A/N: Sorry it took a while to update. So busy. Anyway, THANKS SO MUCH FOR THE REVIEWS!!!! This chapter is a bit unusual, and I don't really like it, but I found it pretty necessary to continue on with the plot. I hope you enjoy it. ^_^

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Chapter Three: Mystery

From a dark corner in the old pub, a man sat with his mug of rum in front of him. Not an unusual site in the pub. But what made this man strange, was that no matter how much rum he drank, it never effected him. He never became drunk. And so the men watched him. He spent a lot of his time buying men drinks, and then when they were drunk, telling them dark tales of the sea, and then asking them questions.

"Have ye ever heard of the Black Pearl?" he would ask them first.

"Oh sure. What kid weren't told o' the devils ship? But it be jus' a story. No truth to it." the men would always reply.

The strange man would sit back, and pull his hat further over his eyes, creating an eery illusion of darkness.

"The Black Pearl be real. I seen it many times meself. I met her captain. I've sailed on 'er. All the tales be true. All the tales of evil surrounding the ship, and the tales of the accursed crew. All of it. Now that crew sales on another ship, a ship under disguise, and they have but one mission. That mission be revenge. And they won't rest, until their revenge be fulfilled. Until the men they seek.... are dead." the man let out a long, dark, laugh, that made even the full grown men in the pub shiver. Then he grabbed his mug of rum, chugged the rest down, and walked out of the pub.

He vanished as silently as he had come. No one had ever seen such a mysterious man, in Port Royal.

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Will opened the french doors that led out to the porch from his bedroom. He gazed over the many things that were visible from where he stood. He loved all the many trees that grew around his home. His favorite tree, was just off to the side of where he stood. After everything that had happened with Barbossa, Will had climbed this tree often to visit with Elizabeth. It also had their initials carved into the side.

Will smiled as he reflected on all that had happened since then. He suddenly felt a hand reach up and cover his mouth.

His first reaction was to turn around and fight whomever it might be, especially after what Jack had just informed them of. Before he could react, another hand reached up and covered his eyes. Panic took over him. Someone had gotten past all the other men. Someone was in his house.

"Guess who?" a voice giggled.

Will suddenly turned around.

"Elizabeth! Don't scare me like that!" he scolded.

Elizabeth knew something was bothering Will when he called her Elizabeth, and not Liz. Especially the fact that her teasing had bothered him.

"Will," she spoke softly, "what's wrong?"

"Nothing." he hesitated.

Elizabeth didn't believe him for a moment.

"Come on Will. You aren't yourself. Jack isn't himself. And your father isn't himself either. There is something that you aren't telling me William Turner."

"It's nothing Liz." he said quietly.

"It's nothing? Well IT'S obviously something. Come on Will, please, I'm your wife. Can't you confide in me?"

"Liz, I just don't want to scare you, that's all."

"William Turner, I have been kidnapped by undead pirates, nearly been murdered, rescued you, put up with Norrington, and worst of all, I have been through labor. NOTHING you could tell me would scare me."

Will didn't want to keep arguing with his wife. Ever since her pregnancy with their baby, he had been scared to raise her blood pressure. Of course what Dr. Jacobsen had said hadn't helped. "I want you to be careful and watch very closely to make sure her blood pressure stays down atleast for a year after the birth. Just to be on the safe side. Her body will still be recovering over that period of time. She did remarkably better than I thought, but I still want to be safe. You can never be TOO safe with a life."

"Alright Liz." Will sighed, "Jack thinks Barbossa's crew is back."

"But I thought Norr-"

"It wouldn't surprise me if that pig lied. Honestly, do you think he would want to ruin his perfect reputation?"

Will was still extremely angry with Norrington for everything he had put their family through. And after everything, he had avoided even coming to see their child after it's birth.

"Well I.... I know that he isn't the best man in the world, but he certainly wouldn't lie about something like that. Honestly Will, you know him better than that."

"Do I? He seemed alright with us before. Then he turned violent and got away with it."

Elizabeth took her husband by the hand.

"Will?"

Will looked into the eyes of his wife. They seemed sad.

"Will, what do you think they're after this time?"

"I don't know. Barbossa's dead, they may be out for revenge."

"But then, then they'd be after Jack, and..." he bottom lip quivered, "and you."

"Liz we don't know that. All we know is that somehow, by some miracle, they're alive. We just need to be on the alert. I don't want you to go anywhere, unless it's not safe here alright?"

Elizabeth nodded.

"And no matter what happens, don't worry about me. Just worry about Elizabeth Jasmine."

Elizabeth nodded again.

He could see the worry in her eyes, but also the determination in her jaw.

He put his arms around her and embraced her gently.

"I love you Liz." he whispered.

A tear fell from her eye.

"I love you too Will. I love you too."

~0~

"Mornin' Luv." said Jack as Ana opened her eyes and looked up at him.

"What time is it?" she asked groggily.

Jack didn't hear Ana. He was staring out the window and thinking to himself.

"Jack? What time is it?"

He still didn't reply.

Ana stood up, and walked over to her husband. She placed her hands on his shoulders understandingly, and kissed his cheek.

"Huh?" said Jack, as he came back into reality.

"Jack, what's wrong?"

"Nothin' luv."

"Jack Sparrow, if ye don' tell me what be goin on right this minute, ye will regret it the rest of yer life." she stated.

Jack didn't want to scare Ana.

"Well, ye see, er..." Jack said as he fumbled to think of anything to say, "I am well, just er, nervous about having a whelp of me own."

Ana looked at him intently, trying to figure out if he was telling the truth.

"That be it Jack Sparrow?" she questioned seriously.

Jack smiled.

"Aye."

She leaned in and kissed him.

"If it makes ye feel better, I am nervous too." she giggled.

Jack kissed her back.

Ana went to get breakfast, and as she headed for the door, she looked over her shoulder.

"Oh, and Jack?" she said as he looked up, "If ye be lyin', you'll regret it. I promise."

And Jack knew he would.

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A/N: Thanks for reading. Remember to review ( although I don't really need to ask) you guy are so good at that. =] I hope to update soon. I really love writing for you guys. Please let me know what you think. Love ya!!!