Chapter 11

They would probably have one chance at this. If caught, they would have had to find another way to free themselves. A rusty nail, a sharp edge, anything. But for Now, the answer to their ropes being cut laid inside of Jewel's boot. Jewel put one foot on her right boot to hold it in place and slid it off her foot. As soon as it was off, she moved her hands around. While her wrists were tied, her hands were still free. A good sign for them.

"Are your hands loose?" Jewel asked back to Barbossa, before feeling his fingers grazing her wrist, and shuddering at the feeling.

"Aye." he said. Jewel put one foot on her removed boot and started to slide it back towards her. Unfortunately, both of their hands were tied directly behind their backs. She couldn't get it all the way to where her hands were, and with the ropes pinning her arms, she couldn't reach.

"Can you move to the left?" Jewel asked. Barbossa started moving to her right.

"No no, my left." Jewel corrected him.

"If ya want to lead, you need to be specific." Barbossa said moving in the opposite direction, helping Jewel get her hands on her boot. Her hands hovered above it, and she couldn't reach it.

"Use your legs. Pull yourself as far away from me as possible. I can't reach my boot." Jewel said

"Very specific." Barbossa said

"Oh just do it." Jewel said. He brought his legs in front of him and so did Jewel. With their feet planted on the ground they pulled themselves away from each other. While being tied together though, the effect merely was enough. Jewel's hands were able to grab onto her boot. She reached inside of it and finally grabbed onto her knife. She let go of her boot and held onto her knife.

"I've got it!" she said, pleased.

"Be quiet!" Barbossa said sharply. She felt him take the knife from her and began to saw at his own ropes.

"Oi, give it back. It's mine!" she said, waving her hands around.

"Put your boot back on." Barbossa said. Jewel groaned and rolled her eyes. She pushed herself up slightly to sit on her left foot. She then swung her right foot behind her and grabbed her boot with her toes, swinging it back out in front of her. She snaked her right foot into it, but it didn't get on all the way, no matter how hard she tried by kicking the heel into the ground, or using her left foot to push it on.

"Get me closer to the wall." she said. Barbossa looked forward before shoving at the ground with his feet, pushing Jewel into the wall.

"Too much!" she said loudly, pushing at the wall with her left foot, Barbossa snickering in response. She put the foot of her boot onto the wall and pushed her foot into it. Then, placed both feet on the wall to shove off and surprise Barbossa when he was forced to lean forward.

"How does that feel?" Jewel asked with a smirk on her face.

"Annoying Sparrow. It feels annoyi-" Barbossa stopped talking. They looked at their cell door, hearing footsteps approaching. Barbossa continued to cut through the ropes turning so that Jewel was facing the door. The man that came was not Carlos. He looked meaner, more like Darny, without resembling Darny at all of course. Jewel's eyes wandered around the cell before landing on the man once more.

"I'll take it you're not friends with Carlos." she said

"Shut up, pirate." the man said

"I assume that was a yes." Jewel said, flinching at his stinging tone.

"Make him come in here." Barbossa whispered so softly only Jewel could have heard. Jewel looked up at the man angrily. The anger turned into sadness. She looked away from him, sniffling. The man raised an eyebrow at the scene before him.

"Are you... Are you crying?" the man said

"No! I'm not!" Jewel said loudly, although her crying increased.

"What is it you're so sad about?" he asked, pointing a musket at her. "You should have known this day would come."

"Please, put the gun down. I can't take this anymore! I just can't!" Jewel wept. The man groaned and took his musket off, leaning it against the wall opposite their cell.

"What is it?" he asked, crossing his arms.

"My mother... She's sick and dying. My... my dad and I found the cure, but we've run into torouble after trouble. She's going to die if we don't make it back to Tortuga! She's going to die!" Jewel wept. Compassion appeared on his face.

"I.. Uh, I'm so sorry." he said

"It's Jewel." she sniffed

"I'm Marco." he said

"I'm glad I can talk to you Marco, I've been feeling so lost. So alone." Jewel said, smiling through her tears.

"What of your father?" he asked

"He... He's a drunk, almost always asleep. When he sleeps he's dead to the world. He's sleeping right now." Jewel said

"Again, I am so sorry." Marco said

"I just wish the pain would go away." Jewel said, looking away from him.

"I'm through. Now get him in." Barbossa whispered

"Can you help make the pain go away?" Jewel asked, looking up at Marco. He stared at her. Her large brown tear-filled eyes were almost hypnotic.

"How?" he asked

"I'll tell you if you come in." Jewel said

"What of-?" he started

"He's alseep right now." Jewel said, moving her upper body to make Barbossa move. "As I've said, dead to the world. Please... Please." New tears were spilt as she looked down. Marco opened the door and knelt down in front of Jewel.

"Come closer." she whispered, looking down with her eyes closed. He moved closer. Jewel moved her head up and pressed her lips against his. He was surprised at this, but soon closed his eyes to absorb the feeling of a woman's lips. She tugged at Barbossa's sleeve and he started loosening their ropes while he was distracted. Marco raised a hand to caress Jewel's cheek.

Think of Will, Think of James, Think of Will, Think of James, Think of anybody other than him! Jewel thought, not taking any pleasure in her action. She had to have a lot of rum after this. She needed something, anything to clean her mouth out, no, to clean her soul of this disgusting thing she was doing. As soon as she was free, she headbutted Marco. He cried out in pain, rolling into a ball on the floor holding his head. Jewel and Barbossa freed themselves from their binds. Jewel grabbed her knife and shoved it into Marco's face.

"That was without a doubt, one of the most disgusting things I have ever done." she said, "I did not take ANY pleasure out of that, and absolutely nothing I told you was true."

"What are you going to do?" he asked

"Give us the keys." Barbossa said. Marco moved a hand to where the keys on his belt were, but he suddenly reached up to grab Jewel's knife. He grabbed hold of her hand, but her other hand came up to punch him in the nose. He reeled back, blood spurting from it.

"The keys." Jewel said, calmly. He pulled the keys off his belt and handed them to Jewel. She took it with her blood covered hand.

"That wasn't so hard." she said. The two pirates walked out of their cell, locking Marco in it. They walked away, Barbossa taking the musket.

"Bleh, from one bad taste to another." she said

"With this many secrets we have, we'll never tell the whole story of our journey to anybody." Barbossa said, laughing at the end. Jewel laughed lightly in agreement.

"Also... Me calling you..." Jewel said

"Of course. It never happened. I was asleep when you said that." Barbossa said. Jewel laughed slightly. She stopped and knelt in front of a bunch of secured cannonballs. She smied as she pulled out her knife and broke the ties to let the balls roll. It seemed the perfect way to start a mutiny, to warn Darny of what was to come, to tell him it won't be stopped.