Dead Men Tell No Tales

Disclaimer: Captain Jack Sparrow and William Turner are under siege by Disney. If me sword were long enough and I had me pistol loaded, I would try to capture them for myself. Alas, I have no bullets.

Jack Gets It

With Ana Maria dead and Norrington stowed away below deck I was feeling at ease. I knew now, my goal was to get me ship back, keep Jem away from Barbossa and, hopefully, never give Barbossa the map. Everything seemed to be going smoothly but I had been experiencing terrible headaches and blurred vision ever since the blow on the head Ana Maria gave me.

Jem insisted I should rest and she even got Barbossa's special friend Sadie to make up an herb mixture for me. Supposedly she was a healer on the island and Jem spoke of her very highly. I did not like the concoctions or Sadie. I remembered the conversation she had with Jem and in my opinion she was rooting for Barbossa and I was just the means of getting Jem, his daughter, back to him.

The weather was terrible and the water and wind were being so inhospitable, I started taking longer turns on my watch which annoyed Jem even more.

"Jack Sparrow, you would think you are the only one who can sail this ship. You have a wonderful crew. All you have to do is give the orders and let them carry them out." As she spoke to me she held her stomach and immediately went and wretched off the deck. "This damnable seasickness and these rough waters will be the death of me." Jem wiped her mouth and then came back to my side. "Jack, give me the helm, you go rest."

I gently pushed Jem away. "Luv, you are in no condition to take the helm. It appears you are still not seaworthy." I gave her a slight smile and tried to hide the fact that my head was pounding. "I know the ability of my crew and when the weather clears I will use them. As for now my pet, I wish to get my Pearl back and to be rid of your father." I gave her a slight smirk. "Sorry Luv, that is just how I feel about it. Hope you don't take offence. Why don't you go rest and come relieve me when it is your watch? I will not ask Gibbs, he has a tendency to imbibe too much. Will fears he does not have the proper skills, Charlie is still a novice and he has been distracted by our Miss Samantha, whom I must say is playing hard to get, while Kat is just steaming over the whole situation."

I looked at Jem's wide smile and she began to laugh. "Jem, the child is only ten. I fail to see the humor."

Jem attempted once again, to take the helm. "She is almost eleven," Jem mumbled and then spoke louder. "Like father like daughter," Jem snickered. "I am sure Elizabeth will set her straight." Jem pulled my fingers free from the wheel and took possession of it but then instantly let it go as she once again headed for the rail.

"Jem, you are not feeling well. If anything, I'd say you are feeling worse and don't try to hide it from me. By the way Luv, talking of hiding things, you can return me marlin bone anytime. If it were bothering you all you had to do was say something. I know you don't like all the things I have dangling in me hair."

Jem gave me an evil look. "Like I could really hide anything from you Captain Sparrow? As far as your marlin trophy and your hair, I adore everything about you and I haven't touched a thing."

I looked at her suspiciously. "Why not have your father's faithful servant mix you up a brew? I'm sure you will find it a tasty treat." I placed my hand to my mouth and pretended to barf. I could tell Jem was not amused. I was worried about her but I tried not to show too much concern for I knew it would make her more determined to stay with me. She rolled her eyes and eventually did leave my side. I could only assume she went below.

At first the arrangement seemed satisfactory. I was simply taking Ana Maria's watch and staying with Will and Jem while they took their watch, even though they insisted I leave. As it was, however, I spent a great deal of my off duty time on deck, lending advice and assistance to the crew.

As we sailed south we picked up heavy storms and the temperature was getting colder. Storms of wind and rain mixed with snow and sleet battered the ship almost constantly. The ship was now laboring under strained sails and the rigging was covered with ice. I had to give frequent calls for all hands on deck and no one on board was getting enough sleep.

I stood at the helm and I gazed out over the sea. The swells were long, and with a half a minute or more between crests, the up-and down oscillations provided a hypnotic effect. I was caught up in the motion and for a moment I did not notice Will's presence.

"Oh, Will," I said, as I came out of my reverie. "I did not see you come up."

Will walked closer to me. "The motion of the swells can have that effect."

"Swells? Oh, yes, the swells. I hadn't noticed. Have you seen my red bandana? I have misplaced it." I glanced at him as I pushed my hair under my hat.

Will gave me an odd look. "No, perhaps you should be asking Jem that question. I see we are still heading south and the winds are quite rough and cold. The crew is saying this ship is plagued. Once a captain kills a mate on a ship, she is cursed forever and should be burnt."

I looked at Will and shook my head. "Shall I burn her now or wait until we reach shore?"

"Jack please, you must listen to the crew and stop pushing yourself. We are all concerned about your health."

"Don't be William, you must not forget, I am Captain Jack Sparrow."

Will frowned at me, "Aye, and even Jack Sparrow, excuse me, Captain Sparrow can be taken ill."

I pulled my hat down in order to keep the light from shining in my eyes which was indeed giving me a headache. "And what do you think Will? Are we a cursed ship? Perhaps you think the Gods are saying they do not want us to have an easy time in life? Maybe it is just coincidence. I don't know," I said, as I gave him a wide grin and threw my arms up into the air. "It could be due to the mountains."

"The mountains?" Will raised his eyes at me.

I pulled a map out of my pocket and handed it to Will. "Aye, check our bearings Lad; we are getting close to Barbossa. Study the map; you will see we are close to that landform." I reached into my pocket for my spyglass but it was not there. "Will if you would be so kind as to return things after you take them it would make our journey a whole lot easier. If you pull out the eyepiece you will see the island I speak of."

I pointed to an island on the map as Will proceeded to open it up. "Captain I do not and I have not borrowed you spyglass for at least three days." Will looked at the map and then at me.

I shook my head. "Well then I must speak to Jem. Anyway, there is a long range of mountains that form the spine of the island. They extend all the way to the tip, right down into the ocean. You can tell the crew the winds of the ocean blow in a wide band, all the way around the world, with hardly any obstructions to block them, until they get here. The wind strikes the mountains and most of the wind, I suppose, is forced up and over. Some, though, is funneled down to the south and around the end. With the added wind we also get rough waves." I held on to the helm tightly and narrowed my eyes at Will. "This ship is not cursed, please inform the men of that."

As I spoke the water rose and spilled about the surface of the ship and the wind was whipping all about us. "You see Will, Barbossa has picked this spot for us to come together. The wind and currents have traveled unimpeded around the globe to also come together. It is time for the North to meet the South or in my case for the Sparrow to meet the Barbossa."

Will looked at me skeptically. "Like a funnel, you say."

I nodded. "And here we go, right through the middle of it."

Will tried to remain lighthearted. "Sounds like a lovely cruise." Will looked out at the dark cold water. "I have no doubt, Captain Sparrow, that you will steer us through. You however, have been at the helm for over eight hours. Let me relieve you."

I looked at the rough seas and the sky. "No Will, I can last a little longer. You go get some rest; I am sure the fair Mrs. Turner would appreciate your company."

"No Jack, you need your rest. It is not like you to daydream and I have to say you have been. I have noticed lapses in your attention and you seem to be misplacing things. Your lapses are brief but uncharacteristic, even for you. Like right now, the rigging is loose and can you not hear the soft pop of the luffing sail? The wind is being wasted and you have not noticed."

I looked up at the source of the sound. "You men there! Ready to brace the mizzen topgallant. Tend the tacks and the sheets."

The crew moved quickly. Once the topgallant was belayed into its new position I looked at Will. "Now Whelp, are you satisfied with the new arrangement?"

Will looked at the men and then at me. "Well, you have proven you can still give orders."

I glanced to my crewmembers. "That's good men."

After securing the excess line the crew went back to other duties. Will did not budge; he stood beside me and tried to take the wheel from my hands. I would not give it up and he did not fight hard for it.

Jem now approached us on the deck. "Jack Sparrow, pride goeth before a fall." She quoted from the Book of Proverbs. "Let William take this shift, you most get some sleep." She did not share my enthusiasm for chasing her father down and capturing my ship. I knew she knew that once we found her father and The Black Pearl there was going to be a blood bath and if I had my way I would be the winner.

"Jack, you have not been to bed for over twelve hours." Jem looked at Will with concern, and nodded her head at him to take the helm. "Will, has Jack told you of his headaches and a stiff neck? If not I am surprised, they become more frequent with lack of sleep."

"Now Jem, stop coddling me. I am not the type to complain, unless I am seeking certain attention from a certain woman. Savvy?" I gave her a sly smile.

"Yes, Jack I know but ever since you were hit on the head by Ana Maria you have not been right. You have had terrible headaches and your vision has been blurred. Evidently the tea Sadie has made for you is not working. I am concerned about your health."

"Don't be! Will you all please just leave me alone?" My voice was unduly sharp and Jem told me so.

"I said not to worry Jem. Perhaps you should go to the galley with Will and let me do my work, but first give my spyglass back." Jem gave me a look of confusion and it just annoyed me. "By the way Luv, Sadie's tea is disgusting and I only take it with a bottle of rum. You can tell her to mix it next time or don't bother giving me any." I curled my lip at the thought of it. It really was vile tasting stuff and I wasn't feeling any better.

Will saw the hurt in Jem's eyes and walked over to her. "Jem, what is normal for Captain Jack Sparrow? Are you sure the rum isn't kicking in?" He put his hand around her shoulders. "You are the one I am concerned about. It has come to Elizabeth's and my attention that you are afflicted by recurring seasickness and it usually does not last long. Elizabeth has commented that you are well at night but early in the day, soon after rising you are ill and some days you don't rise at all until well after breakfast, which you have told Elizabeth you couldn't eat anyway."

I looked over at Jem. "And why am I just finding out about this now?" I wanted to go to her and apologize for my snappish mood but I had to keep a hold of the helm and I wasn't going to let go.

"Jack I am fine." Jem waved her hand in my direction. "Seasickness can strike anyone at anytime. I don't want you, or you Will, to worry about me. Jack, you have been so busy on deck my seasickness is just a minor nuisance. I always feel well when I am on the deck standing next to you. It's surprising how small the cabin seems when I sit in it alone, but how adequate it becomes when you are there to help fill the space. So why not come help and fill it now?"

I glanced at her. "Nice try Luv, but I am still on duty."

"Well Jem," Will continued as he pulled Jem's long wet hair out of her face. "I should hope you are avoiding alcohol, that will definitely make you seasick." Will was now fondling her hair. "Our friend Jack would know nothing about that now, would he?" Will looked over at me and I could see the worry in his deep brown eyes. "You know, when I was just a Lad, my mother use to tell me ginger was a very good preventative and treatment for seasickness. Is there any on board Jack?"

I scowled at Will. "What will the bloody English think of next? There are three ways to get rid of the illness of the sea and the use of ginger is not one of them. One, you just ride it out and you will overcome it. Of course it may be best to remain in the back of the ship where it is smoother. Two, stay on deck, being below is not a good place to be. One needs a reference point. Without one you're much more likely to let err rip. If ya know what I mean Luv." I gave Jem a golden grin.

Jem pulled away from Will and gave me a sick smile. She came over to me and placed her arm around my waist. "Aye Jack, I know exactly what you mean."

Will looked at the both of us and smiled. "And what pray tell, Captain Sparrow, is the third? Don't tell me it is to drink a gallon of rum."

"The third thing ya can do is put something cold on the back of your neck. I am told sometimes that helps but I wouldn't know since I have not been seasick. I have to say the rum does help me immensely."

Will widened his eyes and stepped away from the both of us. "I can see that is my signal to leave. If the cabin appears adequate when Jack is there to fill the space then I would think Elizabeth would feel the same way about my presence. I will see you in four hours Jem and hopefully I won't see you at all, Jack. I agree, you should get some rest mate, you are not looking well."

I smiled at Will. "Thank you William, perhaps I should swallow some ginger." I motioned to him to leave as I pulled a small bottle out of my pocket. It was a small vial of Sadie's brew. I drank it and then followed it with a drink of rum. "Are ya happy now Jem? I took the medicine." I placed my arm around her. "It is always better up here on deck with you Luv." The wind pulled at my coat and thrashed my hair around my face. I could feel the fine spray stinging my cheeks. I pulled her closer into my body. "Much better."

Will retired as Jem and I stood at the helm watching the ship plow through the waves, the deck rhythmically rising and falling across the swells. As we stood in silence the crew went about their duties. Kat ran past playing with the dog and Sadie walked the deck trying to calm down a colicky Bill. The weather and food were disagreeable to him and poor Elizabeth was at her wits end.

"It is cold up here." Jem admitted.

"Aye, I've noticed." I looked down at her. "Have you seen my red bandana?" I looked at her head and she was not wearing a bandana or a hat. Her hair was pulled back and twisted into a braid, due to Will's playing with it. A chill ran up my back, "I cannot understand why your father would bring The Pearl this far south, unless he knows where the Treasure of Reverie is. The bearings he gave your friend Sadie, are extremely close to the island were the treasure is supposedly buried. I think your father and his slave girl, Sadie, know more than they let on."

"Jack, my father is not a stupid man and I fear he is once again leading you into a trap. He knows you will do anything and go anywhere for your stupid ship. You yourself have told me numerous times you don't trust Sadie. If you don't trust her, why are you following her bearings?"

"Jem, me ship is not stupid and I would not do anything without reason. I know Sadie wants you back with your father. She has not kept that a secret. You may find this hard to believe but there are some things in my life that are more important than The Black Pearl, but not many. Savvy?" I looked into her wet face. "Do you trust Miss Sadie? If you do then I will."

"Jack, I do not wish you to be caught again by my father. I myself don't wish to be caught either. You know my father very well, in some ways I think you know him better than I. When my father laughs, the crew must laugh. If he snarls the crew snarls. If he breathes in your direction, you run for cover. He is an evil man yet I know he does love me. I suppose he would do anything for me except spare your life, even if I begged him too."

I nuzzled my face into her warm neck. "Jem, Luv, you worry way too much and you did not answer my question. Do you trust Sadie? Did she give us the proper bearings to find The Black Pearl?"

"Yes, Jack she gave us the proper bearings. Sadie is not a slave to my father. She is his wife and she too wants to get back to The Black Pearl to be with him. I know we are headed for The Black Pearl."

"His wife?" I looked at her in complete amazement. "Luv, she must do some things well for she sure isn't a looker, if you get my drift." I had a hard time keeping a stern face. "You are telling me, Sadie, that large, pudgy, ugly African woman is your father's wife?"

"Please Jack, she will hear you."

"Luv, when were you going to tell me this? Before or after I get me ship back? Lord, your father must be desperate." I began to laugh and Jem elbowed me in the side.

"I didn't see that you had to know at all. What does it really matter as long as you get your ship back?"

The sky was the color of lead, with the base of the clouds scalloped by the turbulent winds. "Looks like rain again or possibly sleet. The cabin may be more inviting than I thought and you are much more inviting than Sadie." I continued to laugh, trying to stifle myself.

Jem frowned at me. "You, my dear Captain Sparrow, just sent your first mate to the cabin. I am sure he would love for you to join him." She pulled her wet hair from her face and then pushed mine back. "Jack, for the past week you have not slept for more than an hour or two at a time. You should go rest. You need it. I will take the helm."

"Luv, perhaps rest is not what I had in mind."

"Jack!" Jem nudged me playfully. "You are incorrigible."

I gave her a sly smile. "I try to be. And it has been some days since I have had the chance to be alone with you."

"And whose fault is that? When you do come to bed, you are so tired."

I frowned at her. "I'm sorry. I'll try to rectify that. It's just this damnable weather and I know Will feels uncomfortable taking over the ship while I sleep."

"Jack, where did you get that stupid notion? Will is fine. It is you who must give him a chance. No matter how you look at it, William Turner is no longer a Whelp and you will have to let him go."

I winced at her words and placed my hand to my aching head. "There is still much for him to learn."

"There always will be. Just let him go, and he will learn from his mistakes."

"Jem, I don't think you know all that is involved. This is not a time for mistakes."

"Please Jack, I have captained my own ship. I will be glad to help Will. I just wish you would get some rest. You really do not look well."

"I will rest, after I get The Black Pearl back!" I snapped at Jem. I looked at her and then spoke more softly. "I'm sorry, Jem. I don't mean to be short, but I expect the weather to worsen and it deserves my attention."

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The days passed and I continued to spend hours at a time on deck, despite the cold and the complaints from Will and Jem. My headaches were coming almost daily, sometimes twice a day. I would not admit it but I knew Jem suspected that on some days they never left. If a lack of sleep was the problem I hoped the symptoms would leave after I rested but day by day my condition deteriorated. With each day the headaches seemed worse, although I had ceased to complain.

The bright light of day seemed to aggravate the pain. I started pulling my hat down low over my eyes which I kept closed a good part of the time. When I needed to see, I squinted, my eyelids barely open, grimacing as I did so. Jem would send Sadie to check on me and made sure I was drinking her tea.

Kat became aware or my ailment and I eventually had her start to take some watches during the day with me. I convinced her she had to learn how to handle a ship if she was going to follow in her father's foot steps. Elizabeth was not happy with this turn of events. She did not want Kat to be a pirate; she wanted her to be a lady. I claimed she could be both.

I felt if I retreated from the sunlight and rested I would do better but I had a hard time relinquishing the helm. I knew Jem could take a shift, evidently, as long as it was not early morning. Jem convinced me Will was more than capable and deep in my heart I knew it. I just always remembered the day Will took the helm and the main mast came down on him and almost killed him. I could not over come my phobia of Will being killed because of me or my ship. I couldn't live with that and Jem had to do a lot of talking to convince me I was being childish. Will convinced me to let Gibbs take a shift and he promised he would watch over him to make sure he stayed off the sauce. This way I could close my eyes and rest, yet be near if something occurred.

The increasingly persistent headaches often prevented sleep and when sleep did come, it seemed fitful and fleeting, as if accompanied by unpleasant dreams. Jem and Will grew more and more worried. One afternoon as I lay restless in the bed, I could hear them talking. I did my best to lie quite as I watched the both of them.

"Jem," Will spoke with his soft British accent. "The weather is becoming more disagreeable. The wind is too strong to carry all the sails. Even under reduced sail, this ship is moving right along. I think we should abort the mission to get The Black Pearl back and get Jack to a doctor."

Jem sat in a chair and stared at Will for quite awhile before she stood up and walked over to a basin.

Will now stood behind her. "Are you are still queasy and feeling seasick?"

"Will I will be fine. If I stand still for awhile I know I won't throw up but on the off chance I do I felt I should be near the basin." She looked at the basin for quite awhile and then turned to face Will. "Now isn't this wonderful Will, both Jack and I are ill. I'll see if Sadie can give me something." She turned and headed for the door. "William, you may have to take over the ship and use your own judgment. Can you do that?"

"Jem, Jack is still coherent, he just needs some rest. I don't think I have to take command right away."

Jem stopped at the door and turned around to stare at me and then back at Will. "Can you do it Will?"

Will walked over to me and placed his hand on my head. I closed my eyes quickly. I did not want them to know I was listening. I twitched slightly as Will placed his hand on mine. "I can if Jack and you help me. I know I am not much older than you Jem, but you have had the experience with command and I have not. I have always answered to Jack, or had someone else to go to for advice. I can and will take command of the ship if need be, but you have to help me."

I now sat up, I couldn't take it anymore. I looked at the both of them. "There is no need for any of you to take command of the ship. Grant it, I may not be well but I am not dead. I will get us to our destination and I will get The Black Pearl back. There will be no aborting and there will be no doctors. Savvy?" I now stood up and the room started to spin. I grabbed a hold of Will's arm. "The afternoon watch should be ending and since the two of you are down here I can only assume Gibbs or Kat are at the helm. Instead of worrying about me I want you both to get your assess up on deck. If not, I will go myself."

I stabled myself and then let go of Will's arm. I headed for the door and as I passed Jem I could fell my vision blur and I collapsed to the floor. I heard Jem scream my name and Will picked me up and placed me back on the bed. It took me several minutes to realize what had happened.

"Alright Captain Sparrow, that is enough." Will said sternly. "I will do as you both ask. I will not call a halt to the mission, I will not get you a doctor and I will take partial command of the ship, until you are fit to take command again Jack. Jem I need you to help me, I do not know how to navigate."

"You don't?" Jem looked at Will with amazement. "Jack has never instructed you in navigation?"

Will looked at me and then her. "No."

I tried to sit up but my body would not let me, it felt as I had a heavy weight sitting on me. "Now that is unfair Whelp," I mumbled to him. "I have offered many a times. You always came up with a reason to be busy."

Will placed his hand on my shoulder and looked at Jem and shook his head. "Jem, I don't know how and I was never offered to learn, so you must do it and you can teach me."

Will looked tentatively at Jem. "Is there something else you wish to say Will?" Jem asked. "We are in no position not to be completely open with each other. If you have suggestions I would like to hear them. You will have help from me and Gibbs and possibly, Kat and Elizabeth. I will help you, but until Captain Sparrow recovers, you are in command of the ship. My first duty is to Jack and then to the ship." She came over to me and gently felt along my pale cheek. I wanted to object but I was felling exhausted and I was having troubles breathing.

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Night had come and I was oblivious to what was going on around me. All of a sudden I woke and saw Kat bending over me, wetting my face with a cloth. She stroked my hair, which was damp from the compresses and the fever, caressing it with her fingers.

"Jack," she whispered. "I need you to get well, and Jem fears she knows what is wrong with you. There have been some strange things going on below deck and she can't explain them. If Jem cannot find the source you just may die." I could see the tears welling up in her eyes. "Please daddy, don't die." She knelt down beside me and started to cry.

I tried to raise my hand to her but I could not move. As she knelt beside me Elizabeth and Jem entered the room. They were both soaked from head to toe and I could see them shivering. "Damn that woman. Jack asked me if I trusted her. I should have thrown her over board, she is ugly and fat and way too loyal to my father." Jem spoke harshly as she threw a blanket to Elizabeth. "Why did Will have to promise Jack he would continue after The Black Pearl? We should have seen this coming."

Jem wrung the water out of her hair and wrapped herself into a blanket similar to the one she had tossed to Elizabeth. She went over to the corner cabinet and poured herself a tankard of rum. "Here Elizabeth, it looks like you could use some also."

To my surprise, Elizabeth took the mug and drank it without any questions. "What are we going to do with so few men? I can't believe they are all sick. Can we sail the ship in this weather with only three men, two women and two children?"

"Elizabeth don't worry. Will and I can sail this ship with our eyes closed. Sadie, I know, wants us to get to The Black Pearl but she also wants to kill Jack's crew and Jack. She won't admit it, but she wants me to go back to my father and with Jack out of the way why wouldn't I?" Jem took a long drink and looked at me and the crying Kat. "She won't harm you or the girls for you do not pose a threat and as far as Gibbs and Charlie, she knows we need them to sail the ship. Will should be careful we need him to sail the ship but he is a threat."

Jem tossed herself down on to a nearby chair. "I have questioned Sadie and she claims I am crazy. Now she refuses to talk to me. I know she is using some black magic on Jack and I plan to get to the bottom of this."

Elizabeth walked over and placed her hand on Kat's back. "Kat darling, please don't cry so hard. Your father is still with us. Save the tears for another day." Elizabeth looked up at Jem. "If Jack does die, will you go back with Sadie and live with Barbossa?"

As she spoke Charlie and Samantha entered the room. "We have searched the whole ship Jem. Gibbs is ready to take the cat-of-nines to Sadie. He is waiting for your order; she still refuses to admit to anything."

Elizabeth pulled Kat up off the floor and she now knelt beside me. "Jem, are you sure Sadie is practicing Voodoo? Perhaps Jack really is sick. He could have meningitis or a tubercular disease, or fever of the brain. All of these ailments have the same symptoms, headaches and dullness of thought and progressive worsening of insensible talk, fever, blindness and eventual unconsciousness."

"Jack has not engaged in insensible talk and, while sensitive to bright light, he is not blind."

"Yes Jem, but he has headaches and wandering concentration and he seems to be misplacing things. He has lost his bandana, he couldn't find his spyglass and the ring he always wears on his right hand pointer finger is gone, along with the white marlin bone he use to wear in his hair." She stroked my hair and placed her hand upon my chest. "Jem, you should feel Jack's heart, it is racing."

"Elizabeth, I know it is Voodoo, it has to be, for if it is anything else the prognosis is not good. If he does not improve and Sadie proves herself innocent, we will have to induce bleeding to relieve his pulse. His heart rate is fast and if it gets to strong we will have to do something."

Elizabeth now looked shocked. "We? Jem, neither you nor I are a doctor and I will not bleed Captain Sparrow. That is almost as bad as performing Voodoo."

"Elizabeth, bleeding will carry away the bad blood. For now, we will just keep a cold compress on his head."

As Jem sat drinking her rum Kat went and sat next to her. She placed her small head into her lap and once again began to sob. Samantha came over and placed her hand on Kat's shoulder. "It's alright Kat, your father won't die remember he is...he is..."

Jem stood up and looked at everyone in the room. "Yes, he is Captain Jack Sparrow and he would not want you all in here crying over him. Now all of you, please, leave and get back to your duties."

Charlie immediately turned and left. Elizabeth did not budge and Kat stood up, now being embraced in Samantha's arms. Jem was noticeably upset and this made her nauseas. She went over to the basin and before she got sick she turned to all of them. "Please, I have asked you all to leave. Jack and I do not need you here and we don't need your tears. Go find the Voodoo doll Sadie has made of Jack. It is the only way to save him." She then turned around and lost all the rum she had previously drunk.

Samantha and Kat left without hesitation and Elizabeth still did not move. She placed a cold compress on my head and then stared at Jem. "Jem, has it occurred to you that you are not experiencing seasickness but that you could be pregnant? You are exhausted, worried and you are usually sick in the morning. I know you probably don't want to hear this now but you should not dismiss the thought."

"Elizabeth, you are way off the mark. When I was pregnant with Pearl I wasn't sick a day. There is no possible way I am. Jack and I are eager to have a family, having babies and children playing at his feet would be a sight, but not now. Not while journeying to get The Black Pearl, not while I am fighting with my father and his witchy wife and not with Jack so ill."

Elizabeth looked at Jem and then went over to the small bed in which Bill had been sleeping in but now he was making noises. "Jem, there are something's you just cannot control." Elizabeth looked over at me. "Jack appears for the moment to be peacefully sleeping with no tossing and muttering. Perhaps you should also lay down and get some rest. All pregnancies are different. I was not sick a day while I carried Kat but I was sick for a full three months with Bill." She walked over to Jem and hugged her. Perhaps you will give Jack Sparrow a son."

Jem pulled away and walked over to Bill, picking him up and gingerly handed him to Elizabeth. "Elizabeth please, keep you notions to yourself. I must go relieve Will. We are getting very close, I can feel it." She walked over to me and kissed me gently on my forehead. I tried to reach for her hand but once again I just could not move. She stood up and I could tell through my blurred vision, from the look on her face, she was not well and she rubbed her abdominal muscles due to the slight soreness of being sick. "I'll be fine Elizabeth and so will Jack. I will ask you to stay here with him, Will is waiting for me and we are going to recruit James Norrington to join us to fight for The Pearl and take my father down. When Jack wakes up, I want him to see that we are on course and still bound for The Black Pearl."

"Jem, you will never get James Norrington to help you. Your father will never give up The Pearl, especially when he finds out Jack is sick and you are carrying Jack's child."

"Elizabeth, I have heard Will tell you, and now I must repeat it. If you insist on being negative then just shut up! I have my ways with Norrington and, if not, you do. I am not pregnant with Jack's child and I will get his ship back. Jack is just down temporally. I know I will find what is causing his illness."

She now picked up my jacket and put it on, and then she placed my hat on her head. "Oh, Elizabeth, in reference to your earlier question. No, if Jack dies I will not go with my father. I will get The Black Pearl back and I will become her captain. Jack has asked me to marry him and I fear that will never happen but I will take his ship and make it mine." She pulled the hat down and stormed out of the room.

Elizabeth cuddled Bill up to her and then came and sat beside me. "Now all she has to do is convince herself that everything she said is true."

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The day passed and my condition never changed. Elizabeth sat with me for a long time and she eventually fell asleep. She woke with a start when Will entered the room, he was wet and dripping.

Elizabeth smiled at him. "Is it still raining?"

"Only blowing, but there is a good bit of spray in the air. Jem and I are determined to go on. I don't know what you said to her to put her in such a mood but she is bound and determined now to get The Black Pearl back and she has even given me permission to put my sword through Sadie and Barbossa." He looked at me and he could tell by my eyes I understood everything he was saying. "Well Jack, are you feeling any better?"

I tried to answer but I could not make a sound. He walked over to me. "I think I should show you this." He pulled out a small sheet of paper.

Elizabeth grabbed it from him. "What is it?"

Will laughed and sat next to Elizabeth. "Jem has convinced Norrington to help us capture Barbossa and his crew and get The Black Pearl back. This is his signature saying that he will take orders from Jem but he will not take any from Jack or me."

"Do you really think we can trust him?" Elizabeth asked warily. "Do you actually think you and Jem can share command with him?"

"Elizabeth, you know Norrington as well as I do. His word is good. I have no idea what arrangements Jem has made but it will make this journey a lot easier. Norrington will not have command. Jem and I are sharing that."

Elizabeth looked down at the damp paper. "It appears our friend Norrington feels that he is in a good position."

"Yes Elizabeth, I don't like him and I know Jack loathes him but he can handle the ship."

Jem now entered the room. "It's awful cold today. Will I need you up on deck, I have spotted The Black Pearl."

Will jumped up, almost knocking Elizabeth to the floor. "Are you sure it is The Pearl?"

Jem shot a look at Will that could kill. "William, I know what The Pearl looks like, she is the only ship with a towering pyramid of black canvas. We must be careful as we approach her. I am confident she has not seen us yet. Elizabeth, I must ask you to stay below and take care of Jack. I will be spending a great deal of my time on deck and then I most likely will be boarding The Pearl."

With that I attempted to stir and get out of the bed. I was not lucid enough to get myself out of the covers. I had one leg out but I was still wrapped in the blanket, which was impeding my progress. Trying to get loose, I kicked at the cover which served only to tighten its hold upon my leg and further frustrated my efforts. Jem quickly came to me.

"Jack, we are close. I will get your ship back for you. Please lay down. Will and I have everything under control."

"No," I managed to find my voice. "No Jem, you mustn't go." I grabbed her arm but with ease she pulled away.

"Jack I must, Elizabeth will take care of you." Jem moved away and now Elizabeth was standing over me. Elizabeth took me by the shoulders and tried to push me back down but I fought her. "Jack, what do you need?"

I answered groggily. "Nothing. I can't get my leg out."

"Why don't you lie back down, Jack?"

"I need to get up."

"Fine, lay back down and I can untangle you," Elizabeth said soothingly.

Both Jem and Will looked at Elizabeth. Will's eyes opened wide and he spoke first. "Are you kidding Elizabeth?"

Jem came pushed me back down on the bed and deliberately pulled the covers back over my legs. "Elizabeth, under no circumstances do I want you to let Jack out of that bed. I am in charge now and I order you to keep him there, no matter what." Reaching for a wet cloth she placed it against my forehead. Before she did, she leaned over me and kissed me there, I could fell the warmth of her lips.

From the deck came sounds of loud voices and then a knock on the door. Jem immediately opened it and standing there was James Norrington.

"Captain Barbossa, the Black Pearl has disappeared on the horizon but she has left us a present. It appears she has attacked a small merchant ship and she has hailed her distress flag. I am requesting your permission to attempt to save her."

"Lord help us." Elizabeth prayed out loud. She stood up and ran to William. "Please Love, don't do anything stupid. If you have to, just let The Black Pearl go."

The ship pitched heavily and Elizabeth and Will stumbled slightly. Jem also tumbled backwards into James's arms. Jem pulled herself away, the thought of being touched my James made her sick to her stomach.

She stood unsteadily and James grabbed her again. "Captain, are you ill?"

Jem rolled her head back and she tried to choke down the feeling of rising nausea. "I'll be fine James; I just need some fresh outside air." She tried to step past James but he would not let her go. For a few seconds the ship rode above the seas and Jem was feeling very dizzy. As the ship slid down the smooth slope into the next trough Jem's stomach contradicted the direction. She knew the fresh air would help subsided the sickness and being outside she could adapt to the motion.

She took several deep breaths and, forcing the taste of rising bile back down her throat, she glared at James. "Please Mr. Norrington, I have a pirate ship to capture and you have a pirate to add to your trophies. I think saving a merchant ship will not fit into our schedule." Jem tried to put some strength in her voice.

Norrington smiled, his lips weathered with tiny cracks. "Is that the captain's final word? If so then we should go."

Jem tried to return his smile but her heart was not in it. More correctly, her stomach was not. She grabbed a piece of bread from the table. It was dry and tasteless in her mouth. She was trying everything she could, not to get sick in front of Norrington. The ship rose, and slid down again. Jem felt her stomach rise with it and felt as though she were about to throw up. She tried to will away the feeling.

"Please, I want you all to leave. I must speak to Jack alone. Go on deck. Will prepare for battle. I'll be right there. I just have to do this one little thing." As she spoke the ship rose again and she could no longer control her sickness. There was no stopping it. She ran to the basin and her stomach surged up into her throat. Throwing her head over the basin she just moaned.

Both Norrington and Will moved close, but she waved them away. She spit the last of the burning vomit from her mouth and ungraciously wiped her lips with the sleeve of my coat. She turned to face both men. "I seem to be unaccustomed to the sea. Too much time in the cabin, I suppose."

Norrington glanced at Will and Elizabeth and then turned to Jem. "I suppose so Captain. Is there anything I can get you?"

Now Jem did smile. "No Mr. Norrington, I just want to get The Black Pearl back and if you must, we can see it there are any survivors on the other ship." She turned and left the cabin, both Will and James followed her.

I was now alone in the cabin with Elizabeth and Bill. Several hours must have passed. Both Elizabeth and I were awakened from a snatched bit of sleep. She was sitting in a chair leaning over me when the sudden roll pitched her forward into the bed. Her legs slammed against the narrow top of the retaining board, and I cried out in pain as she sprawled across me. She lay there for a moment, rubbing the bruising pain on her legs and then she noticed she was covered with blood, my blood. I had small tiny wounds all over my chest and blood was seeping out. She did not wait for the ship to right itself.

She jumped up off the bed and ran for Jem. It seemed to take an interminable long time. I could imagine the activity on deck. I was almost certain, judging by the amount of roll, the crew had not expected whatever had struck the ship.

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I opened my eyes to find Jem lying beside me. I noticed my head did not hurt as much, my chest was covered in bandages and I could move my arms. Jem's head was on my chest and rose and fell as I breathed. I did not wish to disturb her but I had to know what was going on.

I raised my hand and stroked her head. "Jem darling."

She stirred and then sat up abruptly. "Jack, Jack, welcome back to the world of the living. You have no idea how much I need you back." She brushed her hand across my hair, combing it back. "You have been gravely ill and judging by the warmth of your skin, I would say that you are still far from well."

I smiled at her. "With the living is where I truly want to be. I'm ready to get up on deck."

I sat up and tried to stand, but I had no strength to push myself up. "Jem please help me."

"Jack, going up top can wait. Perhaps tomorrow."

Slumping back down on the bed I looked at Jem. "Where is The Pearl and what have you done with Sadie?"

"We spotted The Pearl yesterday but since then there has been no sign of her. I am sure we will see her soon enough. As far as Sadie, I have not been able to get a word out of her. Gibbs has beaten her but she still refuses to talk. The fact that you are improving may prove she is innocent and perhaps she has nothing to do with your illness. I do know for a fact, she does practice black magic but I may have jumped to conclusions."

"Aye Luv, but how does that explain the rest of me crew."

"How do you know about that?"

"Jem, I have been awake at times but only vaguely aware of my surroundings. I could hear you speaking and understand what you were saying, but was unable to communicate. Please tell me, how did you loose The Pearl?"

"Jack, the weather has been bad and as you know, the crew has been ill. We could not keep up with The Pearl and she left in her wake a burning ship. By the fair sense of duty and nautical law, Norrington felt bound to respond. It put me in a dilemma since I did ask him to help you, or should I say me, in our goal to retrieve The Pearl."

"Jem," I now sat up on the end of the bed and turned around to face her. "Are you and William Turner not the captains of this ship? We are pirates, we don't save other ships. We loot and pillage. You let your father get away again with my ship!"

Jem now stood up and placed her hands on her hips. "Jack Sparrow, listen to you. You are obviously feeling better." She went over to the desk, put my jacket on and my hat, once again, on her head. "My father crippled the ship. Yes, we may be pirates but we are not out for lives. Are we? Norrington felt we should assist them and I saw no harm in it. The weather is foul and if we did nothing I am not sure I could live with my conscience. Will was behind me all the way. Yes, we may have lost sight of The Pearl but we know we will meet up with her, sooner or later. I must admit, turning into the wind to save the other ship was risky and it did take time, which there was none to spare. We were doing well when the wind shifted on us and then we lost sight of the ship. The waves shifted us around so much and the water washed over James, Will and I, forcing us to kneel and hold on tight with both arms. That's when I made the decision to abandon our efforts. We resumed our course and as we turned away the merchant ship blew up. We were close enough to get hit with the debris. I have no idea what ship she was or if it was one of my father's little games to try to blow us out of the water. I do know we did sustain some damage and poor Amber freaked. It took Kat a good hour to calm her down and to get her out of the hold. My poor dog has been spending most of her time lying in her makeshift bed trying to avoid Elizabeth's and Will's little brat…" Jem's eye grew wide and she clapped her hand over her mouth. "I'm sorry I did not mean for that to come out. It's just he tortures her. He climbs all over her, cuddles in her fur and then she gets covered with baby drool and her ears are caked with who knows what."

I could not help but laugh. "Luv, that sounds like some torture. Give the little squirt a break, maybe he just happens to like fuzzy animals. He is a Turner and, Lord knows, Will has a way with four footed creatures."

"Jack, Amber is not a creature!"

I raised my hands in defense. "Sorry Luv, at least you are expressing your true feelings and I would hate for you to keep them from me. Other than little Bill disturbing your pup, how have you been?"

"Fine, except for worrying about you and obviously I can now stop. Let me help you get dressed and I will take you out on deck to get some fresh air. I am sure Will and especially Kat will be thrilled to see you."

"Luv, that sounds like an offer I can't refuse but you, my pet, you are wearing me jacket and hat."

Jem blushed slightly as she removed both. "Sorry Jack, it's just I have missed you and wearing you clothes made me feel closer to you." She came over to me to help me up but instead I pulled her down. "Luv, you can get as close as you want."

When we finally left the cabin I was wearing my jacket but I relinquished my hat to Jem.

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Despite my improvements I could tell Jem and Will were still concerned. Elizabeth concurred when Will and I got into a heated discussion.

"No Jack," Will literally yelled at me. "You will not be taking command until Jem says you can. I will not be responsible for your relapse and I will not face Jem. She is a tiger where you are concerned. The way she dotes after her silly dog and the way she coddles you, heaven forbid if you should have any children."

Elizabeth stood in-between the two of us. "William, now that is enough. As you know Jack and Jem did have a child and there is no reason to raise your voice. As for you, Captain, you have been too ill, too long, to expect a full recovery. You still must rest and perhaps you can take command in three days."

I opened my eyes wide. "In three days missy, I plan to be sailing my ship and I plan to be heading north, out of this cold miserable weather. Now I would appreciate it if the both of you would step aside and give me the helm."

I politely shoved Elizabeth aside and reached for the helm. As I did my headache returned. I pulled my hand back and looked about to see if Jem were near. As I looked, I realized everything was in a gold hazy fog and I was having a hard time making out faces.

"Jack," Elizabeth placed her hand on my shoulder and I jumped.

"Elizabeth, if you wouldn't mind, could you please escort me back to me cabin and then I would like to have William, James, Jem, and Sadie bought to me."

Jem came up from behind and just like Elizabeth, she startled me. "Why the hell is everybody sneaking up on me?"

Jem pulled back. "Excuse me, I just thought I would show you an adorable trick Amber has picked up but it can wait."

Jem looked at Elizabeth who just shrugged her shoulders and I am sure Jem made some sort of face. Jem escorted me back to the room and I laid my head on the pillow. "Jem, I am sorry for yelling at you and if you wish to share your dogs trick I'd be willing to watch."

Jem just sat watching me and didn't say a word. I felt she was afraid I would snap at her again. Before I could say anything else there was a knock on the door and William and James both entered.

I sat up and stared in their direction. I was hoping I was looking at one for I could barely see. "William, James, as you know I have been suffering a particularly debilitating illness, of which I am now beginning to recover. I want to thank all of you for running the ship. Especially you William, I know Jem is still in command but you and Elizabeth have been a big help to her." Without looking at Jem I motioned for her to come sit next to me. Luckily, she must have seen me, for within minutes she was.

"Jack, think nothing of it," Will spoke up. "I am just glad you are getting better and I had the chance to learn how to navigate. Thank you Jem, I have to say you are a talented and beautiful young lady and I would sail under your command any day."

"You just may have too." I mumbled.

"What?" Jem nudged me playfully but I did not respond.

"James," I continued. "At the end of our voyage I will let you free. I will not put you through the tortures you made me endure, with the help of your men, while I was your prisoner."

"Thank you indeed Captain Sparrow. I'm sure I will be in debt to you for the rest of my life. I must agree with Mister Turner, I would gladly sail with Jem." There was a small silence and then James directed his comments to Jem. "You are a vision and I would surly do anything you asked of me."

"Silence Norrington," I snapped at him. "I don't need any flip remarks. Jem is mine and I would appreciate it if you remember that fact. Now, you have to promise me you will stop hunting for The Black Pearl and you will let Jem, Elizabeth and William live in peace, even if it be Port Royal."

Norrington stood still and quite for a long time. "Yes, Captain Sparrow, I promise you, what ever I must do to keep from going back into the brig and to have my freedom. But could you promise me something in return?"

I laughed and stood up, using Jem as a guide. "It seems to me, a long time ago, someone said to me. 'You are not in much of a position to be asking for favors.' I'll let you know after I hear what it is you have to say and then I will let my lovely Jem decide. Savvy?"

"Fair enough," Norrington said, with a tone of hope on his voice. "I ask you to stop sinking my ships. It appears every time I have an encounter with you Captain Sparrow, I end up loosing my shirt."

I looked at him critically. "Will you keep your promise?"

James did not hesitate, "Absolutely."

"Well then, if you are not attacking me there will be no cause for me to either sink your ships or take your shirt. Thank you gentlemen, you are now dismissed to return to your duties."

As Will and James turned to leave, Gibbs entered with Sadie. She hissed at all of us and then spit on the floor. "So the captain is still standing? So be it for my magic 'ey Jem? If I had been wanting your man dead I would have succeeded. Of course, maybe I am not finished."

"So you admit it then?" Will spoke up and placed his hands around her neck. She pulled back and that is when Will saw my ring on her finger.

"You little thief, that belongs to Jack." Will released her neck and pulled the ring from her finger. She yelled and kicked him in the groin. She then turned and ran from the room.

"Sadie!" Jem yelled and leaped off the bed.

I grabbed Jem and pulled her back. Will recomposed himself and went after Sadie, followed by James and Gibbs.

Several minutes past and Will returned. "Jack here is your ring," he handed it to me but I did not take it. He then grabbed my hand and placed it back on my finger. "The witch climbed the rigging and she is threatening to jump. What do you want me to do?"

"Bring her down with whatever force you need. If need be, kill her. She is of no use to me. William, you do what you feel is right. You are no longer a Whelp and you can take charge."

"Aye sir." Will turned and left the room.

"No Will," Jem yelled. "Jack, if he kills her, the curse that is placed on you will never be lifted."

"Jem there is no curse on me. I think we must face the fact that I am indeed just sick." My face tightened with pain.

"The headaches are back aren't they?"

"Yes, I wish they would go away but I have other problems now."

"I know, you have Will out there going to kill Sadie." Jem said sarcastically.

"Now Luv, do you truly think William Turner will kill her?" As I said that we heard a gun shot and then a chorus of voices of people chanting Will's name.

"Well, I have been known to be wrong. But in all honesty Jem it is my eyes. I can hardly bring myself to say it out loud, but my sight is failing."

"How bad is it?" She dared herself to ask.

"Bad enough."

"Maybe you are just showing your age. The eyes are the first to go, they say."

I tried to laugh. "How old do you think I am?" I reached up and rubbed the back of my neck. "No, I don't think we can blame this on age."

Softly, Jem said, "I do not think so either."

I reached out to her and she took my hands. "Perhaps you should rest. Get some sleep. That might help your headache, and the headache could have something to do with your eyes."

"You might be right." I threw myself across the bed and closed my eyes for a few seconds and then opened them. I glanced at her. "Jem I must admit, I do fear what is happening to me." As I said those words lying on my back tears pooled in my eyes. No, I am Captain Jack Sparrow, I will not feel pity for myself. I blinked and the tear ran down my face. I was never sure if Jem saw it but judging by what she did next I could only assume she did.

She slipped onto the bed and snuggled up against me. She touched me tenderly, running a finger over my check, around my lips and placed her hand across my chest.

"I have something to tell you. Something I have not mentioned before, for fear it would cause you more worry."

"What is it Jem? What is wrong?"

Jem squeezed my hand. "Nothing is wrong. In fact, it is something wonderful."

I turned toward her, straining my eyes to see her.

"Jack, please do not be angry with me, for not telling you sooner," Jem whispered.

"Then please, tell me now," I said softly.

"Jack, we are going to have a baby."

"A baby?" I smiled at her and remembered the unkind words she had to say about Will and Elizabeth's little boy. "Why didn't you tell me before?"

"I wanted to but you have been so ill, I did not want you to worry."

"How could this worry me? Aye, you do not want me to dwell on the consequences should I not recover."

Jem was silent. "Well," I said. "I'll just have to. Recover that is."

She kissed me and then placed my hand on her stomach. "Feel," she said and I did.

"How soon do you think?" I asked. "How far along are you Luv?"

"I am not sure. I think it must have happened right after the curse with the Aztec Gold was lifted. You were very loving then."

I smiled. "And I'm not now?"

The next several hours we spent in playful cuddling, with kisses and touches. Finally I let me head sink back into the pillow. I closed my unseeing eyes and soon fell asleep.

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I started slipping back into my private netherworld of fever and nightmarish dreams. In the space of only three days, after having the stamina to go out on deck and follow Will around like a lost puppy I was unable to get myself out of the bed. By days end my vision was gone and my hearing had also diminished.

"Jem, Jem." I yelled.

"I'm hear, Jack. I'm right here."

"Jem I cannot see, the room is dark, I feel so alone. Jem, I cannot be blind and deaf too. I cannot be helpless and dependent on others. If this is the way the rest of my life will be then I wish to be dead."

"Please Jack," Jem tried to calm down my wild lashing arms. She urged me to drink, she washed me and caressed me and loved me with all her heart, I felt her heart beating against me but I could also hear it breaking, as she watched me deteriorate. My thoughts were going back to better times. I knew what I had to do. I knew Jem would eventually get The Pearl. I now knew she was pregnant with my child and I knew she would not go live with Barbossa.

"Jem please, open the windows to let some light in and then go get William for me."

She hesitated and I could only assume she did because the windows were already open. She started to rise from the bed when I reached out and grabbed her arm. "Jem, I love you with all me heart and you know I would do anything for you. Right?"

"Yes Jack, and I would too." She remained still. "Jack you are scaring me."

"Luv, I want you to watch over Kat for me. I know Will and Elizabeth are her legal guardians but she has always loved you. I don't want you to let her ruin her life, but I do want her to live out her dreams. Please don't let Elizabeth squash her dreams to be an infamous pirate captain. You have always lived by the code and even though I hate your father and, sorry, the rest of your damn family, you have always been my treasure. You are indeed my Jem."

I could now sense that Jem was crying. "Please Jack; you are talking as if you are going somewhere. Please stop."

"No Jem, you must listen. When you get The Pearl back, and I know you will, I want you to be her captain and I want Kat to be your first mate. I won't ask you to kill your father because I already know William will do it for me." I pulled her close and kissed her. I did not want to let her go for I knew this would be the last time I held her. I finally did release my grip and let my arms fall to my side.

Suddenly Jem let the dam give away. She released an audible sob and the tears started flowing. She buried her face in my chest. I hesitated and then put my arms around her. Lightly at first, and then a little tighter. She willingly accepted my touch and sobbed uncontrollably.

After several minutes she lifted her face and chocked back the next sob. She ran her fingers over my face. "I'm sorry. I don't know what's come over me. You are still as beautiful as the day I first met you."

"It's all right my pet. You have been strong. I'm surprised this hasn't happened sooner."

"It has, just not with an audience." She gave me a last hug. I let go of her and we separated.

"Luv, will you please do me the favor of getting Will for me?"

Jem slowly headed for the door. "I will get him but I will be coming back with him."

"No Jem, this is between me and him. Just remember Jem, I love you and in my heart we are man and wife. If you would, please take my name and wear my ring." I removed the ring from my finger and blindly handed it to her. "I want the prettiest Lass in this world to be my wife, till death do us part. Savvy?"

I know I was looking at Jem but I also knew she was aware I could not see her.

She took the ring and left. Moments later Will entered the room.

He came over to me and took my hand. "Jack, Jem has informed me that you wanted to speak to me. Please don't ask me to kill you because I will have to say no."

"Will you know my condition. There is nothing more I, Jem or you can do. Perhaps maybe some ginger." I tired to give Will a slight golden grin. "Jem will soon be a new mother and with any luck the child will be a boy and carry on the Sparrow name. I do not wish to waste away in a blind and deaf body, I am Captain Sparrow, and I wanted to go out in a blaze of glory. William, I am asking you to put a bullet in me head. We have been through a lot Lad, and I have wronged you many times. Please, I ask you to do this as a friend."

"Jack, please hang on just a while longer. We will get your ship back and Jem will find a way to help you. Now I should go tend to my work."

"No Will, I don't want to be alone. The hours are too long and it is dark. I have counted on you for so much. Please Whelp, do this one last thing for Captain Jack."

Will felt his eyes moisten. "I have only done the duty of a good mate." Without realizing it, Will knelt down beside me and gave me a tearful embrace. I felt his warmth and strength and the friendship that had grown between us.

"Please Will, I can hear the wind. Listen. I can hear the hull against the water. I can feel the motion of the sea. Let me die with these fine memories. Let us be separated by a world of oceans and we will meet again on some new horizon. Someday I will only be part of a very bad experience you once had."

"Jack, I don't think you will ever be only that."

Will stood up and I heard the cock of his gun. "Jack, I am doing this because you are my friend and only because you asked me. I hope Jem will forgive me for I will always remember this as the day I killed my best mate, Jack Sparrow."

"Captain, Captain Jack Sparrow." I said solemnly.

A/N Thank you all for such fine reviews. I can't believe it; I have actually past my Fan Fiction one year anniversary. I have to say this has been a fun year for writing. I had a wonderful time in Hawaii and now, as you can see, I am back with Jack, Jem and Will. Wow, what do you think is wrong with Jack? Is Jack a goner? If so, Barbossa is too because we all know Jem will get her revenge. Does Will pull the trigger? Don't forget he did kill Sadie, Barbossa's ugly, fat wife. Do you think Jem will have a girl or a boy? Yeah, how is Barbossa going to feel about this? Let me know what you think and then I will let you know what happens.

TA FOR NOW.

Lovely Raven Sparrow