Hey everyone! I'm sorry this chapter is so short and hastily written. I just wanted you all to know I'm still alive. I have major writer's block at the moment and your all asking me what happened to the crew. This isn't even half of their problems to come but I just wanted to get this out. The next chapter I plan to make more exciting. I hope you like this, don't worry, it'll get better.

Chapter 4: Island news and Tears

Anamaria opened her eyes and rolled over, staring up at the swaying palms above her. The blue sky was just visible through dark clouds and threatened rain. She really didn't want it to rain again. That was all it had been doing for the past few days.

Letting her head fall to the side, she gazed into the eyes of Gibbs. He was sleeping peacefully beside her, a smile under his beard. What could he be possibly smiling about? They were lost, in the middle of the Caribbean with no ship, no captain and a dwindling supply of food. This was the worst situation ever.

Reaching out a hand, she poked him hard in the gut. Gibbs woke with a grunt and a snort, bolting into a sitting position and crying, "No, baby, don't go!" Around the clearing, men chuckled and shook their heads, watching him. Gibbs sniffed, rubbed a hand over his face and turned to glare at Anamaria who was laughing. "I have nothing to say to ye." He growled.

Anamaria slowly sat up and stretched her long arms. Really, she could care less if he did or not. "Has anyone gone out for food this morning?" She asked. The men shook their heads and stayed in their groups, looking around like stunned birds who hit a window. Sighing, Anamaria got to her feet and left the clearing, pushing through deep foliage towards the beach.

In truth, she didn't feel like finding food either. She was looking for Jack, and she wouldn't stop until she found him. It had been days since the storm had toppled the Pearl and they had swum to the island. Jack couldn't have got far and she was sure he wasn't dead…he couldn't be dead…

She climbed a rocky ridge and started trudging up a hill on the other side. At the top, she turned past a rocky out cropping and past a waterfall. The air was hotter the higher she got and soon she was thoroughly exhausted. The trees thinned and she stepped out onto a large hill overlooking crystal waters and white capped waves. White sandy beaches stretched beyond her, mixing with land and water. There was nothing…nothing for miles.

Anamaria ran a shaking hand over her forehead and wiped away the sweat that prickled her forehead. She was at the end of the world…

Will made his slow progress up the beach. There was no one around him, it was almost deserted out here. Beside a large hill of rocks he found Elizabeth, sitting in the sand and staring out at the sea through unseeing eyes. Tears streamed down her face and landed in her lap. At Will's approach, she looked up and took in a shuddering breath.

"Do you think he's alright?" She asked, her bottom lip shuddering. Will nodded and sat down beside her, wrapping a strong arm around her shoulder.

"Jack's…Jack." Will said, staring at the sea to. White waves crashed against the shore and gulls called over head. It was a beautiful morning, to bad it was so overcast with doom and gloom. "He'll be fine. I know it." He pulled her closer to him. "Come on; let's go back to the forage." Elizabeth sighed and allowed Will to pull her to her feet. As they walked away up the beach, Rebecca led a weary Jack behind her. She watched the young lovers as they made their way up the beach.

"As soon as the sun's down I'll take you into the town." She whispered. Jack nodded and they took their seats in a clump of trees by the beach. "Now, tell me everything you can remember about yourself."

To My Reviewers (apologies about this crappy chapter)

Oocssuck: I love Jack/Ana pairings. This will hopefully be one, if I can get myself together and write this story. I'm sucking right now. I hate writers block but I wanted to give you guys something. LOL, he'll remember Ana…who could forget Ana?

Holliday1081: Maybe I'll bring Norry in. He's very important and I feel for the guy. He's so cute and innocent with his little get Jack quest. No, Charlie may not be the best thing to help Jack get his memory back…we shall see. LOL I liked the nun comment. It was really pro.

VeganHippie: His hair isn't that short, don't worry. It's about as long as Will's only it'll be more dirty. Pirate, after all. Yeah, I juggled with a different name but then I remembered the tattoo and it didn't make sense. Oh yeah, he's got his looks. drool

morph: Yes, he can grow back his beard…and he will. He likes his beard. Thanks, sorry about this crappy chapter.

Johnny'shumiliatedgrape: Oh yeah, I swoon over Will but more then a little now and again. I have a grandpa named Jack so I like the name Jack. I have a dad named James and a grandma named Elizabeth (who was married to Jack) so it's kinda weird. Anyway, and don't worry the dreads and the beard can grow back. It's just Jackie's little fall from grace…for now. I like your name. LOL. Sure Jack can own you. Man, that might be kinda messed though if he did. Can u imagine what he might do? LOL and sorry for this crappy chappie. The next one will be better, I hope! I just need to get over the block in my brain.

AND TO ANYONE I MAY HAVE MISSED OR IS READING AND NOT REVIEWING, THANK YOU.