AN: Ok. I know. Its taken a while. ::snorts:: who am I kidding? Its been months. But I'm determined to finish this story. And I will or my name isn't Chadwick P. Dumbledore. ::snorts:: ok ok so its not my name but the thought remains.  I couldn't make it as funny as the last chapters but it needed to be done to be moving along. Please don't hate me, and tell me what you think. I tried to keep it light near the end of the chapter but hey… I'm only human. Any spelling errors are mine and mine alone, if anyone wants to recommend a beta I'd be grateful.. very grateful..

Jack sat in the captains quarters of a new boat. A considerably smaller boat. A horribly smaller boat that barely held his whole crew. And Jack was sad. And Mad. And distraught. Jack was lying on a bed that he'd never lied on before and cried his eyes out, face buried in pillows that he'd never had the pleasure of drooling on before.

Jack wasn't seeing visitors. Jack wanted to be alone in his new, maybe permanent sleeping quarters.

Unfortunately that meant that the whole crew was smushed together in the one other room on the boat with very bad tempers. That also meant that Jack's crew was about to commit mutiny on their oh-so-idiotic captain. Jack sobbed and sobbed and sobbed and then sobbed some more until he heard a faint knocking on the door (much different from the angry banging from about and hour ago).

"Jack? Jack are you still alive?"

silence

"I know you are I heard your sobs."

Silence

"Can I come in?"

"Go away."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No.

"No."

"Yes- Agh! Jack! Let me in before I tell everyone about your banana speech."

Rustling sounds followed by a few quick footsteps and the unlocking of the door. Will was quickly pulled through the door and Jack locked it quickly behind him.

"…Jack… Are you ok?" Will looked at Jacks tear stained cheeks and puffy red eyes.

"Yes I'm fine" sniffle "What do you want?"

"I wanted to see how you were doing." Will took a seat on the far corner of Jacks small bed and drew his knees up to is chest while Jack lied back on the bed in his previous spot, once again hiding his face.

"Jack?"

"Hmmph?" was the muffled reply, Jack obviously didn't have the strength and will to lift his head. Be damned if he suffocated.

"I'm sure she'll give it back, she's really very forgiving…"

"hmph."

"I'm serious, She's never one to hold grudges. She'll be back with in a couple of days. Or hours even!"

Flashback to earlier that… night.

The commotion on the deck was horrible, loud, gunshots everywhere shouts and screams, not a pleasant sight. But Jack Sparrow could handle it, after all he had Will in the bed waiting for him and he didn't want to keep his lovely boy waiting did he? What a stupid question, of course he didn't want to keep him waiting, you idiot.

 Jack looked through the smoke and saw a much smaller ship- boat, even, right beside his and several unfamiliar men dressed in blue uniforms trying to take control of the ship, oddly though, they didn't seem too intent on hurting anyone. He made his way through the fighting crowd to Ana Maria who was trying to steer the Pearl away form the small ship.

"Annie! What in the bloody hell is going on?!"

"One- dont call me Annie! - Two! It looks to me- like they're trying to take over- the ship"  Ana said, the sentence being interrupted every time a gun shot.

"Well I noticed that, Annie! How the bloody hell are they doing it?"

"With considerable- amounts of –guns apparently." Jack sighed and tried to get a better look at his surroundings. Something dawned on him and he spoke quietly, so much that Ana had to strain to hear him.

"Ana… this is the English royal navy… you do realize that, don't you…" Jack was awestruck, what on earth would possess them to do this after so much time? And on such a small ship no less… It's very peculiar… But oh dear, Jack was about to get a very nice explanation. He turned when he was tapped on the shoulder.

"Ah! Elizabeth! How nice to see you what brings you to my humble abode?" Jack said with a large smile but a hint of bitterness to his voice.

Elizabeth was dressed in a blue uniform like the men and carried a gun, and stuck it in Jacks gut, threateningly.

"Jack, lovely to see you as well. Just thought I'd stop by for a nice chat. I've come for a bit of compensation. The ship." Her smile faded into a sneer and Jack got a bit nervous.

"The Ship?"

"Now you listen and you listen hard Captain. You took something of mine now I'm taking something of yours and you have no say in it, I have the entire English royal navy under my whip and they will do as I say. Either give me the ship or I will sink it."

"If you were to sink it then I'd have no choice but to kill Will, you see? And we don't want that do we?" Elizabeth shoved the gun harder into Jacks gut.

"I take that as a yes."

"A yes to what?"

"A yes to giving me my new ship." Elizabeth smiled a bit and motioned for Jack to look around. Her crew had managed to gather all of Jacks crew and put them onto the smaller ship, Jack looked up in time to see Norrington pulling Will up the stairs, holding his hands behind him with one hand and pushing him along with his other hand on Wills hip. And Jack did not fancy the way Norrington's hand was touching Will's hip a bit too tenderly. Will was catching a glimpse of Norrington and he didn't look too displeased with how Norrington was handling him. Jack looked back to Elizabeth enraged. Elizabeth was smiling delighted with herself and flashed a large wedding ring.

"I'm sure you've already made acquaintance with James. Although at the time he wasn't my husband." She shoved him aboard the smaller ship and waved good bye as one of her men started to move the Pearl away.

"Au revoir, mon chérie!" 

End flashback

Jack looked up at Will, sniffing deeply. Will cringed at the disgusting sound of snot and patted Jack on the head reassuringly.

"Do ya think so?"

"Yes I do!" Will was lying through his teeth. Jack was some what comforted by this but he still couldn't get out of his head the friction between Norrington and Will. His Will. Not Norrington's Will. His Will. Grrr.

Will reached out and got closer to Jack and started stroking his back and scratching at it lightly, trying to calm him.

"What will we do until she brings back the Pearl, captain?"

"Mmm…I'm not quite sure… mmm… mate oh that's nice right there…" Will giggled a bit and slipped his hand under Jack to undo his shirt, then slipped his hand under it feeling Jacks warm skin.

"mmm"

"It seems as though you've lost your ability to speak."

"mmm… ima kill you…"

"Why're you going to ki-" Jack grabbed Wills wrist and tugged on it, effectively pulling Will on top of him, Wills face falling no more than an inch away. It also effectively shut him up. Looking at each other, Will began breathing more erratically. He closed his eyes, paused and opened them once more, looking away from Jack not speaking.

"I'm tired Jack. It's been a long night I think I'm going to bed."

Will got off of Jack and walked away, pausing only when Jack spoke.

"You can sleep here tonight… On the floor I mean… or something."

"No… I'd better stick with the crew, captain."

Will opened the door and started to walk out but tripped down a few steps and tumbled his way to the floor.

"Will?!"

"…I'm ok…just...bruised…ow…"

Then, Jack had an idea. A completely random idea. I'll get meself a new ship. Then I'll use it to get into that boys pants. I'm a genius. I hope he didn't break any important parts…