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Captain Jack Sparrow boards his ship The Black Pearl , still dripping in sea water from the ocean below. It was a warm day around noon. Having not changed a bit, Jack started to head towards his cabin with a drunken swagger. He stopped suddenly and looked around. Gibbs and other members of his make-shift crew were watching his intently, mouths open. Jack looked around curiously and point to himself, nearly falling.
"Savvy?" Jack says, saluting his members, swaggering slightly still.
"Cap'n!" Gibbs shouts, finally. "I thought ye died? At the battle, sir?" He added lowering his voice slightly.
"Gibbs, if there were be a battle the cap'n would know." Jack says, confused. "SO what be the battle that ye are sayin'?"
Wringing out his hair, he stops suddenly. Rubbing his temples and shaking his head, he sits down on a crate. Pausing , he scooted a little to the left of a splinter that had made it's way well into his bottom. Standing in front of him stood Gibbs. He looked determined not to look at Sparrow.
"Cap'n," Gibbs starts glancing down for a second. "What happened to ye clothes?" "Am I nekkid?" Jack asked, leaning towards him. "Aye, so it seems." Nodding his head, as if it were perfectly ordinary to arrive on your own ship, naked and bleeding.
"Hmmm. Let's get you cleaned up a bit." He stops, shaking his head. "Terrible luck to see the cap'n of a ship nekkid."
Anamaria steps forward, shaking her head slightly. Forcefully, she took Jack into his room. He was still shouting how to take back the bad luck when he reached the door to his cabin. Will was already inside writing a letter to his dear Elizabeth, who had not been feeling well at all. Shocked at his friend's nakedness, he still managed to lay Jack on his cot.He too was in denial that Captain Jack Sparrow was still among the living. Trying not to touch anything he pulled a frayed quilt from the trunk at the end of the bed and placed it over him, part of him anyway. Sweat was beginning to gather on Anamaria's lip and Will's as well. They debating over who would be putting clothes on him, finally flipping a coin. Will had lost; he was to change Jack. Apparently, during the fighting Jack had passed out cold. Will hoped he would have no idea he was naked when he awoke. Anamaria, on the other hand, had to clean up a deep cut in Jack's side.
Will put a shirt on Jack first, waiting to do the worst last. He grabbed a pair of breeches from the sniggering Anamaria. Sneering, he put the pants on him. Wanting him not to realize what was going on, they put legging and boots as well.Finally, they added the effects knowing he did not leave anywhere without them. He placed the wore hat on the bedstand next to him, which was laid against a bowl of apples. This was to remind Jack of Barbossa and his mistrust.
"That was absolutely disgusting," Will said, furious. "I hope never to see that particular sight again. I might end up in Davy Jones' locker if I do."
Silently, they left the room. When they closed the door behind them, the crew looked flabbergasted.
"He couldn't possible survived." Gibbs concluded.
"Not probable, Mr. Gibbs." Will said. "After all he is Cap'n Jack Sparrow," he added, mocking Jack.
The more he thought about it, the more he realized they were right. There couldn't be a way that he survived. But he did, thought Will. He was trying to remember. It was during the wedding of Elizabeth and himself.
::: Flashback :::
It was only a week after Elizabeth and Will decided to get married. Will was trying to contact Jack to invite him; after all it was going to be on a ship. Right in the night, to celebrate that no one was still truly undead. Jack could easily slip into the wedding and be unnoticed, if he would dress appropriate. After debating with Elizabeth, Will compromised that he and her both would go to Tortuga to get Jack and invite him.They could only hope that Jack went off to get rum at Tortuga. Being the pirate he was, Will commandeered a ship the same way he and Jack did last time. Elizabeth agreed to dress as a man, so it would be easier.
"Will, this is absurd." She mumbled when they reached the bottom of the ocean. She clearly didn't like being stuck under a boat or commandeering a ship. Secretly though, she loved the excited and was amazed at what she had been missing out on wearing breeches.
"Or brilliant," Will said looking back at her. She was still beautiful even when she was angry.
They reached a ship and let go of the boat. The name of the boat was , Difficile . They easily climbed the ropes and were lead to the main part. It was a ship taken from a pirate who was still in jail waiting to be hanged. It was fantastically empty. They eagerly started their journey. After about a day, they reached their point. How different, thought Elizabeth, no guards? Oh well. Easier for us. They walked into town. Many women began to stagger towards Will but, Elizabeth jealously took her sword out. They each moved away. They reached the Faithful Bridge to find Captain Jack Sparrow drinking rum with a whore on his knee.
"Aye, it's the whelp!" He shouted, slurring his words. "And Elizabeth, luv, you didn't come all this way did you to see ol' cap'n jack did ye?"
"Jack!" Will shouted. "Come on, I've got a lovely proposition for you!"
"Aye!" He shouted.
They lead him back to the ship, which Jack didn't notice at all but, obeyed anyways. They sobered him up with hot coffee, then told him of the weddings.
"Oh, a wedding, I love weddings!" Jack said.He was clearly still buzzed. The mman did love his rum, as Elizabeth knew well. "Drinks all around!"
"No, Jack," Elizabeth said, grabbing his hand. "We want you to come."
"Come to Port- um Port-," Jack said, nodding.
"Port Royal?" Elizabeth supplied.
"Right-o!"Jack said, smiling. "Ye want ol' cap'n to go there? I would be hanged fer sure."
"Not if you dressed appropriate, Jack," Will said.
"Am I not?" Jack questioned.
"For a pirate? Yes." Will said. "For our wedding? No."
" Well, a cap'n never changes 'imself," Jack said, shaking his head.Will and Elizabeth looked upset. They clearly were willing to compromise.
"Ye want me to come that bad?" Jack said
"You are the reason we can be together, Captain Sparrow," Elizabeth said, trying to flatter him. It worked. He smiled.
"We have an accord." He said. Putting out his hand Elizabeth shook it. Then Will.
"So, it's settled. We'll leave tonight. On this ship," Will said.
"What about my Pearl?" Jack replied, confused.
"We can't bring it into the port though," Elizabeth said, desperately. "Someone will surely notice it."
"I won't leave my pearl," Jack said, letting go of her hand. "I can't leave my pearl! She would be taken! As for meself and me crew, hanged by the neck until dead!"
"That can be arranged if we bring the pearl!" Elizabeth shouted, angry.
"What if we rowed the row boat to the ship we plan to marry on?" Will said, trying to compromise. "We can hide the Pearl around the corner. It won't be harmed if we put different sails on it. Do we have an accord?"
"Aye," Jack says, nodding. "What about this ship?"
"It's not ours," Will said, smiling. "We might as well sell it here, love?" He added to Elizabeth.
"Yes," she agreed. "Might as well make a profit."
So it was settled. They all left on the Pearl after taking the flags from the Difficile and putting on the Pearl. They weren't sure what to expect. They sailed all night and reached Port Royal early morning. They put the dingy in the water and rowed it to the ship called Allighy . They were lifted on to the ship. It was beautifully decorated already. There were cream colored carpets leading to the front of the ship. Only a single carpet was left white. It was thin and lead to the front, before the pew. The sun was just setting, Elizabeth took off to get ready.The guests would have to stand as they watched the blessed event. Gibbs and the rest of crew stood, confused on deck. Some of them were to ghastly to be in the ceremony, but were allowed to wait in the Captain's cabin.
"Jack," Elizabeth started. "You can't expect to not be recognized like that do you?"
"Hmm?" Jack said. "No, luv. A cap'n doesn't change his clothes."
"But everyone would notice you. We have something for you." Will said.
Before Jack hung a three piece suit. He looked at it. Then at Elizabeth. "I am disinclined to acquiesce to your request."
"Jack, it's only for one night. What a challenge!" Elizabeth said sarcastically.
"Might it be that I get the Difficile if I should wear it?" Jack said, smiling innocently, though his eyes told it all.
"Alright, do we have an accord?" Elixabeth said.
"Aye."
::: End of flashback :::
Will took the wheel. He wondered about Elizabeth. He hoped nothing was seriously wrong. She was probably just exhausted. At least that's my excuse, he thought. He looked towards the horizon. There was no movement. They seemed to not be moving at all but, they were, waves were still being made at the side. Will was beginning to daydream again. His thoughts turned back to that night.
::: Flashback :::
The night was beautiful. Jack Sparrow finally agreed to have his mane of hair put back into a ponytail. He didn't like having nothing jingling in his hair. But for The Difficile, he would do it. He looked quite different, without the beads and his kohl eyeliner. No one would recognize him tonight.
He secretly planned to make Will the captain of the Difficile as a wedding gift. He surely would accept. He was to square with his being a pirate. Jack didn't worry about Elizabeth. She would suit the part. He would even give them a while fifteen percent of his plunder. That is more the genreous for Jack.
It had started. Elizabeth began walking down the aisle wearing a pale fawn dress, it was simple and low cut hanging on her shoulders. A wreath of roses were in her hair which held the veil over her face.
The speech had began. Everything was going wonderfully. Jack stood obediently near Will, as the best man.He didn't have to pay attention. So, he didn't. If anyone should ask, Jack would say he was Will's Uncle Abraham.
"I do," Will said suddenly, shocking Jack.
"Do you Elizabeth Swann take this man to be you lawful wedded husband till death do you part?" The priest asked.
"I do," Elizabeth said, smiling.
"I now pronounce you for the first time, Mr. And Mrs. William Turner. You may kissyour bride, sir." The priest said.
Will unveiled Elizabeth and kissed her tenderly.He put his bandaged hand on her neck pulling her close. The crowd awwed and oohed. Jack smiled and looked down. Suddenly a ship appeared. It blew a canon right at the Allighy.
A/N: I know. I know. A cliffy. I know! Please review or else I'll have your guts for garners! Hah! Just kidding, mates. Savvy? REVIEW! It's does the body good!