Chapter Eight: The Pool

Beth's hand had finally grasped onto his… they looked at each other.

"Don't you let go!" he said determinedly. (I know, I know, but I LOVE that movie!!!!!!!! But this part made me cry, along with the end.)

But his fingers were slipping away… the man who shot Beth had his gun pointed at her, but his face was masked.

The gun went off.

Beth fell to the ground… killed instantly.

The man laughed.

Jack let out a yell of anger beyond anger and threw himself at the man whom he recognized…

He woke up, breathing heavily.

Sunlight was flooding through the house. Then, all of a sudden, everything from last night came flooding back to him as well. He quickly got up, and tripped over Will. He fell through the doorway into the kitchen, and immediately noticing that the barrier was gone. He got up, and shook Will.

Will groaned, and opened his eyes. "Where are the girls?" he asked immediately.

"I don't know…" said Jack. "I passed out before I could see what happened."

"We've got to find them!" said Will, and he sat up.

"But where have they gone?!"

"Wait a minute…" said Will slowly. He suddenly remembered something that happened to Lissie before he passed out… she was wearing a dress…

"They've gone back!" he said, jumping up. "They've gone back to the Caribbean!"

"Why though?" asked Jack. "It's obvious the second movie hasn't been made…"

"I don't know…" replied Will. "But I have a feeling I know how we can go after them."

And with that, he ran out of Jack's house, across the street, and into his and Lissie's house.

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"How did they do this again?" asked Jack a few minutes later once they were at the edge of the pool. Will was standing next to him, the medallion in his hand. "I mean, do we have to jump in a certain way—"

"Yeah, sure, Jack. You have to do a belly flop, while I do a well-formed dive.

"Really?" asked Jack.

Will rolled his eyes. "You of all people should be taking this seriously! It was your idea to come back here in the first place… I'm not going to wait another 300 years to marry Lissie…"

"Okay, okay! I feel the same way. I'm just trying to cheer you up… you're worrying again…"

"WORRYING?!" Will yelled. "SHE'S BEEN TRANSPORTED BACK TO WHO KNOWS WHERE… IN CASE IT SLIPPED YOUR MIND, BETH'S BEEN THROWN BACK TOO—"

"I know! Believe me, I know… just stop spazing out…"

"Sorry, this whole thing just has me really…"

"Worried?"

"You could say that."

"You do realize that by going back, you'll have to face Elizabeth again, don't you?" Jack asked.

Will paused. He hadn't thought of that until now. "She's in jail."

"But what if a certain form of evidence indicates that she didn't kill Lissie way back when?"

"Jack, there was a witness!"

"But she disappeared! What if, the day after we left, the witness came back and said there was no trace of her? There's a good chance she could have been let out."

"I'm not even going to talk to her," replied Will fiercely. "I'll treat her like a hat stand… and I'll say that… Lissie and I are already married. Then she'll stay away from me."

"Okay, well, do you really mean that I have to do a belly flop?"

Will rolled his eyes.

"Just kidding…" said Jack quickly.

"On the count of three then? Say good-bye to Illinois for a while…"

"One…" said Will.

"Two…" said Jack as he and Will moved into the position to jump into the pool.

"THREE!" they yelled together. And they jumped in.