"'Ello there lad, why so sad," she asked the young man. "The name's Scarlet O'Hara. I think there's more in there but there's just too many to remember, so I just stick with O'Hara. What's a handsome young sailor, such as your self, doing in Tortuga all by your oncy savy?" The young man nodded absently. He seem to very sad about something but obviously wasn't going to start pouring out his feeling in the middle of this crowded tavern.

"What did you say your name was? Scarlet right?"

"Aye Scarlet that's it why do you be askin' lad?"

"Do you know Captain Jack Sparrow?"

"Aye every girl in these parts knows Captain Jack well, every well indeed. Then the door flew open with a great crash. "Speak of the devil. Bar-keep, a bottle of your finest Rum for the Good Captain Jack."

"Now lassie, be careful with that word now. If some one heard you say that they'll think I've gone soft." This was followed by a few choice pokes and some shrill giggles. "Now where be that Rum you promised Scarlet?"

"Right over here Captain. But there's some one here to see you first." She stepped aside so Jack could see Will sitting at the bar. "What's wrong Jack, it looks like you've just seen a bloody ghost." Jack nodded absently.

"William Turner is that you?" said Jack, a bit confused. Those were the only words he was able to get out. The young man had leapt to his feet and slammed the pirate against the wall.

"What have you done with Elizabeth?!" the sailor shouted.

"I've done nothing with her Will. Now if you'll let me down…" With this he gave a well aimed shove and slid to the floor. "We can set to business. Now Scarlet, be a good lass, fetch another bottle of rum and another cup for Master Turner here!"

"Jack," started Will. The pirate gave him a hard look that said very plainly 'not now.' Slowly the noise level of the tavern returned to the level it was before Jack's arrival.

"Now," said Jack. "Now we can talk. If I heard you right, you're saying that I stole you're Elizabeth away for me own nasty little pleasures."

"Are you saying you didn't have anything to with this?"

"That's what I'm sayin'. Tell me why I would steal her when I have dozens of younger, prettier things throwing themselves at me." And as if cued by those words, young girl wearing a dress that she was practically bursting out of, appeared out of thin air. "See," said Jack rather smugly.

"I saw one of your crewmen board my ship and then slip off proding Elizabeth with a pistol back toward the Pearl two nights ago," said Will with obvious effort to keep his temper under control.

"I wasn't even in port two nights ago Will. What be the name of that ship of yours?"

"The Swann. I had it built meself. The living quarters are a little larger than on an average ship. I couldn't keep Elizabeth in a six by eight foot cell. I couldn't do that to our son either."