"Where the bloody hell is he!" shouted Jack. "This was his bloody idea and his bloody plan, which I might add, I still don't know!" The door creaked open revealing a pale cabin boy standing at attention.
"Sir," piped the boy. "We've found Master Turner."
"Well…" said Jack impatiently. "Where is the yella bellied pain in my poop deck!"
The cabin boy's reply was drowned out by a loud clatter of something falling outside the cabin. Luckily for the cabin boy and whom ever dropped the clattering something, the captain heard what the cabin boy had said and strode out of the cabin towards the (I have decided to have some technical difficulties in this very spot for some devious reason or another.)
Will looked toward the dark smudge that had just appeared on the horizon. "We're so close," he thought aloud to himself. For a moment he stood pondering his plan. 'I really should tell Jack the rest of the plan,' he thought, for real this time. Will began to shift his feet to turn around when he felt the cold bite of pointed steel on the small of his back.
"Turn 'round," said a gruff voice. Will did this but as he did he drew his sword. Before Jack knew what was happening, he was disarmed and pined to the deck with Will's sword at his throat. "Drawin' your sword on the captain again young Mas'er Turner?" asked Jack in a patronizing voice.
"No sir," replied Will flintily. "I drew my sword on an old friend who was about to make a grievous mistake." Will's eyes flashed in warning.
"Don't you worry lad," said Jack slapping Will hard on the back. "You'll have your bonnie lass back in your arms in no time at all. Now before I leave, what the devil are you doing on the bow spirit?"
"I needed to think."
"Oh… What does that have to do with the price of peanut in Singapore?" Will looked bewildered.
"Nothing, whenever I need to think I go to the highest place I can. I figured the riggin' and the Crow's Nest were taken. So I came up here."
"Well, that is about the strangest thing I have ever heard in my life. On the other hand you are the strangest person I have ever meant in my life so it fits. So… umm are you ever going to tell me the rest of your plan involving my ship and my crew and not yours?"
"Yes, when we near Port Royal, have you're man at the tiller veer west twenty degrees. There's a small harbor, just big enough to fit the Pearl. We'll hid there then you and I will head out for the town on foot."
"Why not just take the whole blooming town by force?"
"First, I didn't think you wanted holes in your ship. Second, I have a feeling that Norrington might just do something awful if we try something like that. Third, I need to talk to an old friend."
"Okay, why is it going to be just you and me? Can't we take a few of Barbossa's escaped men as expendables?"
"No, I don't want to shed too much blood. If all goes well, then a sword need not be drawn."
"Then pray that all does not go well." Jack smiled devilishly at that last statement.
"If you're not careful with this little venture, you, my friend will end up back in the gallows." Jack was taken aback by this. It was true if he did ever show his face in Port Royal he would be clapped in irons and in the gallows before he could say "Parlay". Why then was Will so intent on getting him to go to that very place unaccompanied?
"Jack!" shouted Will waving his hand in front of Jack's face. "Did you fall asleep with our eyes open again?" Jack shook his head still looking slightly bewildered. "Well, I'm going below to work things out and try to get some sleep."
