Jack and Will had only been gone a week. They had done some trading in Tortuga and had heard about some lucrative trading opportunities on another island. They set sail for the island but in the middle of the night a storm came up. The crew had all seem worse storms by far but something about this one unnerved Jack's first mate.
"Jack, we need to turn around and sail home," Will said to Jack.
"Will, me boy. We've been through much worse than this. Why we don't even have to bring down the canvas yet," Jack said to Will.
"Jack, trust me. I know something is wrong. I can feel it in my bones. We must sail home."
Jack and the crew looked at Will. None of them had ever seen him in this state. He was nervous and pacing around on the deck of the Pearl. He was completely useless to help with his mind in such a worried state. He'd been sailing with Jack on the Pearl for years and never reacted like this.
"Will. Go below and get some sleep. Ye feel different in a few hours," Jack told him, hoping that it was lack of sleep that has caused Will's ill feelings.
Will knew that Jack was not going to just turn around and go home; so reluctantly Will went below. He didn't understand his feelings; a storm had never spooked him before. The storm was not that bad but he had an unyielding desire to get home. After tossing and turning in his bed missing the feel of his wife beside him, Will finally feel asleep, but his sleep was filled with strange and unnerving dreams.
"Elizabeth, hold on. I'm coming for you," Will said reaching for Elizabeth who was drowning in the water. She was just out of his grasp. He reached out his hand to grab her hand and then suddenly she vanished. "NO! I can't lose you!"
Then suddenly they were home and a storm came up and destroyed only their home. He couldn't find William or Elizabeth. He called their names over and over. They were gone then he walked down to the shore to search for them; and it was there that he discovered their bodies. He sank to his knees and cried.
He saw Elizabeth again, she was with Tia Dalma. He remembered it as the same scene as when William was born. Elizabeth screamed out in pain then suddenly the screaming stopped. Will went to see her expecting to see her holding a baby and he was waiting for the baby's cries. Tia shook her head, "I sorry. Both 'er and da baby did not survive."
Will jumped out of his bed. He was covered in a cold sweat. I can not take this any more. He raced up the steps to find Jack. "Jack I must speak to you now!"
Jack took Will down to Jack's cabin. He saw Will was physically shaking. "Are ye sick Will?"
"No Jack. I keep having nightmares about Elizabeth and our family."
"'Ere," Jack said as he poured Will a large tankard of rum.
Will normally didn't drink rum that much but he took the glass and downed it so quickly that Jack's eyes grew wide. He then proceeded to tell Jack about all of his nightmares. Jack looked at Will and then looked at his charts. Without saying a word; he rose out of the chair and started to the deck. Will followed close behind Jack. Jack then gave direction to the crew, "We're heading home boys with great haste."
Will let out a sigh of relief and mumbled to himself, "hold on Elizabeth. Hold on. I'm coming." Will just continued to stand in the rain near the rail just waiting for the moment he could see home.
Jack looked at Will and said to Gibbs, "I don't know what it is but something terrible has happened and we need to get home fast. I didn't feel it at first but Will's right – I feel it in my bones."