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JEN & JACK

Two days later, the Black Pearl was shrouded in a thick curtain of fog. Jack was at the helm, and Jen was standing nervously beside him.

"We're almost there." Jack said, peering into the mist. Anna Maria was standing in the rigging about fifty feet off the deck.

"Hey Jack! There's somethin' out here!" She shouted. Jack rolled his eyes and muttered 'Bloody crew'.

"Anna Maria, luv, how can I have an understanding of what's out there if all ya tell me is somethin's there?" Jack snapped impatiently. Anna Maria peered into the fog, and suddenly something swung out of the mist, slamming into her. She tumbled out of the rigging and would have fallen to her death if she hadn't caught a rope and managed to hold on. The thing that had knocked her out of the rigging dropped to the deck, unscathed. Jack stepped away from the helm and drew his sword.

"There's your answer!" Anna Maria shouted, sliding down the rope to the deck. There was a loud swishing sound and suddenly there were more of the strange things on the deck. It took Jen a minute to realize that they were men with swords...but how could a man have survived that drop and how could they have just come out of the mist.

"They're ghosts!" Jack shouted as he met the sword of the first ghost. With a vicious movement, he sent the ghost's sword spinning out of its reach. The sword hit the deck with a clang and vanished, just as the ghost burst into smoke. "Disarm them and they'll go away!" Jack shouted to his crew, running towards the next. Jen quickly pulled out her own sword and rushed at one of the ghosts. They engaged in a fight, and Jen found that the ghost was pretty strong. She suddenly dropped her sword when the ghost knocked it from her hand. She was reaching down to get her sword when the ghost pulled the blade across her upper arm.

"Ow!" Jen yelped, realizing that despite the fact that the ghost wasn't able to touch her, its sword sure could. Angry, Jen snatched up her sword and swung hard at the hilt of the other sword. It was hit with such a hard momentum that it flew down into the ocean. The ghost vanished. Jen gingerly touched the cut on her arm. It burned, and she cursed and moved towards her next opponent. For half an hour, the crew battled the ghost guardians, and finally none were left. Jack hurried over to Jen and kissed her forehead.

"We're docking here for the night, no need for anymore surprises." Jack shouted. The crew, thought exhausted, hurried to obey his orders. They didn't want any more surprises either. Jack pulled Jen down into their room and began to bandage her arm. Jack was winding the bandage around her arm when there was a loud thump overhead. Jen shot forward, nearly smacking into Jack.

"Careful luv, no need to hit me!" Jack teased. Involuntarily, his eyes slid up to the ceiling, and quickly shot back down to rest on Jen's face. Jack had just finished bandaging Jen's arm when there was a shot from overhead.

"Captain! Get up here!" Jack dropped the bandages and thundered up the steps, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword, with Jen on his heels. He ran to where the entire crew was assembled, at the front of the ship.

"Do you see it?" Gibbs asked in a hushed whisper. Jack peered into the sky, to see what Gibbs was talking about. Flying in front of them was a black swan, but it was flying lopsided, and it seemed like one wing was hurt.

"S' a bad omen!" One of the crew members hissed. Jack scoffed. He grabbed Jen's hand and pulled her away.

"Stupid superstitious idiots!" Jack scorned. Suddenly, Jen stopped.

"Wait...Jack," She said hesitantly.

"What?" Jack asked, turning around.

"Listen!" Jen implored. Suddenly, Jack heard it. There was some noise coming towards them, floating to them from somewhere in the ocean.

'Let me out! You can't keep me in here! Please let me out! Someone, anyone! Help me, let me out!' Jen shivered involuntarily, unable to bear listening to the helpless, pleading voice. As the last frantic tones died down, the crew turned to look at Jack. Jack knew his face was paling dramatically, and began to snap out orders to keep everyone calm.

"Gibbs, pour everyone a large pitcher of rum! Start a fire in one of the empty barrels, Brent. Keep yerselves armed, but someone stay sober and make sure no one cuts themselves." Jack ordered, dragging Jen below deck once more. Once they were in their cabin, Jack bolted the door. Jen stood in the middle of the room, still shivering.

"Jack, we shouldn't be here! We should go away!" Jen said loudly. Jack wrapped his arms around her.

"There's nothing there, Jen. Nothing! It's just a...a figment of yer imagination." Jen glared at Jack.

"Let me guess, it's a group hallucination?" Jen remarked wryly. Jack shrugged helplessly. "Please, Jack, let's just go back then!" Jen pleaded.

"Jen, luv, just go to bed, it'll be better in the morning!" Jack argued. Jen shook her head quickly.

"I don't want to sleep!" She protested. Jack sighed loudly and settled down on the bed.

"C'mere. "He ordered gruffly. Jen sat reluctantly on the bed. Jack opened one arm and motioned to her to rest her head on his shoulder. Jen followed the order, and soon fell asleep. Jack remained awake, staring at the wall, absently rubbing Jen's arm with his thumb. He was glad that she wasn't awake to feel his heart thumping a little too fast.

"I'm gonna kill Will if my son isn't safe in his house."

WILL AND ELIZABETH

"Damn it!" Will snarled, looking out the window in his son's room. Mason had run to him saying L.J was gone, and sure enough, he was gone.

"Jack is going to kill me." Will breathed.

I AM SOOO SORRY THAT IT'S BEEN SO LONG! I've just had a very busy summer, and even now that summer is at it's end, I'm about to get busier, so I apologize if my updates are spaced weirdly.