A/N: Okay, I am So-------------------------------------------------o sorry for the wait. I just got a huge writers block. I finally got to watch POTC and got the characters in character and an idea. I am so sorry. Forgive me. L I made this chapter longer than the others in hopes of making up for the wait. I will try really hard to update much much much sooner from now on. I love you guys!!! Thanks for being so INCREDIBLY patient with me. Thank you thank you thank you!!!!!!!!! I'll just let you get on to the story now and not keep you waiting any longer. :D

Commodore Norrington sat in his office on the now sailing ship. He was filled with fury. Fury because Elizabeth had been kidnapped, and fury because he was now helping her husband to find her.

"My greatest enemy," he thought, "should be those who are an enemy to the crown. I should be infuriated with pirates, not some blacksmith from Port Royal."

If he hadn't been so angry, he might have considered it strange that a man like himself was talking outloud with no one in the room.

Turner.... his least favorite word. It wasn't that Turner was a bad man.... just that he had stolen the woman he loved, and love for someone, especially when you lose that someone, can make you do things you would never otherwise do. Of course he had tried to explain this to Elizabeth the night that he had attacked her husband, but after that, she had wanted nothing to do with him. What was so wrong with loving her anyways?

There was a knock at the door, and Will walked in.

"What is it now Turner?" said Norrington.

Will had wanted to avoid conversation with Norrington as much as possible, but he wanted to know where exactly they were going.

"I was wondering what course we are following?"

"Well Turner, beings that you don't have any helpful information for me, and none of us know where they are going with Elizabeth, Mr. Sparrow, and..." he hesitated, "your daughter, we'll just have to go where the wind takes us."

"So your leaving it all to chance?" Will said in a slightly irritated tone. "We're going to wander around in the entire ocean hoping by some miracle we find the one ship we are looking for!?!"

"Turner we can't all be rash like you."

"What does that mean? And what do you expect me to do? Leave my wife and daughter to fate?"

"That's all we can d-"

"That's not good enough!!"

This was the second time Commodore Norrington had heard those words from Turner's mouth. Norrington yelled at Will.

"What do you want me to do Turner!?! Where do you want me to look!?! We've got the whole bloody OCEAN to look in and you want me to find her now? Be REASONABLE!"

"I say we go to the Isle de Muerta!"

"Why would they go back there Turner?"

"That's where we killed Barbossa, it's likely they'll want revenge!"

"Then why would they take your wife and child when they could have easily taken you Turner? It wouldn't make sense."

Will took a deep breath and looked away.

"All I know is I want to get my family back. I'm on the last string Norrington, it's the only logical place my 'rash' mind can think of."

The Commodore looked at the tired, desperate man in front of him. There was some sense in what he was saying, and yet..... he didn't want to think this man was capable of such logic.

"Alright Turner."

Commodore Norrington walked out of his 'office', which was actually his cabin, and went to the Captain, leaving Will to do whatever he chose to do.

"Captain!"

"Yes Commodore?"

"We need to head to the Isle de Muerta."

"But Sir," the young captain protested, "only those who have been there before can find where it is."

"Yes Captain, but I have been there. I'll direct you."

The young captain resumed his post at the wheel.

"Where to Commodore?"

"Head north captain, head north."

"What did 'e say Will?" asked Ana.

"Yeah, sounded like y'two had a blow out eh?" Said Bill.

Will walked passed them both.

"You alrigh' Will?" Ana asked him.

Will slammed his hand down on the side of the ship.

Bill cleared his throat and asked again.

"Where are we going Son?"

"The Isle de Muerta," Will responded, "It's the only place I can think they would go."

"Right you are." A voice interrupted. Will new this voice, for it was a voice he had heard several times over the past 9 months.

"Dr. Jacobsen?"

"Right you are again my boy. Of course the Commodore wasn't fond of me coming aboard, but I'm not the only doctor in Port Royal you know, and I thought that Ana might need a doctor along the way, and being Elizabeth and Jas were kidnapped by pirates, well, you can't be too careful." The doctor had called Elizabeth Jasmine 'Jas' ever since she was born. Will knew the doctor's sister's name had been Jasmine before she died, and he figured it had been a nickname he had for her. "Now, what do you say we look at those wounds on your legs Ana? Bill, will you help me get her inside?"

Will stood amazed at the man infront of him. He had come to think of Dr. Jacobsen as a sort of father to him, and a grandfather to his daughter. After all, he had been there all the way.

"Doctor?"

"Yes Will?"

"Thankyou."

The doctor smiled.

"Your welcome my boy. Your welcome."

Elizabeth sat upright. How long had she been asleep? Jack was sitting next to her playing with Jasmine.

"Morning Elizabeth."

She looked around the dark and desolate place they were in.

"How can you tell?"

"I can't. I'm just attempting to be cheery."

"Cheery Jack?"

"For the little tyke acourse."

"How is she?"

"She was sleeping like a babe, highly believable, and then she woke with a smile."

"She smiled?"

"Aye."

"I wish I could have seen it. She's never smiled before, not really."

Jack was taken aback. The first smile this little girl ever made was for him? He blushed.

"What's the matter Jack? You look as though you're tickled pink."

Jack nodded.

"Aye."

Elizabeth smiled, or, as much of a smile as she could have done in this awful place anyway.

"Captain Twigg! There be a ship on yon' horizon!"

"What? No one would follow us 'ere, they'd think we were heading off to empty sea."

"It looks like a ship of the fleet Sir.... they'll be up with us by dawn tomarrow."

"Impossible."

"Do you think it's Turner?"

"Nah, Turner's in the depths with that Commodore, he'd never 'elp him."

"Then who is it?"

"I don't know.... just watch them for a while-"

"Do you think it could be Sparrow's--"

"That's it. It's Sparrow's girl. She'll probably try to help him escape somehow. I'll bet he knew it all along."

"If that's so...what'll we do with Sparrow?"

The Captain smiled evilly and the metal design's on his body glittered. Then he spoke:

"How many lashing's do we give attempted escapee's?"

The door opened and a slight amount of light came through. Elizabeth recognized the pirates coming down. She grabbed up her baby defensively, and Jack drew in front of Elizabeth.

"Well Jack, if ye ain't goin' soft!" said one of the pirates mockingly.

"Yeah... goin' soft."

The first pirate yelled at the other, "Don't mimick me!"

"Sorry."

"What do you want?" Elizabeth asked angrily, "You can't have my child."

"We ain't down 'ere for your brat is we? We's down 'ere for Jack."

Elizabeth looked at Jack worriedly. Jack smiled.

"Quoting the missy 'ere, I say I am disenclined to aquiesce to your request." Said Jack matter-of-factly.

The pirate frowned. "That is so over used. But if that be the case, then you can go after we kill the lady."

Elizabeth gasped.

"Now gentlemen," said Jack calmly, "that isn't necessary."

"I knew ye'd change yer mind." the pirate smiled.

Jack went to stand up and Elizabeth grabbed his shoulder. She looked at him with concern and fear.

"It'll be alright lassy. I'll be back."

And so he would, but he would return in a much different state. Before he was lead away, Elizabeth called out.

"My father and Commodore Norrington will find you, and you'll all be hanged."

The pirates just laughed.

"Didn' work the last time did it?"

Elizabeth frowned. The pirates took Jack away and left her to wallow in the dark, wondering what was going on.

"Oh Will.... come quickly. I don't know what I can do against these pirates. Jack is trying but... there is only so much he can do."

Jasmine began to cry. Elizabeth rocked her back and forth, trying to comfort her. The crying continued. Elizabeth wasn't sure of what to do, after all, she was a new mother.

"Shh… don't cry. Don't cry."

Still the crying continued.

"Will I don't know what to do…. Hurry… Please hurry."

Elizabeth's headache from the cut she received continued to worsen with the new noise around her. Elizabeth tried to stand and rock her child, but the swaying of the ship seemed even worse because of her head. Failing at her attempt, she decided on staying seated, and repulsively, started singing. She sang the song that Will had hummed to her when she was pregnant. This seemed to work, for Elizabeth Jasmine soon became quiet and started falling asleep.

Elizabeth smiled as a tear ran down her cheek.

"I love you little one," she said quietly, "I love you."

………………………..

As Jack was lead up onto deck he tried to seem as calm as possible.

"So, I see you haven't changed at all. What about you? Still got a wooden eye?" Jack said calmly.

"If I was you, I wouldn' be the one crackin' jokes." He was threatened.

"Oh? Well who said I was jokin' mate?" Jack said bravely.

"We could send you to Davie Jones' locker right now." Said Rigetti.

"Aye. Ye could, but what good would that do ye? Since you'll be needin' me to get Barbossa back, I think you'd better be smarter than that Savvy?" Jack said smartly.

"True," Twigg said, "True we need you alive…. But that doesn't say anything about what condition we need ye in."

"What do ye mean?"

"Don't act so stupid Jack. Ye know what I mean."

"So it is to be torture then? What did I do to warrant such treatment?"

"Besides killin' our captain Jack? Besides that, ye knew that yer wife would know how to get to the Isle de Muerta and that she'd come after you with the fleet didn't ye?"

Jack looked shocked. Ana? Ana was coming…. His heart stopped a beat. Then he let out a sigh of relief. She's alive…. Ana's alive….

"Don't look so confused Jack. Yer not that daft."

Jack decided to play along with their game.

"Yeah I knew she'd come. The commodore and I are friends. It was my escape plan." Said Jack as though they'd found him out.

The pirates smiled. He had confirmed everything they had supposed.

"We knew it!" said Pintel excitedly.

"But even I didn't think you'd sink so low as to join up with a Commodore." Said Rigetti.

"He really 'as gone soft." Said Pintel.

"None the less, you know that penalty for attempted escapees Jack." Said Twigg.

"Aye. I do."

"Aren't ye afeard?" asked one of the crew.

Jack smiled. They could do whatever they wanted to him. He was fine. He could go on now, now that he knew Ana was alive and safe.

"What are ye smilin' for Jack?"

Jack smiled larger. Then he looked up at the others and laughed.

"That be CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow to you."

Twigg was furious.

Jack laughed inside. Do your worst. Ana is safe…. You can't do anything to me.

………………..

"Commodore! There is a ship on the Horizon."

"Is it a pirate ship?"

"Aye. They seem awful nervous that we are following them sir."

"Good work Captain. Continue your course."

Commodore Norrington walked across the boat and down under the deck. He turned down the stairs into the room that Ana would be staying in. There he saw Ana, Bill, Dr. Jacobsen and Will.

"Turner," he said reluctantly, for in a way he felt he was admitting Will was right, "there is a pirate ship on the horizon, we'll catch her by morning. I expect there will be a battle, whether by Cannon or by Sword, so I would ask Mrs. Sparrow and the doctor to stay hulled away down here."

"But Commodore," protested Ana, "I.."

"No protests please Mrs. Sparrow, I expect the doctor agree's with me."

Dr. Jacobsen nodded.

"But Commodore…"

"Mrs. Sparrow- You are on my ship under my command, I see it in your best interest to stay below deck away from danger, and as much as I hate to admit it, in my best interest as well. If anything happened to you under my protection, your husband would never forgive me. Now if you'll excuse me, I'll get back to my duties on deck."

"Commodore I…." Will started.

"I already told you Turner. No thanks are in order. I'm not doing this for you."

And with that the commodore walked away.

Ana spoke first.

"That Commodore… I want to help. I don't want to sit here like some ninny."

"But he was right Ana, being in a battle is no place for a pregnant woman, especially a wounded one." Said the doctor.

"He be right Ana." Said Bill.

"Don't tell me you agree too Will?" Ana said stubbornly.

Will was silent. He had his back to everyone.

"Will?" Ana asked again.

Will spoke softly, without turning around.

"Ana…. I am so worried about Elizabeth and my child…. I'm worried about them being caught in the confusion, or what might have already happened to them. I found blood on our floor Ana…. Blood….. Jack had to watch them beating you. I know how worried he must be. I expect him to be doing everything he can to protect my family…. Shouldn't I do the same?"

At first Ana was angry, but then she came to understand.

"I promise I'll do everything I can to help your husband Ana, but I don't know what I can do if I have to worry about you too. I'm sorry."

Will, still not facing them, walked out of the room. The doctor stood.

"No… I'll go talk to him. He's my son."

Bill walked over to his son outside the room.

"You don't have to do this alone son."

"I know…. But…. It's all my fault." Will started.

"Don't say that-"

"No! It's true. If I hadn't cared so much about my shop…. If I had stayed home… if I had only known."

"Son it's not your fault."

"I should have been there to protect them…"

"Son-"

"You don't understand! What if something horrible happens to either of them?? Then I was the one who wasn't there to protect them! What if I lose them? What do I do then!?!"

Will turned away.

"Don't you go anywhere Will. Don't ye dare question whether I know how ye feel or not. Don't you think I've regretted that I had to go on that one last bloody adventure! Don't you think I've regretted that my wife died wishing for me and I was out getting booty? That my son grew up without a father because of me? That I thought I'd lost both of ye forever? Don't ye ever think I don't know how ye feel!" Bill paused and lowered his voice, "Will, I know how ye feel… and it isn't your fault. I'm going to help make sure that you get your wife and me grandbaby back if it costs me my life."

Will turned around. A tear fell from his eye.

Bill gave his son one of the first hugs he could remember giving him, and then Will spoke.

"Men aren't supposed to get this scared Dad. They aren't supposed to worry like this."

"Don't ye think that for one minute Will. All men fear for their loved ones, just not all of them show it. You know something is wrong with a man if he doesn't fear. We'll get your lass back by morning Will. Why don't ye go get some rest. I'll let ye know if anything changes."

Will nodded and walked back into the room. Bill watched him and then smiled. His son certainly had grown into a fine man.

A/N: Okay, so again, sorry for the wait... and please review so that I know there is still anyone out there reading this. THANK YOU!!! LOVE YA!