Ok. Hi. Not much to say. Oh, I like Anamaria, but I don't know her very well (That sounded weird) so this chapter, don't pick on me if the Anamaria-ness sucks. :-)

We all know the drill: I love reviews, so review, I will update, I DO NOT OWN POTC, blah blah blah, lets just get to the story. :-)

Soon after Rebecca had left, Anamaria had come to take over for Jack.

"Now ya can go drink to yer hearts content." She said smiling. Jack swaggered downstairs to the "rum-room", as he called it. He grabbed a bottle and sat against the wall.

Why was she so curious about me compass? Jack thought. That was all he thought about their conversation. He was soon so drunk, his thoughts were scrambled, and he passed out on the ground.

Rebecca was back sitting in the cabin. It was morning now, but she hadn't slept at all, she was too busy thinking. Jack had said the compass could point to anyone.

What if it pointed to...no, that's not possible. It probably only works on pirates...but he said anyone holding it...

All sorts of thought were buzzing in her head.

Maybe I should just go up on deck, the fresh air might be nice...and I could maybe ask Jack about his compass...

Rebecca walked over to the door and unlocked it; she had locked it last night. She walked out onto the now busy upper deck, and almost ran into Will.

"'Morning." He said as he rushed past.

"What are you doing?" Rebecca asked.

"Trying to find Jack, why?" He asked. Rebecca followed him.

"Why are you "findin'" Jack? Don't ya know where he is?" Rebecca asked.

"If I did, I wouldn't have to be looking for him, now would I? Why don't ya help?" Will suggested.

"Good idea. Send me to look around a huge pirate ship for the captain." She said sarcasticaly.

"Well, do ya want locked back in your cabin?" He asked. "Look around. He has to be around somewhere." Will rushed away. Rebecca turned and walked back below deck. This would also be a good time to explore.

Grrrrrrrr.

And a good time to look for food. She hadn't eaten in almost day. She peeked in every room, and saw one filled with bottles of rum. She walked in, maybe Jack was in there. Sure enough, she found him sleeping on the floor, with a bottle of rum.

How nice, the captain gets drunk and falls asleep.

She was just about to wake him up, when she saw the compass sticking out slightly of his pocket.

Maybe I could just borrow it, it might point to a port or something, I know the general directions...

She picked the compass out of his pocket, with out looking at it held it. The one person she was looking for for the past 12 years was about to be revealed. She forced herself to look down.

What?

She stood up and walked in a circle, the compass pointed in the same direction. She walked around the room, still the same place.

My father is...

WOO HOO! Now, I can REALLY shake things up, maybe it point elsewhere, ha. What if it pointed to a bottle of rum. :-) Messed up. Ok, thanks to me reviewers:

alexwacrap

mypirateJack

Annie the Caribbean Pirate

Mrs. St. John Allerdyce

Eye of the Eagle

Sorry about the short chapter, but I will update soon!