Chapter Five:

Jack was alone in his room once again, this time reading the letter instead of fiddling with the locket. "She never came back..." He trembled with every thought of her in his head, "If she won't come back...I'll make her," He said, "That little brat."

But where could she be? Where could she have gone? I searched the waters, nothing. Where were we docked that day?

He leaned out of his cabin and saw Anamaria driving the ship, probably a little angry that Jack was not doing this himself. "Anamaria, love!" He shouted at her, she looked at him with angry eyes, "Turn this ship around, we're going to Port Royal!" He screamed excitedly. He ran to Anamaria and wrapped his arms around her neck, "We're going to Port Royal!" He sang.

SLAP!

Anamaria slapped Jack across the face, "Now, answer me this, why are we going to Port Royal?" She looked as if she wanted to slap Jack again; turning a ship around was hard work.

"Don't you remember?" He asked softly, "We were docked there...eight years ago...when it happened. That's where she was and that's where she'll be."

Anamaria rolled her eyes in protest but continued to turn the ship around, "I think you're crazy," She whispered.

"Remind me Will, where are we going to get this ship?" Pearl asked Will as they continued down the streets of Port Royal.

"Well-err-before I tell you that, you must be aware that we are in a rather desperate situation and rather-erm- low on cash," He looked at Pearl in an odd way, almost scary, yet nervous. You could tell, Pearl may not like this idea.

Pearl nodded anyway, telling him to continue, "Go on, get it over with," She sighed and rolled her eyes.

"We're going to use that ship," He pointed to the royal navy ship, The Dauntless, "To commandeer that ship," He pointed to the Interceptor.

"Everyone stay calm, we are taking over this ship!"

"Aye! Avast!"

Will laughed at the thought of him and Jack, commandeering those same ships only five years ago. How everyone had laughed at him. He smiled every time he thought about that adventure now; it had been the time of his life.

Pearl and Will made their way to the ships quickly; Joseph was dragging behind, trying to keep up with them. Sadly, they were both full-grown pirates and he was-well-he was only 25% pirate, and with his little legs, wasn't much help. He, however, was determined to join us in our quest for Pearl's happiness. He loved Pearl like a sister, they connected so well.

They hid behind barrels until Will gave them the okay to run. All three of them ran onto the ship, Will remaining behind, they'd probably let two kids on easier than a familiar face from the commandeer five years ago. Will smiled at them with their swords, Joseph's minimizing him, he was already short for his age.

"Everyone remain calm, we are taking over this ship!" Pearl ran out in front of Joseph, her sword in her belt, grin on her face, despite the situation.

"Aye! Avast!" Yelled little Joseph, Pearl widened her eyes at him; she never knew he had so much power in his voice.

Everyone laughed at them, and the familiar encounter they had had five years ago.

"Gents," Pearl said, she didn't like being laughed at, "I'm Pearl Jacklyn Sparrow, savvy?"

Pearl and Joseph pretended to know what they were doing, Pearl grabbed the wheel and Joseph began to swab the deck. They giggled at the men in the lifeboats yelling, "SPARROW AND TURNER ARE TAKING THE DAUNTLESS!"

They saw the Interceptor coming towards them. People coming onto the Dauntless, Will grabbed Joseph, and then a rope. Pearl grabbed a rope too, and together, they swung into the Interceptor.

"Thank you commodore for getting us ready to make way."