At about noon, The Carefree sailed along the clear blue water of the Caribbean. On deck small groups of people were talking to each other, most looked tired and unhappy.

"Elizabeth, love, is there any rum left on this bloody ship," Jack asked moving closer to Elizabeth. She glanced at Jack and then her husband, who didn't look happy, and moved away.

"Probably below deck," she replied.

"I'll go get some," she finished. As she went below deck she sent a fed up look to her husband. (ps liz is fed up with Jack not Will!) When she went below deck she found no other than Dieum and Jack bothering Willy.

"Dieum, Jack, leave Willy alone. Go help out on deck," she scolded.

"Thank you," Willy responded, relieved that he would no longer be bothered. Elizabeth continued down the hallway looking for rum. She came across where it would be but there was nothing left.

"Oh, there's no rum in here," she stated. She looked oddly at something behind the barrel of rum. As she looked closer she realized what it was.

"OH MY GOOD GOD, IT'S A DEAD PERSON," she shrieked immediately running back up on deck.

On deck Will stood looking at the vast expanse of deck in front of him. His silence was interrupted by someone running on deck. He turned and expected to see Willy running towards him, but surprisingly saw his wife.

"Oh my gosh Will, it's a dead person down there," she shouted as she ran towards him. Tom who was standing off to the side looked awkwardly at his parents. They seem so different, he thought to himself. Will waited until Elizabeth to get closer to him; he looked at her facial expression. Something is not right below deck, he thought.

"I'll go take a look," he reassured. Will followed the same path as Elizabeth and came across the same discovery as her. On deck Elizabeth was pacing looking for someone else to help below deck. Sure enough, the Captain walked by.

"Jack, could you please help Will out below deck," she stammered, leaving out all details.

Too drunk to care Jack responded, "Of course love." Jack went below deck and found his friend staring in shock at something.

"What do we have here," Jack asked.

"Dead person, we have to throw him overboard," Will stated. In a few minutes the deed was done. After the man was safely in the sea, Will wiped his hands on his pants. This that used to be alive and no longer were, didn't cope well with him.

"What do you think it was that killed him," he managed to ask.

"It was some animal that killed him," Elizabeth exclaimed.

"Aye," Will replied.

"Where's the rum," Jack interrupted remembering Elizabeth promised to get him some.

"We're out of rum, but we have a dead person," she told him. Jack looked surprisingly upset, WHY IS THE RUM ALWAYS GONE, he thought.

"You drank it all last night," Tom interrupted in the conversation.

"Oh, I don't remember that," Jack said.

"Really," Tom remarked sarcastically.

"Well, I really think we should do something about this," Jack stated.

"Like what," Will questioned.

"We should go to a near island because something aboard this ship killed that man," Jack shouted. Dieum and Jack turned their heads and immediately looked scared.

"One problem, we're at open sea," Will remarked.

"Just getting to that," Jack noted.

"Mr. Gibbs," Jack asked.

"Aye," he responded.

"Set sail for Tortuga, that always solves my problems," Jack exclaimed smiling.