The sun was just coming up. We must have spent an entire day in the maze. It was now three days until our baby was due. I began to worry, but a friendly kick from inside my stomach told me that our baby was tough. I looked at its father. Course it was.

We were standing at the edge of a deep jungle. The trees were impossibly tall and thick, but there was a clear path trodden through it. Exotic plants covered the jungle floor. The array of colours here was beyond anything I had ever seen before. And the smell was incredible. It wasn't like the humid, earthy smell of other jungles and exotic forests. It was far sweeter, a mixture of all the fruit juices in the world. However, not all of the flowers produced a scent. The breeze which rippled through the undergrowth was created by the flowers themselves. They breathed soft music into the air. It was barely audible, but definitely there. It was a quietly beautiful melody which every time I came close to picking up on would shift and change. Different harmonies and tunes intertwined with one another into something so beautiful it almost made me cry.

"Nature's Song," said Gibbs, seeing my expression. "Always changing, always playing. Never repeats itself."

"Never?" I repeated. He shook his head. "Do they ever stop?"

"Aye… they will… and it'll be a sad day for us all when they do."

"What do you mean?"

"Do you hear how quiet they are?" he looked around sadly. "They never used to be that way. The more natural beauty we destroy, the quieter they get. The day these flowers stop singin' will be judgement day for us all."

I shuddered and prayed for them to get louder. Jack took my hand and we walked on slowly. When we got deeper in and the edges of the jungle melted away around us I began to notice tiny little glowing shapes gathered in huge clumps like flies. Once, when we stopped for a quick break one flew over and landed on my arm. I lifted it up slowly to have a closer look. It was a tiny, miniscule winged person. It was a woman so small that I would have missed that she was a person if she hadn't been standing up. She looked at me, frozen, as I stared back. I didn't want to make any sudden moves and scare her, even though she was probably terrified already. After a moment she walked a little down my arm. It tickled a bit. I smiled but held still. She reached the end of my fingertips and flew away.

Occasionally, there was rustling in the trees above us. Every now and then I'd glance up to try and catch a glimpse of what was causing it, but they were too high up to get a good view of. Once I saw a long, bushy, reddish-brown tail, but couldn't see what kind of creature it belonged to. Whatever it was seemed to be following us. I hoped it was harmless. Although… it looked huge. Deep in the jungle and far from the path I saw a giant cat with the skin of a chameleon dart out from in front of a tree before blending back in to the nearby foliage. For a while I could still sort of distinguish it from the rest of the jungle by the whites of its eyes, but then I blinked and I'd lost it completely. It made me feel incredibly uneasy. Was it still there? Were there any more of them?

I shuddered and stayed close to Jack. We walked for almost an entire day with little sign of civilisation, I couldn't help but feel that the jungle held more secrets that were waiting to be explored, but I didn't dare leave the path to go exploring. The path came to an abrupt end in front of a colossal tree. On the tree hung a sign that read "Welcome to Atlantis". There was a silence.

"Is that it?" Pintel asked. He sounded as unimpressed as I felt. I had not come all this way to stare at a tree. Jack plastered a false smile on his face.

"Gents…" he addressed them, trying to look as if he'd planned for Atlantis to be a massive tree. "Of course this is not it. This is merely an obstacle that's grown over the many, many-"

"Oh, it's just grown with a sign nailed to it has it?" Gibbs sounded disgruntled. I didn't blame him.

"Now," Jack raised his hands. "You didn't let me finish. What I was going to say was that this is clearly not the entrance to Atlantis, it is obviously just-" He leant backwards on to the tree and the moment he touched it there was a crack. The tree began to unwind from the roots upwards. Jack fell through the gap and landed on his back.

"You were saying?" I said, helping him up as the two halves of the tree formed into a perfect archway with the "Welcome to Atlantis" sign hanging exactly in the middle. Jack said nothing but turned and marched into the passage beyond the archway. I was the first to follow him in. It was a dark and narrow passage, much longer than I had anticipated. Cold. I didn't like it in here. We had to move in single file and I could feel cold, hard walls on either side. It was so dark we had to move slowly. We walked for what felt like miles until suddenly Jack stopped and the whole line bumped in to one another.

"I can see a light up ahead," Jack called. I felt a surge of relief. The floor beneath us began to slope upwards. There was some bright light radiating from a space in front of us. Jack slipped through before me. He stuck his hand back through. I took it and he pulled me out to stand with him. The light was so much brighter than what I had been used to. It hurt my eyes. When I was used to it I looked up. What I saw took my breath away.

Before me stood a once great city that was now in ruin. It was a city built like a fortress, the high wall around it had once stood tall and strong, but was now crumbling away. Above us was a protective dome designed to keep seawater out and air trapped inside. The light that filtered through it bathed everything around us in an eerie blue. It was almost as if the city was built out of blue crystals. The light sparkled off the towers and turrets which rose high up in to the air. Most of them rose to a point, but over the years some of them had collapsed in on themselves or were missing huge chunks of roof.

There were gasps from behind us as the crew emerged one by one and saw Atlantis before them. A small slope led down to a high, wide metal gate. Jack took my hand and we walked towards it. "I can't believe we're here," he whispered, reaching out to touch the rusty gate. "Finally."

I kissed him on the cheek. He let go of my hand and put his arm around me.

"How do we get in?" I asked. For the first time today he looked happy and relaxed. His smile only lasted a second before his facial expression changed completely and dramatically. He jumped and it didn't take me long to work out why. Someone grabbed me roughly. I tried to scream, but a hand was already over my mouth. Jack and I were pulled apart. I tried to twist and get away, but I couldn't. I caught a glimpse of the crew behind me who had all met the same fate. Jack's wide, desperate eyes stared at me helplessly. A low voice spoke in a language I did not know. There was a loud, sharp sound of metal grating on metal. I winced. The gates swung inwards. It looked like we we'd found a way in.

Even if it wasn't on our own terms.

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