Lost At Sea

"She's going to kill us all... unless she waits and let's Davy Jones do it instead.." Gibbs muttered, glaring at Jack. He was the reason they were in this mess to begin with - if he would have just stayed out of Port Royal all that time ago none of them would be in any danger. "I knew that girl had an eerie feeling about her. Ain't right - once people pass beyond this world they should stay there."

"Enough.." Jack growled, she wasn't just some girl possessed by a demon - it was Olivia and she was strong. "We will find a way to help her.." His voice was like stone, thick in the fog as they sailed towards a small island. "I know of a man who lives on dis isle.. his magic’s are darker den mine but perhaps he can tell you what you need to know about your darling Olivia and da shame dat's taken place on her.."

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Jack stepped into the small hut first - ready to bargain and give anything to save Olivia from whatever had her captive. The room was more cramped and cluttered then Tia Dalma's - chicken bones, human feet and toes - shrunken heads were scattered around them. Gibbs and Elizabeth decided to tend to the boat as Will and Tia followed closely behind Jack.

"Devontae(De-von-tay)... s'been a long time ain'tcha, now?" Tia asked, being greeted warmly by the large black man hidden within the room. He stood nearly seven feet tall and four hundred pounds - barely fitting into the tiny room yet he looked most comfortable there. "Ah, Tia Dalma.. your beauty rains like de hurricanes.. destroyin' ever'tin in it's path.."

Tia just smiled, ushering towards her company. "Dis be Jack Sparrow.. know ya heard a lot about him, aye? All is true. Den ya got his friend Will Turner."

Devontae just stared blankly at the two men - already knowing what they were seeking. He was twice as powerful as Tia Dalma and she hated him for that. Jack forced a charming smile towards the man although he was slightly freaked out at the items hanging around him.

"Ahoy, mate. We're in desperate need of your wisdom.. seems a dear friend of ours went a little.. crazy.. possessed by a Goddess named Calypso? Know anythin' of that, aye?"

Tia looked at Jack and then Devontae, awaiting an answer she hoped Jack accepted. Devontae wasn't a man to repeat himself or be bothered with foolish things. None of them knew the danger they were in.

"Dere's a great love and a great pain inside dis vessel.." Devontae whispered among them, keeping his eyes locked on Jacks. "I feel it in the air.. the pain is quickly covering the love she had for you Jack Sparrow and soon da girl won't know who she is. Calypso been looking for a vessel for many moons now and she found one when you brought dis girl back from her resting place."

"How can we help her? There has to be a way.."

"Dere be no way.." Devontae assured quietly - taking a step back into his hut. He didn't have anything else to offer them but the realization that they were indeed 'doomed'. "Don't tell me that.." Jack pleaded, his once strong voice weaker and softer now - causing the man before him to sigh. "It's possible dat you could weaken Calypso's power with ye own grief.. show 'er how much you love dis girl and then maybe she'd leave the vessel.. but ya should know da girl could be sent back to the depths in which she came - Calypso could be da only ting keeping her alive."

Jack listened intently - keeping his eyes on the ground as he thought long and hard about what Devontae was saying. Kinda of like he was damned if it did and damned if he didn't.

He sighed - defeated for once in his life.

"It's just some'tin you gonna have ta accept.."
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TBC...

A/N: Sorry so short. Wanted to get something out there even though my thoughts are running thin tonight. I've been up since 5am so maybe some sleep will help jump start my brain and something wonderful will come out tomorrow. Enjoy! Review! (please?)