Yay Jack's back! And he's recognized Angelica! Sorry this is pretty scripty again but I think you can guess they will be having a little chat in the next chapter so yeah once she is all out in the open things will be straying from the script more :)
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We staggered, coughing and spluttering, onto a beach. Various parts of the ship lay scattered but the ship itself was most likely at the bottom of the sea somewhere. Gibbs came up next to me as I was looking around. Not that there was much to look at; Sand. Sand dunes. Sea.
"This trule is a godforsaken place." He muttered. Then Elizabeth joined us.
"I don't see Jack. I don't see anyone." She said, sounding almost as if she was going to cry.
Barbossa overheard us. "He's here. Davy Jones never once gave up that what he took."
"And does it matter?" Will questioned. "We're trapped here by your doing. No different than Jack."
"Witty Jack is closer dan you tink." Tia Dalma said, stroking some white crab-type thing.
I strained my eyes, looking out into the distance and then I saw it. Black sails! They were appearing over the horizon and as I watched, the rest of the Pearl came into view, its Captain standing proudly upon the mast. My heart swelled to see him like that. Actually, my heart swelled to see him at all!

The Pearl finished its ascent of the sand dune and slid down the side that we were standing on, gaining enough speed to continue sliding until it reached the sea. Everyone stared, amazed, at the sight of the man and ship that had been lost to the locker, the most amazed being those few of us who had seen them taken by the kraken. I had to say, the trip to the Locker had done the Pearl the world of good; after the fights it had been in need of repair and now it was almost as good as new! Not that I was glad it was there of course, but at least some good had come of it.
"Impossible." One of Sao Feng's men said.
"Improbable." I whispered to Gibbs, who nodded and smiled slightly, his eyes still trained on the ship.
"Boat." Said Ragetti, pointing at it as it stopped.

"Slap me thrice and hand me to me mama. It's Jack." Gibbs was the first of us to make his way over and I followed closely. Behind me, Elizabeth started to rush forwards but stopped and cast an awkward glance back at Will. As I followed Gibbs over, I remembered his advice and reached my hand up to the cross around my neck, planning to take it off and stow it safely in my pocket but instead I dropped my hand. I had spent too much time apart from Jack and the past few days had made me realise how much he meant to be.

We were all running forwards now and Jack had used a longboat to get onto the shore and was walking towards us.
"It's the Captain!" Pintel said, excitedly.
"A sight for sore eyes." Gibbs said. I smiled, the first proper smile I had made in days.
Gibbs reached Jack first.
"Jack!" He greeted the Captain.
"Mr Gibbs." Oh how lovely it was to hear his voice again!
"Aye, cap'n." We all stood to attention side by side.
"I thought so. I expect you're able to account for your actions, then." Jack continued.
"Sir?" Gibbs asked, confused.
"There's been a perpetual and virulent lack of discipline upon my vessel. Why? Why is that, sir?"
"Sir, you're… You're in Davy Jones' Locker, cap'n." Gibbs whispered.
Jack's eyes wandered to look around him.
"I know that. I know where I am. And don't think I don't." Jack said, although it was clearly news to him. As his eyes wandered again, they caught site of me. He stepped closer, peering at my face which was hidden by my hat which also covered my long hair. I wanted to look away, but I couldn't for two reasons. Firstly, it would be somewhat suspicious if I broke eye contact when he made it. Secondly, I couldn't bring myself to tear my gaze from his. I was transfixed by his dark gaze. He stepped towards me, tilting his head to one side.
"Angelica?" he mouthed. I didn't do anything; didn't speak, didn't nod, didn't break eye contact.
"Jack Sparrow." Barbossa stepped out of the line, causing Jack to look up and away from me. No doubt we would discuss this later.
"Oh, Hector." Jack said cheerfully. "It's been too long. Hasn't it?"
Barbossa nodded. "Aye. Isla de Muerta, remember. You shot me."
Jack frowned, then shook his head. "No, I didn't." He gave a short, awkward laugh. Then he moved on. "Tia Dalma, out and about hey? You add an agreeable sense of the macabre to any delirium."
We all frowned.
"He thinks we're a hallucination." Said Will. Jack heard.
"William, tell me something: Have you come because you need my help to save a certain distressing damsel, or rather, damsel in distress? Either one."
"No." replied Will.
"Well, then, you wouldn't be here, would you? So you can't be here. Q.E.D., you're not really here."
"Jack?" We all looked further down the line. Elizabeth had stepped out. "This is real. We're here."
Jack shifted uncomfortable, raising a finger. Then he turned and walked quickly back to Gibbs.
"The Locker, you say?" He whispered.
"Aye."
"We've come to rescue you." Elizabeth persisted, walking towards Jack. He turned around.
"Have you, now? That's very kind of you." His voice was just a little sarcastic. He continued as he walked towards her. "But it would seem that as I possess a ship and you don't, you're the ones in need of rescuing and I'm not sure as I'm in the mood."
"I see my ship. Right there." Barbossa said, pointing at the Pearl. He smirked at Jack who stepped around him to stare out at the water.
"Can't spot it. Must be a tiny little thing hiding somewhere behind the Pearl."
"Jack, Cutler Beckett has the heart of Davy Jones." Will walked to him. "He controls the Flying Dutchman."
"He's taking over the seas." Elizabeth pleaded.
"De song has already been sung. De Brethren Court is called." Tia Dalma joined them.
Jack looked at them all. "Leave you alone for a minute, look what happens. Everything's gone to pot."
"Aye, Jack, the world needs you back something fierce." Gibbs told Jack as he walked off.
"And you need a crew." Will added, causing Jack to stop in his tracks. He turned around to face us.
"Why should I sail with any of you? Four of you have tried to kill me in the past." Make that five, I thought, wondering who the other four were. Well, the other three. One was Barbossa. His next words made me freeze. "One of you succeeded." He gestured at Elizabeth. We all turned to stare at her. She opened her mouth to say something and shut it again like a goldfish, looking suitable ashamed of herself. I shook my head, glaring at her.
"Oh, she's not told you." Jack said, a triumphant sort of grin on his face as he walked back towards us. "You'll have loads to talk about while you're here." He turned now to Tia Dalma. "As for you."
"Now… don't tell me you didn't enjoy it at de time." She played with his beaded beard. He grinned.
"Fair enough. All right, you're in." He moved down the line to Ragetti. "Don't need you. You scare me. Gibbs, you can come. Marty." He just grimaced at Pintel. "Cotton. Cotton's parrot, I'm a little iffy, but at least I'll have someone to talk to." He walked on and then caught sight of Sao Feng's men for the first time. "Who are you?" he asked.
"Tai Huang. These are my men." Replied the leader.
"Where do your allegiances lie?"
"With the highest bidder."
"I have a ship." Jack grinned.
"That makes you the highest bidder."
"Good man." Jack nodded then turned back to the rest of us. "Weigh anchor, all hands. Prepare to make sail." I grinned. Jack was back! As I turned to go to the Pearl, I saw Barbossa, Elizabeth, Will, Pintel and Ragetti walk towards Jack who had been looking at his compass.
"Jack." Barbossa said, distracting Jack from said compass. "Which way are you going, Jack?" Barbossa tapped on the navigational charts, God knows how they survived the fall. Jack didn't seem best pleased. Maybe the Locker meant his compass wasn't working? I shrugged and followed Gibbs to the longboat where we waited for the others to join us before rowing out to the Pearl.