Elizabeth woke up and knew that Jack was also awake behind her. She hadn't opened her eyes yet, and she felt how tense Jack was, his hand tight around her stomach. She was immediately worried about him, despite how tired she was.
"Jack?" She asked, her voice sleepily strained.
"Ssshh!" He hissed. She was shocked, and turned around to face him, finally opening her eyes and being met with his.
"What do you mean, ssshh?" She whispered angrily.
"You didn't see him?" Jack said quickly.
"Who?"
"Gibbs. He's sleeping on the chair by the door." Elizabeth looked over her shoulder slightly, and just as Jack said, there Gibbs was, his head thrown back and his mouth wide open, a line of drool coming from the corner.
"What is he doing here?" Elizabeth whispered, turning back to Jack.
"Probably waiting for orders and whatnot," Jack said, eyeing him over her shoulder.
"Wouldn't he normally... wait?"
"He's probably getting tired of just drifting out here... technically, we have no idea where we're going," Jack said, smiling sheepishly.
"Oh, Jack... this isn't good."
"Nope, not good at all. I don't actually want to wake him up, though, because I have nothing to tell him."
"He's going to be pretty angry."
"Right. Which is why we're just going to go back to sleep," He said, pulling her back down on the bed, "And maybe he'll go away."
"We need to find out where to go, Jack," Elizabeth said, looking at him.
"Yes, but at the moment, there's no way we can do that. So we're just going to have to wait, and Gibbs is going to have to stop being so bloody pushy."
"Well if there's nothing we can do..."
"There is nothing we can do!" Jack accidentally yelled, the thought of Gibbs being in his room annoying him more and more by the second. And at that, Gibbs woke up, shaking his head around, confused. He jumped to his feet.
"Orders, Captain!"
"Oh bugger..." Jack said, burying his head in Elizabeth's shoulder.
Both were forced to get up and explain the situation to Gibbs, who was not happy to hear that they were floating around in the ocean waiting for Davvy Jones to come up along side them. Jack told him to keep the crew busy, and act like he knew what he was doing. Jack and Elizabeth stood together on the starboard side of the ship, their hands on the railing.
"I wish the compass worked for us... I mean, we already have each other, so how can we want each other most?"
"I can answer that question..."
"Oh, Jack," She said, hitting him on the chest.
"We need to find someone who truly wants to find Will the most," She said, wishing that the compass would work for her. She thought it would probably make Jack jealous if it did, but she wanted it to, none the less. A voice startled both of them.
"I need to help my son," Bootstrap Bill said, dripping wet from pulling himself out of the water and onto the Pearl. Jack cocked his head, wondering how they had not noticed him climbing aboard.
"So you haven't been recaptured, after all," Jack said, smiling at him.
"I was, but I wasn't on Jones's ship. It was one of the English fleet that had been commandeered. Jones has been getting more people and expanding his crew, he's got ships full now. I heard about what happened to Will and then I escaped to find him or you, and you were the first one I found. Now, hand me that compass."