(A/N: Thanks again to all of my incredibly kind reviewers! Sorry for taking so long but first my muses went on vacation and then they attacked me so I've had to sort out some things. Hopefully this'll be a good chapter that'll make up for the time loss. One can only hope. Short note to The Bonnie Pirate Lass: thanks for the presents!! Jack likes his bag though he is still mad about you destroying everything inside it and I absolutely LOVE my Jolly Roger socks!! They're so cool! Hehe. And another short note to PiratePrincess91: Don't feel left out! Thank you too for standing with me against the army of fangirls who don't think Jack could pass for Will. WE SHALL DEFEAT THEM!! Enjoy the story!)

Disclaimer: In my dreams, I own EVERYTHING!!!!! But in reality, I only own Isabelle... I like my dreams better...

"I don't remember the house being this far away." Jack commented to himself. It felt like they had been walking for hours and he had been forced to carry Isabelle since she had fallen asleep as soon as they left the Governor's house. She was beginning to become a burden. "How much sleep does this child need?" He grumbled.

He decided to pass the time by concentrating on the question that had been bothering him ever since he had talked to Gibbs. Should he go back to the Black Pearl or should he stay here and try to make a life for himself? Could he stay here and ignore the sea's siren call? The Governor said it was worth it and Will seemed to be doing alright for himself, but neither of them were pirates, not like Jack. Will was able to have his adventures and settle at home, but could Jack do that? His thoughts were broken by his need for an easier way to travel. Isabelle was getting heavier and they still a ways to go before they arrived at Will's house.

Out of the corner of his eye, Jack spotted a lone carriage and horse sitting in front of the Blacksmith's Shop. All it needed was a driver. "That's a good idea." Jack grinned, made sure no one was watching, and gently put Isabelle in the carriage. She stirred a little, but then went right back to sleep. Jack climbed onto the driver's seat (A/N: I'm sure there is a technical name for the driver's seat, but I couldn't find it so I'm just going with driver's seat.) and grabbed the reins.

"Okay. Nice horsie. Nice horsie." Jack had never been near a horse before. He figured it couldn't be too much different from steering a ship. "Go!" He yelled, fully expecting the horse to obey him. It didn't. "Go!" Jack yelled again. The horse stood still. "I said go!" Jack told the horse. It still didn't move.

"'Ack! Pull!" Isabelle's voice piped up from the carriage.

"That's great. We find a mode of transportation where I don't have to carry you and you wake up." Jack rolled his eyes and continued his attempts to get the horse to move.

"Pull!" Isabelle exclaimed.

"On what?" Jack questioned. He shook his head and climbed down from his position. "Alright horse." He stood face-to-face now with his new enemy. "This is how it works. I say go and you go, savvy?" He glared. The horse seemed to nod so Jack went back to the driver's seat and took the reins again. "Go!" He said. Once again, the horse didn't budge. "I hate this bloody horse." He muttered. He turned to Isabelle. "I don't suppose Will taught you to ride, did he?"

"Pull 'eins!" Isabelle nodded and motioned to the reins in Jack's hands.

"Oh. The reins. Right!" Jack gave the reins a hard tug. The horse whinnied, bucked straight up, (A/N: My horse terminology might not be correct so my apologies) and thundered down the street. Jack and Isabelle both shrieked in terror as the horse galloped fiercely. "WAIT! WRONG WAY!" Jack shouted. The horse paid no mind and kept going it's own way.

"STOP HORSIE!" Isabelle screeched at Jack.

"HOW DO YOU PROPOSE I DO THAT?!" Jack snapped.

"PULL!"

"THAT'S WHAT GOT US INTO THIS IN THE FIRST PLACE!"

"'ACK!"

"FINE!"

Jack pulled on the reins as hard as he could and the horse came to a sudden halt, sending Jack flying over the horse and onto the ground with a scream. "OUCH!" Jack landed hard on his back. He slowly got up and was once again face-to-face with the horse. "I hate you." He growled before going to the carriage to make sure Isabelle was alright.

"I 'kay." She assured him. "Do again!" She clapped her hands.

"No, we're never doing that again. Where are we?" Jack looked around. He'd never been in this part of Port Royal before.

Isabelle shrugged and looked a little scared. It was getting dark and they seemed to be lost. Plus, Will and Elizabeth would be home soon. "We lost?" She asked.

"No, we're not lost. I just.. Don't know where we are." Jack replied.

"We lost." Isabelle said.

"We'll just go down the road we came down." Jack looked. There were three roads leading out of this place. The horse had been going so fast, he didn't know which road they had taken. "Do you remember which one it was?" He asked Isabelle. She shook her head. "I think it was that one." He guessed and pointed to the middle road.

"More horsie ride!" Isabelle suddenly cheered up.

"Yes, I suppose we'll have to use that stupid horse again." Jack grumbled and climbed back into the driver's seat.

"Pull nice," Isabelle said. "Not hard."

Jack pulled gently on the reins and the horse walked in a slow trot. Jack guided it down the middle road and it obeyed. "That's better." He commented. "Do you recognize this place?" He asked.

Isabelle looked around and shook her head. "No."

"Hopefully we're not taking the wrong road."

About five minutes later, they decided that they were down the wrong path. They turned around, went back to where they had stopped the first time, and went down the left road. "Now do you recognize it?" Jack questioned.

"Yeah!"

"Great! How far is your house?"

"There!" Isabelle pointed the left. There was the house.

"Oh wonderful!" Jack stopped the horse and jumped down. He got Isabelle out of the carriage and pulled on the door, expecting it to open. It was locked. "We locked the door? We locked the door!" Jack exclaimed in utter disbelief.

"It 'kay 'Ack! Look!" Isabelle motioned to a window on the side of the house.

"A window!" Jack immediately grabbed Isabelle and hoisted her up into the air before she could do anything. "Is it open?" He forgot he was talking to a two-year-old.

Isabelle just stared at him with an 'How am I supposed to know?' look. "'adder!" She pointed to a ladder that stood against the house next door. Jack let Isabelle down and put the ladder underneath the window.

"They don't need it as much as we do." He said as he climbed up. He reached the window and to his massive relief, it was open. "It's open!" He cheered.

"Go!" Isabelle yelled up to him. He nodded to her and slid headfirst through the window. He did a flip and landed on the couch on his back. "First bit of luck I've had all day." He stated as he got up and unlocked the door. Isabelle was waiting for him.

"Yay!" She cheered as she ran in.

"Well that's one huge problem solved. Here's the other." Jack looked around at the house that laid in ruins. "Now how do we solve this one before your parents get back?" He sighed and sat on the couch. Isabelle just stared at him with a questioning look. This was going to be a challenge, but lucky for Will and Elizabeth, Jack always enjoyed a good challenge.

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Yay! Hopefully you all enjoyed that and it was worth the wait. In case you can't tell, I'm planning on ending this story soon. I'm also thinking about a sequel, but I'm still trying to figure it all out. So thanks for reading and please review!!