A/N: It's 3:10 in the morning, we're hyper, and we're bored. W00t!

Disclaimer: PotC characters are not ours. New characters are. Anyway…

"Well, Will, I have some news for you." Elizabeth Turner said, putting down her glass of tea. The windows were open and the wind coming off the oceans outside Port Royal, Jamaica filled the house with the salty smell of the sea. Her husband also put down his glass of tea, and looked at her confusedly.

"What is it?"

"I…well it's… Will I have-" It was then that the two jumped at a sudden commotion from down in the streets. They heard boots pounding up towards their house, and Will instinctively grabbed Elizabeth, pulling her away from the door as it flew open, and the man who'd just run in turned around quickly to shut and lock it. When he turned around, they both sighed in relief and annoyance.

"What are you doing back here? The whole Navy is after you!" Will exclaimed.

"Well, I've come with a bit of a mission for you, mate." Captain Jack Sparrow walked over to the table, examining the tea cups.

"You are not taking my good china!" Elizabeth exclaimed, striding over and snatching her precious cups from the pirate's hands.

"What, was I interrupting something love?"

"As a matter of fact, y-" She started.

"Great, then you don't mind my asking a favor."

"What do you want this time, Jack?" Will asked.

"I want your help on a…recovery mission, as it were."

"Some valuable possession of mine-"

"So someone stole from a bloody pirate, why should you come dragging us into this!" Elizabeth nearly screamed at Jack.

"Bit of a temper has she? What's gotten up her-"

"Now's not the time, Jack…she's been in a bit of a mood lately." Will glanced at Elizabeth, who looked aggravated at the men's ignorance.

"I most certainly have not!" The maid came in upon hearing the commotion, but stopped in the doorway. She looked from Elizabeth with her death grip on her 'good china' to Jack in his piratical clothing. Will told her to take Elizabeth upstairs and to fix her up for bed, and he proceeded to talk with Jack.

"So mate, are you in for another adventure?"

"Jack, I can't."

"But you're a pirate, why not?"

"I'm a married pirate. I can't be running around like that anymore."

"Well sure you can, your father-"

"Don't bring him into this! What about your old crew?"

"They haven't the interest. But if you come to Tortuga with me, mate, we can find me a new crew, sail back here to let you off, and then we'll go raid pillage plunder and otherwise pilfer our weasly black guts out. What do you say?"

"Fine, but only to find you a crew."

"Agreed." Jack walked up to the door, then turned back around. "Might I stay for the night? The Navy…"

"Fine. " Will sighed and arranged for jack to stay the night.

The next morning, Jack and Will walked quietly downstairs to the door.

"This doesn't feel right." Will mumbled. "Can't I leave her a note?"

"No! We have to go now!" the two walked quickly to the door, but stopped when they heard her voice.

"Just where do you think you're going, William Turner?" Will winced and turned around, looking at his angry wife standing at the top of the stairs.

"I…we…I'm going to help Jack find a crew. Then I'll be back."

"And I wasn't to come?"

"Tortuga is no place for a lady, love, especially a lady as charming and wonderful as yourself. This is man's work. We'll be back." Jack turned Will around and headed for the door.

"Fine, but you'll both regret this!" Elizabeth yelled after them.

Jack and Will ran silently towards Jack's small boat.

"We're sailing to Tortuga in this?" He asked skeptically.

"No, we're rowing around the island to where my ship is hidden from the Navy and we'll sail to Tortuga on that." Jack said in a matter-of-fact tone. The two managed to slip past the Navy and were well out to sea before Will asked the question.

"What are we recovering, Jack?"

"Somebo…something very important. Now are you going to interrogate me or sail the bloody ship?" The two were well on their way to Tortuga, completely unawares that they were being followed.

After Will and Jack had left the house, Elizabeth packed a bag and ran down to the docks. She'd learned a thing or two from being married to a pirate, and she definitely knew how to sneak on a ship. Especially a British ship and as she was the governor's daughter. She hid in the lower decks of the Dauntless and waited till they set sail to peek out.

Once she was sure they were out to sea, she presented herself to the crew. Mullroy panicked and immediately brought her to Commodore Norrington, who secured her a private quarter on board. She then explained that they had to change course.

"Miss…Turner, are you well?"

"No, I'm rather ill, my husband left me for some wild goose chase with a pirate desperate to reclaim treasure some one stole from him that he more likely than not took from some other fellow in the first place!"

"What do you suggest we do?"

"Set a course for off Tortugan shores, we'll intercept them!"

"Miss Turner, do you know what you are asking me to do?"

"Yes, and I am asking you as a dear friend and as…a very important person in my life. Please do this for me."

"Very well. Are we dropping you off at Port Royal?"

"No. I'm coming with you."

"Fine." Norrington turned and walked out the door. Elizabeth sighed and sat down.

"That man is in huge trouble when we find him," she said, her hand on her abdomen.

"Ah, Tortuga." Jack inhaled deeply and walked towards the old inn where he met so many interesting people. They ordered a table in the back room and sat discussing. "I should find us a crew. I'll ask around. I'll ask the owner.

Jack walked casually over to a brunette carrying a tray of mugs.

"Miss, might you know any good sailors about?"

"It's Alfhild, not Miss, and I'm only the owner of the god forsaken tavern, how in god's name would I know any sailors?"

"Well you're a pretty girl, you'd get around…" Se angrily slammed down her tray of mugs and chucked one at Jack's head.

"Fine, then you're not a pretty one…" he ducked as another mug shattered on the wall beside his head.

"Jack Sparrow, you are the absolutely most awful pirate I have ever had the misfortune of knowing!" She took what was left of her mugs and went behind the counter, yelling something to a girl in the kitchen.

"Myra! Our belov'd friend Mr. Sparrow's back…"

"Oh god, not that bloo'y pirate ag'in."

"Yeah, 'im. 'E needs a crew, as it were."

"A crew? Wha' for?"

"God only knows what 'e wants now."

"Ain't no sailors here we can point 'im to."

"Sure you don't know anybody here who possibly can sail?" Jack interrupted.

"NO!" They both exclaimed in unison.

"Right then. Perhaps you can help me…"

"How's that?" Alfhild asked annoyed.

"I need this poor buggar drunk." Jack said, nodding towards Will, who was fending off a local whore.

"Well, if there's one thin' we can do, love, it be to make drunkards out of sailors, or pirates, or any man really. Brin' on the rum, Myra!"

"Ye' ma'am!" Myra gave Jack double rum and in no time at all Will had passed out.

"Thanks love. Perhaps if you've got nothing to do-"

"Sparrow, you get out of my bloo'y tavern NOW!"

"Aw, give him peace, Alfhild. He's jus' a pirate. Like me daddy. Poor soul. Met Davy Jones he di'."

"Did he, then? It's too bad." Jack dragged Will out of the tavern and down the streets of Tortuga to their ship.

"Jack! If ye ain't got youself a crew, ye'll be needin' a cook." Myra ran out into the street after them.

"Can you cook?"

"I ain't the best but I serve in a tavern!"

"Full of drunks…"

"Food is food!"

"And ye'll be glad to know I can swordplay with the best of 'em!" Alfhild came running out after them. "So I'll come with ya three, too."

"If it weren't for the likes of Anna-Maria, I'd not let lady's such as yourselves on board, but…if you insist-"

"Ye ain't got nobody else!" Myra exclaimed.

Jack nodded and they all dragged Will back to the ship.