Author's Note: Well, here's chapter six! I hope you enjoy it! I'll leave a little preview for chapter seven for something you can look forward to. :) I'll be replying to reviews soon.

Enjoy!

Dawn came upon us, and we were all slumped in different positions, scattered across the boat, waiting, although none of us knew what we were waiting for.

I was sitting in between Jack's legs, his knees propped up beside me, his chin resting on the top of my head, while his arms, wrapped around me, reaching on the map, scrolling it and muttering, trying to decipher it.

Tia Dalma was at the rail prophesizing, "If we cannot escape these doldrums before night, I fear we will sail on trackless seas, doomed to roam the reach between worlds… forever."

Gibbs joined in, "With no water, forever looks to be arriving a mite too soon."

Will paced and looked to Barbossa, who was staring out at the horizon intently, "Why doesn't he do something?"

"There's no sense to it," Gibbs stated.

"And the green flash happens at sunset, not sunrise," Will continued contemplating.

"'Over the edge.' Ah, it's driving me over the blooming edge, sunrises don't set." Gibbs muttered out, as the two were trying to solve the puzzle.

Jack circled another piece of the map, and read out, "Up is down. Well, that's just maddeningly unhelpful. Wouldn't you say, Gin? Why are these things never clear?"

I sighed and spoke nothing.

Jack piped up again, "What? Eh…. Come again? That's even more than less than unhelpful… I love the seas… I prefer rum, rum's good. Once every ten years… Even longer given the deficit of rum. Oh, I like that! Not sunset…"

Furrowing my brows, perplexed at Jack's mutterings, he loomed over me, turning the boat in the middle of the map, upside down, "Sundown…"

He shot up, bringing me to my feet as well, "And rise… Up!"

He rushed over to the port side of the railing and cried out, "What's that?"

He tugged me along, and asked, "What is that? I don't know, what do you think?"

Gibbs joined us and asked, "Where?"

"There!"

Jack made a noise of surprise, and tugged us over to the starboard side, "Oh, pff!" Everyone started following us, curious as to what he's gotten in his head.

In another second, he dragged me back to the port side, "Oh!" and back to starboard.

Panting slightly, my arm getting tired of his tugging, he didn't let go.

Elizabeth now joined us at our running back and forth and asked when we were back at the starboard side once more, "What is it?"

"Uh, oh!" Jack wailed out again rushing back to port side.

The crew was slowly figuring out, "He's rocking the ship…"

Gibbs cried out while running back from port to starboard, "We're rocking the ship!"

Realizing we're supposed to rock the ship upside down, everyone starts to rush from side to side in synchronization. I shook my hand free of Jack's grip, and simply started to rush alongside him.

Port side, starboard side, port side, starboard side…

The ship lifting in weight, with every motion brought to the sides, we panted while running across the area, side to side.

One more run across is what it will take before the ship tips…

All of us grunting as we tried to race to the starboard side and catch the railing one last time.

The wood below are feet, left us dangling in the air, grasping desperately on the railing, Jack called out, "Now up… is down!"

The ship crashed us into the water, floating upside… well, down.

Holding my breath, my arms were losing their slippery grip… weak from tugging and holding on, I used all my might to carry on.

My fingers slowly, numbly let go, tired of gripping on… and I sank down slowly, losing the air in my lungs.

My breath left me, and my eyes closed… the feeling of merely drifting was over taking me.

Not before a pair of lips crashed onto mine, forcing air into my lungs, and waking me up from the lull and an arm wrapped around my waist, holding me in place.

Fluttering my eyes open, I realized it was Jack's breathing for the both of us. Re-gaining the strength in my arms, I held onto the railing once more, our lips still firmly locked.

We parted when feeling a pressure from underneath the ship. We prepared ourselves, knowing the ship will thrust itself back up from the waters.

Finally above the water, the ship lunged out from below and up. Coughing, manging to put ourselves in standing position, I stood beside Jack, smiling a thanks to him. He caught it and smirked, looking quite pleased with himself. I rolled my eyes and then towards the horizon.

Gibbs sputter out and shot up, "Blessed sweet westerlies, we're back!"

Elizabeth looked out and exclaimed, "It's the sunrise."

Then we all whipped out our pistols, Barbossa pointing at Jack and Will, across from him, Elizabeth on Jack's left in between the two, pointing at Barbossa and Jack, Jack pointing at Elizabeth and past me, to Will. I stood on Jack's right, pointing at Barbossa and Will, Will stood beside me, pointing at Barbossa and past me, to Jack.

Lovely.

We all started laughing at the situation, thinking how silly it was and lowered down our guns slightly.

We continued laughing before Borbossa called out, "Alright then!" and we all raised our weapons back up firmly, no longer laughing.

"The Brethern Court is a-gathering at Shipwreck Cove. And Jack, you and I are a-going, there'll be no arguing that point."

"I is arguing the point. If there's pirates a-gathering, I'm pointing my ship the other way."

Elizabeth pointed both her pistols to Jack, and I swiftly point both of mine towards her, and she stared at me in disbelief before telling Jack, "The pirates are gathering to fight Beckett, and you're a pirate."

Jack pointed both his pistols to Elizabeth as well.

Will pointed both his pistols to Jack, "Fight or not, you're not running, Jack."

Me and Jack both pointed a pistol at Will, and Barbossa pointed out, "If we don't stand together, they'll hunt us down, one-by-one, and there'll be none left, but you."

Jack smirked and taunted, "I quite like the sound of that… Captain Jack Sparrow, the last pirate."

Barbossa stepped forward towards Jack, and I pointed the pistol away from Lizzie, to him, "Aye, and you'll be fighting Jones alone, how does that figure into your plan?"

I spoke up, "He can't. I agree with Will, no one can run."

Jack turned to me, pouted and then told Barbossa, "I'm still working on that, but you can count on one thing mate, I'll not be going back to the locker," and pulled the trigger only to find nothing happen.

We all started to shoot ourselves, only water spraying out. With the pistols being useless, Gibbs said exasperated, "Wet powder."

Heh heh, preview for next chapter:

"You can keep Barbossa. The belligerent homunculus and his friend with the wooden eye. And Turner, especially Turner. The rest go with me aboard the Pearl, I'll lead you to Shipwreck Cove, where I will hand you the pirates and you will not hand me to Jones. Bloody fair deal, don't you think?"

"And what becomes of Miss Swann?"

Narrowing his eyes, Jack pointed out, "Which one?"

"You know which one."

Pausing before asking, narrowing his eyes further, "What interest is she to you?"

Well, let me know what guesses you have for the next chapter! Because there's all lot of bargaining and deal making in the next upcoming scene. ;)