Hope you liked the surprise from last chapter! As usual, I own nothing!

Eloise slowly slid in and out of consciousness, she only remembered bits of the previous night. The rescued blonde boy, her father, the letters of Marque all haunted her dreams as she turned restlessly in her hammock. As she woke up once again she decided that sleeping again was pointless. It was time she did her job for Beckett. If you can't beat them, join them.

She flopped out of her hammock and grabbed the letters sluggishly. When she climbed aboard deck, she was surprised to see that it was still dark. That meant she had not been resting for long or she had been asleep for twenty-four hours. The few men who were working paid her little attention as she emerged up the creaky staircase. She looked up towards the helm and saw Mr. Cotton. She looked up towards the crow's nest and saw Pintel fast asleep. When she turned towards the door to the Captain's quarter, the door opened.

Ella noticed that the light within shone brightly. The figure emerging from the room was temporarily shadowed due to the light, but once the door shut she realized it was the boy from Tortuga. He looked up and started when he saw her staring at him, but calmly walked over to her.

"I… never got to thank you, for what you did," He smiled at her and pointed to his leg.

"It was no trouble at all…" She replied shocked. She was not ready to talk, but when she heard his voice she couldn't help, but want to hear more, "My name is Eloise."

She held out her arm straight and he took her hand and shook it.

"Quentin," he said with a smile.

"Well, maybe, one day you can tell me your story," she smiled back with a slight blush, "But I must be going about my business."

And with that she walked into the Captain's quarters.

Quentin slid down the mast and leaned against it, let out a sigh and a, "Wow."

William Turner emerged from behind a barrel and sat down next to Quentin. It had been obvious that he had been spying.

"What're you doing up?" Will inquired.

"Helping the captains. They actually have met me, so they made me cabin boy," Quentin was hesitant to share the last part. William balled his fists.

I'm not jealous. I am not jealous! Will thought to himself. Quentin was stealing his job, his friends, and Eloise.

"What did Eloise say to you?" He asked instead.

"We just talked," Quentin, answered beginning to be annoyed.

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I opened the door of the Captain's quarters and slid inside. My instincts were correct. The light on, meant both captains were awake and, of course, arguing. As I shut the door behind me I let out a long sigh. Quentin was a lot nicer than Will. However, my sudden noise caused both captains to look up and stop arguing.

"Look who's finally awake," Barbossa smirked. It seemed both men were leaning over a map.

"Anyway, I'm telling you Hector that this is the fastest route," my father looked back at the map.

"No, no, no! We'll run out of supplies too soon we have to go south."

"Beckett will catch up to us too soon!"

"Umm, may I cut in?" I asked leaning in between their huddled heads, "I don't think Beckett is on our tail. You see-"

"Not on our tail? He's trailing us like a bloodhound! After you escaped he's going to be tracking us down with even more effort!" Barbossa interrupted me.

"He's not chasing after me, he let me go and-"

"Beckett? Let you go? He would never let any pirate out of his grasp. Let alone a Sparrow," Barbossa chimed in again.

"Will you let me finish? He let me go because he gave me these," When I had successfully finished talking I tossed the letters on top of their map. I let them register what they were and whom they were for.

"Listen to me closely, Eloise," Father turned to me and looked at me with an exasperated expression. I gulped; he hardly ever called me Eloise. I was always Ella or El, "I don't want you to associate with people like Beckett."

"But why? We obviously can't win! They're too strong! Think about how amazing we could be together. With him!" I stood up without realizing it. My voice began to rise.

"No. It's thoughts like those that prove how weak he can make us. He doesn't care whether we sign or not. He just wants us to crumple by ourselves!" His voice was raised too and I noticed Barbossa was leaning back a little in his chair.

"Well, then you can tell him it's working! If we stay one step ahead-"

"We are staying one step ahead!" By now Jack was standing, too. He towered over me, but despite his size, I stood my ground

"How? By attempting the impossible? By going against one of the strongest men in the ocean?"

"Love, you don't know me, do you? I conquered the impossible!"

"I guess I don't know you," I said through gritted teeth as I stormed out of the room being extra careful to slam the door behind me.

I shouldn't have been surprised that there was movement now on the ship. Factors such as the ruckus caused by my father and I and the recently risen sun led to the stirring of many crewmembers. However, the thing I was surprised to see was William and Quentin practically black and blue and rolling around on the deck far into a brawl.

"Not you too!" I shouted at them. They got up and smoothed out their clothes. Quentin's leg wound was reopened and Will's eye was puffing up around itself. Too frustrated to deal with boys, I rushed past them and delivered each of them a thump on the head. I felt their shocked eyes on me as I retreated down the stairs. When I was two decks below, I could tell most of the men were faking sleep, but I continued to head down to the hold. I felt around in the dark for a candle and when I lit it I sighed and blew it out. Giving up, I climbed back up until I was sitting underneath the stairs and next to the corner and a cannon. Unwillingly, I let the tears slide down my face.

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Hahahahahaha, drama… and klutziness… and fighting! Yay fighting! Plus what were the boys fighting about...? Hmm… I guess you'll just have to keep reading! XD