It's been 2 days of good sailing and the Pearl would be reaching Port Royal tomorrow afternoon. Bill was getting more nervous by the minute.

"Relax mate, everythin will turn out fine." Jack reassured him.

"How do you know?"

"I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, I know everything."

Bill gave a laugh to this. For the first time since the reunion there was a comfortable silence.

"I've noticed you've started to favor rum. When did this happen?"

"The island I was on was one that rumrunners used. I found it and drank it. That's when I found out it helps make you feel better. It makes you forget about life and what's goin on around you."

"So you have changed a little."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means that you're still the same. You're still that cocky 8 year old. You're still that confident 11 year old. You're still the brilliant 15 year old. You're still the daft 16 year old pirate captain." Bill paused a moment. "You're still the scared 7 year old I found 20 years ago. Only now you hide it better, better than all those years ago at least."

"I'm not scared of anyting Bill." Jack said quietly.

"You don't trust Anamaria, Gibbs, or the crew. You trust them in some ways, but not completely."

"Would you?"

"That's what I'm sayin. You're afraid to trust or show feelin towards them. Its understandable. I think you can trust them. You can trust me too."

"I trust you with my life." Jack replied.

"No you don't."

"Why would you say that? After all these years you think that would change." Jack was becoming angry. He was lucky no one from his crew was around; he didn't want them hearing this. "If that's what you think maybe I shouldn't."

"I'm tryin to figure this out to lad."

"I'm not a lad." Jack interrupted.

Bill ignored his last comment. "Don't lie to me Jack. If anybody were to get you talkin and then looked in your eyes they would be able to read you like a book."

"I trust you with my life. I don't want to though. For 11 years I believe you dead. I couldn't even bring myself to think you were cursed. Why you ask, because I killed you. You stuck up for me. That is how you died."

"Is that what you've made yourself believe?"

"It's true." Jack said as he began to walk away.

By now the crew noticed the argument that was going on. They stayed where they were, working on there jobs, but watching there captain. Despite what everyone believes, they were loyal to there captain.

Bill didn't want this conversation to end yet so he did what he knew Jack hated most. Bill caught up with Jack and grabbed his arm. He felt Jack freeze and saw the crew stop and watch what was going to happen.

"Let go Bill" barely audible

"Talk to me"

The crew started coming closer, forming a circle. Bill still didn't let go even though Jack was now facing him.

"What's goin on Captain?" a crew member asked

"Get back to work. There is no problem here." Jack noticed them not moving. "Go! Mr. Turner and I will be in my cabin if you need anything." Jack then pulled his arm away and walked to the cabin.

This should be interesting they both thought to themselves.

TBC...