The sun dipped below the horizon as Captain Jack's men pushed through the trees. Most of them were limping and a few were trailing behind. They were all exhausted. One man tripped and fell over, then groaned as he slowly got up.

"Jack, we should stop." Barbossa told him. "The men can't go much further without a rest."

"I know. Alright." The captain agreed. Then he shouted to the men,"Alright, we're stopping here for the night. Rest up well for tomorrow's travelling!"

There were sighs of relief and a few complaints as the crews settled down against trees, drinking from their canteens and getting a bite of the little food they brought. Captain Jack sat down against his own tree a little ways away from the main group with an exasperated grumble. He closed his eyes after a quick drink, falling asleep after a few minutes.

*X*Time Change (Not POV)*X*

The sound of clinking metal woke him up, though his eyes didn't open. He could hear someone breathing right in his face. After a moment, he realized that the clinking had come from the latch on his belt. Like a flash, his hand snatched the one that had done it.

"Let go of me, Jack." Angelica's voice hissed quietly.

He grinned, opening his eyes. "Ye woke me up, love. What ye be doing over here?"

Her free hand moved to the left side of his face, feeling its way through his beard. His eyes closed slowly, relinquishing her touch.

"It doesn't matter." She breathed on his ear, making his breath hitch. "Tell me, Jack, why do you want to restore the Fountain?"

Captain Jack's eyes opened, gazing upon her face steadily. He answered in a question. "Why does it matter to ye?"

"Because my father died there, Jack. Thanks to you." She sounded slightly angry.

"The chalices look the same. I didn't even pay attention to which one I put the tear in." He tried to come up with an excuse.

"You are lying, Jack." Angelica glared at him. "You knew which one it was in. Why did you save me? What am I to you?"

"Everything, love." Captain Jack admitted. "Everything."

*X*

Jack felt the ship sinking into the water. Lowering itself away from any other ship's sight. The water had gotten up to his waist now. He spotted a familiar looking pirate about to head below.

"Koleniko!" He called.

He turned. "What, Sparrow?"

"Can't we drown?" He asked. "Because I don't exactly want to."

Koleniko let out a cruel laugh. "Drown? No, we can't drown. Neither can you not that you're one of us. Now get below deck!"

"Working on that." Jack responded, wading through the water, which was now chest high.

As it reached his chin, he ducked under the water and began swimming towards the stairs. He found that he could breathe underwater. So, Koleniko was right. We can't drown.

Jack reached the stairs and grabbed on, practically pulling himself down them. Then he swam towards the room where his wall bed was. He entered the room and relaxed as he leaned against the wall. He closed his eyes as it pulled him in.

He'd just survived day two aboard the Dutchman.