I'm Branded! -happy dance-

A/N: I am so sorry for the wait. I had exams and then I had to do a bunch of volunteer work and then I had writer's block and-and…. well I guess that's it…

In the Previous Chapter

"Now, I am going to count backwards from five and when I reach one I am going un-freeze frame this scene and you will fall into the water."

"WHAT!"

"Five."

"I don't like heights!"

"Four."

"I'm going to get all wet!"

"Three."

"I could get knocked unconscious from the impact!"

"Two."

"Are you even listening to me?"

She grinned evilly at her. "No."

"One"

Dott felt the invisible ground give way as she plummeted downward, towards the oceans below, her eyes squeezed shut all the way. When she reached the water if felt like she had been hit by a train. A speeding train. For a moment Dott forgot about being in a movie and she just lost it. She could actually feel the water pressing down on her the deeper she sank.

In her panic she started clawing all around her for something to hold on to. But which way to go? Which was up and which way was down? Were was the surface?

'Open your eyes'

Okay now the she must be hallucinating. People do not hear voices. But maybe that was what this was. The movie, the water, the fairy godchick. Maybe if she just let herself drown she would wake up at home in her bed ready to start the day all over again. Yes, that was it. This was all just a terrible dream.

There was that stupid voice again!

Curiosity getting the better of her, she did as the voice said just in time to see Elizabeth Swann shatter the glass-like surface of the water.

'You need to rescue her'

Was that Fay?

'Remember. The timeline must stay the same.'

Yep, that was definitely Fay. Should she listen? Well if this really was a dream what would be the harm in continuing it for a while?

Having made her decision, Dott started to swim downwards reaching towards the falling form of what she considered to be pure evil. Of course she had enough sense to take off the dress first. Not being one for niceties, Dott proceeded to grab a chunk of Elizabeth's hair and drag her to the surface.

Dott pushed through the surface to take a big gulp of air that she found- well… she found she didn't really need. Sure she needed air but she had also had been able to hold her breath for and unusually long time.

While mulling over this, Dott realized that Elizabeth (or as she will now be referred, Lizzie) was starting to sink again. She quickly strengthened her hold on her as she made her way over to the dock.

Nearing it, she looked up to see him. Yep. Him. Jack Sparrow had finally made his presence known. And strangely enough Dott was not filled with the delight she always imagined she would feel. Instead she was downright pissed off.

"HEY! YOU!"

Jack raised his eyebrows as if to say 'me?'.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING JUST STANDING AROUND? HELP ME GET THIS SACK OF SHIT OUT OF HERE!"

Okay, maybe she was going a little to far with the whole sack of shit thing, but wasn't exactly in the greatest of moods.

Jack consented to helping haul Lizzie onto the dock.

What?

Mullroy and Murtogg, who had up till this point just stood around stupidly, chose this moment to help.

"She's not breathing!" Murtogg said, who at the same time was blocking Jack's view of Lizzie.

Deciding that now was as good a time as ever, she swung her hand out to rip the medallion from Lizzie's neck. Hoping that she would be to hold her breath as long this time, she dived back into the water as Jack cut off the corset.

Dott just kept swimming until she reached the bottom. Without second thought she slammed the medallion into the bottom of the Caribbean.

Oh. My. God.

It was one thing seeing it one TV but it was completely different to actually feel the ripples of power rip through your body.

Momentarily stunned, Dott just floated while staring at the cause of the power that was sitting in her hand.

'Go up!'

Dott jerked as though snapping out of a spell.

'I can't keep giving you air much longer.'

Well that explains something. Holding her breath was never one of Dott's strong points in swimming lessons.

Dott kicked her feet to propel herself through the surface of the water. In the distance she could already see the guards heading towards the dock.

"Well that's weird." Dott mused as she swam closer.

Jack was looking directly at her. Wasn't he supposed to be focusing on Lizzie? Oh, shit. I have the medallion. That was the only reason he was interested in Lizzie.

Having reached the dock she tried to resume the pissed off expression that she first used when she talked (more so yelled) at him. Failing to do so, she just sighed. What ever happened to girl power and 'you don't have and effect on me'. I suppose they never had to deal with Jack Sparrow.

"Help me up."

Jack obliged by grabbing her free hand to haul her up. As soon as she had her balance he grabbed her other hand to stare at the medallion that seemed to taunt them with it's blank stare and grinning face.

"Where did you get that?"

Dott raised her hands as if in prayer. "The first line of this movie that I can actually recognize. Thank you!" Dott turned back to Jack. "It's not really mine. I took it from Lizzie." Dott addressed her presence by saying. "You can have it back, it's not really my kind of jewelry. Oh goody! They're here!"

Governor Swann, Norrington and the rest of his men came barreling onto the dock aiming their guns in our general direction.

Norrington pointed his sword at Jack while the Governor helped his daughter to her feet.

"Elizabeth. Are you alright?"

"Yes, I'm fine." She sniffed turning her attention back to spectacle before her.

Murtogg who was still holding Lizzie's corset quickly pointed to Jack.

"Wow," Dott muttered, "not as stupid as he looks."

"Shoot him!" Swann ordered.

Lizzie, seeing her chance to show off situated herself in front of the Commodore.

"Commodore, do you really intend to kill my rescuer?"

Dott rolled her eyes while thinking, 'Actually it was me who rescued you.'

Norrington grudgingly took Jack's hand. "I believe thanks are in order." He quickly shoved the sleeve upward to reveal the 'P' sign for pirate. "Had a brush with the East India Trading company, did we, pirate?"

The Governor seemed to regain his sense of command as he said, "Hang him!"

"Keep your guns on him, men. Gillette, fetch some irons." Norrington pushed the sleeve up further to reveal a tattoo of a sparrow in flight. "Well, well. Jack Sparrow, isn't it?"

"Captain Jack Sparrow, if you please, sir."

Norrington looked around in mock confusion. "Well, I don't see your ship Captain."

"I'm in the market, as it were."

"And who might you be?" Norrington asked turning to Dott.

Finally! Took him long enough to notice me.

Dott assumed what she thought was a regal pose and said, "I am Dottania Garrison." She narrowed her eyes. "Fear me."

Everyone just stared at her in surprise.

Okay, maybe that was a little over the top but hey, when you meet someone this important you have to establish your position quickly.

"Fear you? Hmmm. I make it a point never to fear a women, much less a pirate." Norrington said with a smirk.

"Why you little-" Jack darted out his hand to hold her back.

"Lesson number one, don't attack a Commodore when there are about 20 guns pointed at you."

"Lesson number two, don't touch me!" Dott snapped.

As Lizzie tried pleading with the Commodore to set them free Dott just stood there fuming.

This is all Fays fault, making me come here. Setting down a bunch of rules as if I was a child. Wait, the rules! Ha! I'll show her.

Shoving Lizzie aside Dott smiled at Norrington as she said, "You must be very smart to have attained that promotion."

"Umm. Yes?" Norry said a little warily.

"So smart that in theory you wouldn't fall for, oh let's say, a pirate, let's name him Jack, using his 'irons'," Dott made air quotes, "as you call them to strangle our wonderful Elizabeth in an attempt to escape?"

Norrington turned to glare at Jack, "No, I don't suppose I would fall for that."

"Thanks a lot, luv." Jack said with sarcasm as they put irons on him while moving Lizzie far away from him.

"Don't mention it."

Take that Fairy Godchick! Ha!

'Oh you stupid girl…How are you going to escape now?'

I don't need to. He'll just get sent straight to the jail and I'll wait around for him to escape.

'Hmmm. And I suppose you weren't interested in seeing Will and Jack fight?'

Oh shit.

Dott was jerked back into the present by Norrington saying, "Put this one in irons too."

"WHAT! But I'm not a pirate!"

"Oh really…" Norrington said dryly while pointedly looking at her wrist, "I beg to differ."

Dott glanced down to see a perfect 'P' shape on the inside of her wrist.

"Oh my god! I'm branded! This is so cool!" Dott started to bounce up and down on the spot in excitement not noticing all the strange looks she was getting.

A soldier approached her cautiously to snap on the irons.

Having gotten over her excitement of being branded a pirate Dott got back to the problem at hand. Namely 'How the hell do we escape?'.

A/N: Still very sorry it took so long. I'm rewriting 'Why Me?' and I am also writing another story for Transformers that should be very funny. You may have also noticed that I took out my 'commercials' that is because they are so hard to write. I might post them on my website if you still want to read them. I might make two or three more.