Chapter 5

"Think we have enough food to last us for the night?" Jewel asked, carrying several pineapples, a coconut, some berries, and a dead rabbit. Barbossa looked up at the dark sky.

"Aye, but we need to make a shelter." he said

"Of course." Jewel groaned, ready to drop her load. Barbossa gathered think branches and leaves as they walked onward. When his arms were full, he stopped in a small clearing, a stream following by them.

"Here." he said, dropping the branches. Jewel sighed and sat down. She picked up the rabbit and reached into her boot. She was satisfied when she felt her knife still in its case. She pulled it out, and tried to stab it into the dead creature. Barbossa's crafting made it difficult. Jewel settled on holding the rabbit in her lap and using her knife with her left hand. However, it was interesting to see Barbossa make something instead of destroying it, so she decided to watch him build their little lean-to shelter. When he was done he turned back to her.

"Why didn't you get sticks for a fire?" he asked

"You were the one who was grasping and grabbing at the foliage, and hunting for animals, while I was the one to carry it all. It was not my duty to remind you of what you need. I am not your mother." Jewel said. Barbossa groaned. He walked off, dragging Jewel behind him, picking up sticks for a fire. Jewel kept her mouth shut, only thinking of him leaving her as soon as this venture was done with. The idea was what was keeping her sane as she was pulled along. They returned to their campsite and Barbossa made the fire. He took the rabbit from her and did what was necessary to get it cooking, even making the spit.

In the end, Jewel reached into the stream and washed her knife to cut a pineapple and eat that. The juice slid down her hand to her scratches. She winced and hissed at the feeling. She took her knife and cut off part of her right sleeve. She tied the fabric tightly around her wrist, making sure the manacle wouldn't touch the bloody and raw skin.

"Smart move." Barbossa commented, having watched Jewel do this, "I would think, you being Jack Sparrow's daughter, you'd do something different."

"What the bugger would I do then?" Jewel asked. Barbossa chuckled.

"Temper, Sparrow." he said. Jewel groaned biting into her pineapple.

If we make it off this island, I'm going to kill him. I swear it. Jewel thought angrily.

"Don't move." Barbossa said. Jewel looked up at him. Her eyes widened seeing his pistol aimed at her. He pulled the trigger, Jewel's eyes shut tightly, the sound of a gunshot filled the night sky. Barbossa stood and walked in front of Jewel.

"Quit your simpering, you're alive." he said. Jewel opened her eyes and patted herself. She was alive, and nothing hurt. Barbossa knelt down and reached for something behind her. He lifted a large dead spider.

"Hungry?" he asked

"I'm not fond of the taste of arachnids." Jewel said. Barbossa threw the carcass into the bushes.

"You can't survive one fruit alone, Sparrow." he said sitting back down in his seat. He looked at the cooked rabbit, then picked it up by the stick that ran through it and held it in front of Jewel.

"Eat it." he said, "We'll both need our strength for the morning. We still need to find the boat."

"Why are you all of a sudden caring for my safety and well being?" Jewel asked

"... I don't want to drag your body." he said. Jewel stared at him, knowing he was lying. He did save her life several times on this island already. Logically, that serves as ground for trust and companionship. But then again this was Barbossa. Jewel leaned forward and bit into the meat in front of her. Barbossa held it in front of himself and bit at the rabbit too. Jewel gulped the meat down before picking up a pineapple. She held it and her knife out to Barbossa.

"It'll get rid of the taste." she said. He took them and used the knife to eat his own pineapple.

"I still taste the rabbit." he said. They reached for the berries at the same time.

"You-" Jewel started

"I what, Sparrow?" he asked

"Never mind." Jewel said, chewing on the sweet berries. "The rabbit taste is gone now."

"Aye." Barbossa said. There was silence between them. The only sounds were that of the crackling fire in front of them and the various wildlife around them. Jewel yawned and rubbed her eyes. Barbossa was about to take off his coat but stopped, feeling something strange in one of his inside pockets. He pulled out a piece of parchment.

"Hold on for a moment." Jewel said, crawling closer. He opened it up and saw half of a map. Jewel reached into her vest and pulled out her map, turning it over to read the letter.

"The both of you will need.." She started

"To come together." Barbossa finished. She turned it over to the map and held it next to Barbossa's half, letting the papers touch. A light shined from the seam that blinded them for a moment. It quickly faded though. The map became complete and there were two dotted line trails on the map now. One led across the island to a boat drawing, while the other twisted and turned until it stopped. There was a crude small sketch of Jewel and Barbossa next to the end of the twisted line.

"Enchanted by Tia Dalma I assume." Jewel said

"We need to head west when we awake." Barbossa said, looking at the map.

"No, the spiders." Jewel said, keeping herself awake.

"Sleep Sparrow, I'll keep watch." he said. It was not an entirely pleasant thought, but it was the only one Jewel had when she closed her eyes and laid down on the ground.