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Thanks for reviewing the last chapter everyone. Here is the latest addition and it'll lead directly into next weeks update. This week we'll see how Jack ended up in the bad place. Italics are his memory.

"...And I asked Gibbs if he knew where the compass was and he said that last he saw Cotton had it. So I went to Cotton, forgetting for a moment that the bloke doesn't talk, lack of tongue and all, and I asked him if he saw it. The bloody parrot on his shoulder says 'Short Sea Venture' and I figured that Marty would know. So I asked him and..."

"Is there a point to any of this?" James asked curtly as they continued to trudge along.

"Of course; so I asked Marty...."

James rolled his eyes and wished he had left Sparrow on the beach. The scene of William and Elizabeth suddenly entered his mind and he thought that Sparrow might've rather enjoyed staying too. "Could you just tell me where it ended up?"

"Was on me belt the whole time," Jack said brightly.

James sighed, loudly and annoyed. "I want thirty minutes of my life back."

Thus far they hadn't seen anything save for trees and other forms of vegetation.

"Am I boring you Commodore?" Jack asked after jumping over a rock in their path.

"Let's just say I've had better conversations with children. More intelligent as well."

James missed the rock and tumbled, knocking Jack over in the process. The two of them rolled down a hill, spinning as they went, and when they finally stopped they just had to take a look around. They were by a beautiful, crystal clear lake with flowers surrounding it and even a bird took a moment to dive down and land on the water.

Jack raised an eyebrow. "Did we fall into some sort of children's story?"

James stood up and helped Jack up as well. He looked back to where they had fallen from and sighed. "We'll have to go back and get the others then."

"Are we sure they're...finished yet? Wouldn't very much enjoy walking in on the middle of anything," Jack said.

The two men looked at each other and shivered.

"Let's give them a few more minutes then." James looked up at the trees surrounding the lake. They sort of shaded the whole area and it was fairly cool where they were. Nothing like where they'd come from. "So Sparrow..."

"Aye?"

"I have a question for you."

Jack shifted a little uneasily, looking to the water and back again. "Aye?" he repeated.

"How did you end up on that ship anyway?"

Jack and his crew were fighting against an enemy which just attacked for no reason.

"Fire," he shouted once again.

Cannons went off but unfortunately they weren't his own. The deck shook beneath his feet as the Pearl was struck yet again. He barely kept his balance by hanging onto the rail. A few unfortunate souls however were tossed overboard by the shaking ship. Hopefully they'd be able to survive long enough to be let back on.

"Where be de Captain o' dis vessel?" a gravelly voice to Jack's left asked.

Sparrow turned to see a man holding a pistol to fair (well, maybe not so much) Ana Maria's head. "I'm," Jack said, choking a bit on the words for once in his life. "I'm the Captain. Let the girl go…"

The man walked forward, and while he was doing that some of his mates from the opposing ship came aboard the Pearl and started either knocking people out or tying them up so that they could bring them on board.

"Let's take a walk to my Captain then..."

"So they attacked the Pearl then?" James asked.

Jack nodded. "Aye, hopefully they didn't sink it after we left..."

Jack was brought to the Captain's cabin and was told to wait a few minutes. Being Jack Sparrow, he wandered around trying to think up anything that might get them the hell out of there and safely as well.

Even though he was a pirate Captain, he still needed to think of the others in addition to himself. He had built up a great crew in the past year; it would be a shame to lose any one of them.

The door slammed open causing Jack to jump as a particularly large man with an equally large, evil smirk on his fat face came into the room.

"Welcome to my ship, Captain," the man spat out.

He went to a chair and took a seat, leaving Jack no other option but to stand in front of him as the man picked food from his teeth.

"To what do I owe the reason of this little visit?" Jack asked, deciding to be the first to say anything at the moment.

"You have a fairly strong crew Captain. I like that."

"Oh, well then, thank you." Jack knew however that there was something else behind this.

The Captain continued talking. "The stronger the man, the more one can earn for them; if ye catch me drift. Tis a motto I live by."

"More one can earn? What do you mean by that?" Jack asked.

The man stood, raised a fist and punched Jack in the face sending him to the ground hard. "Little on the weak side but I'm sure yer wurt some shillings. Could make a house man or something the like," he said while rubbing his chin.

The door again swung open and two men dragged a semi conscious Jack to the brig of the ship where about fifteen other people were sitting, all of which looked disheveled and cadaverous.

The crewmen shut the door behind him and Jack knew he was in terrible danger then.

Jack was oddly silent now; it was almost unnerving.

James didn't want to push him any further at the moment so he decided that now might be a good time to get William and Elizabeth over here. "Why don't you set up some kind of camp and then we'll all figure out together what to do next?"

"Right," Jack said, looking a little more cheerful than he did a few seconds ago.

James sighed as he began to climb back up to reach the beach. There he found William and Elizabeth sitting still on the sand. Turner's shirt was off and he seemed to be whispering something onto her shoulder.

He finally must've told her then, James thought to himself.

Elizabeth was the first to see him though. "Did you have any luck?" she asked.

William wiped off his face (particularly his eyes) before turning to look at James as well.

"We found a little cove just in the forest," James said while pointing. "Completely by mistake of course."

"Well then let's go then," Will said. He helped Elizabeth up and the three of them went back.

When they arrived at the lake, Jack didn't seem to be there.

"I told him to wait here," James said while looking around.

"I did," a voice called out from the vicinity of the water.

Will and James both looked over to see Jack treading water in the middle of the lake. Elizabeth on the other hand looked to a nearby rock where Jack's clothes were.

"Come on in, the water's great," Sparrow said with a wide grin.

I promise next week to be fun along with someone else's memory, which won't be as much fun. Thanks for reading.