I knew that voice, "Barbossa," I breathed.

"Aye, that'd be me, may I have the honor of knowing whom I be addressing?" Barbossa asked weakly.

"No, not until you tell me what you've done with Jack!" I replied.

"I haven't done anything to'em he's right here." He replied defensively, gesturing toward the monkey.

"Not him, I'm talking about Captain Jack Sparrow." I said annoyed.

"I haven't seen him since he shot me." Barbossa said.

"That can't be, you just kidnapped him at least two days ago."

"That's impossible I have not moved from here ever since Jack shot me! And before ye ask how I got here let me answer ye, I don't know! All I remember is Jack shooting me, going unconscious, and then waking up here with jack." Again he gestured to the monkey.

"You're telling the truth aren't you?" I asked softly as the realization hit me.

"Aye, I am."

"You wanted to know my name?" he nodded,

"My name is Katy, and… I'm sorry for the way I treated you earlier." I Apologized.

"That's alright lass, it's easy to act that way when you're worried about someone ye love." He said forgiving me. I was surprised by what he had said.

"How did… never mind, before I forget again, didn't you say you needed help with something?"

"Ah yes, the bullet that Jack put in me chest, can ye help me get it out? jack and I have worked it almost to the top but we need someone a little smarter then jack to get it out." jack sort of frowned at this.

"Well I guess I could take a look." I went over to his side, as he opened up his shirt so I could see the wound. The bullet was near the very top of the wound.

"jack or even you could get this out, why do you need me?" I asked surprised.

"jack and I have tried but it won't budge. We can't even get a grip on it," Barbossa explained. I reached for the bullet but my hand went right through it! I looked up at Barbossa, "See what I mean lass?" I nodded.

"How am I supposed to help you? If I can't even grab it." I thought aloud.

Suddenly a thought entered my mind; Elizabeth had said she believed in God, that she was saved. Pastor's message also came to mind. I knew what I had to do, as I came back to reality I heard Barbossa saying "…thanks for trying lass, ye can go if ye want to."

"Not yet, Barbossa, do you know anything about Jesus Christ?"

"Not much if any thing, why do ye ask?"

"Just listen to me for a minute," I pulled out my NKJV pocket Bible as I said this.

"Lass, I don't think I can do much else." Barbossa replied with a smile.

I opened my pocket Bible and read aloud, John 3:16 "'For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life,' now do you have any idea what that means?" I asked.

"No" was his simple response,

"Then I'll explain, God sent His only Son to come to earth to die, so that we may live."

"Why would He do that?"

"You know about the Ten Commandments right?" I inquired

"Aye, I do" Barbossa nodded.

"Did you know that if you break one of those commands you've broken them all?" (James 2:10) "I…I didn't know that."

"Do you know what happens to those who break God's Law?"

"Aye, they go to Hell, do they not?"

"Yes that's where they go." I nodded.

"But how can anyone get to Heaven if no one can keep the Commandments. It's impossible!"

"Remember Jesus?" he nodded, "Jesus, God's Son, lived a perfect life for us and died for us, you, to save us from our sins and punishment, because He loves us."

"He died for me?"

"Yes and he rose again and will live forever more! You can live with Jesus in Heaven if you acknowledge that He is your Savior and that He died and rose again to save you, from that you yourself could not escape." I explained.

"How do I acknowledge Jesus to be my Savior?" Barbossa asked.

"Pray to God, repent of your sins, and ask Jesus to save you and to be Lord of your life."

I helped Barbossa as he got ready to pray, then he prayed "Dear Heavenly Father, please forgive me for sinning against you. I Acknowledge and thank Your Son, Jesus Christ, for dying for me and rising again, please save me Lord, in Your Holy Name I pray, amen."

"Now if you don't mind, I would like to take another look at your wound again, please?"

"Lass, I don't know what that did to help me wound, but alright." He showed me his wound; again I reached for the bullet, and picked it up. As soon as the bullet was out of the hole the wound healed and closed"Well, would ye look at that, looks like God wanted me first before He would heal me." Barbossa said with a laugh, as he got into a sitting position.