Cold. No freezing. Wait, more than freezing… more like freezing their whole bodies off. Yes that is how I would put it. Ragetti, Pintel with the rest of the crew were freezing their whole bodies off, warmth they can't find as they huddled together, warmth they seemed to forgot what it felt. It had been days since they saw land, the last one they set fire to and killed many men, leaving their marks.

As Ragetti shivered trying to get warm, though he knew there was no chance of that happening, the ice cold weather had made him think of the past weeks, what he had and what he lost. He had his friends, life that he knew was important but nothing could change his feelings on Danielle, he felt alone still and part of him died when she went. Something he couldn't explain nor talked about as he knew the others wouldn't understand.

"No one said anything about cold." Pintel stated angrily, bringing Ragetti to now.

"There must be a good reason for our suffering." Ragetti replied, Barbossa's words echoed inside his mind: "We have to lose something to make us a stronger person." Ragetti guessed he was right, if someone didn't lose anything they wouldn't change an wouldn't know how to feel, yet he couldn't think that it is down to that person.

"Why don't that obay woman bring Jack back, the same way she brought Barbossa back?"

Ragetti eyes lowered, as he heard part of his thoughts out loud, he didn't know himself of the question his friend was asking but why couldn't they get Danielle back?

"Because Barbossa was only dead. Jack Sparrow was taken, body and soul, to a place not death, but punishment. The worst fate a person can bring upon himself. Stretching forever. That's awaits at Davy Jones' locker." Tia Dalma explained.

"I knew there was a good reason." Ragetti stated, though Pintel thought different as the same of Ragetti's heart. Staring up at Tia, he saw how stern and strong she looked, how quickly she took offense of Pintel's words, it reminded him of Danielle, she was strong and could quickly turn angry but he loved her all the same. She had learn about the world the hard away and quickly. "I miss you." He merely whispered in the ice air.

Quickly he stood up, he let go of his blanket that was wrapped around him, nothing could ever comfort him no more. Cold and loneliness, I guess I have accepted, he thought as he ran away from Pintel ignoring his question of where he was going and the worry looks from his friends. He ran below deck, trying his hardest to hold everything in, but that soon didn't work. He quickly leaned against a wooden pole which was off to the side, he felt tears rolling down his cheeks; tears he fought back for many days waiting to be alone to let them out. He could feel his heart sinking into this darkness, which now contained it.

It didn't matter how many times he tried to shake the memories away, they were still there sitting at the back of his mind. He had to keep focused. Getting Jack back was all that mattered but not to him. All he wanted was his lover was this mission worth it, to go to the locker rescue Jack and come back but would he ever get the person he loved back?

Dying to live, living to die
Ain't no hellos here, nothing but goodbye
It's like singing a song that cannot be sung
It's like having to end child, what's yet to love begun

Leaning on the wooden pole, his arm rested on it, the only thing that held him strong though it felt like his body couldn't, all his feelings mixed together. How was he going to cope? He was nothing without her. He lived with the coldness, and the reminder every day. Nothing could ever erase it. He knew he needed to be strong but how? Each day was like he was in Davy Jones' locker instead of Jack, nothing changed, all feelings of joy, hope and love vanished, anger, heartache and cold grew inside him. There was no escape, closing his eyes he saw her, just in touching distance, when a wake he couldn't stop but think about her.

"Is there any end to this suffering?" He asked out loud to himself.

"Ragetti, are you ok?"

Ragetti turned his head and saw Will standing a few paces away, a concerned look upon his young face. He had the same eyes as Danielle's and heart. He lowered his watery eyes and turned his head, resting it on the pole. He wrapped his arms around it; hugging it.

"Why do we fall in love Will?" Ragetti asked quietly. "When all we do is get hurt and left with heartache. No one tells you about that stuff, you never really see it or you think that will ever be you, but then in a quick second life turns around and changes it! It's not fair! I just want her back, is that too much to ask? I miss her like crazy! I loved her and she loved me, I couldn't ask for anything better. She was perfect to me in every way."

"I know, life can be harsh Ragetti." Will said coming to stand by his side and place his hand on his shoulder; giving him a sympatric smile. "I lost my family, Danni was there, protecting me and teaching everything. I looked up to her, I still do. She was more like an older sister, than a cousin. She looked after me, she was there when I felt alone and bullied but I swore that I was going to be there for her too when she needed help. I don't know if she knew that, but I hoped she did. She was strong, she had determination, spirit and brains."

Ragetti looked up at him, he gave him a ghost smile, hearing Turner's words made Ragetti an image of Danielle inside his mind, the one he used to know and fell in love with. Where did the time go? It all felt sudden that he was now there standing alone without her. Many months had gone passed. Many seasons brought new life and said goodbye to the old. Time had ticked by, along with everyone's heartbeat. There had been smiles, tears, punches, laughter, injuries and heartache, which had led everyone to different places. His old life that seemed so long ago. He forgot how his uniform felt, what the office looked like, forgot how big Heartfield was and how many ciggrates he smoked a day. It seemed a life time ago.

"You know it may help if you talk about her out loud, instead of keeping it all inside." Will added softly, lowering his hand.

Ragetti let out a sigh, unsure of his words. "She…she was the most beautiful woman I knew. She would deny it all but I could see her beauty in everything she done. I saw every side of her, working closely with her, I understood her a bit more than others. When she was angry, I weren't scared as I knew she needed to let off steam but I knew she would be ok after a few minutes. She was quick, she had her views which got her into trouble but she didn't care. She was her own person, there will never be another person like Danielle Turner. She was unique, top of the game and better than the monster. He was the one who spoiled it all, I never told you this and I guess Danni didn't tell you either. When I learnt what he done to her that was the last straw I guess. I tried to erase the truth but I couldn't. The gold was calling me back to the sea, I had heard it for many months before then but I stuck by Danni because I loved her, I know this isn't any excuse but I was scared. I was scared of myself, knowing the curse would be upon me again, I wanted her to be safe but how could she when he was there?"

"It doesn't matter no more, that is the past." Will stated noticing how angry Ragetti had grown.

"But it does. It all has an impact on us, but I have to live with that. To remember I left her when she needed me the most. Maybe I should feel like this, it is what I deserve."

"Don't say that, no one doesn't deserve it feel like that…well except Beckett I guess but he is like that already." Young Turner said. "You have had gone through a lot of tough times Ragetti, you will get through this, with the help of me, Pintel and your other friends. You don't have to forget about her, just try that is all I am saying, try to come back with us, Pintel misses you."

If I couldn't drain the tears
That pour from these eyes
Would you turn your back on me
Would you wave goodbye?

Or leave me way beyond empty inside
Awaiting my last day to arrive
Way beyond empty inside
Awaiting my end to arrive

The two songs are not mine but are by and owned by Zakk Wylde. 1) Between heaven and hell 2) Way beyond empty. Great man and songwriter.