A/N: Go on and see what happens as I tell the rest of the tale. Now me favourite dialect really comes in strong, but we're still in present day, me lovlies, don't forget. Actually, this all happened last year, yes, I've met Jackie, how do ye think I know him so well??! Hehe, ok I'll stop with the bullshit and let ye feed yer hungry eyes by readin' me tale.

Chapter Four: A Few Answers

"Ok, I don't know what you're talking about," Will said as he and Jack made their way downstairs.

"Me crew, what are ya, deaf? Cause if that's the case, maybe I take that offer back..." said Jack and he watched as Alisa rushed over to him.

"Will!! Oh, my lord, are you ok??!" she said as she fervently grabbed his face and arms and hands, looking as though she couldn't believe he was standing in front of her.

"Yes, Alisa, I'm fine. I just wanna get out of here, I think." Will stopped her hands and reassured her that he was perfectly alright. Jack rolled his eyes.

"My God, woman, it was just a swim!" he said, but Alisa glared at him instead of calming down.

"Jack Sparrow, that's just like you! You're insensitive, rude, uncaring, selfish—" Anamaria appeared quite suddenly in the middle of Alisa's ranting and raving.

"Let's not forget who you're talking to, lil sis. He is Captain Jack Sparrow," she said, crossing her arms over her chest authoritatively.

"What the fuck ever! Will could've died! And let's not forget," she went on to add, "that he's not my captain, big sis!"

Elizabeth had woken up not long after Will took his swim and she was now quite sober. She stood up against the wall with her arms crossed and an angry look on her face.

"Ok, well I have things to do today so I'd like to get back home now, if you don't mind," she spat out, looking directly at Leese. She grabbed Will's arm and Liz's, too, and dragged them to the door.

"Alright, I understand the lass has a life, but I want you to think about me offer, savvy??" Jack called out after Will.

"Good evening, gents," Alisa muttered sarcastically, and soon the three of them were back in her truck, riding in silence on the highway home.

When Will was finally safe and warm in his own bed, he knew it was going to be impossible to get to sleep. Even though he was pretty tired after the evening's events, he did get a good nap while being knocked out...He sighed in exasperation after an hour of tossing and turning. He just couldn't get Jack's words out of his head, no matter how hard he tried. There were so many questions burning in his brain. What did Alisa and Anamaria have to do with those men? Why was his house so far out of town and where'd that lagoon come from? How did Jack get all of that gold and what was up with the pirate get up? Oh, yeah, and let's not forget, what the hell was a sunken ship doing in the man's backyard pool??! Even though Will knew that the men had been drinking, he began to get the feeling that they weren't kidding about him 'finding their treasure'. But what does it all mean?? he thought, and he finally fell into a fitful state of rest as the sun's rays were peeking through his windows.

Alisa and Elizabeth were having their own troubles. When they had reached Elizabeth's house, Alisa ended up staying overnight there. Of course, Liz had a ton of questions that would not be left unanswered.

"I cannot believe you! You let him get all caught up in that?! He could've died!" she cried, when Leese got through telling her what had happened while she was asleep.

Alisa was practically in tears.

"I know that, ok, but what was I supposed to do? He wouldn't listen to me! I told him to forget about it, that they were just drunk, but he wouldn't let it go, Liz! It was like...like he couldn't control himself. It was crazy and you were drunk and Anamaria was being a total bitch..." She was talking so rapidly that it seemed to Liz as if she were speaking in tongue half the time.

"Fine, fine, just slow down. Calm down. I get it, ok? Things got out of hand. But that still doesn't explain that Jack character and all of that 'captain' talk. What was that about?" Liz asked as the two snuggled under the covers of her lush queen sized bed.

"Please, Liz, just don't worry about it. It was stupidity. They were all drunk. He was just another of the men," she said and turned around so that she wasn't facing her.

"Ok, fine, but then why was Anamaria the one saying that captain stuff? She wasn't drunk, I could tell. She was perfectly sober and perfectly serious," Liz argued on, fluffing up a satin pillow to her liking.

"Please, Liz. I'll tell you everything there is to know in the morning. You and William. Please," she mumbled out. Elizabeth was about to argue some more, but it was too late. Alisa was already fast asleep.

Will woke up around two in the afternoon. His body was sore and he had a slight headache, but he felt oddly refreshed. Man, what a night, he thought to himself as he got up to go get in the shower. He was deeply enjoying the hot water beads massaging his tired back and shoulders, when his doorbell rang to interrupt his relaxation. Great. I wonder who this could be? The doorbell rang again a couple of times in a persistent manner, so he turned off the water, grabbed his towel and briskly walked to the front door. It rang again.

"Alright, I'm coming already!" He opened the door to be greeted by frosty cold air and frosty cold, serious looks from Elizabeth and Alisa. Well, Elizabeth's was frosty cold, but Alisa's was....kind of...blank?? JE-SUS, bless him!! she thought as she unintentionally stared at his muscular form in the doorway. He was dripping wet and his toned arms, chest and calves were glowing from being massaged by the hot water. His hair looked extra delicious while it was so wet and messy and the fact that he had on only a towel wrapped around his lower body made everything else just slip away. He is so fine...

"We need to talk." Liz spoke for Alisa when she realized that her friend was currently mute, although definitely not blind. Oh, brother. Alisa is going to be talking about this all day, she thought as she pushed past Will and into his apartment. He closed the door after Leese regained her composure and walked inside, too.

"Right. Well, let me go get dressed," he said and turned to leave.

"Let me help you with that," Elizabeth said absentmindedly in an almost inaudible voice. Will froze and turned around and Alisa looked shocked. Snapping out of one of her very rare 'spacing out' moments, Liz saved herself. "Joke. Duh," she said, rolling her eyes and plopping down on his leather sofa. He shrugged his shoulders and left the room, leaving the girls alone. Was that disappointment I saw on his face? they both thought to themselves as they waited for his return.

A few minutes later, the trio was seated in Will's living room, both he and Elizabeth waiting for Alisa to speak.

"First of all, I just want to say that I'm sorry for last night and that both of you deserve an explanation." There was silence. Leese cleared her throat. "Anamaria...is part of a gang. Jack's gang. He's the leader and everyone you saw there last night follows him," she said.

"So was that the headquarters?" Liz asked.

"What kind of gang, exactly?" Will questioned.

"No. Not exactly. Well, I don't know everything about them, because I refused to join. I have better things to do. And all I know about them is that they're like...modern day pirates. Kind of. They go around looting rich people's houses and robbing banks and such. 'Steal from the rich, give to the poor' kind of thing—except they end up keeping most of the goods for themselves, unless Jack is feeling generous. Which is practically never."

"Ok, so...what's this treasure thing about? The men said something about finding a treasure," Will pressed on impatiently looking for more answers.

"And what was with your sister last night, defending Jack and urging Will to take part in the challenge. I mean, I know she's part of the Pirates, but she wasn't drunk," Liz said. Alisa sighed.

"I know, I know. She wasn't drunk. But, Will, the men were drunk. There is no treasure in that lagoon. The only treasure there is is the junk that they steal from other people. Now, Maria, on the other hand...I don't know what her problem was. There's so much that she doesn't tell me. So much that she can't tell me...cuz I'm not a Pirate," Alisa concluded as she stared down at her white K-Swiss. There was more silence. Then Will stood up.

"Thanks, Leese," he said affectionately, which got her heart beating. "But I have some stuff to get done so...I think it's time for you ladies to get going for now. I'm sorry, I don't mean to be rude," he quickly added, but they had taken no offense, for they found the situation quite awkward. As they were leaving out the door, Elizabeth hesitated as though she had something to say. Will looked her in the eye, curious to see if some other interesting comment would come out of her mouth again, but she said nothing except for 'goodbye, Will'.

"Goodbye, Elizabeth," he said quietly. She huffed.

"For the second time, it's Liz," she said stubbornly, but he just looked at her, which made her stomp after Alisa after giving him an irritated glare. After closing his door, he made up his mind. I'm going back to that house tonight, and I'm gonna see what this is all about. I just might take him up on his offer.

Will was tired of being thought of as the pretty rich boy, even though he was popular and had a ton of people who didn't think anything of the sort. But I am just a pretty rich boy, he thought to himself. That is what people should think of me. All my life I've done everything except make a real difference. All my life I've proven to people that I'm charming and smart, athletic, fun, kind...but what good is that if I don't have anything to show for it? I don't want to be the grandparent with boring stories to tell his grandchildren...they're not gonna care how many touchdowns I scored or how high up in an advertising company I was, and neither should I! I'm through with this. I'm gonna be a Pirate if it kills me!

When nine o' clock rolled around, Will decided that he could wait no longer. He had convinced himself that his earlier thoughts were just derived from his impatience and extra adrenaline from the events, but he still couldn't just forget everything. Getting into his classy silver convertible, he began the long trip on the highway to pay Jack a visit. When he finally arrived at the house, he saw that there was only one light on, the one in Jack's room. Good, he's awake then, Will thought as he turned off the engine and got out of the car. The next thing he would have done would be to go up to the steps and knock on the door, but something told him to have a little look around the grounds first. Of course, he started with the lagoon. He walked the length of the entire water body, but he knew that it was for nothing. If I ever want to see that ship again, I'll have to go under...but not tonight. As he walked away from the lagoon and around the rest of the property, he noticed something shiny in the bushes. Growing excited at the thought of finding some new piece to the puzzle, he began to run toward the shrubbery at full speed. Pushing the leaves aside, he saw a motorcycle hidden away. Why would Jack hide a motorcycle in the bushes of his own house??

"Get away from my bike, you idiot!" Will spun around at the words to come face to face with Elizabeth Swann.

A/N: Go on and gimme a piece o' yur mind, luv, yeh know ya want to.