TBP: Just a warning. This chapter's going to get pretty emotional, so you might need a box of tissues.

Ekari:It might not be that bad, but still. It's a just in case thing. The tissues. Oh and ignore the italics on a few lines.

furfaidz: On with the chappie!

Chapter 23

"I can't believe I'm doing this I can't believe I'm doing this I can't believe I'm doing this..." Megan kept saying as she made her way to Davy's cabin. When she reached it, she looked back to Emily, Bootstrap, and Will.

"Uh..." she said, looking back at the door once again. Then she spun around and walked quickly past her group of supporters.

"What the-- Megan!" Emily said, scrambling after her friend. When she caught up, she grabbed Megan's arm, stopping her. Megan spun around, looking her friend in the eyes.

"I can't do this. I'm sorry." Megan pulled her arm away and went around a pole.

"Come on Megs, you gotta do it." Emily said, walking around the pole to look for her poofy haired friend.

"I'm sorry, but I can't." came Megan's voice from the pole.

"Megan, don't tell me you're afraid." Emily said, looking disbelievingly at the pole, crossing her arms.

"I'm not afraid, I'm nervous." Megan said

"You know there's no difference between the two." Emily said, putting on a serious face.

"There is!" Megan walked out of the pole to where Bootstrap and Will were standing.

"What's wrong?" Bootstrap asked

"Megan's afraid to sing to Davy." Emily said, in an almost mocking tone.

"No I'm not." Megan said

"Oh yes you are!" Emily said, putting her hands on her hips. "Why are you so scared to sing in front of one person?"

"Maybe because the person is not entirely a person and has the power to control the kraken." Megan said, turning around to face her friend.

"How can you be afraid to sing to him?" Emily asked, her voice growing to a yell. "You were the only person to make the All State choir in Middle school. You have been in tons of musicals, dancing and singing in front of tons of people! You've even sang at Carnegie hall! But you're afraid to sing in front of just one person? Megan. Come on."

"Emily. You shouldn't force her to do something she doesn't want to do." Will said, putting a hand on Emily's shoulder.

"But Megan does want to! She wants to be a big star on Broadway! She loves singing!" Emily said, pointing at her friend.

"What's Broadway?" Bootstrap asked

"It's a very amazing place." Megan said

"But Megan is too afraid to actually be alone with somebody, even her friends to sing to them!" Emily said, getting up close to Megan's face. "When will you be able to?" Megan looked down at Emily, then looked up to Will and Bootstrap. While they were confused with some of the things Emily and Megan were talking about, they got the basic idea and were willing to stand behind Megan, no matter her choice.

"Well you know what Ems?" Megan asked, trying to sound serious.

"What?" Emily said, beating Megan in the serious category. Megan only smirked at Emily before snapping her fingers and disappearing. Emily looked left and right, hoping to somehow see Megs.

"The fluffy whimp!" Emily said, turning around to kick a pole, ignoring the pain that shot through her foot when she did the deed.

MMMMM

Megan appeared in Davy Jones cabin. Looking forward she saw Davy sitting in front of his organ, which meant is back was too her. Which meant there was one last chance. She turned around to leave, her hand on the door knob... but it only hovered there.

"I can't believe I'm doing this." Megan sighed, turning around to see Davy turned around, looking at her with those sharp blue eyes.

"Um uh..." Megan said. She had to admit it: she was scared. Taking a deep breath and closing her eyes, she stepped forward to sing.

I heard there was a secret chord,

Megan covered her mouth when the sour noted song came out.

EEEEE

"Megan? Well what do you know." Emily said, looking pleased with her self when she heard the song.

"I..." Megan sang again, still a bit wrong.

"Are you sure it was wise sending her to sing?" Will asked, listening to Megan's failed attempts at actually singing.

"Of course. Although I think my singing voice is excellent, Megan's is the best in our group." Emily said

MMMMM

"Ahem..." Megan said, clearing her throat to sing...

I've heard there was a secret chord
that David played and it pleased the Lord,
but you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth, the minor fall, the major lift, the baffled king composing Hallelujah.

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelu--jah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof,
you saw her bathing on the roof,
her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you


She tied you to a kitchen chair,
she broke your throne,
she cut your hair,
and from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelu--jah

Maybe I have been here before,
I know this room; I have walked this floor,
I used to live alone before I knew you

I've seen your flag on the marble arch,
love is not a victory march,
it's a cold and its a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelu--jah

Davy stood up from his organ and turned to Megan. When she saw his glare, she felt a lump in her throat. It grew bigger when he slowly began walking towards her. She felt herself moving backwards toward the door in some attempt to not feel as small as she felt now.

Maybe there's a God above,
and all I ever learned from love
was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you.

Looking down and gathering her courage, she stepped forward with the look of a fighter.

And it's not a cry you can hear at night,
it's not somebody who's seen the light,
it's a cold and its a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelu--jah

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelu--u--jah

By the time the song ended, Davy Jones was standing over Megan, who didn't know everybody on board heard her sing. She kept her serious face as she looked up at him.

"You are not afraid." Davy said

"I'm terrified, actually. If you wanted, you could kill me." Megan said

"Why are you here?" Davy asked

"T--T--To-To sing." Megan said, stuttering.

"You've done your duty then. Leave." Davy said, turning away from her. Looking down at her hands, Megan decided if there was a chance to stand up to someone, now would be good... she thought.

"Stop it." she said silently. It was more to herself than him, but he heard.

"What?" he asked, turning on his crab leg to see her.

"Stop it." she said louder.

"Stop what, lass?" Davy asked. Megan was pressing her luck, but she didn't care.

"Stop acting like your life is so miserable!" Megan yelled. "Stop it!"

"Unless ye haven't heard lass, I'm a heartless wretch." Davy said stomping up to her.

"I heard, but I also know you shouldn't be." Megan said. Davy was confused, but didn't show it as Megan took a stance like his and continued.

"You think you're the only one to feel your pain, the only one to want their heart ripped out... You have no idea what real pain is!" Megan yelled

"The one with no idea of my pain is you lass!" Davy yelled back.

"Want a bet? You've lost a lover, Davy Jones. Imagine losing your own flesh and blood! Imagine losing a family member!" Megan yelled. "Imagine seeing him smiling while he had tubes and wires plugged into him with every breath given to him by a machine." It was Megan's turn to take a step forward. "Imagine knowing that any second he could die, just like that, and the pain you might feel when it happens. Imagine him dying on the happiest day of the year, Christmas day, and forever know that day was ruined by that one little thing!" Tears were forming in her eyes as she continued. "Imagine knowing you can't even go to his funeral, because of your prior commitments, always calling your parents to hear how it was!" With a step forward, Davy took a step back. He had to admit, this one small girl, had a worse loss than him. He started feeling something... Annoyance? Sorrow? Understanding? Towards Megan.

"You think you know how badly losing somebody is? YOU HAVE NO IDEA!!" She glared at Davy with her piercing eyes as she was almost screaming her words at him. He could see she was trying to calm herself down, as well as stop the tears from flowing.

"But hey, I'm only a teenager, and you've lived for hundreds, maybe thousands, of years. What do I know? After all, I lost a grandfather, and you lost a girlfriend. I know nothing about the pain of a loss." Megan said, her voice finally sounding like normal talking. She sighed and turned around, snapping her fingers in the process.

JJJJJHHHHHCCCCC

She appeared on the deck of the Black Pearl. Looking forward for a moment, She cupped her hands over her eyes and suddenly fell down into a crying heap.

"Megan?" Heather said, running up to her friend, she crouched down to see Megan's red eyes and sniffling nose. "Megan..."

"What's wrong?" Janice said coming up to the two, Cheyenne not too far behind. Megan leaned forward and put her head on Heather's shoulder.

"I miss him guys..." she cried. "I miss him so much." She continued crying, even when her three friends all wrapped their arms around her in a warm embrace. Busy in her sobbing, she didn't even remember the upcoming scene. For now, she just needed a moment, just one, where all her feelings finally came out through her eyes.

TBP: ((sniff)) This chapter is for my grandpapa who was a friend and father, who I'll miss with all my heart.

Ekari: Aw, Megs. Come here. ((hugs TBP))

Furfaidz:((joins in hugging)) You readers should know what to do by now, so review already.