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Chapter 6: Uninvited Guests

"Jack!" Elizabeth screamed, racing across the dirt floor and throwing herself into the pirate's arms. Jack tensed, patting her on the back as she dissolved, sobbing onto his shoulder. Will smiled over her shoulder at Jack who couldn't have looked more uncomfortable if he'd sidled into the gates of hell. When Elizabeth pulled away, wiping a shaking hand over her cheeks to rid the tears, her smile broadened. "We thought you were dead!"

"So…" Jack started, eyeing her up and down. "Are you my wife or my daughter or something?" Elizabeth's smile faded slightly but she laughed all the same.

"Jack! It's me, Elizabeth!" She coaxed. Jack stared at her in confusion so she turned to Will. When Will had gone to get her, he had only told her to come to the Blacksmith's shop. He hadn't said why, he hadn't mentioned Jack's illness at all. Jack had been told Will was going to get someone from his past. It had all been in a hope that Jack would eventually remember something. "What's going on?"

"He's lost his memory." Rebeeca said, making Elizabeth jump. The other woman had been sitting on a stool in a dark corner, watching the scene in front of her.

"Who are you?" Elizabeth asked roughly. Rebecca hopped off her stool and walked over to Jack, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"I found him, on the beach a few days ago." She said simply. "I cleaned him up, gave him a hair cut and shave…" Elizabeth raised and eyebrow and Will could tell she didn't like this woman at all. "My brother told the navy about him, they'll be searching."

"Do they know he's Jack Sparrow?" Will asked, crossing his arms over his chest. Rebecca shook her head.

"I don't think so, Jack's a common named and I doubt my brother picked up on it. Why?"

"Because, if the Commodore knew he was Jack Sparrow, he wouldn't be safe around us. Come on," He approached Jack slowly as though he were a strange kid on the street, and began leading him to the back door of the shop. "We're getting you both to my house."

"Will, it's not safe!" Elizabeth protested, running after him. Will, who's head was hanging out the door, looking left and right, brought it in sharply and glared at her. "We should keep him here, in the shop, upstairs."

"Elizabeth, they could very well look here." Will shot back. "If he's in a residential house then…"

"No, because they know sometimes you work late, and you sleep upstairs on hot nights." Will sighed and pulled Jack roughly back into the shop, slamming him into the bucket of water and sending it cascading onto the amber coals from his day's work. A hiss rose in the air and sent steam in billowing clouds to the roof.

"Sorry, Jack." Will muttered. Jack shook his head in a sign of forgivness and pulled away, walking around the shop which was lit by the pale light of the lantern he held.

Swords, a turning wheel where a donkey would stand and pull it….rafters underneath a second floor…This was the shop he remembered when he was fighting Charlie and pulled a gun on him.

Picking up some brown dust lying on the table, Jack rushed over to Will and threw it in his face. Spluttering and wiping at it, Will's head shot up angrily. "What are you doing!" He hissed, spitting it out of his mouth.

"I remember you." Jack said calmly, slightly amused to see the young blacksmith spitting out the dust. A word came to his mind…whelp. Will stopped spluttering and stared at him through squinty eyes. "We were fighting and I grabbed a bag and poured brown stuff on you."

Will's angry look broke into a wide grin. He nodded encouragingly. "What else?" He asked. Jack shook his head and shrugged.

"You're a whelp." He said, "That comes to mind…and a eunuch." Rebecca eyed Will with a new light in her eyes. Elizabeth looked amused. Will, on the other hand, laughed.

"You remember!" He said. Jack raised an eyebrow. So it was true? The kid was a eunuch. Will, sensing what Jack was thinking, shook his head. "I'm not a eunuch, Jack. But you thought so when you first met me. That's what you're remembering." He began pacing, back and forth across the dirty room. "If you could just remember…"

Suddenly there was a knock on the door and Governor Swann, followed by three of his assistants, entered the room. Jack dove out of sight, into the dark shadows, and crawled behind a barrel in the far corner of the room.

Governor Swann sat puzzled, watching the three people across the room, all of whom looked suspicious. Finally, he turned his eyes on his daughter. "Elizabeth!" He exclaimed, "This is most improper, out this late with your fiancée in the dark…in his shop without telling me you were leaving!" The governor made his way carefully down the ramp, his advisors close behind, lighting his way. "And William, I always thought more highly of you then this."

"I'm sorry, Governor Swann, it was urgent." Will said. Governer Swann held up a hand to silence him.

"I trust you, William." He said. Suddenly, his eyes roved over the room and stopped for a brief second on Jack's hiding place. "However, I thought I saw someone else here."

Elizabeth and Will started at the same time, "Saw, there was no one I assure you." "Well, I don't know who that could be." The jumble of their voices died away suspiciously. Howevere, the Goverener, never being one swift on the uptake, smiled and took his daughter's upper arm gently.

"In a few weeks, she will be yours." He said to Will over his shoulder. Elizabeth seemed to bristle at being passed off so unceremoniously but kept her mouth shut. They were just about to the door when it slammed open, bouncing off the wall and scaring Elizabeth half to death.

Just within the threshold stood James Norrington, accompanied by four gaurds holding lanterns. "James!" Elizabeth cried as the men stormed into the room and began to search every nook and cranny. "What is the meaning of this!"

"I'm sorry Miss Swann," Norrington said. Will could tell he was surprised she was here, but was trying to keep his composure. "We're looking for a pirate whose been roaming about."

"A pirate, good gracious." Governer Swann said, his hand flying to his neck as though he'd been choaked.

"Commodore Norrington!" Will exclaimed angrily, moving across the room. "I assure you, there is no pirate here."

"You seem to love that kind of riff raff, Mr. Turner." Norrington said, coming down the ramp. His eyes lighted on Rebecca. "And seeing as she's here, I assume the pirate is hiding somewhere around here."

"You're not going to arrest me, are you?" Rebecca cried, running behind Will. Norrington shook his head.

"No, you're brother told us you were held captive and it was all against your will." Norrington said, holding his lantern high. Will felt cold sweat prickling on his forehead as Norrington drew closer to the barrels in the far corner.

"I was not held against…" Rebecca started angrily. Will turned and clasped a hand over her mouth, halting her angry tirade.

"Keep your mouth quiet." He hissed. Turning, he saw Norrington was ignoring them.

"It's interesting." Norrington said in a board voice. "His name is Jack…and he comes here." Will stared back at the Commodore stoically. "Only, he looks different…no facial hair or silly beads."

"Your fishing." Will said. Norrington smiled up at him.

"Am I?" He asked. He moved around the barrels and his eyes stopped, staring down at something…or someone behind them. Will's heart stopped.

To My Reviewers:

alexwacrap: Oh, no by all means write it! Go ahead, I'd love to hear ur version, don't not because of me. Anyway, what is this less popular one? I would really like to know.

Oocssuck: adult Easter eggs? I guess u could say that. LOL. It'll take a lot for his memory to come back, but don't worry, he's still more or less Jack. Yeah, I wish Zoe was back in the next movies but maybe this new girl will be better, we never know. I always make myself mad with what I write, it's an awful habit.

morph: You could be wrong, you may be right. Either way, things are gonna go somewhere for poor Jack, our hero with a bad memory.

Elessar-Lover: You are getting somewhere with ur theory, have no fear. LOL, Jack is the misunderstood hero, though Will would make a hot governor. LOL, Will reminds me of myself though for some reason. Only…I'm more feminine, obviously.

And to anyone I may have missed or isn't reviewing, thank you!