Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean. Sorry.

Authors note: I am so so so so sorry this has taken so long. I'm not going to say the next chapter will be up next week or every other week. I'm just going to update when I can. Love you all!

Allie's POV:

I hummed to myself as I walked to the kitchen, swinging my arms. Gosh, I was starved. Who knew looking at maps all day made you so hungry?

I grunted (ew, I just grunted) as I collided with someone, knocking us both to the floor. "Sorry!" I said, leaping back up and extending my hand to whoever had the misfortune of being near me when I was hungry. When I'm hungry, I'm clumsy. I don't know why, I just am.

I recoiled my hand when I saw who it was. Gibbs. How I hated that sorry excuse for a human being. I'm not even sure if he is one. "Watch where ye're going!" he growled up at me. I rolled my eyes. "Stay out of my way, Gibbs," I said menacingly.

He was the only person in this crew I hated. Ever since day one, he's been out to get me. He just couldn't give me a break! Ug, I hate him!

"If only I could get away from scum like ye," he hissed through his teeth. He stalked past me, banging into my shoulder. I just glared and continued to the kitchen.

I was just sitting down on the floor to eat my cheese and bread when Jack walked in. "I knew I would find ye here!" he declared, nipping some cheese and popping it into his mouth.

"Mhm," I said through a mouthful of bread. I swallowed. "You make it sound like I'm always stuffing my face in the kitchen!" I accused jokingly, smiling.

"I heard some of me crew was getting knocked down by some unseen force, so I immediately knew it was ye," he laughed. I joined in with him.

"So what can I do for you?" I asked. He popped another piece into his mouth. "Well it seems a ship has been following us," he said. "Looks like we've got the navy on our tail."

I freeze, my hand with a piece of bread in it halfway to my mouth. "The navy?" I asked shakily. "As in, the English navy?"

"Who else?" Jack said, not noticing my quavering voice. "I need ye to plan another route, so we can shake them off."

My whole body was shaking. "Is Commador Norrington on that ship?" I asked. "Thought he was dead," Jack said, looking at me cusiously.

"Oh no," I said. "He's not." With that I ran out of the room clutching my stomach, just making it to the bathroom on time.

Author's Note: Thanks for reading! umm, i'm not going to do review replies this week because i'm confused after i let them sit in my inbox after reading them and not writing them down, but thanks to everyone who reviewed, especially linalove. I'll hopefully start them up again next chapter. Sorry this was short, I really needed to get this out before my readers came to eat me. :0