-1Here you are, Chapter three.

Pirates of the Caribbean: The Island of Life

Disclaimer: Don't own much, just Madeline and the plot, the rest is owned by Disney.

Rated T for some language and for action later on.

Lost Love and Love Lost

"Jack, you drunken fool. Wake up!" Will yelled as he kicked the empty bottle of rum that lay in Jack's clenched fist.

"What? Oh, Will, me boy, what is it?" Jack asked as he sat up, looking around the small cell he had been assigned.

"Madeline is about to have your head if you don't get up. She's standing out by the helm waiting for you," he continued as he handed Jack his hat, "She isn't very happy either."

"Aye." Jack took his hat and left his small cell. He climbed the stairs to the deck and walked slowly outside where the spray from the sea cooled his face. He pulled on his beard as he walked up beside Madeline. "You wanted to see me darling?"

"We're a few miles off of Isle de Muerta. You'll go with me in the first boat. We'll announce to your crew that the Black Rose will be docking at the Island for the time being." She never once looked at him, but kept her eyes focused on the sea in front of her.

"So, what is it that you want me to do?" He placed his hand gently on her shoulder. She simply shrugged it off, still staring straight forward.

"You'll go first. In case anyone is trigger happy."

"Ah, I see."

"Good." She continued to stare on ahead. Pulling something out of her pocket, she looked down. Looking at the compass, she turned the wheel to the right slightly.

"That's mine."

"Not any more." She looked at him out of the corner of her eye. She could see him staring at her with a shocked expression.

"So, you can take something from me, and it is bloody well alright, but I can't borrow a little trinket from you?"

"You didn't borrow it, you stole it, and yes, as a matter of fact, I can. Aye," She continued after a moment, "There she is, the Island of Death, home sweat bloody home."

Jack was startled by her reaction to seeing the island again. He would have liked to believe that she would love seeing her old home again, the home that they shared once. "Madeline," Jack began after a moment, "darling, please look at me."

"Don't." She stated when he tried to turn her face to look at his.

"What the bloody hell is wrong with you?"

"I hate you Jack. I hate you, I hate what you did to me, I hate who I've become, and I hate all of it. Most of all, I hate what all of this had to of done to my family."

"I thought you loved being a pirate." He said as if this was all new to him.

"I did, before." She looked at him with pain in her eyes. Tears began to form and she sniffled back the cries that were welling up into her throat. She looked away from him again and focused on the ring she had tied to her wrist with twine.

"You can always go home." Jack said in a sentimental tone.

"Oh, right, and say what. 'Ello daddy, remember me? I'm your little girl, the one that was kidnapped by that nice pirate thirteen or so years ago. Well, I've killed some people and stole a lot, but I'm back. Oh, I also almost died a few times, too. Who? Oh that pirate? Well I fell in love with him and we had a tawdry love affair, but he left me to die so just before I came here I killed him with his own gun, just for the hell of it.' Is that what I'm supposed to say?" She said addressing Jack, "Hmm, is that what I say to get him to greet me with open arms?"

"Well, I could have left you in that God-forsaken port city where you'd live with your overbearing father until he had you married off. Then you could have lived in a loveless marriage, popped out a few kids, and been alone for much of your life since your husband would be off with any whore he could find."

"Right, because that would be so much different."

He looked taken aback as he spoke again, "I just thought-"

"Fine, you do that. Just don't think too hard, I wouldn't want you hurting yourself."

"Arggg! You drive me mad woman. No wonder I hate you so much." He turned and walked away from her. He passed Elizabeth and his head dropped in shame. He knew that she had heard the whole thing and he didn't have the heart to explain anything to her.

Elizabeth made her way to the helm and stood beside Madeline. "Calm sea today."

"Aye, it seems to be," was Madeline's response. She turned away from her momentarily to wipe a tear from her eye. She then faced forward as Elizabeth was. The two stood side by side as the ship sailed gracefully over the waves. The sea had an eerie calm to it that disturbed everyone aboard. Isle de Muerta was near, and everyone knew it. A dark hush had enveloped the entire ship. Every footstep could be heard, and those that approached the women were slow and careful. Madeline recognized them before she even turned around. "Jimmy," She began.

"Yes captain," Jimmy responded after halting behind them.

"Fetch me my effects and ready a rowboat. Captain Sparrow and I will be going onto the island alone, as soon as we arrive."

"Yes captain," He responded to her back before turning and leaving to do as he was told.

After another long silence, Elizabeth quietly asked, "Do you really hate him?"

Madeline looked down and started at the deck, as she answered, "No I could never hate him. But loving him is so much more difficult than being angry with him."

The women were again silent, but Madeline broke the stillness wit ha brief question. "Are you happy?" She looked directly at Elizabeth so that she couldn't answer without looking her in the eyes.

"Most of the time," she responded.

Madeline continued to look Elizabeth in the eyes as she continued pressing, "What do you mean?"

"Well, there are days when I miss this," Elizabeth looked out over the far stretching sea. "I miss the sea and what it feels like. You know, the freedom."

"No, I don't know." Madeline's response prompted Elizabeth to snap her attention back to her. "I've never really known freedom. I was either controlled by my father, or Jack, or society. I never was free." They both looked out over the sea once again. They would soon arrive at Isle de Muerta, where their real adventure would begin.

Chapter four will be up very soon, I promise. Please review if you like this story so that I know that it's working. Heck, review if you hate it, then I know it's not working and maybe I can fix it.