Author's Note: This one is a long one. Yay!

Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean, etc. etc.

Kate frowned. She had been wondering whether or not Jack was still on the ship with Beckett or whether he had found his way back onto the Pearl and if so, was he wondering where she was? Was he mad at her for going along with a plan that Barbossa had come up with? She sighed.

Sao Feng had two of his female servants bring her clothes and help her bathe. She felt a bit awkward. Kate hadn't had anyone help her bathe since she'd been at the mansion and those women had known her all of her life. Still, she did get a really cute hat out of the ensemble the women had brought her.

Sao Feng came in and began to talk to the two women in Chinese before dismissing them. Kate stood by a pole in the room, confused.

"By this time tomorrow we will arrive at Shipwreck Cove and you will be free, Calypso."

Kate smiled, "Excuse me?" She knew exactly what Calypso was…she was the woman Davy Jones had fallen in love with. She was also a Heathen Goddess, as Tia had told her days ago.

"Not the name you fancy, I imagine, out of the many that you have. But it is what we call you," he explained.

"We being who?" she played dumb. The Brethren Court, of course.

"You confirm it," he gasped.

"Confirm what?" she asked slyly, "You have told me nothing."

"The Brethren Court," he explained. "Not I, the first Brethren Court, whose position I would have opposed, bound you to human form, so the rule of the seas would belong to men and not to…"

"Me," she finished for him.

"But one such as yourself should never be anything less than what you are," he whispered to her.

"Pretty speech from a captor. But words whispered through prison bars lose their charm," Kate told him.

"Can I be blamed for my efforts? All men are drawn to the sea, perilous though it may be."

"And some men offer desire as justification for their crimes," she scoffed.

"I offer simply my desire."

"And in return?"

"I would have your gifts, should you choose to give them."

She laughed, "And if I should choose not?"

"Then I will take your fury!" He grabbed her and tried to kiss her, but she shoved him away successfully before his lips could touch hers. As he made his way towards her again, a cannonball burst through the side of the ship, sending splintered wood everywhere. A large piece of that wood skewered Sao Feng. Kate gasped, "Sao Feng!"

"Here, please," he whispered, leaning up against the wall as he lay on the floor, "Will all nine pieces of eight, you will be free," he handed her his necklace once she reached him, "You are Captain, now. Go in my place to Shipwreck Cove."

"Me?" she whispered. He grabbed her, causing her to jump a bit, "Forgive me, Calypso."

Tai Huang entered the room at that time, "What did he tell you?" he glanced as Sao Feng died, holding onto the girl's hand.

She glanced at the necklace in her hand as she stood up, "He made me Captain."

Tai Huang grew angry and ran off onto the deck. Kate followed after him and they were both grabbed by guards. "You are not my captain," he spat at her.

"Katherine?" a voice spoke up from nearby.

"James!" she cried out, running to him. He embraced her in a hug, "Thank God, you're alive! Your father will be overjoyed to know you're safe."

"My father's dead, James," she looked up at him.

"No, that can't be true, he returned to England."

Kate stepped away from him, "Did Lord Beckett tell you that?" He opened his mouth to speak, but Davy Jones had begun to wobble on the deck.

"Who among you do you name as captain?" he shouted out.

Tai Huang immediately pointed to her and she scoffed, rolling her eyes. Davy Jones looked surprised, "Captain?" He made his way up to her, "Ah, well, well," he took in her face, "Still think I'm a bullying old squid, miss?"

"Of course," she spoke calmly, "The worst."

He sneered and as he opened his mouth, James spoke first. "Tow the ship. Put the prisoners in the brig, and the captain shall have my quarters."

"Thank you," Kate locked eyes with him, "But I prefer to remain with my crew," she went to move back to them, but James caught her arm. "Katherine, I swear to you I did not know."

"Know what, James?" she whispered, "Which side you chose?" She took a deep breath and stepped backwards to her men, "Well now you do."

Once in the brig, she began her search for William's father. He should be around here somewhere. She was asking every single fishperson that walked past, but most of them just laughed. Finally, a voice spoke up; a very tired and sad voice. "Bootstrap? You know my name?" the man emerged from the wall and Kate nearly gasped, immediately saddened by the sight of Will's father.

"Yes, I know your son, Will Turner."

"William!" he laughed, "He made it, he's alive! And now he sends you to tell me that he's coming to get me," he laughed again, "Godspoons! He's on his way."

"Yes," he answered, "Will is alive and he wants to help you. He's trying his hardest."

"He can't help me," Bootstrap was immediately saddened. "He won't come."

"But you're his father," she whispered, her eyes pleading with him, "He's trying everything he can."

"I know you," he pointed at her, "He spoke of you. He can't come because of you," he whispered.

"Me?" she asked, incredulously.

"You're Elizabeth," he spoke.

"No," she shook her head, "I'm not Elizabeth. I'm her sister. I'm a…" she paused, "Friend," she winced, "Of Jack Sparrow's."

"If Jones be slain, he who slays him must die in his place," Bootstrap told her, "Captain forever. The Dutchman must always have a captain. If he saves me, he loses your sister."

"I see," she whispered, sad.

"He won't pick me," he told her, "I wouldn't pick me, if your sister looks like you. Tell him not to come. Tell him to stay away…It's too late, I'm already a part of the ship."

"Bootstrap," she whispered after he fell back into the wall.

He looked up, "You know my name."

Kate nearly cried, Will's father had lost his mind being here so long, "Yes, I know your son," she repeated.

"William! He's coming. Wait and see, he promised."

Kate stepped away and leaned on the cool bars of the cell door, holding back her tears. That was her friend's father and he was madder than Jack.

Footsteps caused her to look up and she saw James. He unlocked the door and glanced at Kate, "Come with me." She didn't move, so either did her crew. "Quickly!"

"What are you doing?" She whispered after nodding to her crew to leave.

"Choosing a side," he told her. She smiled as he led her to the back of the ship where they were towing her ship.

"Do not go to Shipwreck Cove, Beckett knows of the meeting of the Brethren," he told her, "I fear there may be a traitor among them." Kate simply nodded as her crew made their way on the ropes back to their ship.

"I had nothing to do with your father's death," he told her, sensing her sadness, "That doesn't absolve me of my other sins."

"Come with us," she said quickly, locking eyes with him. "James, come with me."

"Who goes there?" Bootstrap called from the upper deck.

"Go, I will follow," he told Kate as he pulled out his sword.

"You're lying," she looked at his face.

"Our destinies have always been entwined, Katherine, but never joined. You were a good friend. The best I've ever had," he kissed her cheek, "Go."

Kate sobbed, hugging him tightly, "James please, just come."

"Go!" he shouted, scaring her off of him, "Now! Please."

"Thank you, James," she whispered, climbing onto the ropes and crawling towards her ship. She could hear him yelling at Will's father and suddenly he cut the ropes. She held in the scream from the sudden fall and as she glanced up, Will's father stabbed James Norrington right through the stomach. "James!" she screamed out. "James, no!

One of her crewmembers pulled her back to her own ship and she made her way into the captain's cabin. The two female servants brought her new clothes and she changed, crawling into bed with a broken heart. First her father and now her friend.

Earlier that Day; Black Pearl

Jack landed on the Pearl with a grin and he watched the crew glance into the water where the rope fell. "And that was without a single drop of rum," he called their attention to where he stood on top of the Pearl. Barbossa rolled his eyes as Jack jumped down, "Send this pestilent traitorous cowhearted yeasty codpiece to the brig," he spoke of Will. They dragged him off and Elizabeth walked up, "Is that really necessary?"

"Watch it, young missy," he pointed at her, wagging his finger. He then furrowed his eyebrows, confused, "Where is your sister?"

He glanced around to see everyone on deck save the one person he wanted to see most. Elizabeth frowned as he shouted, "Where's Kate?"

"Kate took it upon herself to go with Sao Feng. She set us free, Jack," Elizabeth whispered. Her eyes were wide because of the fury in Jack's voice and eyes. His eyes were sparkling with madness and anger and his voice was at the loudest volume she'd ever heard it.

Her answer had made things worse. He was fuming now. She could almost see steam coming out of his ears as he spoke, "She sold herself over to Feng? Who thought of that?"

"Kate agreed to it herself. Barbossa began to speak of Calypso and-" Elizabeth's stuttering, soft answer was cut off by Jack screaming for Barbossa. Once he found him, he became red in the face from yelling.

"How dare you, Hector. You allowed her to go with Feng?"

"He won't harm her, Jack," Barbossa rolled his eyes, "He thinks she's a Heathen Goddess."

"But he'll try and sleep with her!" Jack shouted, his voice a higher pitch and his eyes wide. Elizabeth had followed him, hiding behind a crate to hear his fight with Barbossa.

"Oh, don't act like you're so concerned about sleeping with someone who's slept with another person now, Sparrow. God knows the wenches you've had in Tortuga."

"She's different, Hector," his voice was soft now, he'd used up a lot of energy yelling.

Elizabeth gasped from where she hid. Her sister had slept with Jack? Had it been more than once? And if so, when exactly did it start. If it had started before Jack's death, that would explain why Kate was so mad at her all of the time. She sighed, leaning against the crate, angry at herself. She had lost her father and her sister and fiancée wouldn't even talk to her.

"You love her," Barbossa spoke, his eyes narrowing as he stepped away from the ship's wheel. Cotton jumped in his place, keeping the ship steady. "Jack Sparrow," he grinned, almost tauntingly, "I never thought I'd see the day when you loved a woman."

"She's different," he repeated, glancing off at the sea. "She's unlike any woman I've ever met before."

"Even the one you told me about?" Barbossa smirked. "The one in the Spanish convent?"

Jack chuckled, "Much more better than that one. Katherine's the only one I've ever admitted to having feelings for, mate. I'm just furious that she sold herself over to Feng."

"Well, she's quite feisty, I don't think he'll get far with her," Barbossa chuckled, "Probably kill 'im. You'll see your lass soon enough, Jack Sparrow."

The Next Day; Shipwreck Cove

"Look at them all!" Pintel gasped.

"There's not been a gatherin' like this in our lifetime," Barbossa grinned as Jack frowned, "And I owe them all money."

Elizabeth laughed as she followed the men all into the structure. She glanced around, "Is Will still in the brig?"

Jack frowned, rubbing the back of his neck, "Uh, perhaps. Let's move along, shall we?"

"Where is he?"

"Oh, the bloody traitor fell overboard, move along."

Elizabeth stood frozen. What?

Barbossa called their meeting to order by banging a cannonball on the table. "As he who issued summons, I convene this, the fourth Brethren Court. To confirm your lordship and right to be heard, present now your pieces of eight, my fellow ca'pns."

Ragetti walked around with a bowl and each pirate lord put a piece of junk in it. Pintel turned to Gibbs, "Those aren't pieces of eight! They're just pieces of junk!"

"Aye, the original plan was to use nine pieces of eight to bind Calypso, but when the first court met the brethren were to a one, skint broke."

"So change the name," Pintel scrunched up his face.

"To what?" Gibbs asked, "'Nine pieces of whatever we happened to have in our pockets at the time'? Oh yes, that sounds very piratey," he raised both eyebrows up.

Barbossa called Ragetti over to him and smacked him on the head so hard that his wooden eye came out. He threw it into the bowl as well.

Someone cried out Sparrow and Barbossa glanced at him. He was touching the coin that lay on his bandanna. "Might I point out that we are still short on pirate lord," he'd been searching the entire place for a sign of his lass and there was none. "And I'm as content as a cucumber to wait until Sao Feng joins us," he grinned. He really just wanted to wait until Kate was there.

"Sao Feng is dead," a familiar voice rang out. All heads turned as Katherine Swann stabbed the globe, which held all of the other pirate lords' swords. "He fell to the Flying Dutchman."

"Kate!" Jack grinned. He then frowned, confused, "He made you Captain?"

"Listen. Our location has been betrayed. Jones is under the command of Lord Beckett, they're on their way here."

"Who is this betrayer?" Gentleman Jocard questioned.
"Not likely anyone among us," Barbossa defended their group.

"Where's Will?" Kate asked, glancing at Elizabeth who stood alone. Jack smirked, "Not among us."

"And it matters not how they found us. The question is what will we do now that they have?"

"We fight," Elizabeth cried out from where she stood. Kate raised her eyebrows. Fight? Well, she supposed it might work…or kill them all. She nodded, "We must fight."

Mistress Cheng began to laugh, "Shipwreck Cove is a fortress… a well supplied fortress. There is no need to fight if they cannot get to us."

"There is a third course," Barbossa brought up, "In another age, at this very spot, the first court captured the sea goddess and bound her in her bones. That was a mistake. Oh, we tamed the seas for ourselves, aye, but opened the door to Beckett and his ilk. Better were the days when mastery of seas came not from bargains struck with eldritch creatures, but from the sweat of a man's brow and the strength of his back. You know this to be true. Gentlemen, ladies, we must free Calypso!"

"Shoot him!" a pirate cried.

"Cut out his tongue," Jocard added.

"Shoot him and cut out his tongue, then shoot his tongue," Jack grinned, his arm slipping around Kate's waist, "And trim that scraggly beard.

Tai Huang spoke up, "Sao Feng would have agreed with Barbossa."

"Calypso was our enemy then," Jocard told him, "And she will be our enemy now."

"And it's not likely her mood's improved," Captain Chevalle spoke up.

"I would still agree with Sao Feng," Another lord spoke, "We release Calypso."

"You threaten me?" Chevalle glanced to the gun the pirate had left on the table.

"I silence you!" he answered, jumping at Chevalle. All hell began to break loose. Kate whispered, "This is madness."

"This is politics," Jack whispered into her ear, leaning down and kissing her cheek quickly, "My little captain…"

She blushed, "Meanwhile our enemies are bearing down upon us."

"If they not be here already," Barbossa glanced at her.

Barbossa jumped up onto the table holding a chain shot in one hand. The two cannonballs hung in front of his pelvic region and Kate raised an eyebrow as he shot his pistol in the air. All of the fighting ceased immediately. "It was the first court what imprisoned Calypso," Barbossa yelled, "And we will be the ones to set her free! And in her gratitude she will see fit to grant us boons."

"Whose boons?" Jack spoke up, slinking away from Kate and glancing up at Hector from behind, making a face at the cannonballs he held, "Your boons? Utterly deceptive twaddlespeak says I."

"If you have a better alternative, please, share," Barbossa gestured.

"Cuttlefish," Jack smirked. Everyone looked at one another confused as he continued. Kate grabbed Elizabeth by the elbow and yanked her towards herself. A pirate had been leering at her sister for far too long.

"You're alright?" Elizabeth whispered.

"Yes, and you?"

"Yes," Elizabeth smiled. She knew her sister was still mad at her, but they were after all, the only family they had left.

"Let us not, dear friends," Jack continued on, "Forget our…dear friends, the cuttlefish. Flippant glorious little sausages. Pen 'em up together and they'll devour each other without a second thought. Human nature, isn't it? Or…fish nature." He had been moving along the table of pirate lords and he stopped here to rest his hands on Mistress Cheng's shoulders. "So yes, we could hole up here well provisioned and well armed and half of us would be dead within the month. Which seems grim to me any way you can slice it. Or," Her guards pulled their guns, but did not pull them on him. He moved along again. "As my learned colleague so naively suggests we could release Calypso and we could pray that she will be merciful. I rather doubt it. Can we in fact pretend that she is anything other than a woman scorned like which fury hell hath no? We cannot. Res ipso loquitur tabula in naufragio, we are left with one option. I agree with, and I cannot believe this is comin' out of me mouth," he grinned, "Captain Swann. We must fight."

"You've only ever run from a fight," Barbossa rolled his eyes.

"I have not!"

"You have too!"

"Have not!"

"Oh no, not this again," Kate mumbled, already bringing her hand up to massage her temples. She could feel the migraine coming.

"You have too!"

"Have not!"

"You have too, and you know it!"

"Have not, slander and calumny," he smirked, continuing so Barbossa couldn't yell again. "I have only embraced that oldest and noblest of pirate traditions. I submit here and now, that is what we all must do. We must fight…to run away."

"Aye!" Gibbs cried.

"As per the code, an act of war, and this be exactly that, can only be declared by the pirate king."

"You made that up," Jack pouted.

"Did I now? I call on Captain Teague," Barbossa smirked, "Keeper of the code."

Kate noticed the shock on Jack's face and furrowed her eyebrows together. Why was he so afraid of this pirate in particular?

"Sesumbhajee proclaims this all to be folly!" a assistant of said pirate lord exclaimed, "Hang the code! Who cares-" He was cut off by a gun shot and he fell down, dead. Elizabeth's eyes widened.

"Code is law," a new voice, deeper than anyone else's, spoke up from the small stairs. A man stood by the doorway, the gun still smoking. He made his way to the table and as he stood behind Jack, Kate's eyes widened. He looked almost exactly like Jack.

His hair was done in braids and dreadlocks, covered in beads and trinkets. He also had a hat on with a rather large feather. He even had a little goatee like Jack's, she noticed with a small smile.

"You're in my way, boy," he muttered to Jack who scurried out of his father's way. Two incredibly old pirates made their way to the table, carrying a large book.

"The code," Pintel whispered. Kate's head turned to face Jack's crew.

"As set forth by Morgan and Bartholomew," Ragetti spoke up as well. Kate smiled at his eye patch and motioned to her own eye before giving him a wink and a smile. He grinned and she turned back to face the end of the table where Jack stood behind his father. Captain Teague whistled and a very familiar dog bounded forward.

"Smithy!" Kate nearly cried out, grinning. Teague looked up at her and followed her gaze to the dog who yipped happily, dropping the keys in Teague's hand before running towards the girl.

"How did…?" Ragetti frowned.

"Sea turtles, mate," he shrugged, unlocking the book. Kate was on the floor, petting the mongrel dog, "Oh, you beautiful creature, you brilliant dog," she was scratching his ear. Elizabeth chuckled.

"Barbossa is right," Teague finally spoke up.

"Hang on a minute," Jack shuffled in closer to read the code, "It shall be the duty of the king to declare war, parlay with the said adversaries…fancy that," he tapped the book.

"There's not been a king since the first court," Chevalle spoke up. Kate popped up finally leaving the dog alone, "And that's not likely to change."

"Not likely," Teague muttered, walking away.

"Why not?" Elizabeth frowned.

"Because the king is elected by popular vote," Gibbs told her.
"And each pirate only ever votes for hisself," Barbossa added. Kate rolled her eyes, of course they did. Pirates were a selfish lot.

"I call for a vote," Jack grinned.

"I vote for Ammand, the corsair," Captain Ammand spoke up.

"Capitan Chevalle, the penniless French man," Chevalle voted. Kate grinned at his accent. It was so cute.

"SeSumbhajee votes for SeSumbhajee," the captain's other, living, assistant voted for him.

"Mistress Cheng," she stood up angrily.

"Gentleman Jocard," the captain nodded.

Kate shrugged, realizing the line had gotten down to her, "Katherine Swann."

"Barbossa," he grinned.

"Villanueva!"

"Katherine Swann." All heads turned to face Jack.

She smiled, "I- what?"

"Curious, isn't it?" he winked at her.

Teague looked up, still playing his guitar, at his son the second he voted for the girl. His eyes darted over to the girl who was smiling at his son. He looked her over once more, smirking in approval. She looked to be from some sort of well to do family who was thrown into the mix. He guessed the other girl next to her was her sister from the way she was grinning.

When Jack had winked at her, the girl's smile grew. Teague smirked wider, he had known of his son's conquests in Tortuga, the many nameless women. But this girl, the first girl he seemed to have feelings for, ironically ended up here at Shipwreck Cove.

"Why didn't you vote for me?" Jocard yelled at Jack. All of the pirates began to argue and Jack stepped up, "Am I to understand that you lot will not be keeping to the code, then?"

Teague broke the string on his guitar, causing the room to go silent. All of the pirates glanced at him.

"Very well," Mistress Cheng spoke up. "Well, what say you, Captain Swann? King of the Brethren Court?"

The girl smirked, leaning an arm on her sister's shoulder, "Prepare every vessel that floats. At dawn," her smirk grew, "We're at war."

"And so," SeSumbhajee spoke up in his high voice. Everyone glanced at him, eyes wide, "We shall go to war!"

Barbossa signaled to Ragetti to hide his hat filled with the pieces of eight. The pirates began to celebrate.

"What?" Jack turned to his father who was smirking up at him, "You've seen it all, done it all…you survived. That's the trick, isn't it? To survive."

"It's not just about living forever, Jackie," his father looked up, "The trick is, living with yourself, forever."

"How's mum?"

His father held up a shrunken head and Jack winced, "She looks great!"

"She would've liked to see you with that one, Jackie," Teague grinned slyly, "Don't even deny it boy, I saw the way the two of ya look at each other."

Jack looked down. That was the one department he had never followed his father in. He tried to be like his dad in every way possible, but he never fell in love like his father had with his mother. Until now.

"I'm proud of ye, Jackie," Teague continued, waking Jack from his thoughts, "She's good lookin'."

Jack grinned, "Aye, she is, isn' she?" he glanced over to where Kate was drinking out of a bottle of rum as she sang and laughed with Gibbs and Elizabeth.

"I want to meet her," Teague spoke up again, firmly. Jack glanced at him, eyes wide. Oh, bugger.