OK. So, I've got the nexy five chappies written, and everytime I get five quick, I'll post 'em.
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I'm sick, so for the next few days if I keep getting my five reviews quick, then I'll keep posting these chappies, but I
don't know how much I'll be able to post next week...
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-Captain Autumn-

-- The Lyrics are to the song 'Drink to Me Only With Thine Eyes. I'm singing this song for my vocal
class and thought that it was pretty. Anways, in some twisted way, it'll fit in. I'll make it.
So, yeah...no copyright thingy intended...so, don't sue --
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That night, after I had changed, I sat in front of the fire wrapped in a blanket and trying to ring out my wet curls since I had just washed it. A few minutes later, Ana came up to me and handed me a cup of tea. Smiling at her, I took it, and she sat across from me sipping her own.

"So, William Turner then?" I felt a blush creep on to my cheeks when she said his name. Obviously seeing this, she smiled even bigger and said, "He's a fine man for you, Mickey." I wrinkled my nose at my nickname that I was called when I was just a child and said to her, "I know. I'm very lucky..." I trailed off as I said, "I'm just scared that I've lost him."

"Oh, darlin'." Ana said in a comforting, motherly tone. She rested her tea on beside her and said, "You didn't lose him."

I watched the flames dance in the fire place as I whispered to her, "Ana, don't try and make me feel better. You should have seen his face. I mean, it was awful. I hate seeing him like that and knowing that I was the cause." I turned my emerald gaze to meet her own brown ones. I was fighting so hard to hold my tears back, but it was no use. Wordlessly, but with a sigh, Ana pulled me over to her, and began braiding my wet locks as she said in that same tone, "I knew him before. When he was with Elizabeth. It takes a lot to lose him." She gently continued braiding my hair back as she said, "Once he's in love, that's that."

"I know." I whispered, "But I still feel completely awful."

She laughed as she pulled more of my hair back and tightly, yet gently, continued braiding, "Darin', you had too much rum is all. I know what it does to you, thankfully, you have morals." She said 'morals' with a laugh. "Unlike Jack who would have probably taken advantage of the whole situation if you had let him. Speaking of which, how is he? Haven't seen him in over a hundred years. Wow, it's amazin'. I can't believe how quickly time flies when you're-"

"Immortal?" She laughe to let me know that I was right. "Speaking of which, how have you been?"

She made a snort noise as she finished my braid. I took the mirror that was lying on the ground and smiled at the gorgeous braid she had made down the back of my head. Placing the mirror back down, I looked at her waiting for an answer. She shrugged and said, "Price you pay for selling your soul to the devil, I suppose."

Years ago, she left the Pearl's crew. She grew very sick, and when she was on the verge of dying, she sold her soul to Blackbeard. No one speaks of him, which is understandable. He was always said to be the devil in human form. I wouldn't doubt it. When I was only 15, Jack and I came across him. It was honestly like hell, but somehow we managed (like always) to get away safely.

But, this time, I didn't think that Jack could use his wits against Barbossa. Let's face it, the man's a mad man.

She saw me playing with the key and she asked me, "You're really worried, aren't you?" When I nodded, she said to me with a smile, wrapping her arms back around me, "If it makes you feel any better, how about me and you set off to find them in the mornin', aye?"

I beamed up at her and said, "Really?"

"Really, darlin'. Now, go get some sleep, alright?"

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"Son? Will? Can you hear me?" Groggily I opened my eyes to see my father staring worriedly down at me. With a sigh of relief, he said to me, "Son, had you not had the chest, I would have been worried to death thinking someone had stabbed it!" I tried to sit up, but both Jack and my father pushed me back down on my bed.

"Damn..." I groaned as I put both hands on my throbbing head. "What the hell happened to me?" Jack smirked, as he came to stand beside me and said, "Mate, you completely died up there-"

"-you passed out." Bootstrap said, sending a glare at Jack who just shrugged it off and kept smiling at me. Rolling my eyes, and groaning as my head throbbed again, I said, "I've got to get back-" I sat back up, only to be pushed back down by Jack and my father. Jack shook his head and said, "That wouldn't be the best thing, mate. Don't you remember? You tried that about an hour ago and-..."

He didn't have to finish. I just raised my hand up to silence him. I had the feeling that Jack would have kept going, but since my father glared at him once more, Jack smiled and turned away, mumbling something to himself under his breath. My father out an hand on my shoulder and said, "Don't worry. Grant and I are taking over for you. Get some rest."

And with that, he walked out of my cabin, leaving me alone with Jack. What on earth did I do to deserve this. We were silent for a moment, before Jack laughed and said, "You know what this reminds me of, mate?"

"Oh, dear. Do I even want to know, Jack?" I asked him, cautiously, as I massaged my temples. He laughed again, simply not wanting to hear my question as he said, "When we went to Spain."

"Oh, damn, Jack. Don't." I groaned as I put my pillow over my face as if I was attempting to kill myself. Which, even if I was trying to wouldn't have any effect on me at all. Elle's really rubbing off on me.

"Ah, that was a fun trip."

"For you maybe. You didn't have that...large woman following you the whole bloody time!" I yelled at him, "My one day on land in ten years and I had to bloody do it with you. Go to Spain...pfft..." I was attempting to ignore his smirks, but I couldn't I just glared at him as he said, "Yes...and after you refused to dance with her, she sent her brother after you..." Jack continued to laugh, even though I didn't think that it was funny at all. He wasn't the one-
"...and you spent three whole days in your cabin with a bruise the size of the Norrington's head."

"Jack, shut up."

"Ah, we've had some good times, aye mate?" I pushed the pillow off of my face and glared at him, causing him to smirk even more. He just sat there smirking at me until I said, "You're a strange man."

"I know. And you're a eunuch." He leaned down and whispered him my ear, "But some things we just can't change, lad."

I was about to say soemthing to him, but I was cut off by Grant yelling. "WILL!" Groaning, I sat up. Jack watched me with some amusement as I tried my best to stand up. I smiled when I stood there for a moment, but then...

"Whoah, now..." Jack put an arm around my waist to steady. "Watch it, lad. Don't want to die yet again." I glanced over at him as I leaned some of my weight into him and said, "I didn't die, Jack."

"I know." Jack said, happily as we exited my cabin. "But it's just fun to say that you did." Together, we finally made it up to the top deck after a long time walking up those stairs. Jack still trying to do his best to keep me from 'dying' again, we walked over to Grant who was talking to my father. When Grant saw me, he walked over to us and said, "They found The Evil Rose. Elle wasn't on it."

"He was probably hiding her!" I said, pushing myself off of Jack. Soon realizing that I couldn't stand on my own, I fell back on to Jack, who groaned, but nonetheless steadied me again. "He could have been-"

"Before Mr. Turner loses his head-" Jack said to his father, interrupting me, "-who did ye send in the Rose?" Jack moved, and I moved too almost falling. Jack uttered a curse word under his breath, before pulling me up again. My father came to stand beside his best mate (long, painful story) and finished for him, "We sent Calypso. She has a charm that turns he invisible. She searched everywhere, and Elle wasn't there." I motioned for Jack to move up. Rolling his dark eyes, he dragged me closer to Grant and my father.

"Dad, she probably just missed her! It's possible."

"Will, it's not possible." Grant said, shaking his head. "She didn't see her. I've talked with a young man just a few moments ago when we made port-"

"-when did we make port?" I asked, very confused. Jack glanced up at me and said, "You've been out a long time, mate." I gapped at him, but turned back to Grant as he continued, "-he told us that he saw her walking with another young woman on the Isla de Amor."

Since Jack was still letting me lean into him, I felt him tense up beside me. When all three of us glanced at him, he relaxed and just nodded for his father to continue. I looked back up at Jack though, and could tell he was upset about something. Taking my attention off of him, I looked back down at Grant and asked, "Are you sure that it was her?"

At that, Grant chuckled and said, "Will, of course. If you heard the description, you would have been sure." I smiled up at him and said, "How far out are we?"

"Just about an hour." I nodded, as I pushed away from Jack, finally finding my strength. When I did this, Jack walked away from me, and back down the stairs. "Jack!"I called after him, not running because I wasn't sure what would happen if I did, but walking fast to catch up with him. "What's wrong with the Isla De Amor?"

Jack stopped walking, and turned around to face me with a sad smile, "It just brings back memories is all, mate. Don't worry about it."

Before I could say another word, Jack disappeared back under the deck. I walked back up the stairs, and looked behind us to see the Empress and Pearl following behind us. Leaning against the mast, I closed my eyes...

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"Drink to me only with thine eyes
And I will pledge with mine.
Or leave a kiss within the cup
And I'll not ask for wine."

I stared up at the ceiling as I breathed those words. Will loved it when I sang that song, and somehow, even though I didn't have the chest (which I hoped was safe) this song connected me with him. My hair was dry now, but it was still braided. I picked the end of it up, and twirled the curl around my finger ask I hummed the melody, and then sang:

"The thirst that from the soul doth rise
Doth ask a drink divine;
But might I of Jove's nectar sip,
I would not change for thine.

I sent thee late a rosy wreath,
Not so much hon'ring thee
As giving it a hope that there
It could not withered be..."

"You truly do have the voice of a goddess, Mickey." I looked away from the ceiling to see Ana smiling at me. The ony reason I could see her was because of the candle she was holding. I smiled as I moved over so she could sit beside me in the bed. "Remember that time in London when you first met Jack?"

"Oh, goodness." I said, with a blush coming across my face. "Please don't. I don't want to relive that awful moment!" She laughed as she sat the candle down on the stand beside us and laid down beside me, "I don't think I've ever seen a girl act like that around a man."

"You haven't see me around Will." I said, not wanting to admit it. She looked over at me, and even though I stopped looking at her, she said, "No, I'm almost scared to now that you said that." I laughed with her, as I looked back up at the ceiling. We were silent for a minute. I was thinking of growing up in London, Ana being like my older sister since she was five years older than me. The same age as Jack. We'd always been so close, until she and Jack left...

...and I was sent to live with my father again...Davy, of course, not that damned Maelstrom...

I glanced over at Ana who had taken her hair out of its bun, and allowed her long, black hair fall down, before pulling it back loosly. She noticed me staring at her, and asked, "What is it?"

"What happened between you and Jack?"

Sighing, she said relcutantly, "Nothing really. I was in love with him. Long after you left, when we were trying to find the Pearl with Will, you know- " I nodded to let her know that I did, and she continued, "- I was about to tell him, but...I could tell he was still in love with you. Goodness, he missed you so much. Never spoke of you though, like if he did it would kill him. That's why I left."

"Ana, oh my goodness." I said, rolling over so I could look her in the eyes. "Darling, why did you do that? Because of me?"

"Because I thought he didn't love me, Mickey. That's why." She said, turning her black eyes on me. "I couldn't bear it. Then, when I caught that damn plague or whatever the bloody 'ell it was, I sold my soul to Blackbeard. Not your father because...I don't know. I thought just selling it would be easier than serving one hundred years on a ship. Is it true that Will's the captain?"

"Yes." I said, in a tone just above a whisper.

"So, after I left, Jack, Will and Liz went out to find he Dead Man's Chest? They found it, Liz betrayed Jack and Jack was killed. Then, they set out to find Jack. Davy killed Will and he became Captain after Jack stabbed him?"

"Pretty much." I said, looking at her again. "Jack doesn't hate Will nearly as much as he says." I said to myself with a smile. Ana caught me smiling and said, "And you don't realize nearly how lucky you are."

I never got a chance to ask he what she meant, because at that moment, a loud knock came at the door. Ana and I jumped up and ran down the stairs. Holding the candle rather tightly as Ana asked thru the closed door, "Who goes there?"

"Mr. Burrows."

Ana opened the door to look at the old man, "Ana, Barbossa...his men..." He pointed to me, and said, "...they know she's here." Ana looked over at me, horrified as she turned back to him and asked, "Where are they?"

"The north docks."

"Good, and thank you." She said, kindly, before closing the door. She turned to me and said, "My ship's at the south docks. If we hurry, we won't even have to worry about meeting up with them." She looked me up and down, before saying, "You could pass as a man."

"Excuse me?"

She laughed and said, "Darlin', with that face, you sure as 'ell couldn't. What I'm saying is, in that attire, you could." She placed a hat on me, tucking my long braid into the hat. Then she took, what I assumed was kohl, and made the line around my eyes much darker. She tossed it down, and said to me, "You speak Spanish, right?"

"Fluent."

"Good. If anyone talks to you on the way down, disguse your voice and talk in Spanish. Doesn't matter what, just do it." I nodded, and followed Ana out and we both ran dalong the stone bridge into the city. I lost track of how long we had been running, all I knew is that after a while, my burning legs went numb.

She eventually stopped me when we came to a ship I immediatley recognized as the old ship the Interceptor. Though, after Will promised Jack was going to give it to her, he did just that. And there it was. I didn't know what she called it now, all I knew was that we had to get on it, fast.

"Come on, Elle." Ana said, as we began running again. Goodness, my bloody legs are going to bloody fall- "AHHHH!" I screamed when someone pulled me backwards. "ELLE!" I heard Ana scream, but since I dropped my torch, I couldn't see her, and we fell into darkness.

That's it.

I'm going to die.

Barbossa knows where to stab me.

I'm going to die...die..die...die... die...

Barbossa's grip on me tightened as he brought me into a tight embrace.

What the...? Oh my goodness, this man is mad.

I had no idea what the hell to do...stab him...kick him again...scream or do whatever...

I could barely see it in the moonlight, but as "Barbossa" hugged me, I could make out a scar on the left side of his chest. That's when I realized, this isn't Barbossa. He rested his head on my shoulder as he sung into my ear, softly and in the completely gorgeous voice of his:

"Drink to me only with thine eyes
And I will pledge with mine.
Or leave a kiss within the cup
And I'll not ask for wine."

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Love you, dahlings
-Captain Autumn-

Yay! Time for something new I'm going to do!
Be the first person to correctly answer this!!!

Question Number One:
Captain Jack asks:
"What ' bad memories' did I have on the Isla de Amor?" (island of love?)

The answer will be found in one of these two stories!!!
If you need one, ask me for a hint.