Previously;

"Governor, there is a visitor for you." John's voice boomed across the grave silent room. My farther nodded and excused himself.

Then, I was stuck in a room with one individual who knew everything about me. From the look in her eye, she wanted answers and now.

Bella

"Where have you been today Bella?" Elizabeth's expression was extremely sober and worried. "I was half out of my wits. Then with the parade and Jack Sparrow-" I dropped my fork and looked up sharply.

"What about Jack?" Her eyes held that mysterious glaze.

"You know the pirate? He's been put into custody. Will helped bring him in." I scoffed and crossed my arms. Of course William did. He was a goody two shoes. "Is there something wrong with Will?"

"Nothing. Just that neither of you seems to want to actually move on in your relationship." Elizabeth stood quickly shaking her head.

"We have no relationship."

"Because neither of you will talk to the other! Just tell him how you feel!" I began shouting after her, following her train to the foot of the stairs.

"There is no relationship because I deem it unnecessary and irresponsible!"

"You two have been prancing around each other since the day on the ship."

"Then it appears we shall be prancing some more!" She stormed upstairs until all I could see and hear of her was the angry clacking of shoes.

Jack

Captain Jack Sparrow sat in his cell pondering over useless things. Weather, what day it was, how many rats there were in the prison, where his ship was. The Black Pearl was under the command of Barbossa now. Isabella was probably with him, getting it on with skeleton man. Jack shivered at the mere thought. A cannon hole suddenly burst through the cell next to him.

"Sorry mate, some things are just meant to be." A man with one leg smiled at Jack and jumped through the hole. Jake returned the smile which fell into a frown.

"I know those cannons." He glanced through the small hole in the wall and saw the Black Pearl. Her sails ripped and torn, she looked good as ever. And then squinting, Jack could see Barbossa at her helm. The bloody man! Jack shook with furry and deemed it his duty to escape.

"Here doggy, doggy!" He held out the bone wiggling it in his hand. The poor dog hesitantly moved forward two paces. The keys in his mouth jingled and swayed. He began moving slowly forward.

"That's right you mangy mutt. Bring the keys to Jackie." Jack wiggled the bone some more as the dog stopped. He looked towards the stairwell and scampered off in the opposite direction. Seconds later a guard came tumbling down the stairs. Dead of course. Two pirates followed; members of his loyal crew, now turned mutinous.

"Well, well, well. Look what the cat threw up." They stood outside Jack's cell staring at him.

"I would say it was a pleasure to see you both, but my mother raised me with no manners." The two pirates laughed and stared at Jack. "So is the curse true?" They stopped laughing. The one with dreadlocks passed his hand through the bars and gripped Jack's throat. He moved forward until his arm rested in the moonlight. The bones shone bright white through the tattered cloth covering them.

"Interesting." The pirate let go of Jack's neck, turned and left. "Very interesting."

Bella

"Parley." The word resounded across the boat and crew. Elizabeth looked at me shocked. She had never seen me in this light.

"Miss Isabella. It's a pleasure to see you again." Barbossa stood before me holding his hat in his hand. The big black pirate forced Elizabeth forward, making her stand beside me. I grasped her hand intertwining our fingers.

"I declare a state of parley for both Elizabeth and I. I expect my dress is still here?" He nodded and led us to his cabin. Hanging on a hook was my crimson dress and a fresh one for Elizabeth. He left us and I changed waiting for Elizabeth.

"How can you comply so easily?" I unlaced her corset and shimmed it over her head.

"It is easier to comply then to not. Barbossa and I have an understanding. You must change. If you don't wear the dress your choice is dinning with the crew naked." She grimaced in disgust and undressed placing the dress on. A knock on the door followed with Barbossa entering the room.

"Come with me." His voice was solemn, almost making it seems as though he was said to have us there.

The Apples. The Green Apples. The Fresh Green Apples. Those green apples looked so delicious. So very delicious. So tempting. I lifted one out of the bowl and placed it against my lips. I tasted the flesh, a sour surprise underneath all its beauty. Biting in to it juice spilled down my chin. Luscious heavenly juice filled with bitter undertones.

And then I began to choke. In that minute I wasn't sure if I actually was pretending. If so, this had to be one of my most theatrical endeavours. My hand clasped my throat. The apple rolled onto the floor left forgotten. I soon followed throwing myself onto the floor. The piece of apple that had been lodged in my throat came free and I continued to 'choke'.

Elizabeth stood and shouted at Barbossa. "Don't laugh! She's dying." Barbossa's chortles told me he had foreseen my plans. I drew in a deep breath, sat up and glared at Barbossa. I stood and straightened out my dress.

"Since that didn't work, I shall just have to endure your company for the rest of the evening." I slid another apple into my hand and began chewing on it. Elizabeth stared at me wide eyed with shock.

"Miss Bella, if you would please stop wasting my apples." Just to be kind, I emptied the bowl into my pocket and smirked at Barbossa.

"Of course Captain. I might inquire if the birds like green apples." I left his quarters and strode on the deck. The skeleton crew worked their shifts paying no heed to me.

Oh Jack. Where the hell are you?

Sorry for being such a bad person.

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