AN:- I feel as though I'm not portraying Jack as well as I could. If you have any suggestions, please don't hesitate to give me pointers or hints on how to do so. I would like to thank everyone for reviewing. I really love getting reviews, so please keep going! Thank you for supporting me to keep writing this story. Sometimes I feel like I just wanna give up, but you guys have helped me to keep writing. Now…on with the story.

"Well some things never change." Stated Jack.

"We now know that she had no family." Elizabeth shrugged. She looked around to see barely anything touched. There were a few things here and there that were missing. There was a crunch in the background, quickly followed by the crack of bones breaking. They all looked over to see one of Tia's many pet snakes, lying dead on the ground. "Just fantastic" she sighed sarcastically. All her longing she had spent wanting to be out here on the ocean was suddenly gone. Reality had set in and she suddenly realised that she had to protect her baby, but first, they needed a way out.

"She must have something in here that's useful!" Jack huffed as he checked out her belongings.

Jack was right about things never changing, but then again…She wasn't supposed to see Will for another 10 years, but they defeated that one. Elizabeth felt it would be a while until she could see him again; in the meantime, she was stuck with Mr. Immature. Elizabeth was deep in thought when she heard a crash coming from behind her. She turned to see Jack flat on his backside with all sorts of unknown objects scattered around him. Elizabeth shook her head. This was so like Jack. That immature man! That was it! She was out of there!

Elizabeth strode out of the shack and onto the long boat. Once again, Cotton was made to mind the boat, as per usual. Due to Cotton not being able to talk, there was a very long and boring silence. After a while, he turned and shrugged his shoulders, clearly asking what was wrong.

"Woman troubles." She answered. Cotton made a gesture to continue. Elizabeth took a breath and contemplated telling him everything; after all, he couldn't say anything.

"I'm with child. Whilst in Tortuga, Jack and Will had a talk and he asked Jack to watch over me until I have the baby. Well you know what! I don't need a baby sitter! I can look after myself! I especially don't need the king of immaturity to watch my every move!" Elizabeth vented. She really felt for Cotton. He didn't have a choice but listen. She contemplated this and apologised.

"I'm sorry. You really don't want to be hearing this, do you?" He shook his head in disagreement. Elizabeth raised her eyebrow, but was interrupted by the door of the shack opening. Out came the crew minus Jack.

"Where's Jack?" she asked.

"He's coming, he just needs a moment." One of them explained.

They all piled onto the boats and sat in silence, much like Elizabeth and Cotton's earlier encounter. After a few minutes, Jack exited with a brown sack in his hand.

"What be in there Jack?" Gibbs asked what everyone was wondering. He opened the sack to reveal bottles full of ships.

"What the…" Marty trailed off. She was wondering the same thing.

"How did that witch end up with those?" Elizabeth asked with curiosity in her voice.

"Beats me. She has almost everything in there." Jack rubbed his backside for emphasis.

"So, what now?" a man called out.

"We work out how we get one of these ships out and then set sail." considered Jack. They all continued to stare.

"Move!" Jack ordered with a shout once more. Jack decided he would jump in beside Elizabeth, as it was the only seat spare. She scooted over and turned to see Cotton nod in her direction. Elizabeth flashed a smile in return and they set sail once more.

"What was the point of that then?" Regetti stated, only what was on everyone's mind.

"Well, to find these of course!" Jack said, shoving the bottle in his face.

"Well, what do we do with it? Unless you all want us to climb aboard that" Mr. Gibbs implied, pointing to the small figurine known as a ship.

"There was one thing that I learnt how to do and that was how to retrieve a ship from a bottle." Jack insisted. The crew on the other hand, weren't too sure.

They were now out on open water and the tide was slowly pushing them towards the shore. One of the crewmen was made to keep control of the boat, whilst Jack was leaning over the side with the ship in his hand.

"Now if I just let it sit there for a minute…" trailed off, deep in concentration. Everyone that wasn't given a job to do was hanging over the side of the boat, trying to get a peep at Jack failing once again.

Of course Elizabeth knew Jack very well and was sure he would eventually work it out.

With a flash, the ship in the bottle became enlarged and was soon sitting just beside them. They all gaped at the ship for a split second and then began to clamber aboard.

"Set that sail!" bellowed Jack as he took the helm of the ship.

"Aye Cap 'in" a crewmember called back. Elizabeth was now sitting on a barrel, watching all the action happened. As Jack gave out orders, she wondered what was his motivation, now that the Black Pearl was gone. Maybe he really cared after all…

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