Will stepped closer up to Jack, hoping against all hope that he doesn't have to take his former mate into his crew. „He is already close to death…" ,sighs Will softly.
Gibbs explains „He has to make it. He just became father of a little boy today."
Will then says „I'll ask Calypso to help. She can safe Jack."
„Do it. Do everything in your power, for Jack and his family…" is heard from a desperate Gibbs.
After that is being said, Will leaves for the Dutchman. There he tries to contact Calypso.
While he waited till the sea goddess shows up, Angelica allows herself to be accompanied on deck. She sits down besides Marty, Cotton and Scrum. Doing so she indulges in some rum after nine months absence. Even though she knows that her wee one could indulge it too with the mother's milk, she risks it, as she is sure of the fact that the next time he gets hungry, there will be no trace left of the rum.
Trying to distract her from the captain's condition, Scrum starts a dialoge „You gave birth today, didn't ye?"
„Yes, a little boy" , Angelica confirms softly.
„Nursling for Jack! Aawk" crows the parrot on Cotton's shoulder. Hearing this Angelica looks sadly donw to the floor. Hopefully fate wouldn't be so cruel as giving her a son today, but taking her fiancé at the same time.
„Do you have a name for your son" ,Marty does like to know.
She shakes her head. „Not yet. Jack wanted to choose a name. All I know is that my little one will have the nickname ´gorrion´."
„Gorrion?" They all ask in unison, confused with the meaning of it.
Angelica explains it happily to them. „It's Spanish for sparrow. If he isn't allowed to have his father's surname, he should at least have it as a nickname. Mi gorrion…"
In the meantime, Calypso has made her appearance on the Dutchman. Will says directly „We need your help. Jack is on the brink of death."
Calypso/Tia shakes her head, sending her dreadlocks flying around and means „Than it will be his fate."
Will can't believe it. „No! You must help him. – He has a son…"
The sea godess who shows herself in her human form again, steps closer to Will. „Fate can't be controlled William Turner. If it is witty Jack's time to leave, I can do nothing about it. Fate can be cruel sometimes, but it has to happen."
Shocked Will tries to persuade her. „Please, Tia Dalma – you have to save him. If not for his sake then for his son's who was just born today. He shouldn't grow up without his father." Calypso still didn't budge. So Will goes desperate „I know you once loved Jack, Tia. You were lovers. Can't you find it in your heart to be there for him now in his dire time of need? For old times sake?"
Adding his puppy dog look, Will finally gets his way. Calypso/Tia saunters over to a big wooden chest, unlocks it and gets various vials and some other needed items out of it. With a stern look to her ferryman, she says in her thick Jamaican accent „Now take me to him, before it is too late for a healing ritual."
The Pearl's crewmen get up when they see the voodoo priestess/sea godess walk onto their ship. Some even lift of their hats and bow to her in respect. She just nods to them and continues on her way to the captain's cabin, followed by Will. Realizing where this mysterious woman is going to, Angelica stands up with Scrum's help and wobbles after them, leaving her son with Marty and Cotton. Cotton's parrot squawks happily „Wind in your sails!"
Inside the cabin, Bootstrap and Gibbs are talking in hushed tones, always afraid of disturbing the peaceful aura, glancing over to Jack from time to time, to make sure he is still breathing. They are standing close to the bunk, ready to act if the need arises. Just as the cabin door opens to reveal Will and behind him the mighty Calypso, the wounded captain takes in a weezing, staggering breath, his chest heaving in the process. Then he lies absolutely still, his upper body not moving up and down any longer. Terrified Gibbs puts his ear over his captain's still chest and hears nothing. Bootstrap getting the hint, lays two fingers to Jack's neck. He too is unable to detect a pulse. It is over. Help has come too late and the great Captain Sparrow is dead, killed by grape-shot that has gone astray!
Calmly walking over to the bunk, Tia shooes Gibbs and Bootstrap out of the cabin. With a meaningful stare at Will, who gets the drift and also takes his leave, the godess turns her attention to Jack. Looking at him longingly and gently caressing his stubbled cheek, she murmors „What have you got yourself into now, witty Jack? I can't always be there to get you out of a fickle. You haven't changed one bit since the last time we saw each other." Saying this she sounds like a mother who is scourning her child for it's bad behavior. She smiles at the memories that are flooding her mind, but she quickly comes back to the present and readies her herbs, mixing them in a bowl with water and some rum.
With a flick of her hand, she removes the bandages around his torso, where the most damage has been done. Shaking her head in disbelief, Tia mixes other herbs and makes a paste out of them. It has a greenish-brown colour and looks a bit like something that has already been eaten and spit back out. The odour that comes from this mass is revolting, but Tia doesn't mind. Her only goal is to heal Jack, get him back to the land of the living. With utmost care she evenly applies the paste onto the wounds, making sure every single one is covered. Then she rewraps the captain's chest and does the same with the injuries to his arms.
Satisfied with her work so far, Tia now concocts another brew from her various herbs. Smoke is coming up from the bowl, which she sets right in the middle of Jack's chest and enfolds the priestess in it. She holds out her arms up in the air and starts chanting in a foreign, very old language. Minutes go by without anything happening. But then the smoke disappears and Tia takes the now useless bowl away. Putting her hands over his heart, she continues with her chanting, till suddenly she feels a weak beat under her palm. Jack's heart is beating again! Very glad that the ritual worked, Tia stays a bit longer with Jack, until she is certain that both his pulse and his breathing are strong enough to leave him alone for awhile.
With a smile on her dark face, the sea godess exits the cabin and is directly confronted by Will, Bootstrap, a very anxious Angelica and a restless, worried crew. Putting all their minds at ease, she says soflty „Witty Jack is going to make it. But it will be a long recovery ahead of him. He'll need all of his friends and crew to help him through this dark and heavy time." The crew starts to cheer and whistle, some even dancing a jig right where they are standing. Their captain will be back with them in the future. That makes them all very happy. Because having a fair captain like Jack, is better for them than any treasure in the world.
Angelica shows her gratitude for the saving of her fiancé by hugging Tia tightly. „Thank you so much. I can't even put it into words what you have done for me and my son. Because of your help, he still has a father, who'll be able to see him grow up. Muchas gracias." Patting Angelica on her back in a soothing manner, Tia loses the embrace and means „It was my pleasure. But now the rest is up to Jack. He'll sleep deeply for a long time, giving his body the much needed time to heal, especially on his inside. All you have to do, is give him the herb cocktail I've made, every four hours. The paste has to be applied anew after about a week's time. His bandages should be changed every day to prevent infection. And you'll see in a few weeks, your witty Jack will be back to his old charming self. Rest assured."
With a last reassung pat on Angelica's back, Tia leaves the Pearl and returns to the Dutchman. Gibbs reliefed to know his friend is on the mend, shouts „The captain is going to live! I say, drinks all around!" Happily the crew start to carry rum barrels from below decks to the center of the main deck, while others bring out the food from the galley. Wishing to say goodbye to his old friend, Will goes back into the captain's quarters, closely followed by his father and Angelica. Both men look down at Jack who now has a bit of his old skin colour back. Speaking their goodbyes softly and with a squeeze of Jack's unmoving left hand, both father and son, finally take their leave and return to the Dutchman. They have a duty to carry out. And Angelica just sits down on the side of the mattress, leans down over Jack and whispers in his ear „Come back to me Jack. Your son and I need you, your crew needs their captain. So please, fight those demons and just come back. – I love you so much."
She kisses him softly on his forehead, nose and both his cheeks. Then she covers his lips with hers, loving their rough, but still soft texture. All the while tears are flowing down her face, because the love of her life is still fighting for his very life. Finally she gets up, goes out on deck and takes her son back from Marty and Cotton, trying to distract herself with the festivities from the loyal crew.