It has been quite a while since I last updated and I am so sorry for that! This is the shortest chapter so far in this installment but I'm glad to finally post it! It is nice to be back with the girls and the crew in my favorite PotC film!

Anyways, Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to Pirates of the Caribbean. I only own Abigail Unger and Sarah Williams.

Special thanks to my new Beta: Hatsunation!

Chapter 6:

Up is Down

The night soon turned to day as they made it past the dead, the sun rising in the distance. Sarah stayed by Elizabeth comforting her as much as she could. Sarah didn't know much of losing a loved one since only distant relatives of her family had died so far while she was in her world, but she tried her best.

"Do you need anything to drink?" Sarah asked her after a while of silence. Elizabeth nodded and pulled her knees to her chest, her eyes glued to the floorboards. Her eyes were puffy red from hours of crying.

Sarah stood up and quietly made her way over to where Pintel and Gibbs sat back to back in the middle of the deck by the hatch. "Is everything gone?" She asked Gibbs who mumbled something about the Rum being gone also and dropping the bottle he held back into a crate.

"Yes. We will need to head to port soon for more supplies," he said. Nodding over to Elizabeth he asked, "How is she?"

Sarah glanced back at Elizabeth who didn't move an inch. "Alright, I guess. She hasn't said a word. Only nods or shakes her head." She cleared a spot free from bottles and sat down. "I can't imagine what it must be like seeing one of your parents that way, floating off to who-knows-where."

Gibbs nodded. "I was with the two on the sail to Port Royal after they lost her mother. Except she filtered her emotions by singing and reading stories about pirates." He laughed at the memory.

"Her mother died too?" Sarah asked, frowning. "That explains why I didn't see her in the mansion when I hid in there while Dumb and Dumber and their brotherhood of goons chased us."

Sarah picked up a decently flat bottle and began spinning it to try to take her mind off of the sudden tightness in her chest and her rapid heartbeat. Calm down, she thought. You are safe. Nothing will happen to you.

The monkey ran by carrying something in his hand. Sarah jumped as it scurried by. Judging by Ragetti yelling something after it, the object must've been his wooden eye.

"And the green flash happens at sunset. Not sunrise," Will stated from behind her. Sarah spun around to see him talking to Gibbs.

Picking up the spinning bottle, she tossed it back and forth from one hand to another. She flashed a look over to Abby who was seated next to Jack on the quarterdeck messing with the charts.

"Over the edge," Gibbs muttered. "Ah, it's driving me over the blooming edge. Sunrises don't set."

"Maybe we have to go over another giant waterfall," Sarah suggested. "I mean it would make sense to go over one again since we are leaving the Locker. Maybe the green flash would appear then."

Will gave a sigh of annoyance. "I do hope we won't have to go through that again."

"I mean we came here that way…" Sarah shrugged. "It was only an idea."

"We haven't found anything yet," Abby announced, crossed her arms while strolling over to the group. "Has Barbosa said anything? I know both he and Jack won't speak to each other so I figured he must have said something to you guys. And Jack is now starting to talk to himself."

Sarah watched Jack stare over the charts. His lips were in a tight line, concentrated, as he studied the charts. He looked relatively...normal. But then suddenly lift his head up and talk to mid air destroying the thought completely . "Barbossa has said nothing. He just keeps staring out of that stupid spyglass of his."

"What do you think we should do?" Will asked.

"Wait. That's the best thing we could do at the moment," a small voice spoke up from the steps. "At least until Barbossa or even Jack says anything useful."

Sarah nodded. "There is not much we can do anyways. We are in the middle of a gigantic body of water that could be endless."

Gibbs gave a heavy sigh. "So we shall-"

"What's that?" Jack shouted from the deck, startling everyone. He raced down the steps and leaned over the side of the ship. "What is that? I don't know. What do you think?" He asked Marty who was beside him.

Sarah rose from her spot and went to see what Jack was pointing at. "What are you talking about?" Her eyes searched the water trying to find anything unusual, but found nothing. "I don't see anything. Are you sure you're not just hallucinating?"

"I wouldn't be surprised if he was," Gibbs muttered as Jack flew past him to the other side of the ship claiming that he saw something else over there.

Jack ran back and forth catching the attention of the rest of the crew who joined in. Abby stood to the side and watched, her neck starting to hurt from looking back and forth.

After contemplating, Sarah finally joined in. At least she would get some exercise from it.

Matching her pace with Jack, she grabbed onto the railing for a split second before turning around and sprint to the other side of the deck. Her balance was starting to fail as the ship shifted back and forth. Furrowing her brows, she looked down into the water and realized she was farther up than normal. After a couple of times, she felt her legs burning, but she kept on sprinting. They're rocking the ship, She thought. But why?

The run kept getting steeper and steeper, giving the crew difficulty.

Sprint.

Grab the railing.

Sprint to the other side, grab the railing.

Breathe.

Repeat.

She took gulps of air from her quick stops until she sprinted one last time. Her hands wrapped around the railing and she pulled herself toward it just as she felt her feet lift off the deck. The Pearl creaked and tilted till itwas nearly on it's side and looking down she could see the water.

A few of Tai Huang's men fell into the water along with the cannons and supplies they cut loose.

"Jack!" Sarah shouted. "What the hell is going on?"

Next to her Jack didn't say anything but muttered to himself, "Up is down."

"Up is down?" She shrieked.

The Pearl gradually flipped over, its sails and masts dunking into the water. Sarah could feel the iciness of the water the second her feet touched the surface and took one final breath of air before her body was fully underwater, the ship now entirely upside down.

Keeping her eyes closed, Sarah could still hear the wood of the ship creak from the unexpected event. It felt like forever as she held her breath, her lungs waited to be expanded to take in more oxygen. She could feel the goosebumps rise on her arms as the water enveloped her, bringing her memories of the storm back into her mind. You are safe. Nothing bad will happen to you. You will survive-

Someone nudged her side and she cracked an eye open.

Jack's eyes were fully open and stared at her with question. Pulling her hand down from the rail above her she gave him a thumbs up.

The whole deck was above them like a roof and they hung down from the rails. The sails stretched down into the darker depths of the ocean. The water was still and clear.

A couple people down, Abby had her arms were wrapped around the railing, not even attempting to open her eyes. She too thought of the storm. The feeling of water seeping into her lungs, made her mouth stay locked shut. No water was going to get into her lungs this time.

Abby felt something tickle against her leg. Her heart gave a jolt as she managed to open her eyes in the water. It was just the ends of the dress Tia Dalma wore that skimmed against her skin. Abby would have let out a sigh of relief but she was in water, trying to keep the oxygen she had left in her before she attempted to swim to the surface and take a gulp of air.

Peering up at the surface, she saw a faint flash of green light take up the sky and disappear when she closed her eyes only to open them back up.

Once the flash was gone, the water began moving rapidly around. Abby's eyebrows furrowed watching bubbles rise to the surface. Looking beneath her feet, the dark abyss and swimming fish seem to move farther away from her. Her arms were pulled up nearly out of her sockets.

Abby closed her eyes tight as she felt her stomach drop when the ship jerked around, breaking the surface of the water back in it's upright position.