Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN any of the following: Hoobastank, Three Doors Down, Pirates of the Caribbean, Lord of the Rings, the Cadbury Company, or, in fact, Disneyland… however hard I wish I did so …

This World can turn me down
But I won't turn away
And I won't duck and run
Coz I'm not built that way
When everything is gone
There's nothing there to fear
This world cannot bring me down
No, coz I am already here…

'Jack?'

He winced but kept his eyes closed. 'What 'appened …?'

'I told you not to take the pendant.'

Jack opened his eyes then, suddenly aware who he was talking to. He sat bolt upright, staring at her.

'You knocked me unconscious!' he asked in shock.

Tara laughed sarcastically. 'Yes Jack, then I locked us in this cell just for fun.'

He looked around. They were in the largest cell of a ship's brig. The room around them was the darkest red on colour. He struggled to his feet, rubbing his head painfully. Tara stood calmly behind him. They were in the very bow of the ship. On either side of the door leading from their cell were two other, smaller cells. Beyond them were crates and barrels and the staircase that lead to the upper decks. Jack turned to Tara cautiously.

'Where are we?' he asked.

Tara's eyes narrowed, her expression went cold. 'Welcome to the Wanderer.'

Jack stared at her in astonishment and turned again to survey the room. 'This, is the Wanderer?'

Tara nodded and leaned back against the wood, arms crossed over her chest.

'Your invisible ship?'

'Well now it's not so invisible.'

'The white one?'

'Red inside isn't it?'

Jack stared at her in confusion. 'But why are we locked up?'

'Because the Captain is the very person who holds the bounty over the pendant that's in your pocket.'

Jack moved his hand to his right pocket and withdrew the silver chain. Tara looked at it longingly but didn't reach out. She stayed still at the wall.

'Put that away, before somebody sees,' she muttered. He put it back in his pocket and glanced back up the stairs. He then noticed the cut on her shoulder.

'Not again, 'ow did that 'appen?'

She glanced at the shoulder and shrugged carelessly.

'Who did that t' you?'

'Who cares? Now sit down before you pass out again.'

Jack eyed her suspiciously, taken aback at her request, but nonetheless, he sat on the floor leaning the same wall as she was. After several minutes, she slid down next to him.

'Something's happened.'

Liz looked at Gibbs curiously. He and Anna-Maria had arrived at the Mansion door, clearly concerned. They, Liz, Will and even the Governor, were in the foyer.

'Jack's gone,' finished Anna-Maria.

'Where?' asked Will.

Gibbs raised an eyebrow. 'Well if we knew that we wouldn't be here, would we?'

Liz shook her head in confusion. 'Why? You were supposed to be leaving today? Why would he go?'

The Governor spoke up very suddenly. 'We should tell Tara.'

The others looked at him in surprise.

'I'll do it,' said Liz. She started up the stairs.

'Who's Tara?' asked Gibbs blankly.

Will looked at him, fully aware that none of Jack's crew knew he had a daughter. He thought it was time for them to find out. He glanced at Weatherby before starting. 'Ah, Tara is Jack's … she's well … '

'She is his daughter,' Swann finished.

Both Gibbs and Anna-Maria stared at them in shock. They're mouths falling open simultaneously.

'What?' questioned Gibbs.

'H-how?' stammered Anna-Maria.

'She's gone!'

The group turned to see Liz hurrying down the stairs, looking alarmed.

'Her things are still there, the bed hasn't been slept in, and the window is open.'

Will looked back at the others. 'It looks like our Sparrow's have flown away.'

I won't duck and run
I won't duck and run
I won't duck and run
No, don't pass away…