Author notes: Well I didn't updated like I said I would but you can't blame me! I've been watching LOTR and have become in a LOTR writing mood. Or you can blame me. Either one. I don't care. So here's chapter six of our pirate friends' adventures. Today, we will continue the story with Jack and Caroline. Thanks to day's dreamer, bronze wolf, and Vein Creature.

Disclaimer: One day, just one day, I'll take over Disney and it will all be mine!

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"Well, well. We finally got you Jack Sparrow," the thing said as it stepped up. It walked into the dim light and Jack and Caroline could finally see that this 'thing' was one of Davy Jones's goons. He was a bluish grey with a fish mouth and what appeared to be a shrimp's head. He was tall, but just a little more than half head taller than Jack. His hands were crab claws, the pinchers clapping. Caroline recognized him immediately as the first mate of the Flying Dutchman. The sea goon smiled as he said, "We've come to collect, Sparrow." "But Jack's debt has been paid! It's been changed in the book-" Caroline was interrupted as the first mate slapped her cheek. "We don' need no words from a lass who know nothing." Caroline shut her gaping mouth and put her hand on her cheek. It burned with a hot intensity and she wondered if it was red. "What do ya want?" Jack asked the sea creatures. He looked behind the main goon, and there was 3 more sea creatures blocking the entrance of the alley. There was no way to escape. Not without a miracle anyways. "Jones thought you were bluffin' when you said you had the heart, but we opened that there chest and it were empty." The creature kept staring the two down. Caroline was now cowering behind Jack, her bravery swept away with the slap. Jack was trying to act as if it was any old pirate and not someone who would slit his throat any second. "Where is tha' heart, Sparrow? Tell us and I might make yer time on the Dutchman easier," the first mate sea creature threatened. "Heart?" Caroline asked finally having enough courage to ask. "Jack, you have the heart of Davy Jones?" "Maybe…" Jack slowly answered. Suddenly, Jones's first mate looked towards the guards. A frown appeared on his face and gave Jack a piercing look. "Hmmm…Seems tha Jones want us back on the ship." The sea goon started walking away. "Don' think that this mean tha yer off the hook. We'll be back. Yer days here are numbered, Sparrow, remember tha." He walked out of the alley and three goons following. Caroline and Jack let out a sigh of relief.

"Tha was close," Jack said, the first to recover his tongue. "Too close," Caroline agreed. She gingerly started walking towards the ends of the alley and peeked around a corner. Jack meanwhile was contemplating on whether telling Caroline the truth about the heart of Davy Jones. "They're gone," she told the Black Pearl's captain. "Let's go before they return," she finished. Jack walked up to her corner and looked around. No strange monsters to the left and no sea creatures to the right. Beckett's daughter grabbed Jack's hand and started running towards the center of town. "Where we goin'?" he asked her. Caroline turned her head and stated, "Cerebral Hall." They flew around another corner and ended up in front of a brick, 4 story hall with white pillars. This hall looked like it belonged in a Britain university and not in the center of an underworld realm. Caroline pulled on Jack's arm, he not realizing that he had stopped. "Hurry up," she scolded him. She pushed open a pair of wooden doors and inside was a huge open room lined as far as the eye could see. In the middle of all the books were rows and rows of silver bowls of silver stuff on tables and stand up mirrors taller than Jack. Jack had never seen so many books in his life and found himself unsurprised that Caroline came here often. 'She was the scholarly type' he thought.

She pulled him to a table in the back which had one bowl and one mirror near it. And on this table there were several volumes of thick books. "Just where I left them," Caroline said out loud. She sat down and started looking through one of the volumes. Jack read the title, Davy Jones's Records. "Are these the books you said you saw my name in earlier," Jack asked her. "Yes," she replied. "But it might take me a while to find your name again. When I found it the first time, I wasn't even looking for your name." Jack shrugged. He peered at Caroline her formerly tied up hair, loose around her face. The dark room made her hair seem blacker than night, while it made her eyes seem like pools of ink. The captain kept his eyes moving and something caught his interest. Around Caroline's neck was a string of black pearls that seemed to glow unearthly while she wore it. "I see yer still wearing the necklace I gave ye," he said to her with a smirk. An easy smile appeared on the lady's face. "Of course. I've never taken it off," Caroline told him. Jack's smirk became a real smile. "Good," he replied remembering the night he gave it to her on the Black Pearl. It had been a long time ago, when they were both young and in love and too oblivious to the dangers of a piracy and parents.

"Found it," she said. Jack Sparrow walked behind her to read over her shoulder. "Number 182," she started. "Name: Jack Sparrow. Want: Captain of Black Pearl. Debt: Paid. See, I knew it. Your debt was paid. You don't have to have the heart. You're free to do as you please." "Tha's not the point, luv. I took somethin' close ta Jones, and he's set out for revenge." He looked at Caroline. He could tell that she already knew this, but didn't want it to be true. "Look, luv. We just gotta 'ave a plan." Caroline thought for awhile and then said, "Well, do you have the heart of Davy Jones?" "I did, but I… I don' 'now what happened to it," Jack replied. "Hmm…Well I don't know. How about you think about for awhile? And I'll keep looking for clues in these books?" Caroline told him.

Jack sat back down in his chair and absentmindedly started stroking his beard. Something silvery caught his eye. "What's this?" he asked his friend as he walked over to the bowl with the silvery liquid gas. "It's called a pensieve. It shows your memories from a third person view. Or it can it can show you how a person feels about you," she told him. "So, if I ask it how you feel about me, it will say your madly in love," he smirked. A secret smile appeared on her face. "And these," she continued as if ignoring his comment. "These are Moment Mirrors. You tell it any person or object and it tells you what they're doing at this very moment in time," she told him as she pointed to the mirrors. Jack slowly walked to the mirror. He had a thoughtful look on his face and it lit up when he had an idea. He turned to his friend. "Ye said it can show ye objects right?" "Yes," she replied. He turned back around to the mirror. "I wanna see the Heart of Davy Jones!" Jack shouted to the mirror. "Jack!" Caroline shouted to him. "What are you doing?" All of the sudden, the mirror started swirling colors of blue, green, and yellow. She walked up gingerly beside Jack, watching the mirror in astonishment. Then it changed to a familiar room in Port Royal.

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East India Trading Company Headquarters

Norrington stood in the doorway just released by two guards. Lord Beckett was reading what looked like letters of marquee. Norrington told him, "I took the liberty of filling in my name." The head of the East India Trading Company beckoned him forward with two fingers. "If you intend to claim these, then you must have something to trade. Do you have the Compass?" Norrington shakes his head. "Better," he answered as his drops a bag on Beckett's desk. A light thud-thud is heard from the sack. The former Commodore continued, "The heart of Davy Jones."

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A/N: I promise with extra whipped cream on top that I'll update at least twice more this week. School starts next week and I have no idea when updates will come. But stay with me! Things will get more exciting. Oh yeah! The pensieve belongs JK Rowling not me. I had a HP moment.

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