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Chapter 18: Pirate Ghosts

"Aaah!" screamed Swann, jumping a foot in the air. He ran from the room, slamming the door behind him, and ran up onto deck.

Will saw the Governor run up the steps. Run? Why was he running? And he was panting as well. Will walked up to him.

"Governor, are you all right?"

The Governor looked at Will with wide eyes.

"I…was…I," he stuttered, gesturing to the stairs.

"What's the matter?" asked Will, trying to remain calm. He hoped no one had been discovered.

"That voice," said the Governor. "A voice…in…the room, it was so…menacing."

"Are you feeling all right?" Will asked him, wondering which of the pirates had been stupid enough to speak.

"What's going on here?" The Commodore had just walked up.

"Nothing, sir," said Will quickly, "I think the Governor is feeling unwell."

"I thought I heard voices," said the Governor to Norrington. "A frightening voice. It spoke to me."

Norrington looked as though he agreed with Will's theory of the Governor feeling unwell.

"Perhaps you should…check," said the Governor. "Check the rooms. It was a voice I tell you, and it wasn't one of your men. It couldn't have been."

"I'm sorry to contradict you, sir," said the Commodore, "but no one is on this ship whom I do not know about."

"Do you think I would lie about something like this?" the Governor said, getting angry now. "Fine. Don't check the rooms, but I'm not going back down there." He turned to walk away from them but stopped. "What if they get Elizabeth? They're down there with her!" With that, he scurried back down below deck. Will and the Commodore glanced at each other, then followed him.

They found him in Elizabeth's room, ordering her to get out.

"I don't feel safe with you down here," he said.

"Why not, father? I'm fine."

"Really, Governor, what is all this nonsense about?" asked the Commodore, walking into the room with Will right behind him.

"I've told you," said the Governor. "Someone's down here who shouldn't be. Elizabeth, I want you up on deck."

"Father, don't be ridiculous," she replied defiantly.

"I tell you, I heard whispering, and then someone spoke to me," said the Governor to the room at large. "I am not mad! I know what I heard! Go and see for yourself if you don't believe me."

"I will. Which room is it?" asked the Commodore.

They walked into the hall and the Governor pointed it out.

"There," he said. "If no one's in there, I'll eat my hat."

The Commodore started for the room.Will attempted to step in front of him.

"Commodore," he said, "do you really think this is necessary?"

Norrington stepped around Will and kept going.

"He won't keep quiet until I prove there's no one there," he said.

Will didn't know what else to say to stop him, so he kept quiet and followed him into the room. The Governor and Elizabeth followed as well.

The Commodore surveyed the surroundings.

"So where are your ghosts, Governor?" he asked sarcastically.

"Not ghosts," said the Governor, but then he seemed to rethink this. "But what if…it is? What if Jack Sparrow's ghost..."He trailed off, looking worried.

"I doubt it," said the Commodore, obviously thinking the theory was absurd. "If Sparrow's ghost came back, it'd probably haunt me, rather than you."

"Well there's someone in here," said Swann. "I know there is."

Norrington walked up to the small closet in the room. Will's stomach clenched and Elizabeth bit her lip, but what could they do? The Commodore flung it open.

There stood Jack and Gibbs, stuffed in the closet together.

"Afternoon, Gov'ner," said Gibbs, smiling and waving as best he could while squished against Jack. Jack grinned as well.

"YOU!" bellowed the Governor.

"Me," said Jack.

"Well, us," corrected Gibbs.

"Get out of there!" ordered Norrington angrily.

Jack and Gibbs scrambled out.

"Well if it isn't Jack Sparrow's ghost," said the Commodore.

"Captain Jack Sparrow's ghost," Jack corrected.

"How dare you try to frighten me!" said Governor Swann.

"Couldn't resist, mate," said Jack, smiling. He looked at the Commodore and his smile faded. He had thought that everyone would only think the Governor was hearing things, but now he was regretting trying to frighten him. The Commodore looked furious. He looked as though steam might start billowing out of his ears.

"Parlini?" said Jack hesitantly.

"You mean Parley?" Gibbs asked.

"That's it, Parley," said Jack, grinning at the Commodore. The Commodore continued to glare at him. Jack's grin weakened.

"That only works with pirates, Jack," said Gibbs.

"Not 'elping, Gibbs," Jack snapped back.

"Are there any more pirates in here I should know about?" asked the Commodore.

"No," said Jack quickly, shaking his head.

Norrington raised an eyebrow, then walked over to the bed and threw it onto its side.

"Afternoon, Gov'na," said Ana Maria, smiling and waving from her place on the floor.

"On your feet," Norrington ordered. Ana Maria was quick to obey.

Jack noticed Will's and Elizabeth's faces; he could tell they were about to defend him. He caught Will's eye and fleetingly gave him a deadly serious look, and shook his head very, very slightly. Will was puzzled.

"Commodore, please-" Elizabeth started. Will suddenly understood Jack's look, and cut her off.

"I can't believe you're alive, you traitor!" He shouted at Jack. Jack just looked back at him. Elizabeth turned to Will, nonplussed. Will widened his eyes and raised his eyebrows. Elizabeth understood as well. If they revealed that they had helped the pirates stow away, they'd be in huge trouble. She quickly turned to glare at Jack.

"What are you doing here!" she demanded angrily.

"This had better be all the pirates on my ship," Norrington said. He pulled out his pistol. "Now I've got to send someone back to get my men on that island." He closed his eyes for a moment, livid. "Come with me, all three of you."

Uh-oh! Darn that troublemaker Jack.