Alright, I'm sorry I took soo long about getting the next chapter out. I have an idea of exactly where I'm going with the story, I just couldn't figure out how to get there. I'll admit this is a pretty sad chapter...so, with that said...read!

Oh, and rum and cookies to my lovely reviewers!

I stood at the helm thinking over what Jack had said. He was right. Everything he'd said. He gave up all of it so I would live. I sighed and called for someone else to take my place at the wheel. I had to go talk to Jack. I walked down onto the main deck and looked around. I finally found he and Lily sitting near the forecastle.

"Jack." I said, walking toward them. They both turned to look at me; sympathy echoing from Lily's face and a completely blank face from Jack.

"What?" He asked.

"I'm sorry." I said, sitting down and running my fingers through my hair in frustration. "I really am."

"William..." He tried to interrupt.

"No, let me finish." I said. "Everything you said was true. I just haven't been having the best time lately, and you're completely right." I stuttered out. "You gave up everything you'd been planning because of me." I paused and took a deep breath. "And I really am grateful."

"Will..." Jack said again. "I know about everything." He sighed. "About what happened on the island two years ago today." I looked up at him.

"How?" I finally asked, my voice hardly above a whisper.

"I went to go visit her. Just to say hello to an old friend." He smiled slowly. "She was one of me close friends, you know, despite her killing me." I couldn't help but smile. "I saw the after effects of it." He stopped.

"I saw it happen." I said quitely, tears beginning to form in my eyes. "But I couldn't do anything because I couldn't set foot on land."

"I'm sorry, Will." Jack shook his head. "I really am. I know the three...I mean two, of them really loved you."

"Three?" I asked.

"I meant two. Sorry, slip of the tounge." Jack said.

"I'm sorry to have to ask..." Lily came into the conversation. "But what exactly happened?"

"Well..." I began, thinking of what exactly to say.

"You don't have to tell me if its too painful, I just..." She started, but I stopped her.

"No, its alright." I swallowed and began the tale. "Two years ago, it was about a week before I could step foot on land. I didn't have anything to do, we were ahead of schedule, so I decided I'd sail by Elizabeth's island and wave hello." I remembered the day perfectly, but this was the first time I'd actually told the story. "When we got closer to the island, I thought I was smelling something burning. I thought I was imagining it, so I just ignored it. We got closer and I began to see smoke rising in the sky." I paused for a moment to take a breath in order keep my composure. Lily sat perfectly still, her hand covering an open mouth. "When we got close enough to see the beginnings of the island, I began to see the flames. They were huge, and tearing over the entire island." A group of tears streamed down my face. I could still see the wild crimson-orange flames shooting high into the air. There was no place on the island that wasn't covered with them. "There was absolutely nothing I could do. I called for my crew to go to the island and help them, but even I knew it would've been in vain. Everything was destroyed, and my wife and son..." I choked out the the rest of the words I could manage and lost complete control. Tears began to flow continuously out of my eyes. Lily bit her lip and moved toward me.

"Will I am so sorry." She let a tear fall down her cheek, and she pulled me into a hug. I felt like such a child, but I didn't care. I hadn't had much comfort; I needed it.