Jack awoke in the middle of the night shivering. It was pitch black on the island. Jack inwardly cursed how could he have forgotten to build a fire to make sure him and the lad were warm, "Fine job, Jack. Have the whelp freeze to death." Jack mumured to himself.

He immediatily went to work on getting a fire started minding where Will was resting. Jack thought idly to himself, can he sleep through the cold?

With the blaze high as well as warm Jack looked at the flames reflecting gold and orange of his friend's face. He looked pale. Jack kneeled quickly down to his level and felt his forehead. He was too pale. His forehead also felt as if it was on fire. "Shit..." Jack cursed.

"Will, get up ye dog." Jack shook Will gently needing him to wake up.

"What? Who?" Will mumbled in a daze and groggily, "To cold... go back to sleep..."

"No mate. Ye need to stay up." Jack helped Will to his feet, "I forgot the fire. I forgot how cold it can get."

"Jack?"

"Aye it's me."

"I'm cold, Jack. Really cold." Will's voice was hardly above a whisper.

Jack felt the familar pang of guilt in his chest. Could he do nothing right? Will was a man but hardly. He had a wife waiting for him. He had his entire life waiting for him. All Jack had was the Pearl. The Pearl and Will. Jack helped Will to lay beside the fire. Taking off his jacket. Jack drapped it over Will hoping to give him some more warmth.

"There ye go, Will. Your gonna be alright."

Will shivered. The act did not go un noticed by Jack. Jack added more wood to the fire, and ripped part of his shirt off and went to the edge of the beach. Dipping it in the salt water. He came back to Will who was still shivering but now sleeping. A little color had returned to his face. Jack lied the cloth upon Will's head and sat down watching Will's ragged breaths.

"My fault." Jack whispered.

If only I hadn't been so selfish, "Jack thought. Closing his eyes Jack sighed deeply. Could Will really die? How much pain is he in? These questions could not be answered. Guilt thought could multiply. What if someone found them? Jack's hope was increasing with need to save his friend. The only person Jack had in this world. Who didn't look at him as though he was dirt. As though he was only a pirate.

"A good man, Will." Jack mumbled, "What do you think of this good man now?"

Elizabeth already hate Jack for taking her husband away from her for an adventure. Not only that, Jack thought, She always had this suspicous look pointed straight at him when he came to visit. As if he was going to rob her of everything in only a matter of moments. But Will, Jack shook his head, Will trusted him. Trusted a pirate.

"To trust a pirate is to comitt suicide mate." Jack said almost patronizing.

Jack was suprised to hear a chuckle, "To trust a pirate who you owe your life to is common sense, Jack."

"Eh? Boy you should be sleeping."

Jack saw Will smile from the light of the flames, "How can I sleep when you keep talking to me?"

Jack rolled his eyes, "Ye can choose to not listen."

Will tried to sit up struggling and failing miserable, "I really don't have a choice."

Jack laughed, "You can't be that ill if your make jokes."

"Yes I can," Will stomach growled, "I can be ill and hungry. Thirsty too."

"Oy there be no pleasin you, Will." Jack turned away, "We got no food. But ye can have sum of me rum."

"It's fine, Jack. I'll just hold out until you come up with a genious way to escape."

"Will," Jack turned and looked Will directly, "I don't think there will be an escape this time."

Will laughed, "Don't be silly of course we'll escape. You're Captain Jack Sparrow. You can do anything."

Jack felt sickly, "Elizabeth said that exact same thing."

"And you did get off didn't you."

"Yes, but only after she burned me rum." Jack stared accusingly at Will, "And now ye are sayin yer thrist. You and yer woman are far to alike for my taste."

Will smiled, and closed his eyes, "What's the first thing you're going to do when you get off this island?"

Jack looked at Will questioningly, and layed down on the ground beside him, "I am going to get good and drunk before I take you home. An' go after me Pearl. What bout you mate?"

"I think I'll go tell Elizabeth I'm safe. Then go help you get your Pearl back."

"Now, Will, don't do something stupid. Elizabeth's waitin for you."

Will sighed, "I know Jack, but sometimes I just wish to be on the sea. To be free." Will turned his head slightly to look at the pirate. "Don't you ever want to be free?"

Jack closed his eyes, to be free of this island. To be free of his guilt. To be free...

"Yes," Jack whispered, "I want to be free too."

AN: DON'T OWN PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN! BUT WANT TO OWN CAPTAIN JACK!

SORRY FOR ALL MY SPELLING AND GRAMMER MISTAKES... also to warn you this will probably be a short story... 3 to 5 chapters long...

THANKS TO:

Titus: It is hard to find a Jack/Will fic that doesn't contain slash... where they're just friends... odd huh? Thank you for the review... and of course there will be Jack angst...will definitly be...Dead... Man Tell no Tales... right...

Crazyperson: OMG I WOULD LOVE TO KNOW HOW MANY DAYS EXACTLY TIL THE POTC 2 COMES OF... I WOULD LUV YOU FOR LIFE.. thanks for the review...

sparrowed: thanks... I meself think she is a demon woman... I like Ana Maria just fine... I'm sorry I needed someone to marron them... she herself thought didn't do it... the crew helped her... o Gibbs is dead... THANKS FOR REVIEWING!

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