Later that night Jack and Bex were still discussing the key in Jack's quarters. Jack was working out bearings on the map when he discovered all the rum had gone.

"Why is the rum always gone?" he asked mournfully.

"I'll go find some more below deck, there must be some on this huge ship" said Bex standing up and leaving the room.

Bex picked up a lantern from on deck and made her way downstairs and past where the crew were sleeping and headed deeper down into the ship. She reached the storage part of the ship and slowly opened the door. The first thing she noticed was how empty it was, then she saw a rum bottle, picked it up and turned it upside down but it only poured out a load of sand.

Bex slowly walked further into the room and saw a high amount of carbuncle up the walls when suddenly a voice came from within the darkness.

"Time's run out Jack" said the voice making Bex scream and drop the empty bottle.

"Who's there?" she asked, voice trembling as she moved closer to the voice. With the lantern lighting her way it revealed a man who seemed to be half man half carbuncle.

The man looked up at her strangely. "You're not Jack" he said. Bex shook her head. "Who are you then?"

"I'm his daughter" she answered, her voice still trembling.

"Daughter!" he said shocked. "I didn't know he had a child. Where is he?"

"He's in his cabin, I can go get him if you want?" said Bex. The man nodded his head. As Bex went to leave she turned back round to face the strange man. "What's your name?" she asked him.

"Bootstrap, Bootstrap Bill Turner" he answered. Bex gasped and quickly ran back to Jack's cabin.

"Dad!" she cried opening the door.

"What is it? Did you find any rum?" he asked.

"No!" she said grabbing his hand and pulling him out of his chair.

"Where are we going?" he asked as he was dragged below deck to the storage room.

"There's someone who wants to talk to you" said Bex.

"Someone? Bex there is no one down... here" said Jack finally noticing the man in the corner. Bex gave the lantern to Jack and they began to walk closer to the man. "Bootstrap. Bill Turner?" he said sitting down on a barrel opposite Bootstrap.

"You look good Jack" said Bootstrap.

"Is this a dream?" asked Jack staring at him.

"No."

"I thought not, if it were, there'd be rum" said Jack. Bootstrap suddenly outstretched his arm with a bottle of rum in his hand, which Jack retrieved with difficulty.

"You got the Pearl back I see" said Bootstrap.

"I had some help retrieving the Pearl by the way. Your son" said Jack.

"William? He ended up pirate after all?" said Bootstrap. "I also see you have a daughter."

Jack smiled. "Yes I do, and a beautiful one too" he said as Bex sat down next to him on a barrel.

"Since when?" asked Bootstrap. "I never knew you had a child."

"Since four years ago, it's complicated" said Jack putting an arm round Bex's shoulders and kissing her head. "And to what do I owe the pleasure of your carbuncle?"

"He sent me."

"Who sent you?" asked Bex.

"Davy Jones" replied Bootstrap.

"Ah. So it's you then? He shanghaied you into the service, eh?" asked Jack taking a sip of rum.

"I chose it. I'm sorry for the part I played in the mutiny against you Jack" he said as he picked up a small crab and ate it, to the disgust of Jack and Bex. "I stood up for ya. Everything went wrong after that. They strapped me to a cannon. I ended up at the bottom of the ocean, the weight of the water crushing down on me. Unable to move, unable to die, Jack, and I thought the tiniest hope of escape, I would take it, I would trade anything for it."

"It's funny what a man will do to forestall his final judgement" said Jack sipping more rum.

"You made a deal with him too, Jack" said Bootstrap.

Jack stared at Bootstrap. "Bex go upstairs" he said.

"Why?" she asked confused.

"Just go, please" said Jack. Bex stood up and went back up on deck.

"Jack he raised the Pearl from the depths for you, thirteen years you've been Captain" continued Bootstrap.

"Technically, I was only captain for two years until I was viciously mutinied upon" protested Jack.

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

"Yes, but the Flying Dutchman already has a Captain, so there's really-"

"Then it's the locker for you! Though this is terrible, the leviathan will find you and drag the Pearl back to the depths and you along with it" said Bootstrap standing up and leaning in towards Jack.

Jack now had a terrified look upon his face. "Any idea when Jones might release said terrible beastie?"

"I already told you Jack. The time is up" said Bootstrap taking hold of Jack's hand. "It comes now. Drawn with ravenous hunger for men that bears the black spot" he said as he disappeared into the wood.

Jack looked at his hand with horror and then noticed that Bootstrap was nowhere to be seen. In a rush of panic Jack went to the crew's cabin and began bellowing out orders. "All hands on deck! On deck! Scurry! Scurry on! Move it! Move it! I want movement!" he shouted as chaos emerged below deck. When the crew were all on deck Jack shouted more orders. "I want a... plenty of running. Run as if the devil himself and itself were upon us!" he said wrapping his hand with the black spot with a piece of cloth.

"Do we have a heading?" asked Gibbs.

"Ah! Run! Land!" cried Jack who was still panicking. He then ran underneath the stairs.

"Which port?" asked Gibbs.

"I didn't say port. I said land, and land" replied Jack. The monkey suddenly appeared and knocked Jack's hat into the sea.

"Jack's hat! Steer about!" ordered Gibbs.

"No no leave it" said Jack. The crew all stared at him with disbelief and then he ran underneath the stairs again.

"For the love of mother and child Jack, what's coming after us?" asked Gibbs.

"Nothing!" Jack said quickly and he disappeared in his quarters to find Bex sitting in one of the desk chairs.

Bex turned around and saw her father in a fit of panic. "Is everything ok?" she asked standing up.

Jack shook his head. "Bex, sweetheart," he began taking hold of his daughter's hands, "I want you to listen very carefully to what I'm about to say..."

"But you can't die!" said Bex who began to cry as she wrapped her arms around her father's neck.

"I'm sorry" said Jack who shed a few of his own tears. "As long as we can find that key, we should be alright. We'll get through this, you and me, don't worry just yet" he said kissing her head as he held her tighter.