Hi again… if you are reading the second part to chapter one, then thank you… I never knew I was a good story writer . If you are starting from here, or you forgot the first part of this chapter, what has happened so far is Will needs Jack to help him get to Elizabeth and Jack agrees only because he wants the Dutchman for his own needs

"what do I owe the pleasure in assisting you with eh?" Jack leant against the Dutchman's mast and crossed his arms.

"I need to find a leeway in the 10 year rule. I have to go on land now, I can't wait another nine years to see Elizabeth." Jack was pleased to know that he would need the help of Barbossa. He hadn't seen him for as long as he can rememeber. It would be the perfect revenge for stealing The Black Pearl from Jack again. It was the third time he had to watch that man sail away on his ship. Jack snatched off the compass from his trousers.

"we will set sail in… a general that direction, to the east" The crew climbed onto the deck with supplies restocked. Jack could smell the sweet rum. " raise the anchor on the starboard side!" he shouted. Jack was finally in command again. It felt good to finally see people carry out his actions, he was going to enjoy this. As the ship rocked between the waves, Jack planned his next move. He had to get rid of Will and his father. Again his thoughts were interrupted by the sweet smell of rum. Jack had tried very hard to stop drinking his beloved vile, but it always came back to haunt him, this time in the form of Bootstrap Bill. He licked his dry lips trying to quench his thirst. Bootstrap smiled and offered Jack the bottle.

"jack…tell me what you are thinking. Why are you really here?"

"to help your son". Jack stumbled and pointed with empty bottle.

"Jack don't forget I sailed with you once before. I have you all figured out"

"do you now? Or maybe the person you think you know about is really someone you know nothing about, and this person you think you know abot, but know nothing about, knows more about you than you do, savvy?" Jack glared at Bootstrap gleefully as he tried to understand Jack's drunken riddle.

"listen Jack you wont be able to play any tricks on me or fool my son, not while im on this ship" Bootstrap remarked.

"mate…im already half way there" Jack retorted.

"Jack!" Will yelled over the noise of the crew. "on the horizon, an English ship!"

"looks like an old friend Jack" Bootstrap was secretly pleased. The East India Trading Company had come for Jack.

"ah, my old English friend, if Becket is dead then Mercer must be in charge, this should be a treat". Jack steered the ship towards the white sails and parked parallel to the Dauntless. The Captain emerged from the cabin below. Jack's cheerful face soon changed to one of confusement and disappointment. The face was all too familiar.

"Captain Teague!" Bootstrap shouted greeting his old friend.

"ah, Bootstrap. I see you have become your old self again". They punched fists together and Teague winked at Jack who smirked at the gesture. Capatin Teague and Bootstrap descended below deck and Jack was left to ponder on his own.

" who was that?" Will asked intently. He still knew nothing of the previous gathering of the 4th court.

"captain Teague, keeper and protector of the ocde"

"the pirates code?"

"What other code is there?" Jack sighed and rolled his eyes.

" Jack I've told you once before, I am not a simpleton, you know him more than just a protector of the code, I saw the wink you shared"

"we didn't 'share' anything. There is no room for bondage on the sea mate, you should know that" Jack snatched the rum from Will's hands and gulped down as much as possible.

"I miss her Jack, the work of Davy Jones is setting us apart"

"your life doesn't end! How can you regret what I did for you?! Don't you realise what I gave up?" Jack had a sudden revelation, he had to stab the heart,no ,it was cruel. Still, the thought was there. Suddenly, Captain Teague emerged from below, Bootstrap followed quickly behind him. Jack stood up and walked to the wheel. "all hands on deck! Make way to set sail"

"captain, we have new arrivals on our voyage to wherever it is we may be going" Bootstrap glanced over to Captain Teague who sluted him wit 2 fingers.

"oh no,", Jack sighed heavily. He wouldn't be able to rid of the Turners now. Captain Teague approached jack, who turned away to face the port side of the ship.

"how are ya Jacky?"

Jack replied quickly and without eye contact. "I'm fine, we are going to set sail, so follow behind on your ship or something" Captain Teague glared at Jack's back before listening to his son's orders and leaving The Flying Dutchman. The fleet set sail.