A/N: Another Chapter. This one has a few lines from the original movie, but this story is basically a rewrite of the events of At World's End so bear with me. The song lyric line is supposed to be for Barbossa and his lost love and Will for losing himself (Elizabeth), but I'm not sure if it really worked here. R&R.

"I lost myself, we all fall down…"

As their boats slid into a small cove in Singapore under the cover of darkness, the rescue crew silently willed the place to be deserted. The last thing any of them needed was an ambush if they were ever to bring Captain Sparrow back from the Locker.

Elizabeth sat resolutely alongside Mr. Gibbs, refusing to even look over her shoulder for a second at Will. She didn't have to, she knew his eyes followed her every movement, her every sigh, her every breath. Instead, the woman merely watched Captain Barbossa at the prow, scrutinizing their surroundings with alert eyes, his monkey doing the same. He really is a most captivating man when you're on his side. I'm surprised he doesn't have a woman. She made a mental note to ask him about that.

Finding nothing wrong with the area, he began giving orders to his crewmembers to pull the boats in and batten down for the night. They would need rest to deal with this little adventure and he needed to go over the plan once more to make certain everyone involved would understand their place; for if they didn't, it would bode ill for them all, including Captain Sparrow.

"Swann, Turner, Gibbs! I'd be havin' a word with ye."

The three of them stepped forward, Will moving as far from Elizabeth as possible. Elizabeth shifted uncomfortably, stepping closer to the two other men. "Aye, captain?" Gibbs questioned.

"It's likely Captain Sao Feng already knows we're here, but will assume we're merely taking on supplies. I'd ask ye to stick to the plan. We'll be splittin' up. Turner. D'ye remember?"

"I am to find out as much information as possible and gather potential crewmembers." Will stated, determinedly. "And I'll be alone."

"Aye. Mr. Gibbs?"

"Before you meet up with Miss Swann, you an' I'll be takin' the rest of the men to commandeer a ship. That ship." He pointed at a grand Singaporean vessel sitting at anchor further out in the bay.

"And Miss Swann?"

"I am to disguise myself and find my way to the bathhouses to gather information on the whereabouts of the maps by way of the concubines. If I find out nothing, I must find other means to get the maps. Then, rendezvous with you on the docks in the designated area you've told me about. I'll be singing the song you've taught me."

"Good girl. Now, I suggest ye find a safe place to sleep in this blasted bay. This will be takin' most of the day tomorrow and I want our wits about us."

"Aye." They agreed as one and dispersed…except for Elizabeth who stayed at the captain's side.

"Is this going to work?"

"One can only hope." Barbossa muttered darkly. "Are ye going to be able to protect yourself on yer own, lass?"

Her eyes darkened. "I am not the helpless governor's daughter you first met, Captain Barbossa." Still, she was thankful she had invested in a stash of weaponry for this venture.

He grunted. "Aye. I suppose not. Otherwise you wouldn't have caught Jack's eye."

She ignored the last bit. "Is Sao Feng really that terrifying?"

"He's much like myself, but absent my merciful nature and sense of fair play."

A silence ensued as he watched the crew begin to settle in, but she did not leave his side. When he noticed her appraising look, he raised an eyebrow. "Was there something else?"

She studied him for a bit longer. "Actually, I wondered…if you have a woman."

His eyes widened and he leered at her. "Changed your mind about me accompanying you to the bathhouse then?"

"Of course not." She admonished. "I was only wondering. You've a way with words. It just surprises me if you don't is all."

He rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "I did once…but I'll not be giving ye blackmail material."

She scrutinized him a bit longer wondering what that woman would have been like. "Aye, Captain." With that said she quickly strode over to Mr. Gibbs and plopped down next to him.

Barbossa stared after her, something sad and cold in his eyes before he noticed Pintel and Ragetti fighting over a trivial matter and began cursing their scruffy hides.

Mr. Gibbs regarded Elizabeth as she accepted his proffered flask of rum. The girl had blossomed from a small girl asking about pirates into a beautiful woman pirate. It was no wonder Jack was after her. That and she practically devoured his mouth before he elected to stay behind… "We'll get him back, Miss Elizabeth."

"Do you really believe that?"

"Aye. I do. The Fates 'ave always been kind to Jack Sparra. I don't see how this will be any different, especially considerin' he sacrificed himself so's we could get away."

Elizabeth paled considerably and took another swig of rum.

"Miss Elizabeth?" Mr. Gibbs asked, concerned at her pallor.

She stared at her hands, raw and blistered from the weeks at sea. "I hope we find him."

"Aye. As do we all." Then, he looked at Will. "Well…almost."

Elizabeth sighed, but said no more. Oh Will…I'm so sorry…

Will sat alone, glaring at the ground. How could she do this?

Elizabeth entered the bathhouse cautiously, resting her hand on the hilt of her sword. There was something about this place that sent chills down her spine, but she knew it would be a long while before getting another chance for a bath.

The silence was deafening as she made her way through the warm steam of the building, catching whiffs of opium and bath scents, but soon she came across the sound of trickling water. The shape of a woman materialized before her, beckoning her inside. "You English. You not from here."

Elizabeth merely nodded. "I am here to make use of your bathhouse as a guest."

"As you wish." The lady responded, leading her through the mist to a large tub of hot water in the center of the room. After the woman placed a cloth and lye soap nearby, she turned to Elizabeth. "Enjoy."

Elizabeth nodded curtly and watched the woman leave. Once alone, she quickly undressed, climbing into the warm bathwater with a sigh. Her skin had been grimy since the moment she removed her wedding gown…another dress lost to the sea, another change. A cold feeling pierced her gut, despite the steamy water at that thought. Fate intervened…

However, the warmth felt wonderful on her skin and she relaxed back into the tub as she scrubbed herself thoroughly. Another woman stepped into the tub a few moments later and began doing the same. This woman was definitely from the area. She had dark hair piled upon her head and slanted eyes. Elizabeth scrutinized her closely. "Do you speak English?"

The woman's head snapped up. "Fluently."

Elizabeth picked at one of her fingernails. "You wouldn't happen to know a Captain Sao Feng would you?"

The woman narrowed her eyes. "Who's asking?"

"Ah…no one important."

"My sister and I are his…how you say…concubines."

Elizabeth's eyebrows shot up. "Oh." So this is one of the women Barbossa mentioned.

"Why you asking me about him?"

"Just curious."

"Curiosity is dangerous."

"Believe me, I know." I do want to know what it tastes like…

"He is a very important man in these parts."

"He knows some very important secrets as well." Elizabeth replied, nodding.

The other woman frowned. "Do I know you?"

"I've never been here before. Perhaps you have me mistaken with someone else…I don't suppose you'd know where Feng keeps his nautical charts?"

The woman studied her suspiciously. "Why you need those?"

"Do you know a man named Captain Jack Sparrow?"

The concubine giggled. "Oh yes!" Then she frowned. "You're looking for him. I've heard the rumors but thought them untrue. I should leave."

Elizabeth snatched her dagger from the edge of the tub, dove out after her, and grabbed her about the neck pulling the naked woman against her with the dagger quite close to her pulsating carotid artery. "Not so fast. How do you know Sparrow?"

"E-everyone know him around these parts. He's quite attractive. Owes Feng a great deal of money among other tings."

"Fair enough. Sao Feng has something I need. Something of value…at least to me."

"Some sort of map?" The woman asked.

"How did you know?"

"Nautical charts?"

"Oh…yes."

"I can take you to those if you're willing to give up that pretty ring…oh but you'll have to hurry. My sister mentioned that she saw some British soldiers milling about earlier."

Elizabeth looked down at the wedding ring Will had given her that was hanging by a chain from her neck. She had been so afraid she'd lose it when she left Port Royal. It seemed like a small trifle now compared to never seeing Jack again. I can give up a bauble to save a man's life. "Very well."

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The concubine turned to glance back at Elizabeth as she lead her towards the mapping cabin of her master. "You're in love with him, aren't you?"

"Beg pardon?"

"With Captain Sparrow."

Elizabeth looked away. "I don't think you have any business asking that."

"You are. I could see in your eyes when I mentioned his name."

"That's absurd. I hardly know him." Elizabeth replied frowning to herself. Isn't it?

The other woman laughed. "I think I've heard of you before…quite recently actually... Sparrow might have moaned your name once in my bed…Elizabeth."

She paused mid-stride, a blush forming on her face.

The woman smiled. "Ah. So you are her. The pretty governor's daughter turned pirate…Captain Sparrow's not the only one to speak of you."

Elizabeth stared at the door she had been led to, trying not to think about Jack Sparrow moaning her name. "You seem to be very observant."

"I have to if I want to live amongst thieves…any maps you are looking for are in here, but you'd best hurry. The guard's shift is switching and this is the best time to steal. I must go. I'll be dead if I'm caught here. Farewell."

Elizabeth watched her go. "I must be out of my mind." She murmured, sliding the door open with a loud creak and a cringe.

The room was dark and surprisingly cool. There were several large tables in the room with a myriad of maps and charts and various odd nautical devices spread everywhere, even on the walls. After perusing through several, she found an old Japanese armoire containing the maps they were here for. "Aha!" A sly smirk slid across her face.

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Elizabeth stepped out of the boat at the rendezvous point wearing stolen garb and singing the pirate song Barbossa taught her.

"A dangerous song to be singing, for anyone ignorant of its meaning. Particularly a woman. Particularly a woman alone."

Elizabeth stepped back a bit, her hand going to the hilt of her sword.

Barbossa materialized from the shadows. "What makes you think she's alone?"

Elizabeth nodded at him gratefully. He smirked.

"You protect her?" The man asked, making Elizabeth's blood boil.

She brought a dagger to his neck. "What makes you think I need protecting? Shall I kill him?" She directed the last question at Barbossa deciding she needed some added threat.

His mouth set in a grim line. "Nay, knock him out. We'll be gone before he regains consciousness and thinks to warn Feng."

"My pleasure." She replied and promptly knocked him over the head. Then, Barbossa was hauling her against the wall. She glanced up just in time to catch a glimpse of a troop of English soldiers marching past. Bugger.