James, Elizabeth-as-Jack, and Barbossa were trying to figure out how to find death.

"It's very simple!" Barbossa said. "We have to kill someone."

James and Elizabeth glanced at each other.

"You're not serious are you?" Elizabeth-as-Jack asked him.

"Quite, Mrs. Turner." Barbossa smiled.

"But we just can't go around killing people!" Elizabeth argued.

"Pirate..." Barbossa reminded her.

"Is being a pirate going to be your excuse for everything? Like say when you go to a party and you eat a lot of food and someone calls you a pig...do you say, "Oh well, I'm a pirate...I can't help it!"'

Elizabeth-as-Jack stared at him blankly. "That has nothing to do with this!"

"Yes it does!" James argued.

Barbossa rolled his eyes. "We can't find Jones without death."

"Yes, we already established that. And you said that we have to kill someone!" Elizabeth told him.

"It's true!" Barbossa stated.

"Who are we going to kill? James? No, he's undead! Vincent? No, we need him to find Beckett! Me? No, if I die...Jack dies!" Elizabeth snapped. "So the only person left is you!" She pointed a finger at Barbossa.

"I could arrange that!" James said drawing his sword.

"You can't kill me!" Barbossa yelled.

"And why not?! You want to kill some random person just so we can find Jones!" Elizabeth exclaimed.

"But we do! We need death!" Barbossa yelled.

James snapped his fingers. "No need to kill anyone...I have an idea! We have to find death that's already death!"

Elizabeth-as-Jack and Barbossa stared at him.

"The Turkish Prison!" James exclaimed. "The one Jack escaped from!"

Barbossa smiled. "Aye! That place is filled with death! No one gets out alive!"

"Didn't you just here what I said? Jack escaped! And he's alive!" James pointed at Elizabeth-as-Jack.

"I'm not Jack." Elizabeth said.

James blushed. "Oops! Let me try again...Jack escaped and he's still alive!" He pointed at Jack-who-thought-he-was-Elizabeth-trapped-in-Elizabeth's-body who was sitting on a barrel brushing his hair. James sighed. "This is getting confusing!"

"Tell me about it!" Elizabeth mumbled. "We need to set sail for the Turkish Prison with all haste!"

888

The group arrived at the Turkish Prison very quickly. They didn't go close to it, but they got close enough to see it in the distance. Coffins floated in the water.

"I'm scared!" Jack-who-thought-he-was-Elizabeth-trapped-in-Elizabeth's-body shivered.

"It is pretty creepy!" Elizabeth-as-Jack observed. "It's very foggy!"

"Why are all the scary places foggy?" James asked.

"So now what?" Elizabeth asked Barbossa.

"We wait." Barbossa told her.

"I hate bloody waiting! Back home, I had people to wait for me!" James mumbled as he sat down on the deck of the ship.

"And you still can't figure out why I didn't marry you." Elizabeth mumbled under her breath. James shot her a look.

"And I still can't figure out why you married the whelp!" James shot back.

"Will is twice the man you'll ever be!" Elizabeth snapped. "Plus you were the one flirting with Jack!"

Barbossa gave James a strange expression but said nothing. James glared at Elizabeth, but shut up all the same.

The group waited for what seemed like hours, but there was still no Davy Jones.

"This is getting ridiculous!" Elizabeth complained.

"I know." James agreed.

Elizabeth then thought of something. She smiled to to herself as she stood up. She went over to the starboard side of the ship and looked over. She gasped.

"Look at that!" She exclaimed, pointing.

"What?" James now stood next to her, looking.

"That!" she exclaimed again.

"I don't see anything." James told her.

Elizabeth smiled. "Look closer. Lean your head over more."

James did. "Well, what is it? I still can't see..."

SPLASH!

James was now in the water. He cursed loudly. Barbossa rushed over.

"What's all this about?" he demanded to know.

"Well, I thought James would have a better chance of finding Davy Jones if he was among death! Jones will think he's dead, pick him up in his little ship, and then James can get that stupid octopus tentacle!" Elizabeth explained.

Barbossa rubbed his chin. "That could work."

James grabbed onto one of the coffins floating in the water. Elizabeth looked down at him and laughed.

"It's not funny!" he yelled back as he began to float away.

"Yes it is!" Elizabeth laughed. She turned back to Barbossa. "Now, we need to find Will."

"Of course! We're going to need him now that he's gone!" Barbossa said.

"Where do you think he could possibly be?" Elizabeth asked. "If he ran off looking for me, how come he didn't catch up with me? Unless...oh no! What happens if Beckett got to Will first?!"

"I'm sure young William's fine! He can handle Beckett..."

"Look at this!" Jack-who-thought-he-was-Elizabeth-trapped-in-Elizabeth's-body hurried towards them, waving a letter in his left hand. He handed it to Elizabeth-as-Jack. "It's for you."

"Where did you find that?" Barbossa asked.

"It was laying in one of the longboats, so I picked it up." Jack-who-thought-he-was-Elizabeth-trapped-in-Elizabeth's-body told Barbossa. Elizabeth quickly opened it.

"What does it say? Is it a love letter?" Jack-who-thought-he-was-Elizabeth-trapped-in-Elizabeth's-body asked.

"No, look." She held out the letter for them to see. There was only one sentence written on the paper.

"You would do anything to get Will back, wouldn't you?"

Barbossa and Elizabeth glanced at each other. There was a worried look across both their faces.

"Only one person could have written that...Beckett!" Elizabeth hissed.

"BECKETT HAS MY WILLIAM?!" Jack-who-thought-he-was-Elizabeth-trapped-in-Elizabeth's-body screamed.

"Shut it!" Barbossa snapped.

"It would seem that way." Elizabeth said calmly. "He's using him as leverage."

"Now, what exactly are we going to do?" Barbossa asked.

"Simple. We're going to do exactly what Beckett wants us to do...go after Will!" Elizabeth said as she ripped the paper to shreds and threw the remains off the side of the ship.