A/N I wasn't planning on putting this in here but I wanted to try another Will POV. Here it is! Sorry it's so short! Probably going to continue with Maria's POV. Xoxo JTD

Will tightens a line on the Interceptor, staring out at the open sea. He turned around and saw Jack at the wheel, pensive. He was amazed by this man, the infamous pirate. After Will had introduced himself and told him of his predicament, Will broke him out of his cell and cleverly helped him commandeer the Interceptor by tricking Norrington and his men to help them get the Interceptor underway.

Will smiled as he walked back to the wheel, standing next to Jack. This man was truly a conundrum. But in all honesty, Will didn't really care how or why Jack was helping him find the Black Pearl. He just wanted to get to Maria before it was too late. He needed her. When he thought about her being held captive by vicious, blood-thirsty pirates, it made him sick inside. He had to find her. And God she'd been hurt or worse raped, he would be right there, by her side. He couldn't lose her. Not now. Not ever.

Will was surprised at himself. He had spent the last eight years trying to be the man his mother always wanted him to be; a respectable, honest, hard-working man. Now here he was on a stolen ship with a famed pirate chasing after a ghost ship in search of the orphaned Mexican girl he'd met aboard a ship. He couldn't believe that after all these years of playing by the rules, he was breaking each and every one of them. And all for the woman he cared for most.

"So, young William, how is it that you are so familiar with the workings of a ship?"

Jack's question brought him back to the present.

"I made my living as a cabin boy to work passage from England. Then when my mother died, I came out here looking for my father. That's where I met Maria."

Jack nodded. At the mention of Will's father, Jack always tensed up. He hadn't been subtle about his recognition of the name William Turner. Will decided to get more answers.

"I'm not simpleton, Jack. It was only after you learned by name that you agreed to help me. You knew my father?

Jack continued steering. Not giving Will any eye contact.

"I knew him. Probably one of the few that knew him as William Turner. Most everyone else just called him 'Bootstrap Bill.' He was a good man. A good pirate. I swear you look just like him"

His father? A pirate? The thought angered and upset him. His mother would have told him that. Although he spent little time with his father as a child, he knew that his father could not have been a criminal, a murderer, a thief, a pirate.

"He was NOT a pirate! He was a merchant marine, a man who obeyed the law, followed the rules!"

Jack took Will's challenge.

"Like it or not, boy, the fact remains that your father was a pirate."

Will's anger grew with each passing millisecond. Without thinking it through, he drew his sword and pointed it directly at Jack, the point barely touching his chin.

"Put it away. There's no sense in fighting and getting beat again."

"On the contrary, you ignored the rules of engagement. In a fair fight, you would not be so lucky."

"Then there is really no incentive for me to fight fairly is there?"

Jack smoothly kicks a lever on a wench. A sail boom whips around and hits Will in the chest. He drops his sword in the impact. The boom sweeps him off the ship, hanging over the water.

"The way I see it you have two choices. You can either accept that your father was a pirate AND a good man or you go on in denial. Now, I can sail this ship to Tortuga all by me self but I could not have your drowning on my conscience now could I?"

Jack swung the boom back on the ship and Will dropped next to him at the wheel.

"Tortuga?" Will asked.

"Tortuga."

Will nodded. How could he have been so rash. How could he have let his curiosity about his father get in the way of his main goal – getting Maria back safely. 'From now on,' Will told himself, 'I mustn't let my temper get in the way of searching for the Black Pearl.'

He and Jack continued their journey to Tortuga to find a crew. Will looked up to the sky. He hoped beyond hopes that he would find her in time.