A/N: AHHH!!! I haven't updated in a long time!!! whistles Daaamn . . . (rocks deliberately get thrown once more) ENOUGH, ENOUGH!!! CURSE YOU, ROCKS!!!

Sauron's Minion: Yeah, and I'm a chicken

Me: But aren't you?

SM: ba-gaaak

Me: Thought so. Sorry bout the long wait . . . But here's the next chapter!

Chapter 12:

Will looked out from behind the wheel of the Black Pearl to the vast sea. Isle de Muerta couldn't be too far away . . . right? Besides, they had to find Barbossa and save Jack.

Elizabeth came up beside him and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"It's all right, Will . . . He has to be all right. He just has to."

Will nodded. Knowing Jack, he could get himself out of almost any predicament. 'But then,' he thought, 'what if this time . . . that isn't the case?' Frowning, he continued to look towards the horizon. He had to save Jack, even if it meant his life. What that pirate had done for him . . . If saving him took his life, then at least he could repay him the only way he knew how.

Red Warren looked up as he heard a call from up above. Jack, in the cell next to him, was looking out of a small hole in the wood.

"What d'you see?" he asked him wearily.

"We're here . . . Isle de Muerta."

Red felt the blood drain from his face as cold gripped him. This was it. He and Jack were going to die, he knew it . . . There was no hope left.

"We'll get out of this, somehow," Jack said suddenly, seeming to read Red's thoughts. "After all, this ain't the first time something like this has happened ta me." He grinned his roguish smile as he looked to the fearful Red. He only nodded.

Suddenly footsteps could be heard approaching their cells, and soon the forms of Barbossa and the two ugly pirates that had captured Jack came into view.

"Well Jack, let's try this again, shall we? After all, it didn't work quite as well as I had hoped last time," Barbossa said amusingly. Jack smiled at him.

"Ah, but ye see, this time won't work for ye either, mate."

Barbossa raised an eyebrow. "And why is that?"

"I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, remember? I thought we had already gone through this."

"I believe so . . . But remember, Jack, this time I have the upper hand."

"O' course ye do."

Barbossa frowned. "Now don't play dumb with me, Sparrow. I'm going ta finish what I begun."

"Oh, no doubt."

Red stared at Jack with a mixed feeling of awe and confusion. How could this man be so calm, and so cocky, in a situation such as this? He found new respect for this brigand such as he never felt before.

"Diaes, Sythe, get these two out of their cells and up on deck. We'll be reaching the isle shortly."

Norrington was the first to locate the island. Tall and rocky, it stood ominous against the fog that encompassed it. Will was thankful that he had already been here before, and thence known where to go. Of course, he had some help from the others, and Jack had already set the course, but at least he now knew his way.

"D'ya think Jack and Barbossa are here already?" Gibbs asked the silent crowd as they swept into the cold and dangerous waters.

"I don't know," Elizabeth said softly.

Will remained silent. Jack had told him vaguely that his father had been sunk into the waters near Isle de Muerta, but his exact location remained a mystery. The talk he had with Jack still lingered in his mind, and he wanted to finish it.

Anna-Maria was now at the wheel, coursing through the water and keeping a sharp eye out for any signs of another ship, or the entrance to the treasure cove. Suddenly, after a while, she shouted in triumph.

There, a short ways away, was a small ship nestled near the rocks. Red Warren's ship.

A/N: I know, I know, it's a really short chapter . . . Or, midget chapter, as I like to call them . . . But I promise the next chapter will be longer! I PROMISE!!!

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