SYLVIA'S POV

I was almost asleep when I heard Jack stumble past my cabin. I rolled my eyes.

He's had too much rum. I better go make sure he doesn't fall overboard.

I got out of bed and let myself out the door, then I saw Jack headed down the steps to the hold.

I followed and heard him pause in the room where the crew slept, "As you were gents."

I rolled my eyes again and he continued down more steps to the storage area.

He's come for more rum.

Then a voice came out of nowhere, "Time's run out Jack."

I jumped and Jack dropped the bottle he was holding. It shattered and I continued to follow him as he walked slowly to the other end of the hold. He held up his lantern to reveal a man sitting next to a barrel. He was soaking wet and covered in barnacles.

"Bootstrap Bill Turner?" Jack eyes widened.

Will's father!

"You look good Jack." water spilled from Bootstrap's mouth.

I shuttered and Jack looked a little unsettled.

"Is this a dream?" Jack asked.

"No." Bootstrap looked confused.

"I thought naught. If it were there'd be rum." Jack sat down across from our visitor.

"I see you got the Pearl back." Bootstrap looked around.

I gritted my teeth and clenched my fists.

Only because Jack killed Hector!

"I had some help retrieving it. Your son." Jack replied.

"William? So, he ended up a pirate after all." Bootstrap sounded somewhat sad.

Jack ignored the comment, "And to what do I owe the pleasure of your carbuncle?"

"He sent me. Davy Jones."

"Ah. So he shanghaied you into service, eh?" Jack stood up, looking disappointed.

"I chose it. I'm sorry for the part I played in the mutiny against you Jack." at that moment, a little crab escaped from Bootstrap's sleeve.

He grabbed it and ate it. Jack and I both shuddered.

Bootstrap stood up and walked over to Jack, "I stood up for ya. Everything went wrong after that. They strapped me to a cannon and I ended up on the bottom of the ocean, the weight of the water crushing down on me. Unable to move. Unable to die, Jack. And I thought that even the tiniest hope of escaping this fate, I would take it. I would trade anything for it."

"It's funny what a man will do to forestall his final judgment." Jack tried to laugh.

"You made a deal with him too Jack. He raised the Pearl from the depths for you. Thirteen years you've been Captain." Bootstrap reminded him.

"Technically, I-"

You won't be able to talk yourself out of this, Jack. The terms what apply to me, apply to you as well. One soul, bound to crew a hundred years upon his ship." Bootstrap said.

"Yes, but The Flying Dutchman already has a Captain. So there's really-" Jack was still trying to get out of it.

"Then it's the Locker for you! The leviathan will find you and drag the Pearl back to the depths and you along with it." Bootstrap started to sound menacing.

"Any idea when Jones might release said terrible beastie?" Jack grimaced.

"I already told you Jack. The time is up. It comes now. Drawn with ravenous hunger for the man what bears the black spot." at this Bootstrap put his hand on Jack's.

Jack stared at his hand and Bootstrap disappeared into the side of the ship. I dashed quietly up the stairs.

I got almost to my cabin when I heard Jack calling in a panicky voice, "On deck all hands! Make faster! On deck! Scurry! Scurry on! Move it! Move it! I want movement!"

I pretended to be coming out of my cabin as Jack rushed up on deck with the rest of the crew following, "Run as if the devil himself was upon us!"

I watched him wrap his hand with a piece of cloth as Gibbs asked, "Do we have a heading?"

"Land." Jack tried to hide under the stairs.

"Which port?"

"I didn't say port, I said land. Any land."

Suddenly the monkey dropped out of the rigging, grabbed Jack's hat and tossed it overboard. I couldn't help laughing a little.

"Jack's hat! Steer about!" Gibbs ordered, looking over the rail.

"No no, leave it." Jack hurried away.

"Back to your stations, the lot of ya!" Gibbs ordered the crew and peered under the stairs, "Jack?"

Jack shushed him and Gibbs looked frustrated, "What's comin' after us?"

"Nothing." Jack lied.

I rolled my eyes and went back to the cabin.