A/N I'm having a bit of writer's block a this point. Although I have a general plot written down, I was hoping if you guys could perhaps give my some pointers as to what I should write starting from the end of this chapter.

Thanks to all my great reviewers!

Elizabeth quickly grabbed the bed sheet and used it to cover her revealing body.

"Jack, how could you, we have gone through this argument so many times!" Elizabeth stated.

"Love, it was you who chose to sleep in my bed, and after a long night of steering the Pearl, the captain would like to get some rest!" Jack retorted.

Elizabeth took his point into thought. Why was she blaming everything on Jack? Technically, it was her fault, he was right. It was her choice to sleep in his bed, and he had every right to rest as well, even if she was there with him too.

Elizabeth sighed heavily and rubbed her forehead. Jack noticed her face cringe and grew worried. "Lizzie, something bothering you? Or rather, something other than me?" Jack's stab at humour went unnoticed by Elizabeth, worrying Jack even further. But before he could comment, Elizabeth interrupted.

"Well obviously we were too busy with finding Tai Huang and discovering how the map worked. We never made time to decide on where we would be sleeping." Elizabeth said softly while swinging her hand out for emphasis. "Tonight I'll go sleep with the crew if you would like, and you can have your precious territory." Elizabeth made a move to turn around and walk towards the chair where her dry clothes were laying, but Jack stopped her half way. "Lizzie, be rational. Do you think a crew of dirty, rude pirates with pure lust in their eyes would let a fair maiden such as yourself sleep safely down there?"

"Jack I have slept peacefully in a room full of men before. If you remember, I'm not that young innocent girl you knew back in Port Royal." Elizabeth responded. "I am the Lord of Singapore, and not to mention the King of the Brethren Court."

"Well, if you remember, I was the one who gave you that privilege, and I wouldn't have made that decision if I didn't believe you were said qualities."

Elizabeth noticed that Jack's keen negotiating skills were starting to act up, so she gave in, knowing that she would fail anyways. Besides, she wasn't feeling up to par, so maybe sleeping in a proper bed would help her feel better. "Alright Jack, you win, but this time only." She retorted while pointing a finger at him.

"Let me get properly dressed and then I can go to the map and chart out a course to find Tai Huang… to find…" Elizabeth swaggered a bit and held her head. Jack noticed this and grew even more worried. Something was wrong, and knowing Elizabeth, she was never going to admit it. "…Will's chest." She finished. Elizabeth dismissed Jack with a single gesture of her hand and walked over to the chair where her dry clothes were lying. When Jack didn't leave the room, Elizabeth hugged the sheets that were around her body tighter and looked back at him. He had the largest grin on his face, showing his golden teeth, glimmering from the small amount of light coming through the window.

Elizabeth rolled her eyes and stated in a cold voice "Some privacy Jack, now." Jack put his hands up and stated "As you wish, your majesty." He quickly grabbed his shirt that was lying on the floor and walked out of the bedroom, Elizabeth, never taking his eyes off of him. Once Elizabeth was finally alone she dropped the bed sheets and collapsed on Jack's bed and hugged herself, or rather, his shirt, smelling the deep scent of rum and sea salt. She couldn't help but smile "I think I'm starting to fall for this man." She quickly sat up, making her feel dizzy even more than she did before.

Elizabeth held her head tightly until the awful feeling disappeared and convinced herself that she was hungry, and the reason she was feeling right was because she hadn't eaten for quite some time. After a good long stretch, Elizabeth stood up and took off Jack's shirt, feeling the warmth slowly disappearing. She swiftly put on her clothes, tugged on her tricorn hat and walked out the door, not forgetting the map before she left Jack's cabin.

As soon as she walked outside, the sun blinding brightness hit her eyes even though she was wearing a hat. This only made her headache much worse. Elizabeth shook her head slightly and walked over the helm and laid the map out on its wide banister. Trying to ignore Cotton's parrot and his infuriating cries, she touched various things on the map to find her ship and its bastard of a captain, when all of a sudden a tanned hand came into her view, it holding a full bottle of rum.

Elizabeth sighed. "Jack, you know how much I hate that drink," she said, never taking her eyes off the map. Jack frowned. "Love, it'll help you feel better, it always does me." Elizabeth paused and then abruptly grabbed the bottle, drinking down half of its contents. Jack laughed, moving in closer to her right ear.

"Savour its taste, the way it slides down your dry throat love. Don't ever take it's spicy flavour for granted, you may never get to flavour its sweet rapture again." He said seductively. Jack's breath was hot to her ear, causing her to slightly shudder and close her eyes. She turned her head, only to see that Jack was half way down the stairs leading to the deck. Elizabeth breathed deeply looked back at the map. She quickly noticed that the Flying Dutchman was sailing towards a smaller vessel. She sighed and drank more rum, suddenly feeling giddy and unusual, her pains and frustrations slowly fading away. "Look at me, getting drunk early in the morning," she said softly, small tears slowly forming in her eyes. She roughly wiped them away, not wanting to look like a weak child in front of many men. She set down the bottle of rum and went back to finding the Dragon, or at least, trying to.

After a few hours of planning a route out, Elizabeth grew tired of the fact that she was trying to look for her own ship. It was nearly sundown when her stomach began to growl loudly. She tried to ignore it, but she had received confusing looks from many of the crewmen as to why she didn't just go and find something to eat. Remembering as to why she was feeling horrible today, she made her way to find some fruit when something in the ocean had caught her eye. Eyebrows burrowed, she went to the side of the Pearl and squinted to try and make out a shape of what was floating on the ocean. Master Gibbs had just happened to walk by. "Gibbs, do by any chance know what that white object is near the horizon?" Without saying a word, Gibbs turned to the sun and shielded his eyes with his hand.

"Why Miss, that there be a ship." he laughed.

"And what colours are they flying then?" Elizabeth asked.

Gibbs looked back at the mysterious ship to try and make out the flag's symbol as it came closer. His face dropped almost immediately. Elizabeth, confused by his expression looked at the ship, clearly in view at this point.

The East India Trading Company.