Chapter Fourteen: Just Me Luck

Night had fallen, and Jack felt a strong need for some rum. Anamaria had made him steer the ship after she got sick of it. As he was doing so, he could see something off in the distance. A few flickering lights.

Candles. Candles that had to be on a ship. His eyes widened.

"WILL!" he roared. "WILL! GET UP HERE, QUICK!"

Will jumped; he was down below deck, trying to get some sleep. He clumsily ran up the stairs, tripping slightly. "Jack, what is it?"

"Look, mate! I found them! There's the ship!"

Will looked at where Jack was pointing, and his eyes widened.

"Aren't I a genius after all? WE FOUND 'EM—"

"SSSSSSHH!" said Will frantically. "You're not a genius! They can probably hear you!"

"They're miles away, the only thing they'd be able to notice is if we had a candle lit or somethin'…"

Will's eyes widened again. "CRAP!" he said, running down the stairs.

"Oi! Where're ye goin'?" he heard Jack ask.

He suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to blow out his candle before he'd fallen asleep. If Barbossa had seen… he didn't want to think about it.

He dashed to his room and blew it out. Total darkness surrounded him. His breathing had quickened, along with his pulse. All he could do now was hope and pray.

Will walked back up the stairs as quietly as possible, as if he thought Barbossa would hear his footsteps. Finally, he came back to the wheel.

"Jack, we have to get this thing into hiding."

"Already started. There's a lil' island of huge rocks right there… we're gonna hide behind 'em until we move in fer the kill."
"And how exactly are we going to do that?" asked Will, praying that Jack had a plan.

"Ah… well… er…"
Will rolled his eyes. He opened his mouth to start to tell Jack off, but Jack was too quick for him.

"Ah ah ah! Ye aren't gonna start with that. Ye know me. We'll just let things flow, and then whatever comes our way, we'll go with that. Don't look at me like that! It worked the last time! And do ye have somethin' better?"

"No," Will replied truthfully.

"I thought not. Tomorrow, then?"

"Okay. Tomorrow."

With the prospect of finally getting Beth back, Jack started to feel a bit better. "I need me rum…" he said.

Will stopped him. "No! Jack, if you want to do a successful rescue, then you have to stay sober. That means no rum."

"WHAT?! Will, me rum's me lifeline!" said Jack desperately.

"I don't care, my lifeline's out there," he said, pointing to Barbossa's ship.

"Eh, I see yer point. Fine, I'll listen to ye. But it's going to be a LONG night, especially for ye."

"Ooh, excellent!" said Will, throwing his hands up, and his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"…So, what can we do until tomorrow?" asked Jack.

"Come up with a plan?"

"We already had a plan!"

"We can't just make it up as we go along!"

"Then why don't ye come up with something, Einstien!"

"But… you're the master of plans!"

"Ah ha!" said Jack, pointing at Will, who looked like he had just realized what he had said. "Ye admitted it! I'm smarter than ye!" He jumped up and down excitedly, his finger still pointed at Will.

"No, you're not, I mean, you always COME UP with plans! I'm not saying that they're good or anything…"

"But I came up with the plan to save you when the pirates were gonna cut ye open, AND to get the big fighting thing with Norrington and the pirate crew!"
"But that backfired!"

"Ah…er…"

Will grinned.

"Shut up, Will, or I'll throw ye off me ship!"

"You wouldn't dare!"

"Wouldn't I?"

Jack started to walk toward him. Will backed away, putting his hands up for defense.

"Now, Jack, really! We're in the middle of the ocean, next to a pirate ship… waiting for the perfect moment for us to rescue our fiancees…"

Jack stopped, and seemed to be deep in thought.

"Eh, yer right. I'd best save me energy. But we still have nothin' to do!"

"We could tell the crew about our plan…"

"Aye! Great idea, mate! Anamaria! Gibbs! Everyone! Will and I have a…er…well…a making of a plan."

"Oh, great start, Jack," said Anamaria sarcastically.

"Well, we need yer help! Me an' Will are tryin' to think of a plan!"

"We can ambush an' kill!" suggested Gibbs.

"Eh, I like the idea…" said Jack.

"No… I say we sneak on quietly, get the girls and then kill Barbossa!" said Will.

"Wow, I thought you'd say 'we need to settle this in a calm and orderly manner'…"

"When it comes to my future wife's life, I don't take any prisoners."

Jack stared at Will in admiration. "So it's settled then! Tomorrow, we get ambushin'!"

"AYE!" said the crew together.

"We best be gettin' some sleep, we're gonna need energy for tomorrow!" said Anamaria.

Everyone except for Will and Jack walked down to their rooms. Once they were all gone, Will turned to Jack.

"Jack, I have a bad feeling about this…"

"Why? This is what we've both been waiting for! We get to rescue the girls!"

"I know… but… call me crazy—"

"All ready have, mate."

"Shut up."

"Aye, fine, continue, continue."

"I just… something doesn't feel right. I just have this warning in the pit of my stomach…"

"Will, everythin' is gonna work out just fine!" said Jack comfortingly. "Now quit complaining! I've had enough of it! Get some sleep, mate. Think about it… we'll be seein' our bonnie lasses tomorrow!"

Will recognized defeat, and slumped back down the stairs to his room. Jack watched him go, shaking his head.

"That fellow needs therapy… 'e worries to much."

CRASH!

"AH!" said Jack loudly, jumping a few inches into the air.

A fork of lightning had just slashed through the sky.

"Aw, just me luck," Jack said as rain started to pour.

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Not long until the final action scene! And I think ye all know what that means… yes, this story is close to completion! *sniffle* I know, sad, isn't it? Eh, maybe once I finish this I can work on TBOAP. And maybe finally get my Lord of the Rings one started… but it won't be the same with out crazy Cap'n Jack! And HAPPY EGG HUNTING! LOL