabeth looked and smiled. Jack was confused.

"What? What was that, Shyla?" he asked. Shyla blinked and look up at them, from her laying down. She graoned and sat up.

"A song I learned about pirates. When I was a child, my mother taught me, before Lizzy was born. So I taught her. It was when I thought it would be exciting to meet a pirate."

"I know a lot of songs about pirates, but none I'd teach a child. Let's hear it." he said. Shyla blushed and shook her head fast.

"I've outgrown such romantic fictions." Lizzy said. Shyla rolled her eyes, mumbling something.

"Come on, love. We've got the time." he said. Shyla sighed, not knowing he was talking to her. They sat there. She looked up.

"Oh, you were talking to me, right?" she asked dumbly. He smiled and nodded.

"Oh…maybe later, when I've had enough to drink." she said.

"More to drink!" Jack yelled taking a drink, Shyla smiled weakly.

"More." she said and stood up walking off.

They both watched her walk off. Something was wrong with her. Lizzy sighed sadly. Jack looked at her.

"What's wrong with her?" he asked, worried…but hid it well.

"Ever since mother died, she hasn't really sung it the way father said she used to. I guess it was hard on her. I don't know. Mother died when I was born…so, I don't know half the things they did." she explained.

Jack looked after his beloved and stood up. Walking off after her, he found her setting looking out at the ocean. Her legs up to her chest, her chin resting on her knees. He stood over her and she looked up.

"Hey." she said quietly. He sat down beside her.

"What's the matter, you seem depressed." he said.

She didn't answer for a moment and sighed, looking out at the ocean, she closed her eyes. Memories came flooding back. Memories of when she was little and played with her mother, as a child. How her mother would hold her and sing to her softly the pirate songs and tell her stories of famous pirates and their adventures. Her mother was beautiful and sweet. Hair that was the same as hers, eyes that she and her mother shared. But the difference was that her mothers held love for her child. She was protective and would show her off to others, proud to say she was the mother of a fun loving child. She would tell her bed time stories, and sing to her at night, and sometimes her mother would sleep with her. Opening her eyes she laid her head down on her knees facing Jack. He looked at her.

"When I was little, my mother always told me about pirates and their adventures. She would always tell me how it would be to meet one. She always had a smile for me, and she would sing that song to me each night just to get me to sleep. I guess I just miss her so much. When people would assume things, she would just turn her head the other way, not bothering with them. But her anger sometimes showed. But she was a beautiful woman, and fun, loving and caring. I just miss her is all." Shyla said.

Jack had scooted closer to her and put his arms around her waist. She leaned into him and placed her head on his shoulder. He place his head on top of hers.

"Jack…" she trailed off.

"What is it, love?" he asked. She lifted her head and looked at him in the eyes.

"I-if we get off here…can I stay with you?" she asked softly, hopping he would let her.

He looked at her for a moment, and pulled her into his lap. He knew that it would be risky, and he knew that if she got in danger he would be able to protect her. But he didn't know what would happen if she did get killed. He didn't think he would be able to handle her death. But he wouldn't be able to stand to stay away from her either, and he seen her fight she was really good. He felt her cuddle closer to him and he wrapped his arms around her tighter. He knew that it would be hard, but hell how could he leave her behind and have her heart broken. He looked down and felt her head against his chest and he sighed. He wouldn't leave her, not after what almost happen and not ever.

"I wouldn't let you leave for the world, love." he whispered into her hair. She placed her arms under his.

"Thank you, Jack. So much." she said and stood up.

"We should get back." she said. He stood up and they went back. (Ok skipping the who ya ho and speech part, cause I you should know it…but I can't skip the where's the rum gone part…jus so funny!)

Next Morning

Shyla had went to sleep right after Jack had made a move on her, which she still remember cause she wouldn't drink any rum. But she did teach him the song, and the speech still stuck in her head. Setting up beside Jack and looking out at the sea, she closed her eyes.

(F-B)
"Wherever we want to go, we go. That's what a ship is, you know. Not just a keel and a hull and a deck and sails. That's what a ship needs…but what a ship is--what the Black Pearl really is…is freedom." Jack said. Shyla looked at him and put her head on his shoulder.

"Jack, it must be terrible for you to be trapped here." Elizabeth said, Shyla ignored her. Jack looked at Shyla as she looked at him.

"Ah, well…the company is better then last time. And the scenery has definitely improved." he said holding Shyla close to him and meaning every word. Shyla blushed.
(End F-B)

Shyla knew what her sister was doing and yet she wasn't stopping her. She looked down at Jack and sighed. Maybe it was for the best, maybe it wasn't. But she knew that she wasn't going to be sorry for it. Maybe it would hurt for him to be angry at her, maybe he wouldn't be. She didn't know. She watched at his nose twitched twice and he opened his eyes. Looking at her with a smile, a sad smile. He rubbed her back and smiled at her. Then the smell hit him again. He looks behind them and stands up, wobbly. He sees Elizabeth burning everything. The food, the shade, and the rum…he blinks….The RUM!

"What are you doing? You've burned our food, the shade….THE RUM!" he yelled. He couldn't believe this little girl was burning his rum.

He ran up behind her and she turned around. Looking right into his face.

"Yes, the rum is gone."

"Why? Why is the rum gone?" he shouted throwing his hands down and back to his face, his fist balled up. A look of hurt holding his face.

"One, because it is a vile drink that turns even the most respectable men into scoundrels. Two, Lizzy points toward the sky, That signal goes up a thousand feet, which means it can be seen for two hundred miles in every direction. The entire Royal Navy is out looking for me and Shyla, do you honestly think there is even a chance they could miss it?" she said, sounding angry.

Shyla got up and looked at her sister like she'd gone crazy. Sure there was a chance for it, but this was out right stupid and not to forget if it didn't work what would they eat, drink and set under? She rolled her eyes at her sister's stupidity.

"Lizzy, you burnt all that for a one time risk of being saved?"

"Just wait you two. In an hour, maybe two, keep a weather eye open and there'll be white sails on that horizon!" she said setting down and looking out to the horizon.

Jack grabs at his pistol points it to Lizzy, and then puts it back, throwing his hands up in anger and stalks off. Shyla sets there blinking…she looked at her sister, then in Jack's direction. She rolled her eyes at her sisters back and ran after Jack. This was way to hard, trying to keep both happy. But if her sister was right, then she wouldn't have long to spend with Jack. Running up at him, she hears him going on about her saying whatever she said last night.

"Well it bloody is now!" he screamed turning around. He seen Shyla there staring at him, hurt evident in her eyes. She looked down at the sand and turned around. He walked over to her and pulled her into a embrace.

"You're the only good thing on this island now, love." he said. She hugged onto the chest of his cloths.

"If she's right, Jack. Then we've not much time together. I don't want them to take me from you." she said.

"I wont let them."

"But, we wont have a choice in the matter."

"I don't care. They can't take you from me. Not now, not ever." he said. She nodded.

Looking up at him, and he down to her, (she's short remember…like Ed off of FMA mawhahaha...cough…sorry) she took something off of her hand and put it in his and closed his hand. He narrowed his brows in confusion and looked down, opening his hand to see his favorite ring. He looked at her and smiled, but grabbed her left hand and placed it on her ring finger…(lovely just so…Sniffle…flipping sweet)

"I want you to keep this, love. Until I come and get it, if they take me away, I'll get away from them. Then I'll come for you and this ring, savvy." he said.

She gasped and looked up at him. Nodding with tears trailing down her face. She took her hands from his and took the sliver chain from her neck and placed it around his. The chain was a sliver necklace with a beautiful sea blue gem onto it. He looked at her puzzled. She smiled up to him and flew into his arms hugging him. He placed his hands around her pulling her close.

"My mother gave me that necklace before she died. I never took it off until now. So that way, you'll remember to come back for me, when you get away." she said.

He rubbed his hand down her hair, (you know, like petting her, only…she's not a dog..) He lifted her head so that he was looking into her eyes. He looked down at her and smiled a loving smile, showing off some of his golden teeth. She smiled back, showing her whites. He brought their lips together and kissed her with every bit of passion in him. Placing her hands around his neck, she felt him lick her bottom lip asking for entrance, which she gave him. At an instant she felt their tongues wage a war between each other. When he broke the kiss, he inched a little from her face, but still looked into her eyes.

"I love you, Shyla. Never forget that." he said. She nodded, tears in her eyes as she seen the white sails, she looked into his eyes.

"I love you, too, Jack." she whispered and he took her back to where Lizzy sat.

She looked up at the two and smiled at her sister, and seen them holding hands. Shyla knew why she was smiling and couldn't help but smile back. It wasn't right she knew, but it was what she had to do to save the man that risked his life to save hers, and to save the man she loved with all her heart. (talkin bout Lizzy Bizzy)

"I'm sorry, Shyla, Jack. But I've got to do this." Lizzy said sadly.

"It's alright, Lizzy. I just wish there was a different way. I dont' want to lose him." Shyla said. Jack squeezed her hand reassuringly. She looked up at him and smlied a sad smile, he done the same.

Shyla sighed and lowered her head looking at the sea.

"They're coming now. On the other side, we should go." She said and they all walked that way. Shyla and Jack both releasing each others hand but not wanting to.

Ok, there's that. Hope you liked it, I know, I owe you alot more, but I'm working on it. I promise. I'm gonna finish this then start on a story that's been plotting in me head. haha! Yeah, I will be doing a sequeal, but I dont know when. It's whatever comes to mind. So...that may be a while. But I've been watchin FMA lately, poor Edward. I watched the movie and it made me cry. Al got his body back...looks jus like Ed...oh yeah, sorry again...hahahaha. I left you with a cliffy how you like it...huh huh say something, ok no don't really, you don't have to...

Well I'll give you a heads up...um I really might put that she gets preg...nah...ok maybe, maybe not...But I didn't show his wounds yet for a reason, I might make that happen in the next chappy, but then again...I might not. He will show them tho, but not until I see it fit...Savvy? Ok, well Pleaseeeeeeeee review, although I don't deserve it, sniffle but plz do. i need em.

you're dumb writer-----Leya