Ahhh so depressing I feel like I'm losing readers! I hope it's not so but it seems that way. Sadness has consumed me!!

Psyconorikan: Thank you! Yes it always seems to pop up at the wrong time doesn't it? Haha

Second Star to the Left: Awesome! Yea, it took me a while to update this time I'm getting that writer's black back once again. Oh noes!

captain.J.sparrow: Oh noooo poor Angie! Well, you may be right! We'll see in this chapter!

Chapter 17: Good Bye?

Unshed tears had already welled up in Michelle's eyes as she stared at the altered appearance of her best friend. Her short stature remained the same, as well as her hair and the basic features of her face. Her skin was much paler, almost blue in tint, and now held a slimy texture to it.

Just like Jones' crew, barnacles had dotted her figure, along with small starfish and even smaller coral-like formations.

Before Michelle could say a word, Davy and Angie appeared on the nameless ship in front of her, causing her to stumble backwards into Jack. He too, was surprised by what he saw.

Michelle couldn't tell before, but now that they were up close, she noticed the whites of Angie's eyes had also darkened to a sickening yellow.

Everything was dead silent, all that could be heard was the sway of the ocean. The two girls stared intently into eachother's eyes. Michelle could tell by the look in her friend's eyes... she knew exactly what was going on, but she couldn't believe it.

She finally stepped away from Jack and towards Angie, her movements slow, "A-Angie... we got the heart! We did it... You can come back now!" She said, forcing her tears back as she struggled to get the sentence out.

Angie half smiled at her friend, "Michelle... I'm afraid... there is no coming back.. not for me." Jack's crew exchanged baffled glances with one another.

The statement angered Michelle, "What do you mean no coming back?! What did he do to you!!?" She shouted, referring to Davy.

"He did nothing." Angie replied calmly. Her casual tone infuriated Michelle even further. How could she be so calm about this?

"He did do something! Look at you!! What do you mean you're not coming b-"

"I chose this. To be part of Davy Jones' crew."

The tears finally spilled from Michelle's eyes. She knew that was the case the whole time... but it was the last thing she wanted to hear come from her friend's mouth.

"W... what??"

Angie stepped forward and took her friend's right hand, "Michelle we've had great times didn't we? And we've been through so much. But... you've found where you belong." She said, looking over at Jack.

"But... don't you wanna stay here? With us? You can belong here too Angie please!!"

"Michelle.. you know how much I love the sea... Davy has shown me a whole new world underwater... one I could only dream of seeing before! On his crew is where I belong. Besides you don't need me cramping you and Jack." Angie said with a smile.

"How can you say that!? We've been together for so long and now you just want to leave with someone you've only known for three days!? How could you!?"

"I know... I'm sorry... I'm such a hipocrite... I felt the same way when you told me you were leaving with Jack at first... but I now realize why you made that decision... so please understand my decision now..."

Michelle looked away, it was true... how could she be so angry with Angie when she herself did the exact same thing not too long ago...? All this time she was only selfishly thinking of her wants and needs. Perhaps it was time for her to consider Angie's feelings, as hard as that would be...

She looked back up to Angie, "Will we ever see eachother again?"

"Oh I'm sure you and Jack will be needing our assistance sometime in the future." Angie said with a laugh.

Michelle nodded and the two hugged, "I'll miss you Angie, good luck and thank you for everything."

The two finally parted and said their last good byes. Michelle was still heart-broken over the situation, but she knew this was a new chapter in both of their lives and it was time to move on. She turned her back to Angie finally and walked back towards Jack, avoiding his eyes as she passed him.

Jack knew this was going to be hard on Michelle. He finally turned his eyes to Davy Jones and stepped forward, the mood on the ship was still gloomy from what everyone just witnessed.

Without taking his eyes off Davy, Jack pulled the pouch from inside his coat and held it up, "Here it is."

Will was watching intently, almost as if he was waiting for Jack to screw up.

Davy moved one of his tentacles to grab the bag but Jack pulled it back at the last moment, "Wait a minute, this wasn't what we agreed on was it?"

"What are you babbling about Sparrow! I shall raise your ship as soon as you give me that bag! Now hand it over!" Davy demanded.

"No that wasn't what I meant mate. What I meant was you agreeing to give Angie back to us in exchange as well aye?"

"Well things change, and this was her own free will!"

"Aye I understand, but since things change then our deal has also changed. So I'm having a thought! Since you're keeping Angie, what say you to letting William Turner off the hook? Let him die in peace already."

"Bootstrap!?"

"Aye."

Davy's glare turned to Will, "Very well Sparrow. I have no use for the man. You have a deal. Is there anything else!?" He asked, raising his voice in sheer annoyance.

Jack raised his hands up defensively, "Nothing else! Only making the trade fair again mate." He said, holding the heart out to Jones.

Davy wrapped one of his squirming tentacles around the pouch and took it from Jack. He peeked into the bag and smiled, obviously pleased with what he saw.

He stuffed the bag into his coat and raised his right hand for a short moment. Again, the crew exchanged glaces, wondering what was going on.

A blaring crash suddenly came from behind them, causing them to turn immediately towards the booming sound.

A ship as ghostly, dark, and eerie as the midnight skies of a desolate graveyard appeared before them. The Black Pearl had returned, Michelle knew from Jack's ecstatic expression. She just stared at the ship with barren and emotionless eyes.

"Sparrow! You still owe me those souls! I'll be back in three days!" Davy Jones said, turning on his crab-like leg.

"Wait! What about my father!" Will shouted, taking a few steps towards Davy before he whirled back around.

"What about him?!"

"You said he'd go free!"

"He did go free boy! Freedom from my crew is death!" Davy shouted back, frustrated. The realization hit Will hard, and he stepped back towards Elizabeth.

Davy snarled and turned once again, disappearing along with Angie back onto his ship.

Michelle glanced at the Flying Dutchman but avoided laying her eyes anywhere near Angie. She just turned her head down and stared at the floorboards beneath her as the massive ship descended underwater.

That was it... she couldn't believe it... Angie was gone, her new home now underwater on the crew of Davy Jones.

"Michelle." Jack said, causing her to finally look up, new tears threatening to fall from her eyes.

She didn't say a word though, she just fell into his chest and cried. She cried for Angie. She cried for her failed attempt at revenge. She cried for what seemed like a million reasons. Jack just put his arms around her in silence and allowed her to cry. His crew, Barbossa, Will and Elizabeth began moving onto the Black Pearl, leaving the two alone to the very bleak moment in Michelle's life.

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