This is a longer chapter than the last one

Will swabbed the decks with fury, the mop crashing against the floor with great violence. He couldn't believe he could have been so stupid last night. It was a good thing he had only kissed the girl, and not gone further, or he might hate himself even more.

"Ah! I've had it with pirates!" he cried angrily, tossing the mop to the floor.

"There's no need to take it out on me mop mate, it never did you any harm." Jack said, appearing beside him.

Will turned to him. "Jack, did you take me and Elizabeth only for work purposes, or are you planning to make use of our services?"

Jack walked past him, merely replying, "Mate, you need rum."

Will followed him down into the cellar. Jack pulled out two bottles of rum from a crate, and gulped down about a quarter before passing one to Will.

"I need your services, dear William, because you helped me so well in our previous adventure."

Will took a sip of the rum, and then looked at Jack.

"I wasn't helping you Jack, you helped me. I needed to save Elizabeth." He took another long swig. "She was supposed to fall in love with me, but it didn't work that way."

Jack looked at Will's sad face. "You can't force her to fall in love with you, mate."

Will sighed. "I know that Jack, but I've been in love with her for so long, I just didn't expect her to turn me down."

Will stared miserably down at the floor, clutching the bottle of rum in his hand.

Jack thought for a moment. "But if she didn't marry you, why didn't she marry Norrington?"

It was a simple question, but Will looked as if he couldn't find the words to phrase the answer.

"Well, the Commodore was going to ask her on the day you decided to make us members of your crew."

Jack stopped drinking. "He what? Oh, great, that's going to get me straight into his good books."

Will smiled weakly. "Yes, as will it that not only did you stop his proposal, you also took her with you so he couldn't ask her even after you'd gone."

Jack laughed and clashed his rum bottle with Will's and raised it to his lips, unaware that Norrington was indeed sailing after him.

Three days later, and Will was still feeling miserable over Elizabeth, though he had brightened up a little. Jack was steadily barking orders at the crew, striding across the deck and gazing out at the sea. Gibbs stood next to him, constantly reminding him of where they were. "Cap'n, we be approaching the island."

Jack looked surprised. "The island of Caraba?"

"Nay, the island of the treasure."

Jack's surprised expression faded. "Ah yes. The island of the treasure."

A few hours later, the Black Pearl rested on the white sand of an island with a large jungle, and the supposed treasure Jack had been looking for. The crew began climbing off the dock. Captain Sparrow and Mr Gibbs were standing on the deck, ordering and counting the crew as they got off the ship. Three were missing. Will, Anamaria and Elizabeth.

Jack called to Anamaria and Elizabeth. "Are you two coming?"

Elizabeth looked up. "No, I think that we should stay here and guard the Pearl, Captain Sparrow."

Anamaria looked as if she was trying to fight back laughter. "Aye Captain Sparrow, we be as good as men, if not better."

Then they turned away again.

"I don't trust those two." Jack said, narrowing his eyes at the two giggling women.

"Ah, leave 'em be Cap'n, that Elizabeth's a feisty one, and Anamaria be strong." Gibbs said, eager to go and find the treasure. Jack gave the two a suspicious look before crossing over to the side of the boat.

"William," Jack said, standing beside him, "I need you to accompany me and the crew onto the island, to find the treasure of the jungle."

Will looked up. "The treasure of the jungle?"

Jack nodded. "Aye, lad. The chest itself is so covered in vines that we could pass it and not know it. We need your sharp eyes."

Will stood up, his own eyes flashing angrily. "Speaking of which Jack, these sharp eyes saw something a little while ago that we need to talk about."

Jack looked nervously at Mr Gibbs, who was looking confused. "Mr Gibbs, I need a word with Master Turner here in my study. Your in charge 'til I get back."

Mr Gibbs stood up straight. "Aye Cap'n."

He turned to the crew, and began shouting orders. Jack turned and walked past Will into his study, as Will followed.

Once they were inside, Jack turned to Will, and sat down in his chair.

Will stayed standing, anger clear in his face. "I saw you Jack. You kissed her. You knew how I felt about her and you kissed her!"

Jack stayed in his chair, inspecting the dirt in his fingernails. "Felt being the operative word, eh mate?" Will was confused.

"What?" "You see, when you were with that barmaid in Tortuga, Elizabeth saw, and guess who she came to?"

Will shook his head. "No! This is not about me and Marietta, this is about you and Elizabeth!" Jack grinned. "So you remembered her name?"

Will was getting more and more frustrated. "Jack, why did you kiss her?"

"It was a bet, mate. I won, and that was my prize."

Will drew his sword, and pointed it's tip at Jack. "LIAR!" he yelled. Jack stood up. "Ask her yourself mate."

"Elizabeth would never bet herself in a game!" Will said.

Jack grinned again. "It wasn't her. You see, she bet gold, and I bet one thing the loser had to do for the winner."

Will stopped, letting his sword clash to the floor. "So, there's nothing between you and Elizabeth?"

Jack grinned. "Not at all mate."

Mr Gibbs knocked on the door. "Cap'n?"

"Coming!" Jack called. He handed Will's sword back to him.

"You'll be needing this." He turned towards the door. "Stay away from her, Jack."

Jack nodded, then exited the study, and walked out onto the deck. Will followed. They all stepped out onto the beach, leaving Anamaria and Elizabeth on deck. Jack had left his coat and hat in his cabin. The sun shone down brightly as they talked about the plan.

"…..through the jungle and we all keep a look out for the treasure." Mr Gibbs finished. The crew nodded. Then someone called out, "How will we know which way to go?"

Mr Gibbs looked at Jack.

"With this." Jack produced a yellowing piece of parchment. The map! "According to this, we should go, that way!"

He pointed in a direction that led into the jungle, and the crew started walking. Will took one look back at the Black Pearl, and followed.

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