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Can't say about Jack Sparrow, but this island just south of the straits where I trade spice for... delicious, long pork. Cannot say about Jack. But you'll find that ship there. A ship with black sails.

That was it. That was what they were looking for and the reason they were now currently on a small French ship looking for a beach that supposedly had the Black Pearl and, hopefully, Jack on it.

Seeing as how there was nothing else to do but wait, and none of the crew members of the ship besides the captain spoke a word of english, Will and Helena decided to pass the time by telling each other their stories. Helena told Will how she had spent the past twelve years trying to track down Jack, going from port to port trying to find any trace of him, and stopping by Tortuga every now and again, hoping he might return there. Will couldn't believe that in twelve years she never once ran into Jack, especially in Tortuga, but he had experience enough in life so far to know that indeed anything was possible.

In turn, Will told her of his adventure with Jack, leaving out a few choice details of course. He still couldn't figure out why she was convinced that Jack was kidnapped in the middle of the night, but, from the short time he had known her, he also figured that maybe he didn't want to know. Not yet anyways. The woman was...different, that was for sure. She was also very talkative. Which wouldn't have been so bad, if it wasn't for the fact that half the time she didn't make any sense. And for someone who appeared to be a pirate, she sure didn't seem to know very much about the lifestyle of one. But again, Will thought it best to save all these thoughts for another time. After all, there were more important matters at hand, like the island that was quickly coming into view.

Will and Helena were both standing by the railing when the captain came up to them and informed them that his brother would be taking them to shore. They quickly boarded themselves into the row boat and were soon joined by the sailor who would row them ashore.

After a few long minutes Helena leaned over to get a better look of the shore, or more specifically, the huge ship that was beached on the shore. "Huh. Nice ship. Wonder who it belongs to." she mumbled to herself thoughtfully. Will just looked at her.

It wasn't long after that the sailor stopped rowing the boat.

"What's wrong, the beach is right there?" Will asked the man, very confused at the sudden stop.

"Ne bougeais pas, c'set beaucoup trop dangereaux. "

It was now Helena's turn to reply. "Pardon?"

"Je ne pois, c'est trop dangereaux, j'avais le dit. "

Knowing that he didn't have time to argue with a man he couldn't even understand, Will gathered his stuff and made ready to jump off. Taking his lead, Helena did the same, with a little less grace. Instead of diving like Will, she more...tripped and fell. As they swam to shore, they could faintly hear the man's voice call a Bon Voyage after them.

Before long they had reached shore and were finally able to stand up. Helena stood in her place looking around the place while Will continued to call out Jack's name, and the names of the crew. When it was obvious that he wasn't going to get a answer, he decided it'd be best for them to split up so they could cover more ground.

"Alright, I'll go this way, and you go that way and if neither of us find anything we'll meet back here." Will was just about to walk off when Helena latched herself onto his arm. He was startled at first, then he looked down to see her wide eyes staring back at him.

"Why are you leaving me?" It was the first time he had seen her without a confident look on her face. Now she was looking down right scared.

"I'm..I'm not leaving you. We're just going separate ways."

"Why!"

"So we ca..." he had to loosen her hold on his arm before she cut off the blood circulation. He was just barely able to pry her fingers off of him. "So we can cover more ground."

"I don't want to be alone!" she said in a whisper. "This place gives me the willies." she added to her point by shifting her eyes back and forth over the area.

'Oh lord.' Will let out a sigh. "Ok look, why don't you stay here, guard the ship, and if anything should happen, just, yell for me, alright?"

Helena still wasn't thrilled with the idea, but it was better than having to go through the jungle by herself. "Alright. I'll just...stay 'ere. Guard the ship." she said with a nod.

"Good." and with that, Will was off.

As she watched him walk off towards the unknown, Helena quickly scanned the area once more. Her eyes landed on a big rock that caused a smile to tug on her lips. She walked over and picked it and cradled it to her as if it were a baby.

"Just in case."