Please review for me! i know it may be completely rubbish, and you might not really want to, but if it is please do tell me! i need inspiration for another chapter, so any ideas will be greatly recieved. I know roughly where it is going, but its how it is going to get there is where i am struggling. Thank you!!

The crew just stood in shock. Their captain. The person who they believed that they knew. In that moment they realised that they really didn't know him at all. They didn't know hardly anything about him!

Cremedia was breathing deeply and heavily, her chest rising with each breath she took and falling dramatically as she breathed out, her anger was now bottled, and she was clearly attempting to keep it under wraps after delivering such a shell shock of a statement.

'Barbossa, why did you never tell me that you were to be married? And to Calypso's sister?!' Jack stumbled over his words, bewildered at the look on the captains face, which was staring dumfounded at the floor.

'You never asked. I was also worried that she would find me again and try to take what is hers.' Barbossa sounded weak, and also for the first time since Jack had shot him; he looked weak too. He looked up, swept his hat from his head, and threw it at Crem's feet. A tear dribbled down his cheek slowly.

'Clever, clever Barbossa! You figured out that I do not really want you here for the memory at all! I just needed you here for something else, and do you know what?' she paused soaking up all the attention before continuing 'I am going to take it too!'

'What is going on here? What are you going to be taking from him?'

'Only what belongs to me…'

'But I didn't know that he had anything that belongs to you.' Jack's face showed his confusion about the matter, he didn't have the slightest clue about what was going on.

'Jack you idiot!' Carla broke the silence with a shrill tone. 'What did Davy Jones keep in a chest? What has my mother got at home in the same chest? NO! I didn't mean to say that!' She gasped as she clapped her hand to her mouth in horror of what she had just said. As she had said those last words of damage, Cremedia's head had snapped round, an evil, satisfied grin leaking out all over her face, she was as pure evil as they come. The devil in a human, female form.

'A heart…' Jack whispered into the room, small was the whisper, but everyone could still hear it perfectly. Then something else inside him twigged and he looked up at Carla imprisoned in her golden cage, her hand clapped to her mouth still, not quite believing what she had just blurted out. 'Carla you idiot!' Jack shouted, yet to not have much effect as everyone now had their gaze somewhere between the horrified Carla and the gleefully malevolent Cremedia.

'So…' hissed Crem quietly, yet perfectly audible to the everyone in the stifling, echoing room, 'Carla is Jack's daughter, yet her mother is at home with a certain husband of hers heart, all wrapped up nice and cosy in the box that my sister's lover once kept his. And yet, I am guessing that Mr Turner doesn't know that his wife has a daughter, and that the father of that daughter is the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow. Touching Jack… Very touching indeed.' She nodded, looking Jack straight in the eye and mocking in every last syllable that rolled off of her tongue.

'What Cremedia,' answered Jack bravely, holding steady eye contact with the fire Goddess, 'What do you want with Barbossa's heart?'

'I'm sure you know the story of Davy Jones Mr Sparrow, he intended to give his sweetheart his heart, because he was so in love with her, but when he came to see her after one of his 10 year trawls at sea, my sister was not there. You see Jack, my family have a curse on them, although the title Goddess may seem like a grand title, but trust me, it is an imprisonment! The only way for me to be freed from this tortuous existence would be to have another part to me, another organ so to speak.'

'Jack, listen. Her sister was imprisoned using objects of good and bad, it meant that she could do good and bad in the world, just like the Bretherin court and the Pirate Lords can. Yet Crem was different. She was born as a goddess, like her sister Calypso, but unlike her sister who could do good and bad in the world of piracy and the sea, Crem couldn't. She had no choice but to be evil and destructive and now she is trapped in human form she cannot do the one thing that she wants to do.'

'What's that?' Jack looked completely puzzled, he didn't have a clue about what Barbossa was saying

'She wants to bring more destruction into the world Jack. She wants a child, and if she does it will be have to be evil, like her. But…

Crem… No, you have to be joking… you couldn't, you wouldn't!'

'Barbossa! You finally got it! How clever are you?' Crem regained her mocking voice at addressing Barbossa.

'Yes, that is my plan.'

'What are you on about?' shouted Jack, tired of being left out in the dark

'Carla.' Said Barbossa quietly.