A/N: Well, I'm back with another chappy ;o)

Cal...Ah yes, Hector. Surprisingly enough (shame on me), I actually had forgotten that Johnny had come up with that. I knew he had made up a first name, but I couldn't remember what it was exactly. I have heard the rumors about Geoffrey Rush signing up to do PotC 2 as well. I hope he does come back...you did have to wonder with the little monkey taking the coin at the end and all...hmmm. Anyway, "thanks very much" for the review as always. I'm still keeping you waiting, but soon...very soon...I will get to your scene ;o)

Chapter Seven

Jack kept fairly silent as he and Mr. Gibbs returned from the docks. Knowing that he had a lot of information to process in his mind over the next day or two, Gibbs didn't disturb Jack by making small talk. While he did want to know what he was thinking, he would wait until the time was right. He had known Jack long enough to know that when the time was right, Jack would tell him himself without him ever having to ask. On the other hand, if Jack was pressed to respond to the question, Gibbs could give up hope of ever finding out the answer. That's just the way Jack was and Gibbs, unlike most, understood him, which may have been the reason that he trusted Gibbs more than anyone else.

When they got back into town, Mr. Gibbs suggested they go and grab a bite to eat and then head over to the Briar Rose. Jack agreed considering that although food was not a top priority on his mind right now, he would no doubt be very hungry later on if he did not eat. He followed Gibbs into the very same restaurant he had dined at the previous evening, but instead of sitting at the front where they would be able to look out the windows, they chose a table closer to the rear, in a more secluded area. After a relatively short amount of time, a young girl appeared and took their order. The restaurant was pretty crowded at this time of night and she let them know that it would be a while before they received their food before disappearing back into the kitchen.

"A lot to think about, isn't it?" Gibbs said, finally breaking their silence.

"Aye," Jack agreed, nodding slowly.

"I have to admit Jack, I had no idea that her story would be anything like that…that the two of you would actually have something in common."

"It does make this little situation all the more intresting," Jack commented.

"I had heard stories of 'er, that she was a pretty good captain and all. I remembered Captain Kendrick mentioning her name quite a few times when I sailed for 'im. That's why I took you to him; I think he always had a bit of a soft spot for her. I knew he could tell you her whole story, but I didn't know…I never would have imagined that her past would be so…" Gibbs trailed off.

"Humph," Jack snorted, his fingertips touching as he brought them up to his lips, his mind racing through his plans. His eyes had focused on a distant point across the room and Gibbs recognized the vague look that signified when Jack was not paying attention to what was being said and so he dropped his attempt at making conversation.

Several minutes later Jack snapped out of his self-induced trance. "Well, I think it's all going to work out just peachy," he said, a small grin touching his face.

"I knew it wouldn't take Captain Jack Sparrow long to formulate a plan of action," Gibbs said.

"Well, this is almost too easy," Jack said in a low voice. "A girl who wants to get back at Captain Barbossa…she'll play right into my hands. The only hard part is," he paused, "I really would like 'er to be part of my crew when I finally go after the Pearl. She'd make a fine addition."

"Jack, you know it's bad luck to bring a woman aboard," Gibbs said, his superstition showing through once again.

"Did you not 'ear the story mate? I need a crew that is not only good at sailing, but also dedicated enough to stay with me for the cause. She would 'elp me make sure Barbossa gets what 'e deserves," Jack smiled.

Gibbs shook his head, knowing that he and Jack had a difference of opinion on the matter.

"But that's not what I'm worried about right now. For now, I just need a way to get to Port Royal and Anamaria's little boat will provide just the right manner of transportation."

The young girl returned with their meals at that point and Jack and Gibbs ended their conversation as they both focused on eating. When they finished, it had grown late and they paid for their food and exited the restaurant.

As they crossed the road, Jack heard a familiar voice, "Well, well, well, if ain't Captain Jack Sparrow 'imself?"

Jack turned to greet the girl with the fiery red hair, "'ello Scarlett." A large smile was already on his lips as his eyes met hers.

Mr. Gibbs continued on his way down the street and entered the Briar Rose. He was well aware of Jack's womanizing ways and tried not to become involved in any of the situations Jack got himself into relating to women.

"Fancy meeting you 'ere," Scarlett said laughing, "I 'eard you was in town, but I didn' believe it 'til jus' now. Thought you wasn' comin' back for a while."

"Surprise," Jack managed to get out, the smile never leaving his face.

"'ow 'bout letting me show you a good time tonight Captain?" Scarlett asked, winking at him.

"That sounds like fun luv," Jack said, " but I'm in the middle of somethin' at the moment. I'll find you later on…savvy?"

"Alright Jack, but it ain't my fault if I'm busy later on…I offered," Scarlett said walking away from him and returning to her spot with the other girls on the corner.

Jack walked down the street and entered the Briar Rose, seeking out Gibbs and sitting down with him.

"You're gonna get yourself in over your head one of these days Jack," Gibbs said, nodding to Giselle who happened to be their barmaid again this evening.

"There's enough of me to go around Gibbs," Jack said, smiling. Giselle had left a mug on the table for him already and he took a swig from it. He scanned the tavern for other familiar faces and was pleased to see Anamaria was sitting at the bar alone once again. "There she is," Jack nodded in her direction.

Gibbs turned to look at the girl and was at once struck with her beauty. He could only imagine what Jack's plans for her must involve.

"Better be careful Jack, don't want to turn Captain Kendrick against ye, now do ye? Go easy on 'er."

"Oh, I intend to," Jack said, a sly grin creeping across his face.

Jack was happy that he now had a plan of action; all he had left to do was carry it out, and that was the easy part. His conversation with Gibbs turned to other subjects and they ended up consuming more rum than either of them had drunk in quite a while.

Giselle kept their mugs full and returned often to flirt with Jack who was unsure of whether he wanted to spend the night with her again or go and meet Scarlett. It would all be so much easier if they would just both agree to him getting a room for all three of us, Jack thought, smiling to himself.

However, at the end of the night it didn't matter because the rum took it's toll on both Jack and Gibbs and they ended up passing out, their heads hitting the table.