Jack
Once everyone was safely aboard the Pearl, Jack ordered the crew to make ready to sail. He told Gibbs the heading and once they were underway he then asked Elizabeth to meet him in his cabin. Elizabeth knocked on his door and Jack told her to enter. She came in holding her young son in her arms.
"I can't say thanks enough Jack. If it weren't for you, I'd never hold him in my arms again."
"You're welcome love," Jack replied automatically as he paced back and forth in front of the window.
"Jack – what's wrong? We got William and Anamaria back and their both safe and unharmed."
"Aye but I'm afraid it's not over, love," Jack said stopping to let his eyes meet Elizabeth's eyes.
"What do you mean Jack. We won. We're safe."
"Only for the time being, I'm afraid. Laird is not going to stop but now he knows that you and William are not perhaps the best way to control Will. Nothing against you or the boy."
"What do you think he'll do now Jack? He has no control over Will Jack none what so ever."
"Elizabeth, if he was to get the chest with Will's heart – he wouldn't need anything else and he could kill you and the child in the process. The heart is in more danger than ever."
Elizabeth sat down with a worried look on her face. Sensing her worry, the baby began to fuss. Elizabeth started rocking William back and forth trying to reassure him it was alright. "What do we do Jack?"
"We need to hide the chest. Bury it where no one knows only you and I - far away from here."
Elizabeth nodded, she walked over to where she had hidden the chest since coming aboard the Pearl. "I never moved it love," Jack said walking towards her.
"I know Jack. It's just always been a comfort to know it was close by me; now I feel like I'm losing Will a little more."
"But-"
"I know Jack – a little comfort to me is not worth risking Will's very existence. Where are we headed?"
"We're heading to La Florida. There's a chain of islands just off the tip. We'll find one and bury it safely away. We won't let anyone know not even Gibbs or Anamaria."
Jack allowed Elizabeth and William to take over his cabin. Most of the crew thought he did it to allow the mother and child to have privacy and more room and while part of that was true. The main reason was to allow Elizabeth to have time with the chest. After retiring each night, she would take out the chest from it's hiding place and listen to the steady beat to lull both her and William to sleep.
The day came when they reached their destination, Jack ordered that the rum be broke out in celebration of Laird's defeat. Some wondered why he waited so long to celebrate but Jack explained that he wanted to put some distance between himself and Laird before celebrating. Most of the crew didn't question it any more especially when it meant there was rum involved.
Jack hardly drank at the celebration and Elizabeth asked Anamaria to watch William in her cabin while she celebrated herself. Jack's plan had worked beautifully for after a while a majority of the crew had passed out. Elizabeth peaked in Jack's cabin to find Anamaria and William sound asleep. She quickly grabbed the chest and headed to the deck.
Jack had prepared the longboat for them to take and once it had been lowered. He helped Elizabeth into the boat and then handed her the chest. It took Jack a couple of hours to row to the island just beyond the island where the Pearl was anchored. Then Elizabeth picked the perfect spot and Jack dug a deep hole and they buried the chest. Jack rowed them back to the Pearl and they proceeded to put the longboat away just like it had not been used.
Elizabeth looked over the side of Pearl and Jack saw a tear fall from her eye. "I'm sorry love but you know it's safer there."
"I know Jack but it doesn't make it any easier. At least I can have peace knowing that only you and I know where it is hidden."
"Aye. Now best ye be off to bed. That baby of yours tends to keep ye up at the most inopportune times."
"Yes Jack," then Elizabeth leaned over and kissed Jack on the check, "good night or good morning I should say." Jack looked to see the dawn approaching as he looked around at his crew still sleeping soundly.
"Get some rest while ye can and don't forget next port ye owe me rum. Lots of rum – for this celebration I gave this crew. They'll be waiting that sort of thing more often now."
Elizabeth smiled, "I'll get you some more of that vile drink – at least this time it was used for a good cause."
"Always a good cause for rum love, always."
Elizabeth went below as Jack looked at the sun coming up. "Not a bad sight," he thought to himself, "guess I'd see it more often if I gave up rum." Jack shook his head, "nah." Then Jack walked over to one of the men that was sleeping holding a bottle and carefully took it out of his hand. He took a swig, "now that makes it a better sunrise."