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-Captain Autumn-

"Captain?"

I didn't answer. I just stared at the table that now had little nicks in it from where I had been digging my dagger into it. I blew the candle out, allowing the smoke to fly up into the room and disappear, before I began digging the dagger back into the table.

I heard a long sigh from outside the room. I could understand why he was upset. But I'm upset too. "Will, son. It's been three days." He said from outside the door. I turned to look at the door, as if I could see thru it. When I realized that I couldn't, I looked back down at the V shaped cuts that covered the table. "Son, please come out. You're worrying us."

"It's my fault." They can say whatever they want to say. But I believed that it was my fault. After she had gotten back on to the Empress that night, I followed her...I shouldn't have yelled at her. I shouldn't have...

But I did.

Why?

I was scared of losing her. But now look where it got me. I still lost her. You can never win, Turner. Never.

"Son, it's not your fault. Come on out." He sounded tired. Which, he probably was. He had to take over my job as captain for the last few days, and I knew it was tiring him out. Sighing, I reluctantly got up from the chair, and fastened my sword back into my belt, before opening the door and coming face to face with my father. He looked at me for a moment with those eyes that I recognized as my own. Keeping his gaze on me, he smiled and said, "She'll be alright."

"I feel weird about this whole thing." I whispered as I followed him upstairs. "Say what you want, but when it comes to her..." I stopped. Even though he was looking at me, he must have heard in my voice that I stopped, because he turned around and faced me, waiting for me to continue. Leaning against the ship's wall as it rocked, I said, "It's stupid of me...but, I know when she's in danger or not." My dad smiled, laughing I said, "Is that weird?"

"No." Davy said. Both my father and I jumped since we hadn't seen him behind him. "Keeper of your heart binds you to that person. It's not weird that you feel this since-" He stopped. I knew that he was going to say something about Calypso. Things have been very tense between them. Especially since the Empress was found ashore and Elle gone. "It's just not weird." Davy finished, walking past us and on up the stairs.

She led people to believe that she was immortal. She was, but not entirely. Like me, she could only die if someone pierced her heart. And that's the very thing that I was afraid. As of right now, I wouldn't put anything past Barbossa.

"We'll find her, Will. We will." I could only hope. But for my father's sake, I smiled up at him reassuringly. Then, I followed him up deck to see the person that I really didn't want to see at that moment, and apparently he didn't want to see me. Grant, who had now come to stand beside my father, rolled his dark eyes and said, "I think it's time for you two boys to have a little chat."

Jack sent his father a warning look, but that was Grant's final word. I took a glance at my own father to see him doing the same. Jack was the first to give in, and said, "Fine, William." He walked past me, not really waiting for me. Groaning, I followed behind the person that I hated so much sometimes.

Leaning against the railing, he said in a matter-of-fact voice, "You're wrong, you know."

"What would I be wrong about, Jack?" I asked him, coming to stand beside him. I may have been looking at him, but he wasn't looking at me. He smiled with a laugh as he finally turned his gaze to mine, "About me and Ellie."

"I know what I saw-"

"You saw nothing." Jack said, turning to face me. "Bloody 'ell, Turner! She's in love with you. Are you that blind, eunuch?" I rolled my eyes at that comment causing him to smile, letting me know that that was the esact reaction that he wanted. "All she does it talk about you. She's constantly staring at you -not in the Sara Creepy You Want To Throw The Wench Over Board Way- but in the "Oh, Will! I love you!" way" He stopped his very good impression of Elle to see me smiling. I couldn't help it. He smiled to and said, "She's not in love with me, Will. I know what she's like when she's in love with me and she's not."

"I'm sorry, Jack."

"Don't be. And don't keep blaming yourself that Captain ScruffyBeard took her captive. It's as much my fault as it is yours." Jack glanced over at me, and I gave a slight nod to let him know that I understood. When we were silent for a moment, before I got up the courage to ask him a question I had wanted to ask him for so many years.

"What happened with you and Elizabeth? Really?"

Jack sighed, letting me know that this was obviously a subject he hated bringing up. And knowing Elle, she probably had been bothering him about it since I told her, "There's nothing to tell, William. Just the fact that she told me that you and her where no more and that-"

"Did you not realize that we were together?"

"Will, no. I may be a pirate, but I don't go around with my former first mate's girl, alright?" I was actually shocked at Jack's answer. It was just so unlike Jack. He turned back to the sea as he said, "She lied to me. I wanted to tell you, but she said that she would. She never did, until that kiss..." Jack looked unfocused when he said that, "Kind of ended it all. Saw her for the person that she really was. Like I said, I may be a pirate, but even I would never do what she did."

When I was silent, in thought, Jack said, "I'm sorry I never told you."

"Don't be." I said, truthfully with a smile up at him. "That was in the past, it doesn't matter. All that matters now is that we find Elle."

"Aye." Jack said, sending me a smile as he said, " Nice to have you back on my side, Turner." As he brushed past me, he stopped, not looking at me as he asked with a voice full of amusment, "Waiting until you're married then, are you?" When I didn't answer, clearly because I was shocked that he even knew that, Jack spun around and said with a smirk, "Now, William. Where's the fun in that?"

I stood there, gapping at him, as he pulled a rum bottle out (from God knows where) and raised it to his lips. Humming a very familiar tune, he bounced (No, I'm not lying...bounced) down the deck. Rolling my eyes, I stared back at the ocean, Hoping that she was alright.

"Will?" My father's voice called out from behind me. I turned to see him holding the chest. I had this weird feeling come over me as I took it from his hands. He stood there, watching me for a moment as I stared at the chest that I was holding in my hands. "She has the key." I whispered, for no one really to hear. My father put a hand on my shoulder, and was about to say something, when Tia interrupted us.

"I don't feel her. " She was saying to Grant. Jack's once amused filled face was not completely gone as he stared at the goddesss in complete horror. Tears were streaming down Tia's face as she said again, "She's not there. I don't feel her."

I fell back into the wall, still clutching the chest. My vision was impared, but that was probably because of the tears what were filling my eyes now. I heard my father and Jack say something to me, but the next thing I know, everything went black.

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"Mrs. Turner." Ah, there's no need in correcting this mad man. He'll only continue to call me that even after I correct him for the 100th time in the last three bloody days that I've been here. Leaning against the chair that I was sitting in, I calmly looked up into the man that had already tried to kill me five times in a period of just a few months.

"Yes, Captain?" I asked him in that sweet, yet completely fake, voice that had Jack laughing every time I used it. Since I had been a part of Barbossa's crew, as you recall, when dear ol' Jack traded me, Barbossa clearly was on to most of my tricks. Barbossa shot me a glare with his clouded-grey eyes. A look that could send chills down your spine.

"Don't be thinkin' that you're goin' to be able to smart yourself out of this one, love. Not going to happen." He said, leaning across the dinner table. I picked up my wine and drank a bit of it, surprised by the way it burned my throat. When I gave a nervous glance to him, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, there be no sense in killin' ya." He got up from the table, and strolled over to the other side of the cabin. Rolling my emerald eyes, I stared down at the wine glass, as small bubbles floated to the top.

I knew everyone was worrying. No doubt my insane mother was running about the ship yelling she couldn't 'sense' me or something along the lines of that. Well, apparently Barbossa was alot smarter than we all thought. Surprise there.

He told me to cut off that power. You know, the power that allows my mother to sense where I'm at.

Wonder where he heard that on from?

He placed a hand on each of my shoulders as he leaned down and hissed in my ear, "You're husband is as good as dead. Along with your ex-fiancee..." Not really wanting to ask him at that moment how he knew Jack was my fiancee at one time (and also not correcting him that Will wasn't my husband) I asked him, "You've got the key, don't you?"

Barbossa laughed as he moved to stare down at me, letting me know that he was just waiting for me to ask him that question. "Of course."

"Then why do you need me? You know where the key is! Just go get the damn thing." I said, trying to stand up. He placed his arms on either shoulder again, and pushed me back down into my seat as he said, "That's just the thing. You know good and well that your mother put a charm on it, making it's power go away. I don't know where the bloody thing is, thanks to her. So, that's where you come in."

Once he figured out that I wasn't going to move again (that's what he thought), he got up, and offered me an apple. When I shook my head, he bit into it as the juice from it ran down his chin. Disguted, I looked up at him, waiting for him to continue. He smirked down at me and said, "When the heroic Mister Turner finds that his love is gone, he and that damned Sparrow will come to your rescue. I'll trade the chest for your safety, and then kill all of you." He smiled as he leaned down just inches away from my face, as he hissed sending a smell of apples and wine in my nose, "That's why there be no need in killin' ya...yet."

I smirked up at him and said in that same sweet, and innoccent voice, "Captain Barbossa..."

'Yes, darlin'?"

"I'm not your typical damsel in distress." I said, leaning closer to him. Ah, mother alwaus told me not to use my feminine wiles to get what I want...Sorry, Mother. He leaned closer to me as he whispered, "You're not?"

"Sorry to disappoint you." I kicked him...ahem...and sent him back against the wall as I ade a run for it. Screaming for his crew to follow after me, I grabbed the key that was dangling on the wall. "Damn it..." I mumbled when my night gown got caught on the door. Sighing, I took out my sword from under my gown, where else is a girl to put it?, and I cut the bottom of it off. "Oh, Father is going to kill me." I whispered to myself as I, and my short gown, ran out to the decks. All of the crew started running after me, so I stopped momentarily and asked to myself, 'What would Jack do?'

"Dead end, Mrs. Turner." Barbossa said, smirking, as he appeared out of his cabin. "Whatever are you going to do now?"

Cannon...rope...Perfect Jack.

"This." I kicked the cannon so that it spun around and knocked against a beam that was holding a lantern. The lantern fell down and knocked against the cannon, sending it sparking...this is stupid. Where the hell am I going to go? Ah, longboat. The cannon started to smoke, so I ran past them and jumped into the longboat. "Tah!" I said, smiling as I did so. Damn, I'm an idiot.

The longboat sure enough flew into the air once the cannon collided with the beam that it was hanging from. Screaming, I finally gained composure when I lowered it to the ground using those powers that I'm not suppossed to be using since...You know... Now, I know what you're thinking, "How the hell are you (in a bloody longboat) going to outrun The Evil Rose?" Goddess power, darling.

I put my hands on the back of the boat, and beams shot out of my hands sending me flying, not literally this time, past The Evil Rose...key in hand...smiling as I heard a cursing Barbossa yell after me.

After hours of riding, I finally came to a small town. Sighing out of relief, I pulled the longboat to the docks and hopped out of it, tucking the key away safely. I looked out to the horizon, hopping to see those oh-so familar black sails coming to get me, but I didn't. Turning away, I walked down the shores.

Goodness, I don't even want to know what the bloody hell I look like, though I was getting...erm...looks from old fishermen on the seas. Judging by the looks of their dark skin, I was probably somewhere down in the Jamaican islands. Considering that I was on my way to London, I had no idea how I mangaged to end up here. Didn't want to aks though, really didn't care. I was safe...for now...

But that also meant that Jack and Will were on their way to find me. And that couldn't end well. I sat on a dock, swinging my legs back and forth, hooking the key on the chain that had the key to Will's heart on it. Glancing back at the horizon, I heard footsteps coming from behind me. Preparing myself, of course, for it to be one of the gapping fishermen.

"Well, well, well. Never thought I'd see the day." I could judge by the way she said that that she was smiling. I recognized that voice at once, and immediatley turned to her smiling face. Smiling myself, I said, "Anamaria."

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-Captain Autumn-