"FIRE!" Cannons were shot at the enemy. The last of the ship sank in the ocean. There was splinters and the last of the burnt flag still floating on the water. Barbossa smiled at the sunken ship. His monkey Jack hopped on his shoulder with a peanut in his mouth. "Good riddance." Hector said to himself. Just as fast as they had sunk the ship the Black Pearl was off. Far off, Charlotte was staring at the now empty ocean. "What's on yer mind?" asked Barbossa softly. "Death." she replied simply. "Death? why?" Barbossa was obviously confused. She turned around and tears were in her eyes. "I don't know." she cried. Startled, by her tears Barbossa wasn't sure what to say. He had never seen her cry before. "something's wrong because yer cryin' and I've never seen ye cry before." he finally said. That was probably as comforting as he could get. "I haven't..." she gulped for air and started choking and coughing and crying all at once. "cried in 20 years!" she finally managed. He suddenly realized something. "How old are ye?" he asked her. "31 years." she sniffed. Wow. He knew she was young but not that young. She was at least 21 years younger than him. She obviously didn't care however as she married him. She turned back to the empty, blue sea. "I think.." she let out another wail. "I think I'm obsessed." "Don't be silly." Hector said softly slid his fingers through her hair. "I've been having these.." another weep, "these odd dreams." she continues."I feel I'm dead but then I come back to life but.." choking sounds, "I want to be dead again." Barbossa frowned. "You don't want to be dead trust me." "I know I don't!" she said angrily "but in my dream I do." "and what does your dreams have to do with your life?" he questioned. She narrowed her eyes at him and suddenly stopped sobbing. "You know about my dreams." she looked around nervously "my predictions, my visions, the future." He suddenly looked a little nervous too. "You stopped having those dreams after a few months. You can't.." "don't be so sure Hector dear." she told him firmly. "We need to bring him back." Barbossa was hoping she wouldn't say that. "but.. I can't have him here. He's insane and thinks he's captain and will fight for the pearl and kill me again." She smiled. "I know you hate him but you'll do it for me won't you?" she had a way with men to do anything for her. "Just imagine.." "All right!" Barbossa said quickly. He hated how she could control him. She was very appetizing: sneaky, naughty and seductive. Especially for any pirate. He had to admit that he enjoyed a lot. Just not being so controlling. Sometimes he thought he was the one who was obsessed. With her.