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Chapter 7#: A Rusty Key to a not-so Rusty Heart

Solence sat in her cell in the dungeon in a fortress in Port Royal. She lay on the floor for hours on end, holding her legs tightly. Tears spilled from her eyes and the cold iron was used to hold her legs together and her arms together. The world seemed less bright to Solence, her heart was hidden in darkness and so was her body, hidden in the shadows of a cold cell. A tear rolled down her cheek and fell to the ground. A small grey mouse scurried across the floor and bit Solence's finger. Her finger started to bleed, but she was experiencing pain much worse than a mouse bite; she was experiencing terrible heartache. She stood up and walked to her wooden bunk and she sat for another hour, to weak to carry on. The cell wall that led to the outside world started to crack. There was a loud boom and the wall crumbled. Solence turned her head slowly to see the damage.

'Let's go Cap'n!' Shouted Emily, 'that slimy git Barbossa led a mutiny against us! We must take action!'

Solence stood up. She tried to smile at her best friend but her mouth didn't agree with her. Some of her crew walked threw the rubble and smiled at her.

'What are you waiting for Cap'n?' Mr. Frankford asked

'Yeah Captain,' said Mr. Harris, 'some of the guards must have heard us blow-up this wall, either that or they're deaf!'

Solence smiled a sad smile and walked over to the gap in the wall. Her crew looked at her in silence.

'Well,' Solence said with a mysterious smile, 'what are you waiting for you scurvy dogs! Get moving!'

'Aye, aye, Cap'n!' the crew replied.

Emily tossed Solence her weapons and they all bolted out of there to the docks. Solence was going to find Jack; he is the one who knows how to restore Beckett to mortality.

The rain poured on the deck of the Flying Dutchman. After the crew finally realized that they were no longer attached to the Pearl, Elizabeth started to worry. Will didn't know since he was enjoying a relaxing break while Elizabeth handled things along with his father. He was feeling slightly jealous since commanding the Dutchman was usually his job, still, he was quite impressed with Elizabeth's determination. He turned over onto his side and opened his pearly shell. The pearly trans-parent screen showed none other than Elizabeth. Her hair was no longer in a neat bun, her hair had come out of it and was sticking to her face with the rain. Her pirates cloak was soaked and she had to empty her boots every ten minutes to get rid of the water. She looked exhausted! She didn't look well at all, Will thought to himself. He watched her stand at the helm of the ship, she was steering. He watched her stand tall, her face was soaking and her usually bright face was pale. He watched her fall to the ground and was horrified; she had gone over the top trying to prove to Will that she could still do things. It was his entire fault. He ran out of the room and ran to the helm of the ship. His father was raping his coat around her and the rest of the crew stopped to watch what was going on.

'Mr. Turner,' Will said to his father, 'kindly watch the ship while I tend to Elizabeth.'

'Aye, Captain Turner.' Bootstrap replied.

Will picked up Elizabeth with ease. She wasn't as light as she used to be, but she wasn't heavy. He sheltered her from the rain as he carefully walked down to his chambers. He laid her on the bed and re-moved the long coat. Will got her out of her wet things and she soon fell asleep. This wasn't an ordinary storm, Will thought to himself; this was the work of the sea goddess, Calypso.

'William Turner,' came a voice coming from the window.

Will walked to the window of his chamber and saw nothing but raindrops; he figured he imagined the voice and turned away.

'You are bending da rules of da Flying Dutchman!' Calypso said

'What do you want of me!' Will shouted, 'Stop your horrible storm and I will do as you wish!'

He watched the storm start to clear and watched all the raindrops evaporate with the sun.

'William Turner, you are to send da one you call Bootstrap to shore and him is to escort her, the pirate King to da island dat you last said good-bye and you will say good-bye and never look back until da ten years are up.' Said the sharp voice of the sea goddess.

'And what if I refuse?' Will asked.

'Den her will die!' shouted Calypso

'I can't just leave her on a deserted island!' Will yelped

'Id is either dat or death!' screeched the sea goddess's voice

Will was extremely overwhelmed with this tall order. He had known that he would have to say good-bye to Elizabeth soon, but he didn't think it would be this soon. He looked over at the pale form of his wife. She didn't look well; he had brought this upon his wife and un-born child. He should have had her stay on the Pearl but he only listened to his selfish needs and he took her aboard his ship. If he had to take her to the island, he was going to do it his way!

'You are to let my crew have a day off to build her a sturdy home! And she is not to be harmed by anyone or any of your small chaotic storms!' Will said.

'You are trying ta bargain with da goddess of da sea! And ya, William Turner want me ta do as you command?' Calypso said slowly, 'I will take da duties for da day but only one day only!' Calypso said coolly

'It's a deal then!' Will said aloud

A small cloud appeared in his room and it started to grow and grow and grow until it was a large size. It started to shape it's self into a large hand. The hand reached out to Will and William Turner shook it and the cloud disappeared into thin air. Will looked to Elizabeth who was tossing and turning in her sleep. She started to pant and she sat up bolt right and screamed aloud. Will hurried over to her and grasped her hand. Elizabeth squeezed it tightly and tiny beads of sweat came down her face.

'Are you alright, Elizabeth?' Will asked Elizabeth softly.

Elizabeth looked at Will with her huge brown eyes; they were filled with fright but otherwise, she was fine. Her hands were trembling by the second and her clothing was soaked with cold sweat. Will still listened for an answer. He scooped his hands under Elizabeth's head and sat down on the bed beside her.

'I-I' Elizabeth said quietly, 'I saw terrible things! Horrible, horrible things. I called for you but they wouldn't let go!'

'Who wouldn't let go?' Will asked in a startled tone, 'What horrible things? Who were they happening to?'

'Jack is in danger; you are in danger. Solence is in danger.' Elizabeth said quietly

Will didn't understand what Elizabeth was saying. She obviously wasn't well. Who was this Solence she was talking about? Does she know a Solence from along time ago? Is this one of Calypso's tricks? All these thoughts were zooming threw his mind; he knew what he had to do to help the welfare of his beautiful Elizabeth and his child to be. He kissed Elizabeth on her warm cheek and ran onto the deck of the Flying Dutchman. It was boiling hot and the crew was panting and gasping at the extreme heat.

'Set sail for port, Mr. Turner!' Will shouted to his father.

Soon his Elizabeth will be safe. He wouldn't hold her hand for the longest time; he wouldn't feel the warmth of her kiss or ever stroke her beautiful hair for a decade. It might just be ten years to everybody else, but it was like eternity for Will and Elizabeth. The clock might speed up for others but when Will had to say good-bye to Elizabeth while the rest of his crew was going ashore to build her home, the clock stopped just for them. Will kissed Elizabeth passionately and inhaled the sweet smell of her hair. Elizabeth rapped her arms around Will's neck and Will closed his eyes and tried to remember her touch because he had to live on that memory until they were together again. He kissed her once more and they looked at each other for what seemed like hours. They didn't want the clock to start again, but the sooner they broke apart the sooner they would be back together.

'William, I will think of you day and night until the day I die.' Elizabeth whispered, 'It won't be hard to ever forget you since I poses your heart.'

'You are my treasure, more important to me than any other bounty of silver and gold; ten years seems like a long time at the moment, but if you think of me every night,' Will said softly as he stroked Elizabeth's hair one last time, 'then I promise the time will go by faster then anticipated.'

Elizabeth smiled at her husband one last time and she picked up the small chest which held the heart of her husband and was slowly escorted by Bootstrap Bill who was listening to every word that Will and Elizabeth exchanged. Elizabeth sat in the rowboat holding her stomach and the chest right beside her and Bootstrap rowed to the small island. Will watched for not along time but the clock was going slow on purpose know, like it wanted his darling treasure to be pulled farther and farther away from him. Even though his heart was contained in a steel chest, he felt it breaking into a million pieces. His mind raced with what ifs; what if Elizabeth gets hurt? What if Calypso doesn't stay true to her word? What if his only child hates him for abandoning his mother on an island and never looking back? The only thing that was keeping him alive right now was that he knew he would one day be re-untied with the one he loves. Will was then shocked at what happened next. Elizabeth tried to jump out of the rowboat but was restricted by Bootstrap. Will wanted to have her in his arms right now! He couldn't wait ten years to see her again! The pain it would cause him would kill him. He had always known that this job would be a heavy burden to bear but he never thought it would tare him apart until all that was left was a hurt in a steel chest.

Jack and his crew sailed to the middle of the Pacific. They were going to find Barbossa and he loved every little bit of this search. So far he didn't need one drop of rum to construct a plan, and for once in his life he was actually planning things out instead of "winging it". It felt pretty good, but then again he missed the rum and the wenches. Also, he missed having to escape out of sticky spots since it had helped his reputation along the seven seas. But what he had gained from doing all this nice stuff was that he was actually feeling good about himself. This might have been because he wasn't hung over daily because he wasn't drinking any rum at the moment or maybe he really did change. Nah, he thought to himself, it was just the rum shortage that was keeping him from doing something rash. Truth be told he didn't know where Barbossa actually was but then again it was natural instinct that always helped the compass work so maybe he didn't need it after all. The last time he saw Hector Barbossa, he was in the middle of the big blue Pacific. He couldn't have gotten far since the Fierce de Ray is really slow, but maybe he took one of his "short cuts" meaning he most likely led a mutiny (which he is prone to do).

'Mr. Gibbs!' Jack shouted to the starboard side of the boat, 'how much farther then the middle of this big blue beasty?'

'Cap'n? We are in the middle of the big blue.' Mr. Gibbs said.

'ANCHOR DOWN!' Jack shouted.

Half of the crew helped to bring the anchor down but Mr. Gibbs was curious. He walked over to Jack who was playing with one of his dreadlocks. Uh oh! Mr. Gibbs thought to himself; it looked like Jack had found the crews secret supply of rum. Jack was gulping down the last drop of the hidden stash and since it was Mr. Gibbs idea to hide the rum in down bellow, this was surely his head that will pay the price.

'Uh, Cap'n?' Mr. Gibbs addressed Jack, 'What are we waited for?'

Jack looked to Mr. Gibbs and dropped his rum bottle. He got up and walked slowly to the port side of the ship. The sun was setting since they had been up all day. The seagulls were feasting on what looked like a dead shellfish and the crew was singing a line from the pirates theme.

'Mr. Gibbs,' Jack said to Mr. Gibbs, 'we are waiting for the ship to come to us.'

'How do you know the ship will find us, Cap'n?' Mr. Gibbs asked as he walked to join Jack at the edge of the ship.

'Let's just say I have something they need.' Jack said with a smile and then started to hum which broke into song, 'And really bad eggs, drink up me hearty's YO HO!'

Jack shouted the last bit of the chorus to the crew who immediately cheered with joy and pulled out the once filled rum bottles that had been taken from the stash. Their glowing faces went pale and they all looked to Mr. Gibbs. Mr. Gibbs sweated like the pig he once called "Boris" .

'Um,'

'Take what you can, give nothing back eh Gibbsy?' Jack slurred as he stumbled down the stairs. He fell onto his face and rolled over.

'That's gonna hurt in the morning.' He said to himself.

The crew spent the next few hours deciding how to punish Mr. Gibbs. Jack kept looking along the horizon and soon enough an oak vessel he knew all too well was moving right into there open arms. The crewmembers stopped their punishment planning (they chose the Chinese water torture) and pulled their swords out and shouted angrily, Jack suspected that it was the lack of rum. Hector Barbossa laughed and clapped his hands as he saw Jack on the deck of the Pearl.

'Do I have something you need, Jack? Or have you waited here all this time because you missed me?' Barbossa teased

'Nah, I don't miss you but the heavy little trinket in your pocket I have missed so very much.' Jack said

'What, the compass?'

'I was actually going to say the key, but yes the compass is always mine so hand'em over!'

'You have something I want Jack.' Barbossa said as he swung over onto the Pearl.

'And what might that be? The girl and boy? Hector? They're gone!' Jack ranted, 'They are LONG gone.'

Barbossa smiled a slightly toothless smile and looked down at his filthy finger nails.

'What I want,' Barbossa said as he looked up at Jack, 'is that chest; where be the chest Jack?'

'HE DOESN'T HAVE IT YOU LYING TYRANT!' shouted a voice Barbossa didn't hope to hear for a very long time, 'What have you done with me'ship, you slimy codfish.'

Jack smiled a twisted smile as he glanced over at the slightly mulled-

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