Okay so this chapter begins the present tense of the story. You know, 10 chapters ago when it began Jack was looking for Elizabeth? Yeah. I know it was a while ago, but I had to give a back story before I got to the actual original storyline. So here we go – picks up with Jack (Captain – sorry) is out on the deck, sailing the Pearl to find his bonnie lass. And, as always, reviews are/have been love.

Jack looked up and stared at the horizon again, tears now rimming his kohl lined eyes. He looked back down before quickly shutting the compass.

"I have to find her."

"Jack…," Gibbs began, placing his hand on the younger man's shoulder, "We don't even know where to begin to look." Gibbs watched in pity as his friend's face turned away from him, trying to hide a tear running down his cheek.

"How could you," she calmly whispered, lips quivering in her best attempt to keep control over the sobs that threatened to wrack her small frame. Jack shook his head, looking down at the deck, one hand gripping the wheel tightly.

"I had to, love. He needed to find out." Elizabeth's eyes filled with rage as she ran at Jack, throwing her hands against him as she beat his chest with her fists. He closed his eyes but didn't move to stop her as her hits got slower and she finally broke down, wrapping her arms around him tightly, pressing herself as close to him as she could with her growing belly. Jack felt the sting of tears as he rested his chin on the top of her head, rocking her gently.

"He hates me. I never wanted him to hate me," she sobbed, clutching his shirt.

"I know, Lizabeth, I know…"

"He's so angry," she whispered, burying her face into his neck. Jack looked around the deck then took her to his chambers and tucked her into his bed, sitting on the edge of the bed. She looked up at him sadly, running her fingers over his hand before closing her eyes. Jack leaned over her, petting her hair as she fell asleep, tears drying on her cheeks.

His gaze drifted to her prominent belly and he couldn't help but grin. Six months along she was, still insisting to be a part of the crew. God, he loved her. Now he knew what Will had seen in her all along. He looked to the window, wondering where the whelp was now that he had gotten Jack's letter of Elizabeth's pregnancy. He just didn't want Will to think it was his child, as daft as he was. He kissed her forehead and carefully snuck out of the cabin, closing the door behind him.

In the morning, she was gone. Not in his bed, not on the deck, not even on the ship. Gone. All of her things were in his cabin, everything, except Elizabeth.

"He has her, doesn't he? …Bloody bastard," Gibbs finally spoke and Jack blinked rapidly, clutching the compass tighter in his hand.

"He wouldn't hurt her, would he?" Jack knew Will wouldn't lay a hand on Elizabeth. If anything, he'd go after Jack, but that didn't even worry the captain, he just wanted his love back by whatever means.

"How did he even get on me ship," Jack wondered aloud, not expecting a response from Gibbs. It didn't matter how he had gotten there, he had taken her, and now they were gone. He knew Will was the one who had taken her. After all, land was miles away from them, who else would have access to his ship. He knew she had to be on land though, because she couldn't stay on his ship unless they planned to stay above water the entire time, highly unlikely.

They were sailing up into the Northern Atlantic Ocean, and Jack didn't know where to begin looking for her. Between all the countries they were passing on their way to Jamaica, Will could have brought her anywhere. Just to hurt Jack he would have hid her away somewhere so he would suffer with worry and missing her so. Cruelty, really, was a matter of perspective.

"Isn't she what you want most?" Gibbs wondered aloud. Jack looked at the man beside him and nodded, holding up his compass.

"Then can't we just follow its heading to rescue Miss Elizabeth?"

"That's what we're attempting."

"But you don't know how long it will take to catch up to him," Gibbs realized. It could be months before they caught up with the Flying Dutchman and found Elizabeth, and Jack didn't have that much time if he wanted to see the birth of his first born.

"Aye. We will stop for nothing unless an emergency or our supplies are so low we will starve. Even then, we do not stay a moment longer in port than needed. We will follow this compass until we find her."

"Aye, Captain."