Hey guys! I am so sorry that I said I was going to update last Monday but didn't… things have been crazy here with testing coming and going and my grandpa just getting out of the hospital. So I may only update once a week. But I promise once summer break comes I will be updating a lot more! And that is a definite promise. So here is chapter 5…

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Pirates of the Caribbean

~Chapter Five~

POV:

Francesca Jones

"Francesca?" It was a woman. "Francesca Eleanore Jones? Is that you?"

I looked to my left to see a familiar face. "Oh my God," I breathed. "Zara Rose…" I said as I stared at my former, and hopefully still, best friend. She looked exactly the same. Except she was much older now and her dark brown hair was now, instead of waist length, shoulder length. I noticed that there was a man with her. He looked very familiar. Then it hit me. This man was the man that took Zara away from me in the first place. Luis Fontanez.

"Francesca! Oh My Lord! I thought I was never going to see you again! How did you get off the slave ship?" she asked as she reached over the table I sat at to hug me.

Just before I was about to reply, I heard a gasp coming across the table. I looked to see a very shocked and worried looking Ragetti. Damn, he didn't know about my life on the slave ship. All he knew was that the ship I had been on was attacked by the kraken. I gave him a look telling him I would explain everything to him later and that now wasn't the time. He understood what I was saying with my eyes and slightly nodded his head in agreement.

"Um… Zara. This is my friend Ragetti. Ragetti this is my best friend, Zara Rose," I said. I was about to introduce Luis as well, but Zara cut me off.

"It's Fontanez now Frankie… Me and Luis are married now," she said with a huge smile on her face.

I stood up from my chair and hugged her. "I'm so happy for you Zara!" I gave him a sisterly peck on the cheek and told the two men, "Would you excuse us for a second. I would like to talk to Zara in private for a moment."

Both men nodded while Luis said, "It's a pleasure to finally meat The Francesca Eleanore Jones. I've heard so much about you."

"All good things I hope," I said, giving Zara a sideways glance.

"Of course! Since the day we first met, all she talked about was the best thing that ever happened to her on the slave ship, which was meeting her best friend," he said with a kind and gentle smile on his face. I could tell that this man was good for Zara. I will support their relationship one hundred present.

"Well, it's time to have a little girl talk! Shall we?" Zara asked, holding her arm out for me to link with my own.

"We shall," I said with a smile and linked my arm with hers. "We'll be back shortly, gentlemen."

As Zara and I left to the opposite side of the restaurant, we saw Luis and Ragetti give each other nervous and awkward looks. At this, Zara and I laughed.

~xXx~

When we sat down, Zara told me all about her life after being rescued. Apparently, Zara and Luis stayed on Luis' father's ship for about two years. They fell in love and moved to Tortuga where they can settle down, get married and possibly have kids. It also turns out that Zara is about two months pregnant and is very happy.

When she was done telling me about her new and improved life, I told Zara about my life after she escaped. I told her about my choice of not being afraid of men. And now I was telling her about the plans I had for Jones. Once I was completely finished, she looked at me as if I was crazy. She knew that I was Jones' daughter and all, so that didn't faze her at all. But the second I said "kill" and "Jones" in the same sentence, she looked at me like I had three heads…

"… ARE YOU CRAZY! ARE YOU TRYING TO GET YOURSELF KILLED?" she yelled, getting the attention from the whole place.

I looked around us at the people staring at us and said, "What the hell are you all looking at! I know you would much rather listen to our conversation because yours are much more boring, but do you mind!" they all got back to their own conversations and I continued mine. "Anyway, if I wasn't crazy, would you still love me? I mean, when was I ever not crazy?"

"Never. You always were nuts, coming up with crazy ideas and what not. Like that time you tried to escape. Smuggling a pistol and trying to shoot whoever came in your way. But I have to admit, it was a brilliant plan till the captain came from behind and almost slit your throat. Do you remember?"

~flashback~

Today was the day! Today is the day I'm getting out of this hell hole! I have a plan of escape and I was ready to go into action. It was about three in the morning and almost everyone on the ship was fast asleep or drunk off their high asses.

I snuck out of the slaves' sleeping quarters and onto the deck there all the men that were supposed to be on watch, were passed out drunk. All accept the one that was at the helm. The man had his back to me so he didn't see me. I carefully went through each man and found five pistols. But only two were fully loaded. So I took those two and went towards the man at the helm. I put the pistol to his back, taking off the safety and pulling the trigger.

The shot was loud and anyone could have heard it, so I had to move fast. A few of the drunks woke up and stumbled towards me. I shot one of them while trying to get the long boat into the water with its oars. I had it about half way down when I felt something cold and sharp at my throat. I swallowed hard and looked down slightly to see it was a sword.

The person who held the sword came to my ear and whispered, "You're lucky you're my favorite." It was the Captain. I knew exactly what he meant. I was his favorite to have sex with. Me being the "most beautiful and well filled out (by filled out he meant in my womanly parts) for a woman my age" he always preferred me over the other women. "If you weren't, I would even hesitate killing you. But I'm not letting you off with just a warning, little missy. Your coming with me." he pulled me to the captain's quarters where he continuously raped and beat me through the night. nothing out of the ordinary…

~end flashback~

I shuddered at the memory. "Yes, I remember… But anyway! I know this will work because this time I'll have help!"

"And who is the idiot that agreed to help you?"

"Well… I didn't exactly ask for help just yet… But I was hoping Jack would help. And if Jack agrees, then his crew would have no choice then to help as well! And I'm sure Jack will help," I said with a grin on my face.

"How can you be so sure?" she asked.

My grin only grew wider. "Because I know something he thinks I don't."

"And what's that?" she asked curiously, leaning into the table.

"Jack has a debt to pay to Jones."

"And you know this… how?"

I sighed, "See, Jack only told me half the story. He told me he struck a barging with Jones and that was it. But I know that Jones doesn't just do good favors for people. He would want him to be payed back, by taking his soul. One hundred years on the Dutchman or eternity in the locker."

Zara stared at me blankly. "How do you know all this?"

My grin disappears and is replaced with nothing but seriousness. "Since I can remember, I was able to know things that had to do with Jones. I guess you can say we have this connection."

I look at Zara and see that she is confused. So I explained, "I can sense when the kraken is about to attack. I can sense when Jones is near. And I can sense if a person is under the watch of Jones just by being in said person's presents… I can sense that Jack is under the watch of Jones."

Understanding crossed her face but was replaced with confusion once again. "But if you could sense the kraken coming… why didn't you stop it from attacking the slave ship?"

"I tried… they wouldn't listen to me. They all thought it was just another one of my plans to escape," I explained.

"I see…" she whispered, more to herself than me. she sighed and said, "Well, I think we should get back to our men."

"I think your right."

~xXx~

Ragetti and I had just gotten back to the ship where I was met with the one person I wanted to see more than anything at the moment. Captain Jack Sparrow. I was going to talk to him tonight about my plan. Hopefully he will accept and help me… if he doesn't, I can always persuade him.

I gave Ragetti a quick peck on the cheek and thanked him for the wonderful night. Which it was. Ragetti was quite the gentlemen. A shy one, might I add. But I can honestly say I had fun.

He nodded, blushing a little and walked off to his uncle, Pintel, who was smiling at Ragetti like something immense had just happened.

Once he was out of eyeshot I said, "Jack? Can I talk to you for a minute in private please?"

"Is everything alright, luv?" he asked with a worried expression.

I smiled and said, "Everything is alright, Jack. I just want to ask you something important."

"Alright," he said. He walked towards his cabin with me in tow. He opened the door and let me walk in first. Once I was in, he followed closing and locking the door behind him. He sat on his bed and motioned me to sit beside him. I did as I was told and sat facing Jack. "So what is so important that you had to talk to me alone, luv?" he asked.

How was I supposed to tell him? I asked myself. Was I supposed to beat around the bush, or just jump right in? Well, I need an answer soon, so I'll jump right in but I'll be subtle with it. after I made my decision I said, "I need your help."

"What kind of help, darling?" he asked curiously, grabbing a bottle of rum that was on the floor and taking a long swig.

Ok… that's enough with being subtle… "I need help killing Jones…" after the words have left my lips, I knew I was in for an intense debate. One I was sure to win, whether I had to work for it or not.

Jack spit out his rum and looked taken aback. "w-what?" he stuttered.

"You heard what I said Jack. And I know you will help me because you have no choice," I said with a smirk.

Now he looked down right confused. "And why is that, luv?" he asked, taking another swig of rum. I can tell by his facial expression that he thinks this is all some little game. Oh, how wrong you are Jackie.

"Jones is after you Jack," I said, causing Jack to choke on the rum he had been drinking. I continued, "I can sense it. Jones is looking for you. You made a deal with him and your time is running out. He is going to send someone from his crew to warn you, giving you the black spot. The Kraken is headed your way," I began to talk softer and softer as I continued, inching my way closer to his face. "But if you help me, you won't have to weasel your way out of the debt. You don't have to be a part of his crew for one hundred years. You don't have to be sent to the locker. If you do help me, you won't have to do any of that. You will never have to leave your beloved Pearl. Ever. She will be yours forever. All you have to do is help." By the time I was finished, I was mere centimeters away from his lips and whispering seductively.

My eyes flicked down towards his full luxurious lips and back up to his eyes to find them staring at my own lips. "Alright, luv. I'll help."

I smiled at myself. He's actually going to help! Now should I kiss him, or not? No matter how much I wanted to press my lips to his, I wasn't sure if it was the right thing to do. I was beginning to grow some feelings for this man, but I'm not so sure. I never felt these feelings before so I don't know what to do or to expect. And if I did kiss him, would he kiss me back or will he pull away, having me make a fool out of myself. So I decided to be safe and pull away. I heard a low groan escape Jack's lips, as if he was disappointed. "Thank you, Jack. You have no idea how much this means to me," I said, looking down at my clasped hands.

"No. Thank you, Francesca, for warning me before it was too late. But may I ask as to how you know this?" he asked, moving his hand to my chin to make me look into his gorgeous kohl rimmed deep brown eyes.

I leaned into his touch; feeling a shock run through my body and explained how I knew the things I had just told him.

POV:

Elizabeth Swann

Will and I had managed to find a ship that was headed towards Port Royal while in Tortuga. We had just arrived about four days ago and I was getting ready to for my wedding. I was to marry Will today, and I just couldn't wait till I share his name. I've longed too long for this day, and now that it's actually here, it seems too good to be true.

I walked out of my room and outside to where the ceremony will be held. Everybody was supposed to be there by now, waiting for my arrival. But when I got there, it was pouring and no one was there. Not even the one I love, the one whom I was supposed to marry.

I walked up to the alter with my bouquet of orchids and fell to my knees. Something had to have happened. Will wouldn't just leave me here. Not on our wedding day. Even if it was raining. He would be standing here getting soaked by the water if it meant marrying me... Something had to have happened.

I sat there for god only knows how long, till I heard people coming behind me. I looked back to see it was a bunch of Navy Officers and… Will… in shackles!

I dropped my bouquet and ran over to Will who was being arrested. "Will, why is this happening?" I asked franticly, grabbing the top of his suit.

"I don't know," he said, looking down at me with such an adoring look. "You look beautiful."

I looked up at him and slightly smiled. "I think its bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding."

After I said this, my father began to shove his way through the crowd of people that surrounded us. "Make way, let me through. How dare you! Stand your men down at once! Do you hear me?" father said when the guards blocked him from coming any closer.

The man in front of me turned around. It was none other than Cutler Beckett! "Governor Weatherby Swann. It's been too long," he said while taking off his jacket and handing it over to one of the officers.

"Cutler Beckett?" my father said in disbelief.

"It's lord now, actually," Beckett informed. The guard stepped out of the way to let my father through.

My father stepped forward while saying, "Or not, you have no reason and no authority to arrest this man!"

"In fact I do," Beckett informed. He continued, "Mr. Mercer..." a man stepped forward with a leather folder and opened it for Beckett. He took out a piece of paper and said, "A warrant for the arrest of one William Turner." He handed the paper to my father.

He read over it and said in a frantic tone, "This warrant is for Elizabeth Swann!"

What! Was the first thought that went through my head.

"Oh is it, that's annoying, my mistake. Arrest her," Beckett said while looking through the folder for the right paper.

Two guards came up to me and placed shackles around my wrists while I asked, "On what charges?" the same time Will yelled, "No!"

He finally found the right paper and said, "Ah, here's the one for William Turner. And I have another one here for a James Norrington, is he present?"

"What are the charges?" I yelled, but was completely ignored.

"Commodore Norrington resigned his commission some months ago," my father responded. What has James done to deserve to be arrested?

"I don't believe that's the answer to the question I asked," Beckett said.

Before my father could say anything, Will said, "Lord Beckett, in the category of questions not answered..."

"We are under the jurisdiction of the king's governor of Port Royal and you will tell us what we are charged with," I said, finishing what Will was going to say.

I looked at my father and waited for him to read the charges. "The charge...is conspiring to set free a man convicted of crimes against the crown and empire and condemned to death, for which the..." Father stopped short, as if shocked at what the paper had said.

Beckett finished father's sentence, "For which the punishment, regrettably, is also death. Perhaps you remember a certain pirate named Jack Sparrow."

"Captain," Will and I said in union. "Captain Jack Sparrow," I added again.

Becket grinned slightly and said, "Captain Jack Sparrow. Yes, I thought you might."

Review! I hope you liked it!