I re-read my story and realized in the last year or so I've grown a lot as a writer, and this story was just something I amused myself with and never really put thought into. Because of this I realized it for what it was- a half-assed attempt at a POTC fan fiction. And, to my dismay, when I read chapters 10-13 I seriously didn't even remember writing it and was shocked-they were absolutely horrible. So, I deleted them and am re-writing them completely different. I've decided to put myself into the story and hopefully write it much better than before. I also realize my chapters are very short, so here is my making an effort to increase the chapter size. This chapter, though, will be shorter than usual just because I'm trying to get back into the style of this story. I apologize! Not horrible exciting either… So, here's the REAL chapter 10.

If you haven't read the story in a while I would recommend reading it from chapter one through so you have an idea what's going on-that's what I had to do.

And I'm aware the ring is cliché or w/e you want to call it… Not in the mood to think of something amazingly genius. =P

Chapter 10

I awoke in Davy's cabin to find myself alone. Again. I sighed and laid myself gently back into the soft warmth of the bed. I snuggled my head into his pillow more and wrapped my night gown around myself. After the "incident" I had experienced I was a bit shaken, but to my surprise not too much. I felt almost relaxed after the attention I had received from Koleniko and Clanker. For some reason I felt sorry for Hadras, and I didn't quite understand myself why I had been so upset. He had been drinking… I tried to push my thoughts of pity out of my mind and concentrate. If I was right, I hadn't eaten in at least three days. I wasn't sure, though, if I wanted to risk leaving the comfort of my bed to go scavenge. I finally decided that staying locked up in here would cause a bigger scene so I slowly got up and began to lope over to my chest of belongings. I didn't want to make a fuss by suddenly dressing up modestly, so I pulled out my normal baggy britches/knee high boot combo and a regular pirate shirt, white and baggy in all its glory. After running a silver brush through my hair I decided to skip a mirror check and tried a confident walk to the door. After I decided I was successful in walking semi-normal, I took a deep breath and pushed on the door to the cabin.

The door wouldn't budge and I began to throw my weight into it. I realized in outrage that he had locked me in! Or the other crew members out, I thought to myself. After a few minutes of fussing I heard the lock being clicked and backed up to see Davy Jones. For some reason I couldn't explain my heart gave a sudden leap as his face peered at me. He looked at me in silence for a moment, and I couldn't read his expression. I suddenly didn't feel so meek in front of him.

"I was wondering if I could grab some food," I said delicately. He gave me a strange expression.

"Would you like me to bring it to you, because if you don't want to leave-"

"No, no I want to get out of this musky cabin," I said, hoping my ruse would fool him. He accepted this and I slowly followed him out. I could see from the cautious was he walked he was desperately trying to not upset me.

I squinted my eyes against the blinding sun and suddenly felt bile rise in my throat. I hadn't realized it but all the time I spend in that cabin made me begin to get sea-sick. I quickly tried to gain my composure as I followed Davy down onto the main deck. I noticed Davy's slow pace and set, vicious expression as I followed him into the galley. The crew members shied away from us and refused to look either of us in the eyes. I realized my long standing popularity had taken a huge hit. I didn't know if these poor excuses for men without souls could ever confidently play a silly game of Liars Dice with me again without being fearful of Jone's wrath. Just before we entered the galley I noticed a small island off to the starboard side of the ship. It suddenly hit me that we had been anchored here for several days.

"Captain, is that the island I think it is?" I asked with mild curiosity. He simply nodded and we sat down at a worn table together. Clanker seemed to know we were coming and brought out some cooked fish and some bread. He sat down across from us and we all began to eat in silence. I noticed two extra plates with food and soon 'Niko and Crash came stumbling in and politely said hello to me. I wolfed down my food and was finished before anyone else. Clanker asked me if I wanted any more but I told him I didn't. As I noticed the males beginning to slow down I knew it was time for some answers.

"So…" I began and got silent eyes looking at me. I gulped, suddenly nervous. "if I do recall, a few days ago before…" I trailed off and the eyes suddenly darted back to their empty plates of food. I cleared my throat and continued. "We went to Sharshay and put a dagger on a rock. Would someone like to tell me what that was about?" After a moment my Captain began to speak without looking at me.

"We made a bet that if the maps were on the Lady Amelia that I would do everything in my power to ensure you didn't turn into a sea monster." He spat at me. "I'm keeping my promise," he said but sounded slightly pleased. I gave him a cocked eyebrow and he sighed and continued on.

"I stole that dagger from a man who lives on that island. I knew putting it there would bring him out into the open for us to communicate with him. Unfortunately you were unconscious and missed the meeting…" I was now intrigued and begged him to go on with a soft noise.

"There be a ring," he said with a shrug as if that explained it. "Because you now live on this ship you must understand that magic and folk does indeed exist… As well as the magical powers of this ring to grant immortality. It will keep you immortal without the… 'side effects' of becoming a part of this ship and the sea."

"It cancels out your spell over me," I said in understanding. He nodded at me, his tentacles gently swaying.

"But if ye lose or remove that ring form your finger, be warned that you could suffer a horrible disfigured fate." I ignored his slight warning and found myself smiling despite the recent events. He held out his horrid tentacle hand and I gently opened mine. He dropped a gorgeous sapphire ring in my hand. I gently slid it onto my left hand's ring finger and admired the perfect fit. I realized then that this ring made me immortal without becoming half fish. I was very pleased with my sudden turn of events. I heard Davy give a hiss.

"Put it else where," he snarled before getting up. "One of you dogs take her safely back to my cabin if you value your pitiful lives," he spat at the rest of us before leaving.

As the men escorted me to my-Davy's cabin, I realized that having the ring on my wedding finger bothered him. Interesting…