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I love Jack Sparrow. Every day I work the hardest the hardest I can do that the time passes and I can be with Jack again. My shifts were shorter now that I wasn't teaching Harry new skills. He had become very good do I had his company all throughout the day which made each moment I spent without Jack a bit more tolerable. By now the relationship between me and Jack was no secret. The whole crew knew. This was a good thing because they didn't stare at me so much. Joey didn't talk to me anymore. I think he was angry at me for lying. But what choice did I have. I watched as Jack handed the wheel to another crew member for the night shift and wondered into his cabin. Unfortunately I wasn't going to be joining him because Gibbs had assigned me and Harry with watch duty tonight. I sighed and climbed up to the crow's nest where Harry was already waiting for me. "I've never done watch duty before but my guess is that it is extremely boring and uneventful." he mused.

"Yes, and lonely for most as well. Normally people do it alone. It was good of Gibbs to assign us at the same time." I added and lent up against the mast and rubbed my eyes. I was already tired and we were here until morning.

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Judging by the height of the moon we were about four hours into put shift and so far we have seen nothing. Harry was looking through the telescope. "What's that?" he asked pointing at the horizon. I took the telescope from him and looked in the direction he was pointing.

"Just a ship." I answered.

"Do we have to do anything?" he asked, "Alert anyone?" I shook my head.

"No, it's miles away and probably isn't even travelling in the same direction as us." I handed the telescope back to Harry who looked out towards the ship again. "We should probably keep an eye in it though."

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Two hours later it had become evident to use that the ship was indeed coming in our direction. It was still very far away though so we continued to watch it but did nothing else.

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After another hour Harry lowered the telescope and said, "Ok, I really think we should do something about it now." I nodded slightly and looked through the telescope at the boat once more. As soon as it was in focus I felt my whole body tense up. I could see now the familiar sails and bowsprit. It was the ship that had been haunting my dreams for the last ten years. The Queen Anne's Revenge. "Is everything ok?" Harry's voice broke me from my trance. With a shaky hand I gave the telescope back to Harry and shook my head slightly.

"Stay here... Watch the ship... I am going to alert Jack." I only just managed to get out. I began to climb down from the crowd nest.

"Clara, what is going on?" Harry's voice held an urgent tone and I felt that he deserved an explanation, even if it was only a quick one.

"That ship," I pointed, "is the Queen Anne's Revenge." My voice shook. Harry's eyes widened in realisation if what this meant. "Stay here." I ordered. He nodded and went back to looking at the revenge through the telescope. I moved as fast as I possibly could to Jack's cabin, knocked twice and barged in.

"Clara! What's wrong? Is everything ok?" He climbed out of bed and came quickly towards me, only just catching me as my knees buckled from underneath me.

"The Queen Anne's Revenge is coming, Blackbeard is coming." I sobbed into his chest. All of my strength had gone. All that was left was fear, not anger, (which I had always expected it would be), but fear. But Jack seemed calm.

"Love," he said in a soothing tone. "Blackbeard is dead, why are you do scared? You act like you have met him before." He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer.

"Do you remember me telling you when I first joined your crew that my father's ship was sunk by a heartless soul?" I asked jack and he nodded and then understanding crossed his face.

"It was Blackbeard wasn't it?" He sighed and I nodded.

"I watched as he murdered my father and our crew, as far as I am aware, I'm the only one who survived." I explained.

"Oh." He pulled back and put his index finger on my chin, lifting my head so that he could look me in the eyes. With his other hand he gently wiped a tear from my face. "Well he is dead now. I killed him."

"You really are a hero." I whispered and kissed him lightly. "So do you know who the captain is now?" Jack nodded.

"Hector Barbossa." He paused. "You say that the ship is outside right now?"

"Yes."

"This should be interesting." He began to pull me towards the door. All of the fear that was once inside me had gone and all that was left was pure curiosity. When we reached the main deck I could see that the Queen Anne's Revenge was no sailing alongside the pearl.

"Should I raise the alarm Captain?" Harry's voice came from above.

"No need, nobody is in danger, but keep watch." Jack called back.

"Aye Captain." Harry responded. I looked yob the helm of the revenge and saw a man who was wearing a large over the top black hat with a feather sticking out of it. He had a short and ridiculous looking ginger beard and a peg leg. He must be Barbossa. Some of his crew places a large plank between the two ships which he limped across towards us.

"Ahhh, Hector." Jack exclaimed. "It's been a while."

"Aye near two years I believe." Barbossa flashed a smile I rotten teeth. "Ye managed to get the Pearl back I see. I'd be interested to know how."

"Well, I will tell you." Jack responded. "But not here, in my cabin perhaps." Barbossa nodded. "This way." Jack signalled.

"I know where the cabin is Jack. If ye remember, I captioned this ship for much longer than you." Barbossa sneered and stepped around us. Jack pulled a mocking face behind Barbossa's back as we walked.

"Well, he is... Nice." I mused quietly. "And you too are old friends?" somehow I couldn't believe it.

"I don't believe I ever said friends. More acquaintances. He was my first mate when I set sail on the Pearl's maiden voyage, he led a mutiny on me and left m marooned on an island. Twice." Jack explained. I simply nodded; I didn't really know what to say to that. But Jack was right. This was going to be interesting.

I took my usual seat next to Jack as his desk and watched as Barbossa grabbed an apple from a bowl and put his feet (or rather, foot and peg leg) on the table. "So," he began, "How did ye come to meet this lass?"

"I though you wanted to talk about the Pearl." Jack quickly replied. I looked rather embarrassed. I knew he didn't like talking about his feelings. It made him uncomfortable.

"Aye, I did. But since then it has become evident that you are in a relationship with this lass. This is much more interesting." he flashed an unattractive smile. It was clear he was trying to make Jack uncomfortable so I answered for him.

"I joined Jack's crew about six months ago. That is all there is to know." I said.

"And are ye in love with her Jack? Jack looked down at his hands and began twisting his fingers together. He was hating this. I reached a hand out and rested it on his hands to relax him. I already knew the answer to that question even though Jack had never actually said it out loud. His compass said it all.

"Why does it matter to you?" I asked.

"Are you going to let her do all the talking?" Barbossa continued.

"I have a name you know. I not an object to be messed around with." I snapped. "It is Clara Adams. If you aren't too shallow to care." Barbossa glared at me and changed the subject.

"So, the Pearl. How did ye get her back?" jackal looked at me gratefully and answered the question.

"Well, after leaving The Fountain of Youth I met Gibbs on an island. He had acquired the Pearl and a whole fleet of other ships." Jack explained.

"Wait, did you say bottled ships?" I asked.

"Aye, after attacking a ship, Blackbeard used to shrink them and trap them in a bottle as a kind of trophy." Said Jack. That explained why the White Maiden disappeared under mysterious circumstances.

"So how did he get it out if the bottle?" Barbossa pushed on.

"The truth... I fell over." Jack said in an odd voice. I laughed. That was so like Jack.

"Ye fell over." Barbossa repeated in disbelief.

"Aye, the bottle smashed and the Pearl was free. Fortunately this happened while the beach was at a low tide do we just had to wait for the sea to come in before we could leave." Jack smiled and nodded victoriously.

"And what of the other ships?" Barbossa asked, taking a huge bite out of his apple.

"Sold them." Jack said simply. "Along with your monkey." I fought to hold back a laugh inside me. I knew it wouldn't help the situation. Barbossa's face went from relaxed to angry in a fraction of a second.

"Ye sol my monkey?" He yelled. Jack nodded an smiled once again. I rolled my eyes.

"Aye, I always hated that monkey." Barbossa rose from his seat. Anger flickering in his eyes and his hand resting on a sword that I recognised all to well. I could see that if I didn't do anything, the situation was going to rise out of hand.

"So..." I said in a calm voice that got Barbossa's attention on me and off of Jack. "How did you come into possetion of the Queen Anne's Revenge?" Barbossa smiled and sat down.

"Well, after killing Blackbeard I claimed his ship and crew amount with this sword." he looked smug.

"Wait, you killed Blackbeard? But Jack told me he did." I looked from Barbossa to Jack and awaited an explanation.

"Ahhh, well, there must be a slight... Misunderstanding." He said slowly.

"Oh really, do tell." I commented.

"I stabbed Blackbeard with me own poison blade, there is no way he could survive that." Barbossa snapped.

"True but I tricked him into drinking the water from the fountain of youth without the mermaid tear so that his daughter, Angelica, would not suffer the same fate." Jack countered.

"Then ye simply finished him off, he would have died anyway, with or without your interference." Barbossa retorted. I put my head in my hands. I had stopped one argument and within seconds another had broken loose. I was going to have to sort this one out as well. Both of them were driving me crazy.

"Hey!" I yelled. They both stopped and looked at me. "Dies it really matter?" I looked between them. "So Blackbeard is dead, does it really matter who killed him?"

In unison they both said, "yes," and went back to arguing. I rolled my eyes and pointed at Barbossa.

"You should go." I stated. He opened his mouth to protest but I stopped him. "Go!" I ordered and very much to my surprise, he got up and left the room.

"Well that was well handled love." Jack commented and lent in to kiss me but I pulled back. "Something wrong?" He asked. I really did live him but sometimes he could be so stupid.

"I'm just tired." I lied. "I'm going to bed." I knew my annoyance would have passed by morning so instead of saying anything else I waved a goodnight (or rather, good morning) and slipped down the trapdoor to my room where I could finally get some much needed sleep.