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The Black pearl comes into view, showing off its rigs of ropes and it's great sails now patched, Gibbs walks the deck alone at night, singing and drinking from a bottle of rum.

"Fifteen men on a dead man's chest. Yo ho ho, and a bottle of rum. Drink and the devil had done for the rest. Yo ho ho, and a bottle of rum. Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!" Gibbs sang, taking another swig of rum.

Gibbs is interrupted from his drinking by the sound of a voice. "He's comin' Gibbs, make haste" Joanna called from above.

He looked up to the sky to see a flock of crows flying into the foggy night. "Aye, that he be"

Joanna watched as Jack uses the skeleton leg as an oar, rowing towards the ship which had the cast of the moon behind it. Jack arrives at the Pearl, handing Gibbs a skeleton leg as he climbed up the ladder Joanna drops down from her perch draping a coat onto Jack's shoulders.

"I'm glad your back, I trust it went to plan?" Joanna asked him.

Jack didn't want to disappoint her. "Complications arose, ensued, were overcome"

"You got what you went in for, then?" Gibbs asked excited.

"Mm-hmm!" Jack said excited, waving a cloth around.

"What is it?" Joanna asked, trying to get a good look at it.

"Captain, I think the crew, were expecting something a bit more... shiny. What with the Isla de Muerta going all pear shaped, reclaimed by the sea, and the treasure with it" Gibbs said nervous of Jack's response.

The crew all agreed with Gibbs. "All in all, it's seems some time since we did a speck of honest pirating"

Jack was annoyed. "Shiny?"

Joanna couldn't believe the crew. "Is that how you're all feeling? Perhaps Jack is not serving your best interests as your captain?"

"Show us what is on the piece of cloth"

Jack gives the crew a no look and out of no where the monkey Jack snarls, seizes the cloth, scampers off with it.

"Monkey!" Jack attempts to shoot the monkey with his pistol, his pistol misfires Jack grabs Joanna's pistol and blasts the monkey while it's on the deck, Jack the monkey drops the cloth.

Joanna grabs her gun back from Jack. "You know that doesn't work Jackie"

"It bloody makes me feel better"

Joanna picks up the cloth that the monkey dropped. "Jack this is just a key"

Jack got excited. "No! Much more better. It is a drawing of a key" Jack holds up the cloth for the crew, they inch forward. "Gentlemen, what do keys do?" Jack shouted making the crew back off.

One of the crew speaks up. "Keys... unlock... things?"

Gibbs gets excited again. "And whatever this key unlocks, inside there's something valuable. So, we're setting out to find whatever this key unlocks!"

Joanna rolls her eyes at the stupidity of their crew. "No!" She shouted.

"If we don't have the key, we can't open whatever it is we don't have that it unlocks. So what purpose would be served in finding whatever need be unlocked, which we don't have, without first having found the key what unlocks it?"

Gibbs was now confused, but then again so is the whole crew. "So - We're going after this key?"

Jack turned his attention from Joanna back to Gibbs "You're not making any sense at all. Any more questions?"

"Do we have a heading?" Joanna asked placing her hand on his shoulder.

She watched as he pulled out his compass and see his face struggle to find a certain way. "Hah! A heading. Set sail in a... mmm... a general... in that way – direction" He pointed off to the east.

Gibbs didn't understand what was going on any more. "Cap'n?"

Jack wraps his arm around Joanna's, making there way to the cabin. "Come on, snap to and make sail, you know how this works. Come on, oy quick, oy quick" He turns back to Chris.

"Jack what is the matter?"

"I have heard a rather terrible rumor, Davy Jones, you've heard of him ay?"

"He's just a rumor"

"Well what I've heard is anyone who takes his place lives forever"

Chris sat on the bed not amused with Jack's story. "You want to become Davy Jones?"

"If it will make me invincible, yes"

"What about me Jackie?" Joanna asked sadly.

"You will become part of me crew, you will not die as long as you serve me"

"Serve you? I will not be leaving my ship for the Flying Dutchmen"

"Will have plenty of time to talk about this when the time comes"

Jack laid next to her on the bed, kissing her lips lightly.

"How could I refuse you?" She responded, playing with his chest.

"You can't, oh!" Jack noticed what she was doing. "Love I'll be needed a little more rum for this activity"

"As always"

Jack rises to his feet, staggers a bit, picks up his hat off the top of a globe, walking off to the cellar. He goes downstairs to the hold, an animal bleats, Jack unlocks the door, looking around he sees eerie filter feeder creatures festooning a beam of wood, in the mitts of all of the eeriness Jack spots a rack of bottles, with the bottles stored sideways like in a wine rack.

"Ah!" Jack said pulling a sideways bottle from the rack upside-down, he pours sand out of the bottle.

"Times run out Jack" A eerie voice said.

Jack drops bottle of rum in fright, the bottle breaks on the floor, he cautiously walks over to see who spoke, when he finally noticed who it was, he stood there shocked.

"Bootstrap? Bill Turner?" He asked nervously.

Bootstrap looks up from where he's sitting on a barrel, crabs scuttle across his face, spitting water out of his mouth as he spoke. "You look good Jack"

"Is this a dream?" He gave a creeped out look.

"No" Bootstrap looked confued.

Damn, I'd rather had hope it was. "I thought not. If it were, there'd be rum"

Bootstrap immediately hands Jack a bottle of rum, Jack pries the bottle from Bootstrap's hand with a crackling sound.

"You got the Pearl back I see"

"I had some help retrieving the Pearl, by the way" Jack tinks the lip of the bottle with his fingers, then blows across the top" Jack felt as he had the upper had now. "Your son"

"William?" Bootstrap asked looking surprise. "He ended up pirate after all" He then looked rater upset by this news.

Jack pointed his finger up as a one more thing. "And one lovely Barbossa"

"Hector?"

Jack shock his head no. "Joanna, mate, showed up one day sprung me from the gallows, been hiddin out with mister William almost 15"

"You found her?"

"Aye that I did" Jack takes a drink from the bottle. And to what do I owe the pleasure of your carbuncle?"

"He sent me"

Jack already knew this answer unfortunately. "Who?" He asked anyways.

"Davy Jones"

Trying to suppress his fear, he replied rather sarcastically. "Ah. So it's you, then. He shanghaied

you into service, eh?"

A small hermit crab scuttles by Bootstrap, on top of the barrel where he sat. He grabs the hermit crab, pops it into his mouth, and crunches on it, with out taking his eyes off Jack. Jack moves his mouth, jaw, and tongue around in revulsion while watching him munch on a living creature. Jack hands the bottle back to Bootstrap.

"I choose it" Bootstrap answered honestly. "I'm sorry about the mutiny Jack, I tried to stand up for you, but that didn't sit well with Barbossa, I ended up at the bottom of the ocean, not dying nor living, I begged for a second chance at life"

"It's funny what a man will do to forestall his final judgment-" Jack starts to walk off, but Bootstrap stands up at the same time intercepting Jack, blocking him from his way out.

"You made a deal with him too Jack" Bootstrap wasn't playing games anymore.

"Technic-" Jack tried to put in.

"He raised your ship from the depths for you"

"It's Joanna's ship now, no need for me"

"13 years you've been her captain, you won't be able to talk your way out of this one, one soul bound to crew 100 years aboard the Flying Dutchman"

Yes, but the Flying Dutchman already has a captain, so there's rea-"

"Then it's the locker for you, Jones terrible Leviathan will find you, and drag the Pearl down to the crushing depths with you along with it"

Jack was frightened now. "Any idea when Jones might release said terrible beastie?"

"I told you Jack" Bootstrap slaps Jacks hand. "Your time is up, he comes now" He disappears into the ship.

Jack looks at the palm of his left hand, where a black spot boils into view, Jack looks up, but Bootstrap has disappeared. Back on top deck, Jack runs across the deck screaming, Joanna comes out of the cabin worried for Jack's life.

"Jack! What's wrong?" She asked.

On deck all hands! Make fast the bunt gasket! On deck! Scurry! Scurry-on Marty, I want movement"

"You heard the man! Lets move"

"All hands about!" Gibbs shouts.

Jack knew he needed land, didn't matter what kind of land he just knew that Jones was coming and he needed to get away. "All on deck! Run! And keep running! Run as if the devil himself and itself is upon us!" He cried as he wrapped his hand up.

"Do we have a heading capt?" Gibbs asked confused.

Gibbs must of frightened him. "Ah! Ooh! Run! Land" Running and ducking under the mast.

Gibbs follows him, Jack rises from where he was ducked behind the base of the mast, only to see Gibbs again.

"Which port?" Gibbs asked.

"Didn't say port. I said land. Any land" He walks away slowly hiding beneath the steps.

The monkey in skeleton form swings down, grabbing Jack's hat.

"Agh!" Jack yells again.

the monkey snarls at Jack, Jack snarls back at the monkey, in imitation. Jack throws Jack's hat overboard, the captain didn't even flinch about it.

"Jack's hat! Bring 'er about!" Joanna shouted.

"No no! Leave it! Run!" Jack says running off again.

"Jackie?" Joanna called out to him.

"Shhh love!"

"For fuck sake Jack what is wrong with you? Half the crew is about to jump ship there so scared"

"Nothing, I'm fine, come love" He pushed her inside the cabin once again.

He pushes her onto the bed, throwing off his coat, kissing her full on the lips, then down to her neck, Joanna wraps her arms around his neck, moaning softly into his ear.

"Jack..." She trails off.

"I promise love everything is okay"

"I trust you but if..."

"Shh, I'm here that's all that matters"