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I think I may have butchered Jack's language a little bit...ok a lot, but i'm not used to writing pirate. I've also probably over acted the characters personalities a bit, but it amused me to do so. This is my first fan fic of POTC there may be a spoiler or two from DMC. This story is a bit sappy but it does have its moments.

thank you for R&R i appreciate it muchly

Back to adventure, fun and a bit of an explanation!

Chapter 25: Back on The Pearl

The crew was excited to have Jack back even though he was still stiff from his injury and I was thankful to be back onboard seeing the familiar faces I had grown so fond of. Jack hurriedly made his way to the helm barking orders and seeing the crew scrambling thankful to be leaving land. I made my way into Jacks cabin and thankfully changed into a pair of his pants and shirt with some difficulty. "It feels so good to be onboard and in comfortable cloths again." I thought thankfully as I went out onto the deck and leaned on my favorite railing of the Pearl so glad to be back on the water and the ship. Gibbs startled me coming up beside me and handing me Jack's rum bottle as what I could only assume as an excuse to see how I was doing as well as his captain.

"Ere lass, take this." Said Gibbs softly as I nodded holding the bottle and smiling at the kind man. "How are the both of ye?" he asked thoughtfully his eyes reading concern and curiosity at the same time.

"He's doing fine still healing…I'm good it's finally starting to scar." I said showing my wound to him seeing him smile in visible relief. "They had to re-open his wound twice to clean out infection before it started to heal. He's still got it bandaged but it's looking good." I mumbled seeing him nod and turn back to his duties.

"Wha did Gibbs wan?" Jack asked as I turned startled by his presence and seeing Cotton was at the helm steering.

"He wanted to give you this and see how we were both healing." I said as Jack took a swig of the rum and chuckled slightly at his first mates concern. "He does care…you told him where I came from." I said changing the subject hearing him choke on the rum slightly before looking over at me curiously. "I'm glad at least you can tell someone…besides he's a good guy." I whispered seeing relief in Jacks eyes at this before he stood taking my hand and helping me to my feet. "Where are we going?" I questioned as he lead me below deck.

Jack ignored my question and just continued to lead me around down below deck, which was further and larger then I originally had thought. Jack had only given me an above deck tour and very little of the below deck that first time. He paused just outside a large door and slid his hand in a pocket producing a copper colored key. "What are you up to Jack?" I wanted to know, but kept silent as he unlocked the door and lead me into a very darkened room. I heard the door shut behind me and nothing else, which made me only slightly nervous. Suddenly there was a blinding light and I flinched closing my eyes and trying to focus ahead of me after they adjusted. "Another room?" I thought glancing around seeing more then a few empty crates and shelves before seeing Jack had settled on the edge of an old desk that appeared to be very beaten and worn.

"Where are we Jack?" I asked seeing his eyes were carefully hidden under his hat and appeared to be looking at me inspecting something curiously.

"Where ye were originally foun." Jack muttered carefully before he started toward me carefully disguising any expression in his face. "I originally foun ye down ere in me off limits room." He said softly as I glanced around curious to why he had brought me down there.

"So you put me in the rum storage and Gibbs then discovered me?" I asked seeing him nod almost thoughtfully before I stared at him still seeing nothing in his face that indicated why he had come here. "You never mentioned this to anyone…why?" I asked again as he sighed thoughtfully before placing a hand very cautiously on my arm.

"I believe ye know why luv." Jack stated as I sighed seeing for the first time something sort of hurt come into his eyes and realizing why he had brought me back to this particular spot. "Ye ave been homesick, I've seen it in yer eyes." He said softly as I shrugged seeing he wasn't going to let me look away. "We be headin to Sapphire Island next and as much as I would luv ye to join us…I think ye need to go see whoever yer worried about." He said this almost cautiously.

"Jack I'm not worried about some man back in my time…I'm worried about my mother." I said seeing his surprise as he realized I had read his thoughts. "She just lost my grandmother not too long ago and I am all the sanity she has even though my grandfather is still alive, she's my only parent and I'm all she has. I'm worried about her health is all." I said feeling his hand on my face as I eyed him curiously.

"Aye…so go to er and see if she be alrigh." Jack said as I sighed shrugging my shoulders thoughtfully. "Ye don know how?" he asked as I shook my head. He then lead me over to the desk and pointed to something on the floor I hadn't seen before. "Tha I take be yers?" he questioned as I glanced over seeing the pirates of the Caribbean cardboard that had originally come with the necklace and examining it carefully.

"It's the cardboard that come with the necklace." I said softly as Jack leaned down and handed it to me, I felt a tingling and saw him look at me in surprise. "What was that?" I questioned dropping my fingers from the cardboard and watching Jack inspect it carefully.

"I think it be yer way home." Jack muttered absently as he smiled almost sadly and handed it to me again, but I wouldn't take it. "Take it luv." He implored softly before I shook my head. "Yer mother probably is frantic." He said.

"Probably has every cop in the world after me by now. Unless she thought I went to visit my friend Amy." I said mulling it over out loud and sighing thoughtfully. "I've been gone for near two and a half months now…she's probably thinking I moved in with Amy or is searching the world on her own." I said annoyed I was having to choose between Jack and my mother. I loved my mother and missed her so much, but I couldn't just leave him, I still loved him and he was no longer a movie to dream about. "Come with me for a little while…maybe we can work something out and let her live in Port Royal." I said seeing him start at this.

"I don think that is wise luv…don know if I can get back." Jack said softly as I realized he was right and frowned in thought. "Jus remember yer the only person I admitted to opening luvin." He said as I felt them and ignored the trailing tears down my face.

"Exactly…that's why I don't want to go…I've always had trouble trusting anyone and I guess I took the time to love you, and I also finally tried to trust too. Please don't make me choose." I said lowering my eyes knowing my tears were coming faster then. "I want my mom yes…but she wouldn't want me to give up on this." I muttered choking on my sobs.

"True she probably wouldn." Jack whispered pulling me into a tight hug, which surprised me a moment and then I had my arms wrapped tightly around him opening crying. Jack was clearly unsure and thought about pulling away and being his usual Sparrow self, but he didn't. He didn't like having emotions and at this point was wishing he could squeeze them from his thoughts.

I stepped back from his arms and sighed miserably as he held out the cardboard from my necklace and watched me reluctantly reach out to grasp it. "I don't want to go." I thought miserably feeling the Black Pearl moving gently under my feet. "Mommy what do I do?" I thought sighing thinking I should be asking her and my grandmother both that question but only had one to go home to. There was an odd sick feeling in my stomach as I closed my eyes against the feeling hearing Jack's voice again and then nothing.

"Brandi!" I heard my mom yell as I sat upright in bed surprised and feeling oddly disoriented. "Elizabeth?" I thought through my fog hearing my mother yell at me a second time and frowning.

"What?" I called still disoriented and glancing around my familiar room inwardly feeling like crying. My carpet was the same pale blue color and my two crowded bookcases looked at me from across the room. My computer and computer desk were among what could pass for my desk since it was cluttered and then I saw my entertainment center and smiled at my pet rat who was poking her nose at me from the cage. "It was a dream." I thought allowed miserably standing from my bed and choking in surprise. I was wearing Jack's Shirt and pants and I had the scar to prove it wasn't a dream.

"Are you al…" my mom paused looking at me and dropped whatever she was holding in her hand at the sight of me. "Who is that?" she inquired as I stared at her funny wondering what she was talking about.

"What do you mean mom?" I questioned turning and seeing a mound under the covers of my bed and only a fraction of dreadlocked hair poking out. "Jack?" I questioned hesitantly as the body stirred but said nothing.

"What's going on Brandi?" Mom asked me as I glanced around wishing somehow I could explain things, but all I could do was point to the necklace around my neck and the cardboard crushed in my hand, my mouth was frozen. "And who is…oh my god…what…um…should I ask?" she muttered as I glanced over seeing a very wide eyed looking Jack Sparrow staring from me to my mother and then around the sunlight room at all the objects so very unfamiliar to him.

"I can explain…I think." I said my eye brow arched curiously as my mom nodded and closed the door behind her. I then deciding she couldn't think me any weirder then I already was started to go through the whole story, to my knowledge and saw her stare at both of us two hours later. I could see she was still confused but understood the explanation rather better then I thought. She had been as weird as me and we always debated on other dimensions and things, it was a past time of ours, and yes my family is as weird as I am.

"Alright…first off no more mall trips for you, at least for now and second off…if you can come back and forth you don't have to choose where to go…and Jack, don't you let my little girl get killed otherwise I will find a way to hunt you down. I can't very well tell her no and to give up on you…I mean look at her room." She said pointing around to my pirates of the Caribbean collection of Jack Sparrow things. "Just promise to visit me from time to time…Im so glad you are alright I assumed you finally got around to going to visit Amy and that is the story I'm sticking to until I can tell your grandfather…safely." She muttered sighing decidedly as I smiled hugging her as tightly as I could.

"I love you mommy." I said softly as my mother nodded and hugged me before I took the cardboard with me grabbing Jack by the arm and the sick sensation passed by quickly, and we were back on the Pearl again, just as though nothing had happened. "That was odd." I murmured not being able to come up with a better answer.

"Wha happen?" Jack asked still dazed from everything and eyeing the cardboard thoughtfully before placing it in the beat up desk. "Never mine…les keep this to us luv." He said as I nodded realizing it could cause Gibbs a nervous breakdown and not to mention Jack was still having issues trying to figure it out. "Ah…I need me some rum." He muttered grabbing my arm and practically bolting from the room he had shown me.

"Jack you already have some rum." I pointed out as he glanced at his hand that somehow managed to keep a hold on the rum bottle all this time. He smiled faintly and went to take a drink he's eyes turning curious as he tipped the bottle.

"Why is the rum always gon?" Jack questioned as though there was an obvious reason he was missing.

"Because you drink most of it." I heard Elizabeth say as both of us looked up seeing her eyeing us curiously wondering where we had been all day. "You do realize it's very late afternoon and we're getting ready to celebrate our return to the Pearl?" she asked us seeing we were both a little confused. "Jack? Brandi?" she asked curiously.

"Party?" I asked hesitantly as Jack and I watched her curiously. "We must have forgotten Elizabeth." I said softly seeing her smile thoughtfully.

"Do I even need to guess what you two were up to down here?" Elizabeth asked lightly before turning on her heel and heading back toward the main entrance to head on deck.

"Let er think wha she wants." Jack said as I started to go after her and decidedly give her a piece of my mind before I stopped in my tracks and realized Jack made a very good point. "She woul not handle this very well." He said as I nodded surprised he was handling it well at all.

Up on deck was chaos as Jack and I paused in astonishment, the crew was dancing about to music provided by the more musical members and having fun. Elizabeth was twirling around Deck with Will and trying to get Jack and I to join them. It was a beautiful night and the air was warm I couldn't resist Elizabeth's motions for us to dance as I grabbed Jack and dragged him toward them startled when he whirled me into a dance lifting me in step. "I never knew I could dance…in public anyway." I thought as Jack swung me around to the lively beat and I felt myself laughing delightedly, apparently he was a good leader in more ways then Captaining a ship, he too was light on his feet and easily helped me follow step. We laughed, danced and had a wonderful time until I could barely feel my poor tired feet, I knew I was very drunk from the rum everyone had been drinking because when Jack released me I stumbled on my ass on the deck and startled to laugh hysterically. Elizabeth had also stumbled down beside me and we were both laughing together then, clearly we appeared mad but no one noticed. Jack and Will helped us back to our unsteady feet but sadly none of us were in good balancing shape and stumbled across the deck leaning on the mast.

"Tis a wonderful night." Slurred Jack his arm wrapped around me but I wasn't sure who was supporting who. "Back on me Pearl and now with someone I can call me girl." He said surprising Will, and Elizabeth with this comment.

"Jack never mentions anything with feelings in them." Will slurred trying to focus on Jack and chuckling at the duo looking back at him. "Since when was he a poet?" he asked Elizabeth who shrugged.

"He didn't know it." Elizabeth said all four of us finding that funny strangely enough. "There's Gibbs and an island." She muttered pointing to the north of the ship seeing Gibbs was staring in the distance a whimsical smile on his face. "He's had too much rum." She said thoughtfully.

"I think we all have had too much rum." I mumbled to Elizabeth feeling my eyes drooping and smiling slightly at the drowsy effect it was having on me.

"Never can ave too much rum." Jack pointed out tapping his head thoughtfully before swaggering his way drunkenly toward Gibbs and looking in the distance. I followed behind him bumping into some of the crew and walking into one of the masts before stumbling against the railing of the ship. I yelped as I nearly toppled over feeling a strong arm on mine looking up seeing Jack's grin and laughing again. "Luv…rum doesn help yer sea legs does it?" he questioned as I noticed he wasn't as drunk as the rest of us thought.

"I should know better…Jack drinks all the time." I thought seeing the island in the distance and asking him what I was thinking. "Jack…is that the island we are going on?" I questioned as he smiled seeing I was tired and the rum was making me a little foggy.

"Tha be Sapphire Island luv…ye may ave had more rum then ye can handle though." Jack said softly noticing my smile had faded into a queasy look. I nodded faintly at this and decided to focus the water below taking a deep breath. Not the best idea I could have had, I was then relieving my stomach of all contents it had that day and flopping on the deck out cold. "Wha do I do?" he asked Gibbs who sighed and pointed to Elizabeth stumbling over to them.

"Take her to bed Jack…she will be fine in the morning." Elizabeth said remembering when she had pushed her luck for the first time on the Pearl and how much of a headache she was greeted with the next morning. "She will get used to it eventually." She said with a small smile.