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Jack and I were in our room and he was trying to soothe my stinging cheek with soothing oils.

"I'm sorry for not coming sooner," He said. "I could've stopped him from hurting you."

"It's not that bad," I said. "When I was about eleven years old, I was riding my bike and I turned a sharp corner and skinned up my knee." (A/N: True story! I even have the scar on my knee to prove it!)

"What's a bike?" he asked.

"Never mind," I replied, realizing that I was still in the eighteenth century. Then, we heard the sound of cannon fire.

"Oh, bugger," Jack grumbled. "It's Calamari Face, back for more. Stay in here until I come get you."

"No!" I objected. "I want to fight with you!" I picked up a sword and pistol.

"I don't want to lose you again." Jack replied.

"If it means being lost, I'll still fight." I kissed him and then we rushed out on deck to fight Jones and his crew.

Will and Elizabeth and the rest of the crew were fighting Jones' crew. Jack and I fought along with them. After awhile, Jones finally showed his Calamari Face and set foot on the Pearl.

"Bugger." Jack and I both said at the same time.

"Get out of here now!" I snarled.

"I'll get out of here once you and Jack are sent to the depths." He replied.

Jack stood in front of me in a very protective way. "If you lay a hand on her, I swear I'll cut you up into little pieces and eat you."

"You and what army?" He chuckled cynically. Jack snapped his fingers and the whole crew came and stood behind us.

"Very impressive, but your crew can't match the power of…" A huge tentacle rose out of the water. "THE KRAKEN!!!"

"Oh, bugger!" Jack and I exclaimed again. The kraken grabbed me and Jack. We heard the crew exclaiming our names. The kraken took us down into the water, but we weren't sinking. We were falling from our ceiling and fell onto my couch.

Jack looked around and saw that he wasn't in the Caribbean anymore.

"Where the heck are we?" he asked.

"I'm home…" I whispered. I looked down at my outfit and realized I was wearing my pajamas again.

"Antoinette… how am I gonna get back home now?" he asked.

"Oh, snap." I said. (Reference to Chicken Little) We then heard a knock at the door. I rushed to answer it while he went into the kitchen to explore a bit, most likely to look for rum.

I answered the door and saw none other than Tia Dalma.

"Tia Dalma?" I asked.

Jack came behind me holding a bottle of rum and said "Look! I found rum!" He then saw Tia Dalma and said "'Allo Tia!"

"Jack, Antoinette," she said. "I'm here for both of you. Jack: I'm going to try taking you back to your own time. Antoinette: I would like you to see your past life when you lived in the 1700's."

"How are you going to do that?" we both asked her together. She merely snapped her fingers and we were immersed in total darkness…

To Be Continued…

Cliff-hanger!!! There's gonna be a sequel where Antoinette finds out about her past and Jack gets home. I shall plan to write this sequel sometime soon! Oh yeah, what'd you guys think of this chapter? Review and I shall be grateful.

'Til next time,

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