With Barbossa and the crew gone with their ships, they so very kindly left us a longboat to continue our journey out of the cave that had led us to the, now destroyed, Fountain of Youth.

We had tied Angelica's hands together behind her back, and Jack was rowing out under the blazing sun to a nearby island. We had been going all night, and I think I was the only one who got any sleep. We were on our way to the beach of Sola Fide.

"What are we doing to do with her?" I asked Jack.

"We should kill her," he snapped.

"What?" Angelica asked.

"We weren't talking to you. Occupe-toi de tes oignons," I stated.

Jack's face scrunched in thought. "Did you just say something about onions?"

"I told her to take care of her own onions," I said while giving her the side-eye.

Jack sighed and said, "that's some French nonsense I can honestly say I missed."

"I don't have any onions," Angelica stated.

"I know that. Oh là là," I groaned and ran my fingers through my hair, tangled by the wind and salt water. "I said to mind your own business."

"We can throw her to the sharks," Jack suggested.

"We cannot solve all our murder problems," I said.

"Murder problems?" He asked.

"Problems with murder," I corrected.

"I hate you," Angelica sneered at Jack.

"The bloke who saved your life?" He asked, offended.

"The years I possess, stolen from my own father!"

"I only helped Blackbeard do what any father should have done," he said.

"You are cruel and ignorant," Angelica said to him. Then she turned to me, "I thought we were getting along. We bonded over our hatred for Jack."

"You what?" Jack asked, eyeing both of us.

I chuckled, "we may have gotten along if you weren't such a... what's the word?"

"Bitch," Jack finished for me.

"Oui, that."

Jack got the longboat to the shore, and I rolled out into the sand as he pulled it up out of the water. He grabbed Angelica by her arm, and yanked her out of the boat hostilely. I followed after him as he dragged her further up the beach, before flinging her into the sand and she yelled.

"One pistol, one shot," he said, tossing a pistol at her. It hit her head and she gasped.

"To kill myself before I starve?" She asked, her hands still bound behind her.

"There's no trusting you, love," Jack said, "besides, this is a well-traveled trade route. You can signal a passing ship. Or you can just bite the proverbial bullet, as it were."

I said my pleasant goodbyes to Angelica and walked off toward the boat. I did not have a particular emotion toward her besides a slight grudge. I'm sure she felt the same way about me.

"And how will I get free of these bonds?" I heard her ask.

Jack sauntered away as he said back, "you broke free of your bonds half an hour ago, waiting for the precise moment to pounce." He turned around just in time to grab a branch that Angelica was about to hit him over the head with.

I kept walking, sitting on the edge of the longboat to watch them. I accidentally leaned too far back and I fell on my back at the bottom boards of the boat. I lifted my feet over my head and did a backward somersault onto my feet and stood up casually and stretched my arms out, letting my elbows crack. Jack's back was turned to me as he and Angelica talked to each other loudly, and I was ready to leave.

"Treasure! There is a chest with jewels! Jewels with the power to rule the wind and tide!" I heard Angelica say, trying to beg Jack into letting her stay on the boat with us.

"You're making that up!" He said, continuing onward to the boat, "and not all treasure is silver and gold, mate."

"Wait," she panted. She grabbed at his back so he would turn around, "I am with child. Yours."

My eyes widened and Jack shook his head after staring for a moment, "I don't recall that we ever had..."

"You were drunk!"

"I've actually never been that drunk," he said, waving his arms about as he headed to our boat.

"Wait!" she grabbed at his arm again. He stopped and turned to her. She said, "there is something I want to say to you. Something I wanted to say from the moment we first met."

"Go on, then," he said in a tone that showed that he did not care.

"I love you," she said. My eyes widened even further, not particularly enjoying what I was hearing.

Jack brought his fingers up to her jaw and brought his lips close to hers, very close to a kiss before saying, "I gotta go," and running and tumbling to the longboat. I couldn't help but giggle, and I situated myself in the boat.

"Jack!" She shouted at him.

He continued to run, looking back just to shoo her away with his hands.

"This is not over!"

"Adiós, ha sido un viaje divertido contigo. Cuidado con los tiburones, son viciosos," I waved at her.

Jack pushed the boat into the water, and hopped over the side. He grabbed the oars and began rowing. We were sitting across from each other, and he was trying to get as far away from the island as fast as he could. I jumped when I heard a gunshot, followed by a splash of water.

"Missed!" He shouted to Angelica as he continued to row away, getting further and further from the island as Angelica shouted a curse at him in Spanish.

I laughed and finally allowed myself to relax again now that she was finally out of sight. I asked Jack, "what destination now?"

"Must it always be about the destination with you? Why not the journey?" He asked while rowing slowly.

"Are we handing down life lessons now?"

"I have been your age, you've never been mine. Pay attention."

I rolled my eyes just to look away from him.

"Let's get down to brass tacks. Are you coming back to sail with me, darling?" He asked.

"I do not prefer that," I said. My lips twitched upwards, and my lip snuck between my teeth.

He chuckled, "you most certainly do. Or something terribly unfortunate will most likely be happening to you extremely soon."

"Fine. I'll sail with you with a plan to destroy you from the inside," I said while trying not to bite my lip. I was only joking...

Jack nodded, "admirable."

I chuckled and shook my head. I knew Jack too well. I knew his language. He missed me, but he would never admit it. I wasn't going to either.

"Why don't you put in the work and start doing some rowing?" Jack suggested.

I laughed. "These are dark times, Jack, but not that dark."

He grunted and regripped the oars to keep rowing us in coarse, wherever that may be. He wouldn't let me use the compass in case what I want most is different from his. I guess he didn't want a quick detour.

"It's music to my ears, knowing that she will be starving out here," Jack said gleefully.

"Is that how you treat the people you love?" I asked.

"This is how I treat the people that double-cross me," Jack said. Then, he started glaring at me. "Oi, that reminds me..."

My smile disappeared and my eyes widened at the chance that Jack might also drop me off at another island from the years old grudge. I figured it may be best if I stayed on his good side for once.

"You know," I interrupted him and offered to take the oars. "You've been rowing all night. It's my turn."

"Clever girl. Good answer," Jack nodded scornfully, shoving the oars in my hands and kicked back to enjoy the ride.

AN: if you were stranded on a desert island, what 3 books, 3 movies, and 3 small (non survival) objects would you take with you?
Ahhh okay I would pick Titanic, Castaway, and Jumanji for movies; The Bible, Lord of the Rings, and Gone with the Wind for books; and sunscreen, a cooking pot, and music for objects