Hola, mi amigas pirata!
Como estas?

Yeah, don't even ask why I suddenly went Spanish on ya.
And you wanna know something dumb?
I just figured out Spanish was spelled S-P-A-N-I-S-H and not S-P-A-I-N-I-S-H.
Spainish? Like Spain? I mean, it's not Span it's Spain. So why Spanish and not Spainish?

And that was your daily Autumn question. Hope you enjoyed it, come back next time.

Anways, I know where I'm going with this finally and I have it alll written and done. So, now alls I got
to do is press upload and BOOM! You got an update.
It's really easy and only takes a few seconds as opposed to me writing the whole chappie down then uploading it.

OMG! And guess who's a grandma?
My baby (he's a cat) Orlando (shut up) and his 'girlfriend' had a baby like a month ago.
And we all thought it died because we never saw it...
And no one thought that it really was Orlando's baby...
Welll...
Today...it showed up on the back porch and IT LOOKS JUST LIKE LANDO!
I AM SOOO HAPPY!
IT IS SO CUTE!
It is like the cutest kitty ever!
And it looks just like Puss In Boots.
So I named her Boots...
Because the other name wouldn't completely sound right...

I'm done babbling you to death.

ONWARD!

Here's your update, loves.
Mucho amor pirata!

KISSES!
MWAH!

♥♥Captain Autumn♥♥

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"Fifteen men on a Dead Man's Chest..."

Davy was asleep in the shelter that they had made that night, while Jack pranced about the campsite singing under his breath.

"Yo ho ho, and a bottle of rum."
At that, he took a big gulp of rum, so big that he almost tipped over.

"Drink to the devil and be done with the rest...Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum..."

Jack stopped singing and sat down on the shoreline, watching the waves crash at his feet. Michelle and Will had disappeared about an hour ago, Davy gave him the chills, so he decided it was time for him to be alone. Just him and hiself having some 'Jack-Time' as he called it.

He laid back on the sand and stared up at the moon. He sighed, and closed his eyes, soon sending him into a deep sleep.

It was the summer before Jack and Will got the Black Pearl back. The summer before he met Will or Elizabeth. Jack Sparrow walked into a local bar in Tortuga. The place any normal young pirate would be seen at. He smiled at the waitress as she walked past him and winked at him. "Mary? No.. that wasn't Mary." He whispered to himself, "Andrea? No...Marisol? No...Cathy!"

At that time, the bartender walked up to Jack as he slipped into a seat at the bar. "What'll be, Sparrow? The usual?"

Jack smirked that now famous smirk as he muttered out a surprisingly sober answer, "Naturally." His gaze fell on a girl as she walked thru the doors. She was gorgeous, probably in her late teens. He smiled to himself as she came to sit beside him.

"Jack Sparrow?" She asked him.

"In the flesh,darling." He said in a seductive voice. She smirked as she took her hood off, making Jack recognize that emerald eye gaze, and smacked him hard. "That's for everything you have done to me in the last-"

"Michelle, love. That was your fault." He said, taking the rum the bartender had given him, flipped him a coin and walked out to the upper balcony. It was surprisingly peaceful that night in Tortuga. It was usually loud, filled with giggling wenches, gun shots and drunken screams. Jack walked up and rested himself against the railing, "Care to join me, Ellie?"

"Shut up, you bas-"

"Don't be saying things you'll regret, darlin'." Jack said, lifting the cups to his lips. Smirking , inwardly, that she was gazing at him longingly and not a mad gaze. When she realized what she was doing, she immediatley changed her face and said, "Calling you a back-stabbing, foul-smelling, irresponsible, idiotic bastard? I didn't regret that at all."

He smirked as she took his bottle, taking a drink before shoving it back at him, and walking to the other side of the baclony.
"That was a lot of adjectives, darlin'."

"Jack, you left me-"

"Correction." Jack said, walking up to her. She noticed that he was now dangerously close to her now. "You left me. You ran away even after you loving father made it clear to you that you were to be in my watch until you reached 21. You left me. Not the other way around, love. Sorry to be the bearer of bad news."

She gaped up at him before saying, matter-of-factly, "You could have come after me!"

Jack, more amused than annoyed, grasped both shoulders. She looked shocked at his actions, but allowed him without fussing to pull her close to him as he said, "That was not my place to do so, love. You rowed your little self to Florida, not I. I'm not the one that got in the longboat and rowed to shore, now am I?"

She narrowed her eyes, and tried to get away. But Jack's grip was firm, "You rowed yourself to Florida, because you were scared."

"Scared?"

"Yes, love." He smirked again, "Scared"

"And what was I scared of?"

"Curiosity." Ignoring Michelle's expression when he said that, he continued, "You were curious of what it really meant to be in love. And sooner or later, you knew-" He leaned closer to her, "-that you wanted to know what it tasted like."

"You're mad." Was her reply. It wasn't in an angry voice like before. But now, it sounded almost...seductive.

He stroked her cheek as he whispered, "I'm Captain Jack Sparrow. What do you expect from me, love?"
And with that, he leaned down and kissed her. Half expecting her to pull back, he was surpised when he felt Michelle's arms go around his neck, pulling him closer to him. He grinned against her lips as he gently pushed her up against the wall.

She playfully took off his hat as he kissed her neck, "I love you, Captain Sparrow."

He chuckled softly as he whispered into her ear, "I love you too, Miss Swan..son."

"Jack..." She whispered softly, "Jack...Jack...Jack! JACK!"

"JACK! JACK! SPARROW!" Jack groaned as he felt something hard collide with his head. The loud thud was accompanied by a giggle.
"What the bloody 'ell is wrong with you, woman?" He yelled as he sat up fast. Too fast, since it felt as all the blood (and possibly rum...) was rushing into his head. He groaned, and turned around to see her walking back to the campsite.

"Hey!" He called out as he stood up, still holding his head. "Oi! You! I'm not done with you, girl."

"Oh, but I'm done with you, Captain Sparrow." She said, in a playful tone of voice as she went to sit on a tree stump. Jack made a face at her as he came to sit on the ground below her. He rested his back against the stump she was sitting on, and asked, "What's wrong, love?"

"Hmm?" She asked him in a daze, mesmorized by the sun rise.

"What's wrong? You haven't been yourself lately." She giggled at that, and then he said, "Well, except for that stunt you just pulled off."
He glanced up at her to see that her emerald eyes were focused on the ocean, "Nothing."

He smirked as he leaned back on his elbows, away from the stump, so he could look her in the eyes even though she was staring at the sun rise. "Come on, darling. I know you better than that. Tell ol' Jackie what's wrong."

She laughed at that, then turned her head slightly so that she was staring him in the eye. Usually his brown eyed gaze was so intense she had to drop her own. But this time, it was caring...

"I'm just thinking."

He smiled, "About?"

"Will."

"Ah." Jack said, all knowing, as he motioned for her to move closer to him. She did so, and now she was leaning against him still staring at the sun rise. "I mean, the curse...every ten years." She stopped a moment, "That's a long time. I don't see how Elizabeth did it. I mean, I see why she did it, because I know I love him..."

"You're just worried about how much a person can change in ten years?" Jack smiled when Elle nodded, "Darlin', I've known Mr. Turner for over a century. The lad hasn't changed at all."

She bit her lip, nervously, and replied in a whisper, "I wasn't talking about Will."

Jack looked over at her to see that she was staring at the ground with a worried expression. His 'tremendous intuitive sense of the female creature' didn't have to inform him that the girl he had become so close with was troubled. "Love-"

"I'm just scared is all."

"About what?"

"That I'll fall out of love with him like I did..." She broke off into a sob. Jack pulled her into his arms and wrapped them tightly around her as he asked, though he already knew who she had been talking about, "Like you did who?"

"You." She whispered thru a sob into his chest as he held her close to him.

He chuckled softly and said, "Darlin' , I can't say that you love loved me. You love love Will. But I don't think you ever love loved me." Jack smiled in delight when she giggled letting him know that he was making her feel better. "Love is a complicated thing, dearie."

"Like you would know." She asked him, smiling, despite the tears that were flowing freely down her rosy, but fading, cheeks.

"It is, sweetheart." He said, smiling. She moved so that her head was resting on his shoulder, an arm was draping across his back. He had both arms wrapped around her as he rested his head on hers and said, "You have nothing to worry about."

"How are you so sure, Captain Sparrow?" She asked him, teasingly as he pushed a golden brown, Caribbean sun-kissed curl out of her face. He smirked and said, "Over a century later, you still don't trust ol' Jackie."

"I do trust you. I always have. Even when you-"

"Yes, yes." Jack said, shutting her up. "Let's not bring any of those negative times up, aye?"

She laughed and said, "Fair enough." She snuggled against his shoulder and said, "I love you, Jackie."

He smirked, "Not love love?"

She laughed, "No. Love as in love. Not Will love. Jack love."

"You don't make any sense at all, love." Jack laughed, "But somehow, I actually understood that."

A minute later, she had fallen asleep. After laying her down, Jack walked back out to the sea, unaware Will was behind him.
"She didn't take the medicine."

Jack spun around and said, "What do you mean?"

Will held up the bottle Tia had given her, "She hid it in the map. She didn't take it. That's why she's getting worse. Davy felt her forhead last night and said she was burning to the touch." Will sat down in the spot Jack had sat at just the night before...actually only hours ago.

"Why wouldn't she do it?"

"To postpone the possession, I think." Will said, as Jack sat down beside him. "Notice that Elizabeth was suppossed to posses her last night, but she didn't. Elizabeth knew she was weak and didn't do it because it would have killed her." Will took a rock and threw it into the water. Jack watched him do this and asked, "How many more days do you have on land?"

"Five. Why?"

"Just wondering." Will looked at Jack for a moment, before a loud bang shot thru the air. "What the 'ell was that?" Jack turned around to see red sparks shooting thru the sky. Davy came walking towards them and handed a map to Will.

"What's going on?"

"No time." Davy hushed him. "Here's a map to the back entrance of the cave. Take Michelle, and go as quickly as you can, alright?"

"What-"

"Just do it and don't worry about me." Davy said.

"Daddy?"

He turned to Michelle and said, "Darling, do as Will says. He knows what to do, ok?" She blinked, that was the first time he had ever said "Will" it was always "Master Turner". She nodded and said, "What about you?"

"Don't worry about me." He hugged her and said, "I love you."

She smiled sadly and said, "I love you too. Why aren't you-"

"There's no time." He reached inside his jacket and said, "You left this." He handed her the music box. She smiled sadly, and took it from him, crying. "Be careful, Dad."

"I will." Another bang accompanied by flashes went off. "Now, GO!"

She smiled at him once more, before following Will and Jack down the path that seemed to lead to nowhere. Fire was claiming half of the island as they walked. Will took hold of Elle's hand as they walked. Jack looked to see if there was any change in her face when she did this, but there wasn't.

He quickly looked away and said, "What now, Captain Turner?"

"Jack, please don't do this now, alright?" Will asked, in an almost irratated voice as he continued to walk, Elle close at his heels. They continued to walk for what seemed like hours.

"Peas, beans and everything green-"

"Jack." Will said, more irratated than he had been this whole night. "Please, for the sake of us all. Stop trying to rhyme every bloody word in the English vocabulary with the word sea."

"Will...bill...kill...Willl...Kill...Will...Kill...Will...Kill...Will...Kill...Will..." Michelle was trying to hold her laughter as Will's ears turned a bright shade of scarlet. "Kill Will. Kill Bill."

"Don't you mean Will?" Michelle asked, confused. Will turned around and shot her a glare. She smiled sweetly, "Sorry, darling."

He rolled his chocolate eyes as Jack said, "Michelle, love. What rhymes with Kill?"

She smirked, "Bill?"

And then, as if rehearsed, both of them said, "Don't you mean Will?" Both of them burst into laughter when Will's ears turned so red, they looked like they were about to explode. "Ok, if worst comes to worst and we have to eat one or the other-" Will turned around quickly, causing Jack to yelp in surprise, "I vote we eat you first."

Jack, who had his head down to his shoulders like a turtle, said, "Why not eat your fiancee?"

"Hmmm..." Will said, thoughtfully, stroking his chin. "Maybe because she is my fiancee?"

"That doesn't mean you can't eat her first."

"Oh shut up, both of you." Michelle said, playing peacemaker once more. "No one's going to eat anyone." Her gaze fell on Jack who was splashing around in a little puddle. Will smirked as he continued walking, "Except for that snake in that puddle, Jack."

"WHAT SNAKE!? THERE IS A SNAKE!" Jack ran out screaming. When he saw the look on Will's face, his scared look turned to that of a murderer. "You know, that wasn't very funny, William."

"Oh." Will said, laughing. "I thought it was terribly funny, Jackie." He glanced at Michelle to see she was smiling at him as she took his hand. Jack dried himself off and said, "Oh, sure. Leave me behind...why don't you two just find a nice quiet spot to.. SNAKE!"

"Jack, darling. Will was just..." She stopped when she saw that the stick Jack was about to throw at WIll wasn't a stick at all. "JACK!"
"GET THIS THING OFF OF ME! WILL! GET IT OFF!"

"Jack...JACK!" Will pulled Jack back and stabbed the snake with his sword. "OW! WILL! WHAT THE 'ELL! YOU STABBED ME!"

The snake, clearly more scared of them then they were of it, slid off of Jack's now wounded back and slid into the forest while Michelle was gasping for breath.

"I don't see what's so funny about this." Jack said that night. They were more than half way to the cave now. Jack had his shirt off, revealing a gun shot wound to his muscular chest and a few more various scars and such. Michelle noted that that only made him that much more attractive.

Will had bandaged his back up rather nicely in a very unattractive bandage that draped from his chest to his wound in his back. Will was trying to hide his smile as he came to where Jack and Elle were sitting, "Jack, I said I was sorry. I could have sworn that was the snake."

"William?"

"Hmm?" Will asked as he started a fire which, since it was blazing temperatures, Elle had no idea why he was doing this.

"Can I ask you something?" Jack asked, leaning on his elbows. Will raised an eyebrow, that for some odd reason (Elle had never figured out why) had a small, barely noticable scar in it. She never had noticed it before, but in the moonlight it shined a white color giving Will an 'other-worldly' look about him. It almost startled Elle, but then she realized, Will wasn't human anymore.

"What Jack?"

"DO I LOOK LIKE A BLOODY SNAKE?"

Will, despite Jack's temper, was completely calm about this as he said, "Jack, I am right here. THERE IS NO REASON TO SCREAM!"

"YOU'RE SCREAMING!"

"BECAUSE YOU SCREAMED AT ME!"

"WELL, YOU'RE SCREAMING!"

"BECAUSE YOU SCREAMED AT ME!"

Elle rolled her eyes as the boys continued to scream at each other. She took Will's sword, that had been laying on the ground, and began to twirl it around, waiting for them to shut up.

"Well, you smell!" Jack spat.

"You're ugly!"

Jack gasped, "Take that back."

"Make me."

Jack lit a stick on fire and began to chase Will with it. Elle rolled her eyes again, and watched as Will and Jack fought with flaming sticks.
"Men." She whispered as she closed her eyes, trying to relax somewhat.

But she didn't get the relax long, because another loud bang went off. She opened her eyes to see Jack and Will walking over to the trees.
Sparks were flying in the air like they had been earlier. "Those are the sparks of the Evil Rose." Jack whispered.

"What's the Evil Rose?" Will asked him, dropping his flaming stick into the wet sand and stomping on it.

"Maelstrom's ship." Jack said, "He knows we're here."

Will's eyes darted into the direction of another sound. "Damn it." He whispered, grasping Michelle and trying to force her behind him.

"What?" She asked, trying to wiggle free from Will's grasp. Will's gaze locked on something that she could not see. But apparently Jack could, since he pushed her behind him and Will. "Elle, get out of here." Jack whispered, "Run."

"What!" She looked at them as if they had suggested she marry Barbossa.

"RUN!" Jack and Will both yelled at the same time. Elle looked at Will who looked at her with pleading eyes as the fire and sparks grew.
"Darling, if you love me, do this." He leaned down and kissed her, "I love you."

"Will-"

"Michelle, please."

"I love you too." She glanced at Jack. "Both of you."

"Run."

She turned around and ran fast, daring not to look back at the island that she had left behind. She continued to run, and tripped over a branch. As bangs and gunshots rang thru the crisp, Caribbean night, she lost vision in her tear-filled eyes. She closed her eyes and saw Will running towards her. When she opened them, all she could fill was the heat of the flames and the tightening feeling in her chest worsen.

She pulled herself up off of the ground and continued to run farther down the path. She couldn't see, but she kept running anyway. The voices of people talking in the darkness became louder as she got deeper in to the jungle part. Her heart was beating faster when someone's arms grabbed her and pulled her back into an opening.

"LET ME GO!" She began to push and scream. "LET GO OF ME NOW!" She made a move to grab her sword, but the cloaked figure threw it to the ground. Not in a rough manner, it just threw it. She was breathing heavily as it walked over and shut the door, locking it.

Apparently, they were in some sort of hideout. She looked to the ground and saw skulls...with a sick feeling in her stomach, she corrected the word 'hideout' to 'dungeon'.

The cloaked figure stared at her for a moment, before saying in a thick accented voice, "Forgive me if I stare. I just haven't seen you since you were a baby." He walked closer to her, and she took a warning step back. He chuckled, and said, "I'm not going to hurt you, Miss Swann. I want to help you."

Her heart beat was seeming to get faster, though she wasn't as scared. Maybe I should have taken the medicine.

"Who are you?" She asked the man in a hoarse whisper.

"You probably don't remember me at all." He said with a slight chuckle as he removed his hood. Before she could see his face, his eyes stopped on the ring she was wearing. He froze and said, "That ring. Who gave it to you?"

"My fiancee. Will Turner."

"Than, you..." The old man looked up at her. "You're..."

She froze as she stared into the man's gorgeous chocolate eyes...

Will's eyes.

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DUN DUN DUN...
A review a day keep Barbossa breath away.

And letting you know..
So sorry about all of the 'filler' chapters. I'm just trying to build it up for the big climax which isn't coming as fast
as I thought it would.
So bear with me.
The big TWISTY chapter will be in the next few chapters if not the next one.

LOVE YOU, MATES!
MWAH!
♥♥Captain Autumn♥♥