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Philip woke up to the smell of salt and sweat with a noise of a screeching chatter. He slightly opened his eyes and found a grey monkey with sharp fangs dangling above him. Philip fell from his hammock and hit the wooden floor with a thud.

He clutched his abdomen and hissed in pain. He slowly looked around the lower deck and released it was empty; except for the monkey, which was going up the stairs.

Philip groaned as he stood up slowly and staggered his way to the upper deck. The last thing he remembered was laying on the shores waiting for his death as he thought of Syrena.

He took light steps towards the stairs as he followed the path of the monkey to the upper deck. He squinted his eyes as the sun hit him. When his eyes adjusted to the light he realized that there was no one on board.

Was he in a boat alone? That couldn't be possible. Someone has brought him here, but who?

"The lad is awake Captain Sparrow"

Philip turned around and saw an old man that looked familiar and next to him was standing Jack Sparrow with his hands on the steering wheel. Jack Sparrow, a man that Sam was definitely familiar with.

He looked around and realized the ship was slightly similar to the Queen Anne's Revenge that once belonged to Blackbeard, but this ship was slightly smaller and hand no zombies or skeletons about.

It then hit him that he was on a ship, in the middle of an ocean, held as a captive, and possibly heading towards another journey to death. Philip snapped out of his thoughts and walked towards Jack and Gibbs.

"Where are you taking me?" he asked

"Mr. Gibbs is this sailor talking to me," said Jack as he ignored Philip and looked at Gibbs.

"I believe so Captain," replied Gibbs

"Mr. Gibbs ye should learn the crew some manners when they address me," said Jack as he was gesturing with his hand

Philip looked around at the "crew" Jack was referring to and found no one on board except the three of them and a monkey.

"I demand an explanation –"

Before Philip could continue Gibbs smacked the younger man's head with the back of his hand.

"You should address him as Captain" said Gibbs sternly

Philips head throbbed as he placed a hand at the back of his neck. He closed his eyes for a second and an image of Syrena flashed through him. He immediately snapped his eyes open and placed his hand on his wound.

"Captain, how far are we from White Cap Bay?" croaked Philip

"We are…Mr. Gibbs! How far are we from White Cap Bay?" said Jack as he wasn't sure himself.

Mr. Gibbs took hold of the map and inspected it before he replied, "We are days away from it, but we are getting closer to Tortuga. Once were there, we can gather a crew and some supplies before we head off".

Jack nodded his head in delight as he took hold of the steering wheel, while Philip ran a hand through his hair. He needed to go back.

A part of him knew that there would be a slight chance he could see Syrena again, but none-the-less he would still risk it.

"We have to go back," said Philip

Jack looked at him startled at then looked at Gibbs who shared the same look of surprise.

"Could you repeat that?" asked Jack

"I have to go back to White Cap Bay" said Philip confidently

Jack and Gibbs looked at one another again before they burst into laughter. Philip frowned and gazed at them, realizing that he might not have a chance.

"You have to go back, but we don't," laughed Jack

"Then at least give me a longboat and I should be out of your way" pleaded Philip

"You know what I should give you instead…Mr. Gibbs!" said Jack as he snapped his fingers

Gibbs approached Philip with a mop and a bucket filled with dirty water and pushed it to Philips hands.

"You could start mopping the deck" smiled Jack

Philip clenched his fist and gritted his teeth. He would hold in his anger for now and with the help of God, he would find a way back to Syrena.

"While ye at it, find a way to get rid of the monkey," said Jack as he looked at the dangling monkey with disgust.

Meanwhile in the ocean far away, she watched the ship sail further and further.

"Is this what you want?" asked Tamara her older sister

She couldn't answer that since she wasn't sure herself. She knows it's going to be dangerous and risky, but she needed to see Philip. It's a sudden urge in her that she couldn't explain it to anyone, especially her sisters since they hunt and kill Philip's kind.

"I don't know," she honestly replied

"Is he what you want?" asked Tamara

"I just need to know that he is okay" she said

"You healed him"

"That's not enough" she replied hesitantly, "I need to know he is safe"

"You have fallen for him" her sister moved in front of her and blocked the view of the ship.

She held her composure in front of her sister and tried to hide her emotions, but she knew it was vivid in her sister's eyes.

"He calls me Syrena" she whispered softly with longing in her eyes.

A small smile formed on Tamara's face as she pulled her sister closer and placed a kiss on her forehead.

"Then go Syrena" smiled Tamara

She smiled before she hugged her sister tightly.

"If you are in trouble, you know how to call us," said Tamara

She nodded obediently as they broke the hug. They gave one another one last smile before Tamara dove down the ocean. She looked back at the ship that was getting further away and let her finger trace her lips lightly; remembering the feeling of his lips on hers.

I'm coming Philip.

Next chapter would be more Syrena and Philip interactions and an adventure for the couple.