Damn that man to the deepest depths of hell; which was where we were going. Isle de Muerto had collapsed into the sea after the curse of the Black Pearl, Jack Sparrows ship, and all its crew had been broken. The curse, turning them all immortally unsatisfied, was set by Cortez himself, for any stupid enough to try and steal his legendary treasure. Jack had already been marooned after the mutiny of his crew when the treasure was found, so he wasn't effected by the curse, and hadn't died when it was broken. After the ancient curse broke, an earthquake had shook the island, and hundreds of years of gold sunk into the sea. If that was what Jack was after, he was going alone this time.

"Stupid drunk, sending the bastard…and Charlie! Ugh, what am I to do… get him off the ship soon as possible… just getting over it…" I was muttering to myself days later, checking the ropes of the mast for wear, when I heard Jeremy, a cabin boy, and one of my best scouts, shouting from the crows nest,

"Ship spotted! Off the starboard! Looks like Sparrow, Cap'n!" I grinned, suddenly eager to see my one time brother-in-law. I turned on my heel, catching sight of the gorgeous Pearl to my right. The view was a good one, old and regal, strong and solid. Men would hand their own mothers to Beckett himself for the right to sail her. The only ship I'd ever admit was any better than my own Harmony. I walked to the edge of the deck, gripping the rail, finding comfort in the familiar wood. I was glad I'd taken the time to make repairs and shine her up before leaving port. Small and fast, but strong as anything, my ship was a good one. Named for an old poem I'd heard once, that stayed in my mind every time I looked out at the sea:

"Though life's song,

sings sweet of harmony,

There's never been a tune,

Quite like the ocean's melody"

I cringed, thinking of the words. Harmony, my ship, my passion. Melody, my daughter, my love. I was fighting tears, and a flush of embarrassment, when Landon picked a wretched time to come up behind me, whistling 'cross the water at his brother. He saw me, and I looked away, hiding behind a curtain of my rusty red hair.

"Ro…Cap…awh hell, Thorn? What's wrong?" I clenched my fists.

"Nothing you didn't cause." I glanced at his hurt expression. Fool or not, the man was sensitive, more than most woman. It was pathetic, but I still felt a satisfaction in his pained look.

"Look, I'm sorry. I never did get to talk to you…"

"And for good reason! I don't want to talk to you, Landon. Never will in fact so stop trying to find things to say to me, and start figuring out what you're going to tell your brother. You're more idiotic than I thought if you think I won't be telling him what you did to us." He flinched at us. As he should.

"Right…well, fine then." He looked down and backed away under my withering glare. I was done with him, no matter what most might assume, I didn't love Landon anymore, and never would again. Anyway, I had better things to occupy my time now, like this treasure Jack and I would be hunting together. Jack. Hmm, I really oughtn't be so excited to see him, he's just another Sparrow after all.