Disclaimer: Neither of us own Pirates of the Caribbean, unfortunately.

Author's Note: Sanari and I just thought we'd have a little fun with this. It was and idea that started off just as a joke, and ended up turning into a seriously good idea. Thanks to all those that read and review ! You'll get cookies !


Chapter Three

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Jacklyn screamed again.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! …" he started to whimper, "will you quit it! --- HEY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING! STOP! NO! NOT GOOD!" Jacklyn had pulled the mirror off the wall and placed it glass down on the a chair.

She ran into the living room; sitting on the couch. Shaking as it thundered and lightening outside.

"Help…? Please…? I won't scare you anymore…"

The TV in front of Jacklyn suddenly came on. The screen flickered with unwanted static, Bowbow stood in front of the static, his arms crossed.

"That wasn't very nice Jacky…you used to love your Bowbow…"

The TV stopped flickering, and turned off. Jacklyn couldn't see him anywhere, and she was getting nervous. The couch cushion beside her depressed as someone sat down beside her.

"Now Jacky, I'm not here to scare you, nor to haunt you…I'm here because this is where I died, though, I'm sure you read all about that today. I'm here because I am forced to stay on this spit of land, and I'm here, because you said my name…"

"I said Bowbow…?"

"No," he chuckled softly. "You said William Edward Jonathon Turner"

"the name on the trunk"

"Bingo! … er … I mean, Aye. Argh! I mean YES! Slang … it rubs off on you over time…"

Jacklyn looked to her right; she saw him. His form was materializing. She screamed. Jumping up slightly; tumbling backwards over the arm of the couch.

"Ack ! Are you okay !"

He leaned over the couch and helped her up. Shivering, Jacklyn collapsed against him. He was warm…he was dead…why was he warm?

" Well…well Mr. Turner…if…if you are a …ghost….than why are you as warm as living flesh ?"

Jacklyn bite her lip looking at him with a terrified confusion. William smiled sadly and looked at her,

" I was burned to death in a fire…I assume that is why I am still as warm as the day I died…except not black and crispy."

Jacklyn was about to say something when she heard something in the kitchen. She got off the couch and walked into the kitchen. Halting where she stood.

The refrigerator was open and there; in the air was a floating carrot. Being eaten!

Will had gotten up and followed her. He looked in, and back at her. He laughed softly at her state of confusion.

" That's just Theo…."

"Who ?"

"Theo ! He was the Shoppe donkey…he died in the fire too…"

"awwwww that's so sad! Poor donkey!"

"Poor DONKEY?"

"Sorry!"

The sorry didn't come soon enough; Will had disappeared.

Jacklyn sighed; not knowing where he went. She walked back into the living room. The minute she turned on the TV a lightening bolt hit the house. The TV exploded and caught on fire.

Jacklyn gasped and screamed shrilly. She ran into the dining room and got the fire extinguisher. She hurriedly put out the fire as Will's eerie voice cut through the air

"This land be cursed"

He reappeared beside her, his clothing was all on fire, yet he was unhurt, yet Jacklyn could smell burning flesh. Will felt nothing of it he closed his eyes; the fires slowly vanished.

Before the fires completely vanished, Jacklyn tried to get rid of them with the fire extinguisher. The carbon-dioxide foam covered him from head to toe.

Will glared at her through the foam that covered his face.

"Heh … Snow Ghost!"

"Not funny"

"Yes it is…"

"Not"

"Is"

"Not"

"Is"

"Not"

"Is"

"Not"

"Not"

"Is … damn!"

"HA!"

" I hate you…"

Will glared at her, his arms crossed. Jacklyn pouted, her lip quivering as her tears welled up

" You, you hate me ? BOWBOW !"

She screamed before she started bawling her eyes out. Will looked around nervously and moved closer to her. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close…

"Please Jacky, don't cry…I don't hate you, I don't…"

"I know !"

Jacklyn grinned happily up at Will as his face clouded over in a cross between anger and confusion.

"Uhg…"

Jacklyn suddenly yelped.

"what! What is it!"

"GOT TO PEE!"

She took off running. "Gotta pee! Gotta pee! Gotta pee! Gotta pee! Gotta pee! Gotta pee! Gotta pee! Gotta pee!"

Running up the stairs to the second floor, "Gotta pee! Gotta pee! Gotta pee! Gotta pee! Gotta pee! Gotta pee! Gotta pee! Gotta pee!"

Running down a hallway, "Gotta pee! Gotta pee! Gotta pee! Gotta pee! Gotta pee! Gotta pee! Gotta pee! Gotta pee! "

The bathroom door slams.

"She's worse than Jack…"

"Now mate, don't you go sayin' things yeh don' mean. S'not nice."

A man, roughly as tall as Will, stood to his left. He was tanned, his dark hair was long and braided and deadlocked, with beads woven into it, his beard was hastily trimmed, and braided, both braids finishing in two beads. He wore a faded red bandana.

"Jack…where…what--oh I give up…"

Will shook his head trying to figure it out. The second man disappeared for now.

Jacklyn came running back down the stairs

" Don't gotta pee ! Don't gotta pee ! Don't gotta pee ! Don't gotta pee ! Don't gotta pee ! Don't gotta pee !"

Will rolled his eyes

" Now there is one thing I don't miss about living…"

"Don't gotta pee! To scared to pee!"

"Why?"

"Ugly Tanned Rasta-dude in mirror!"

"HEY!" a new voice spoke out of no where; a voice Jacklyn didn't know.

Will started laughing hysterically, clutching his abdomen

"That's Jack Sparrow--"

"CAPTAIN, Will, CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow"

" Aye Captain…"

Will rolled his eyes

"Thank fully Jack here died by going down with the Black Pearl-- again. So he's not bound to this place. Just me and Theo…"

"Wait! His name's Captain Will Captain Jack Sparrow?"

If this had been an anime; Jacklyn was sure Will would have face planted after that comment.

"Will, will, will, you just had to haunt the home of an idiot…"

"HEY!"

"I swear, Jack, she is just like you…"

"Hold up there you!" Jack whined; mimicking Harbormaster he confronted all those years early; before he met will. "I might be insane; but I am not an idiot!"

"Don't give yourself the pleasure of thinking that Jack. And I am NOT haunting the house of an idiot…I'm haunting the house of an…a…erm…"

" Moron ?"

" Yeah that's-- NO !"

Will grunted. He pointed to the front door

"Just go Jack…just go…I need to talk to Jacklyn…alone."

"Ah, so you've found yourself another gal, I see how it is Will-ol'-boy. I see how you's playing tha cards."

Jack bowed to Jacklyn and Will. He turned and started walking away, and eerie fog took over, and he slowly vanished, humming A Pirates Life for me…

" Not what I had in mind Jack !"

Will sighed sadly and turned back to Jacklyn,

"In 283 years, you learn to let the passed go, to realize she did was she absolutely had to, to survive in this world. And after 283 years, you learn that love, though strong, cannot suffer the death of one of you two…I'm happy she lived on and had a family, a beautiful one at that…"

He smiled sadly, tears showing in his ghostly eyes, before he started to fade away.

Jacklyn tried to blink back tears but in doing so she yawned. It was near midnight now. She headed back up the stairs to her room. She yawned as she changed into her pajamas. As she crawled into bed. As she started to fall asleep, she felt the covers pull up to her shoulders and a faint whisper.

"Goodnight…"