Chapter Ten

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"Captain Sparrow?" A voice called from behind us.

"Come to join me crew, lad? Welcome aboard!" Jack rebuked, barely turning.

I on the other hand did. Especially after the so called 'lad' said her next line.

"I've come to find the man I love."

Jack became flustered. "I'm deeply flattered, son, but my first and only love is the sea."

"Not you, Jack, but Will," I explained. "Elizabeth, dragi, wonderful to see you!" I wrapped her in a hug, and she reciprocated.

"Hide the rum," Jack mumbled. I pulled away from the woman I helped raise just in time to see Jack walk up to us. "These clothes do not flatter you at all. It should be a dress or nothing. I happen to have no dress in my cabin."

I slapped his arm. "Quit being a pig. Dragă, if it helps I might be able to find you something more suitable, if you prefer it."

Elizabeth smiled, "It's quite alright, Luna. As for you, Jack," she said more seriously. "I know Will came to find you. Where is he?"

I frowned, biting my lip once more. "Um… about that…"

"Darling, I am truly un happy to have to tell you this, but…" Jack began, "through an unfortunate and an entirely un-seeable series of circumstances that had nothing what so ever to do with me, poor Will has been press-ganged in to Davy Jones's crew."

I winced. Hmm, yeah that's what happened.

"Davy Jones?" Miss Swann asked confused.

James threw up a bit more and I decided I did not want to go swimming anytime soon. "Oh, please. The captain of the Flying Dutchman?"

"You look bloody awful. What are you doing here?" I wondered.

"Jack hired me. I can't help if his standards are lax."

"Oh yeah… Must've had a bit too much rum…"

"You smell funny," Jack said.

"Jack!" The three of us turned back to Elizabeth. "All I want is to find Will," she told us.

I nodded and looked down. Jack's compass caught my eye. I looked up suddenly, biting my thumb nail, a thought taking action. "Are you certain? Is that what you really want most?' I questioned.

"Of course."

I slipped the compass away from Jack, put my arm around Elizabeth and began walking to the ship. "Because I would think that you'd want to find a way to save Will most."

"And you have a way of doing that?" Elizabeth inquired.

I held my arms out. "I'm Sati-Sara, of course I do." I briefly had time to her Jack mumble a question about Sati-Sara before I continued. "There's a chest, one of unknown size and origin. It contains the still beating heart of Davy Jones. And whoever possesses the chest possesses the leverage to command Jones to do whatever he or she wants, if we were to find that, then we could save your preţioase logodnicul; precious fiancé."

"You don't actually believe her do you?" James asked.

"She helped raise me and has never given me a reason not to trust her, so yes… How do we it?"

I smiled and dangled the small black box. "Jack's compass is… unic—unique."

"'Unique' here having the meaning of 'broken,'" James inputted.

"Not true. It simply does not point north," I argue, "It points to the thing you want most in this world."

"Oh, Luna. Are you telling the truth?" she wondered.

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