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Disclaimer: The Warrens are mine...Meg is mine...Louise and Gracie and Elijah are mine...Everything PotC goes to Disney...

Meg woke in the middle of her second night at the Warren's house. She was covered in sweat but she had no memory about what she might've been dreaming about. She wiped her face with her sleeve and realized that she had been crying also. She had to get back to the sea. Nothing could stop her from it…except maybe a very long walk to the shore.

"One more night," she whispered. "Just one more…" and she drifted back to sleep.

When Meg woke the next morning she got out of the bed and pulled on her boots. As she walked down the stairs, she had a hard time with her balance. She smiled realized that she must look very much Jack.

…Jack…

She missed him but she had to move on. Meg remembered how she had gotten into this time period. How would she get out again?

"Are you alright?" a voice said. Meg blinked and looked ahead. Kearney was standing alone in the kitchen. She shivered and nodded.

"Aye, I'm fine…"

He held out the apple he was holding. Meg looked at it and shook her head. Kearney shrugged and took a bite out of it. Noticing the awkward silence, Meg looked at the door and made her way towards it.

"Where are you going?" Kearney asked. Meg stopped and closed her eyes. Should she tell him? No. Meg shook her head.

"For a walk," She replied and opened the door. She tried to steady her walk as she swaggered down into the street. Meg looked around. From her surroundings she could tell that she probably was in a poorer part of town. She shivered again. Was it really winter? She had spent so much time in the Caribbean where it was warm almost all the time that her seasons were confused inside her head. She looked up at the sky. Snow? Meg heard the door open and shut again. She turned around. Kearney walked down the steps with a rather warm looking coat on and another in the crook of his arm.

"Here," he said as he approached Meg. "You'll need this. It's my old one…it should fit." Meg took the coat and murmured a thank you. The coat looked almost like Jack's except without the flashy brass buttons. Meg smiled at the thought of Jack but she hid it from Kearney. She pulled on the coat. It was a little bit big, but warm.

"Thank you," she said again.

"Here, you can use these too…" Kearney said handing her some finger-less gloves "er…sorry about the fingers…"

Meg shook her head and pulled the gloves on.

"Um…" Meg noticed the awkward silence again. She turned and looked down the street.

"Where were you going to walk to?"

Meg turned back to Kearney.

"Hmm? Oh…I dunno…I just wanted to get out…"

Kearney nodded and they began walking. Meg glanced at him once or twice. She sighed.

"So…you didn't really tell us where you're from…" Kearney began, trying to make conversation. Meg looked up at the sky trying to think of an answer. In her normal time, she lived in the United States but she started this story in the Caribbean.

"Ireland…" she lied.

Kearney looked at her.

"Ireland? Really?"

Meg nodded.

"Aye, but my family went to the Caribbean after I was born and that's where I've lived…and why I was captured…they have a lot of pirates down there, you know…"

"I know…"

Meg felt really stupid at that moment and on top of that, her mind kept drifting back to Jack.

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Jack leaned against the helm humming a bit of 'Black Friday Rule'. He cursed himself. Meg had taught him that song. He needed to stop thinking about her. But he couldn't. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop thinking about how he had betrayed Meg and hurt her.

'Elijah'll find 'er…' he thought.

"Jack?" Will approached him. Elizabeth was standing behind Will. Jack didn't move. He only moved his eyes to look at Will.

"What?" he asked through clenched teeth.

"Are you alright?" Will winced as Jack stood up straight.

"What does everyone ask me that!"

"Because we care about you," Elizabeth stepped forward. "We want to make sure you're alright and nothing's wrong."

Jack sighed and leaned back on the helm.

"You know what's wrong…" he murmured. Will and Elizabeth exchanged sorry looks.

"It there anything we can do, Jack?" Elizabeth asked. Jack closed his eyes and shook his head.

"No…unless Louise could magically disappear and Meg was in her place…" he waived his hand about as he said 'magically'. Then his eyes got wide. "Did I just say that allowed?"

Will nodded and tried to suppress a grin. Gracie climbed up the stairs and looked up at Jack.

"Daddy…I miss Aunt Meggie…" she said with a sob.

"I know, love," Jack said placing his hand on her head and giving her a smile.

"I think a lot of us do…" Elizabeth sighed. Will nodded. Jack looked at them both and back and Gracie who was currently hugging his leg. A daft look crept into his eyes.

"Gracie, go run along…I have something to discuss with Will and Elizabeth,"

Gracie nodded and went away. Jack leaned in close to them.

"What if we could get Louise off of the ship…then I could go back to England and search for Meg…"

"Jack, you're talking about England…do you have any idea how big it is?" Will asked.

"She could be anywhere!" Elizabeth added.

Jack thought for a moment.

"Elijah's got people in a lot of places…he could just tell them about her and then we'd be able to find her."

"Are you going to turn back?" Will said. Jack nodded and turned the helm.

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