Dead Men Tell No Tales

Disclaimer: Pirates are a dime a dozen and the Caribbean is beautiful, hence we have POTC thanks to Disney. What a wonderful ride. Jack and Will they are a rare breed and certainly not dimes. They are also beautiful, OK handsome. You got to love them. Wish they were mine but alas they are not.

Bloody Wrong

Morning came and I watched the sun creep across the floor as it shone into the window of Jem's room. Downstairs I could hear the first stirrings of Justin and his wife as they set about opening windows and preparing breakfast.

As I lay listening, the bed shook slightly and Jem rolled over against me. She lifted her head from the pillow and sniffed appreciatively at the sent of frying ham that filtered through the drafty floorboards.

I turned and looked at her. I smoothed her tumbled hair back and caressed her cheeks and ears. The upper curve of her ears glowed with a faint, translucent pick, and I ran my thumb along the edge of the curve.

"Did you know your ears are slightly pointed Luv," I said. "Just a bit, like a faun's, like a small deer." I then ran my hands softly down the slope of her back, being careful not to press to hard. She closed her eyes and then I saw her brow furrow slightly. She took a deep breath and she appeared to be in pain.

I pulled back. "Are you alright?"

"Yes Jack I am fine. Please don't be so concerned. I won't break." Jem was now smiling at me.

"You're sure?" I asked. "I mean…I keep thinking …"

"Jack really, I am alright. You should stop thinking." She pulled on my beaded beard and sat up. "Aside from a very dry mouth and a slight soreness in my abdominal muscles, I feel quite my normal self." She threw back the covers and stood up, to demonstrate. "See? I'll be fine."

I looked at her as she climbed out of the bed. I smiled at her bare figure and I wanted to pull her back under the covers with me. Lucky for me I did not have too for she climbed back into the bed. Lifting the quilt, she rolled next to me and I turned into her arms, clasping the solid curves of her back, letting my hands cup her bottom. Her bare flesh was chilled by the morning air but her goose bumps soon smoothed away under my warm touch.

She started to nibble my neck and the edges of my ears. Her hair was loose, not yet tied back for the day, and the soft brown locks tickled me.

"Jack Sparrow, before we face this day I would like you to make love to me." Jem whispered seductively in my ear.

I hesitated. "You want me too what?" The strength of my desire was obvious but I did not want to hurt her.

"You want to don't you?" She said, sliding her chilly hand down my bare stomach. I groaned faintly as I took her hand in mine. "Don't do that Jem." I hugged her close to me then I flipped the quilt up and tucked it around her, sealing her in a pocket of warmth.

Jem gave me a dubious look as I rose and went to retrieve my clothes from the chair near the window. The morning air was cool and I myself shivered not being accustomed to the soft breeze. I paused in my dressing and went back to the bed. I gave Jem a hug and poured her a glass of water. Justin had been kind enough to leave a glass and a pitcher of water on the side table.

"Here Luv, take a drink and then go back to sleep, I'll send Justin's wife in and perhaps she can run you a warm bath and give you a bite to eat later. I should go see William and check on Kat. I am sure they want to know how you are."

"I don't think so Jack." She cast her eyes on me as she took the glass and drank. "I think you should stay here with me and Justin can send word to William. I do not want Justin's wife to take care of me. I want you to." She gave me an evil yet playful grin as she handed me the empty glass.

"Luv, I'm sorry I cannot. I do not wish to hurt you in your delicate condition. If I were to hurt you or the child I could not forgive myself. Savvy?"

She laughed. "Well you didn't feel that way last night, you didn't hurt me then and you won't hurt me now. You won't hurt the baby either for it's no bigger than the tip of my finger." She held up a finger in illustration, and then used it to trace the curve of my upper lip. I seized her hand and bent to kiss her, trying to erase the tickle of her touch on my lip.

"Jack, please come back to bed."

I pulled away and continued dressing. "Oh I know what it is," Jem protested. "I'm too fat for you?" Jem looked at the small bulge in her stomach. "Or is it…"

"No," I said smiling. "Luv, if anything you are thinner than usual and I know that is because of me. I don't want to hurt you or the child. I think you should lay back and rest and stop talking. You talk too much."

"I talk too much!" Jem looked at me in disbelief. "You darling have the gift of gab."

I poured her another glass of water and handed it to her. She threw her arms around my neck and pulled me down on top of her, getting us both good and wet. I could not believe her playfulness but without admitting it, I did enjoy it. She was after all younger then I and she was indeed a child herself.

"Jem, no!" I protested faintly. She started unbuckling my belt and I threw the glass.

"Why ever not? I assure you it will be fine," Jem laughed.

"Well… if you're sure of it."

Then there was a soft knock on the door. "Captain Sparrow?" I recognized Justin's voice.

I gave a wide golden grin to Jem as I pushed myself off the bed and walked over and opened the door. Justin smiled at me and then looked toward the bed. "I can see your stubbornness has no limits Jack Sparrow. Can I assume you won the battle and you and Miss Barbossa are once again together?"

Nodding at Justin, a smile formed on my lips. "Aye Justin, Miss Barbossa and I are doing well."

One of his eyebrows rose skeptically. "Would the both of you like breakfast? It should be ready within the hour."

"Aye mate, we would appreciate that, we will be down shortly." Justin left and I turned to grab my hat.

"Where do you think you're going?" Jem asked.

I glanced over at her, and I gave her a reluctant smile. "Oh. Well…you're sure you're up to it, Jem?"

"I am if you are, Captain." She said unable to resist. I eyed her austerely.

"Just for that I should go, but I have heard that one ought to humor expectant mothers." I undressed and the bed creaked beneath my weight.

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"Jack," Jem asked as we dressed ourselves to go downstairs for food. "Are you happy about it? About the baby?"

"Luv, we have no home, I have no ship, no money so to speak of. I am a wanted man by The Royal Navy and the East India Trading Company and your father would love to see me with old Hobbs. Aye, Jem," my hand strayed downward, gently rubbing her stomach. "I'm happy and as proud as a stallion, but I am concerned. I am worried about you."

"Jack don't be," Jem plopped my hat on me head and started for the door. "My father is no where near us and he has no idea where we are. We are days away from The Royal Navy and I am sure William can find you work. When I am able, we will head back out to sea and plunder our weasly black guts out. We will even go get The Black Pearl. After all, we know where she is."

I looked at her apprehensively. "Luv, I know I can get money without doing an honest days work." I smiled at her. "I will not belittle myself to work for William Turner; after all I am Captain Jack Sparrow. Shoeing horses and hammering iron over a hot fire for a living is not in my future. Savvy?" I chucked her under the chin. "It is your health that concerns me. Many mothers' die in childbirth. Giving birth and its complications are the leading cause of death for women. I know this is not your first child but I am still afraid. I cannot lose you. I won't. You need to know, that if the choice arises between you or the child, I will choose you and I will not put up with your lip. Do you understand woman?"

She slipped her arm into mine. "I understand Captain. Now please stop your fretting and let us go get breakfast. I'm starving."

We went downstairs to find Justin and his wife accompanied by William and Elizabeth sitting at a long dining table. Elizabeth stared at us in surprise when she saw us standing in the doorway. She immediately rose to her feet and ran to Jem before Jem could reach the table.

"Oh Jem, are you alright?" Elizabeth asked as she embraced her. "William insisted that Justin was all the help you needed and he would not allow me or Kat to come see you. I am so glad you are alive and how is the…the…"

"The baby," I interjected and found it hard not to laugh at Elizabeth's reaction to Jem's entrance to the room. "The baby is doing fine Elizabeth. Justin has informed me that both mother and child will indeed survive."

Elizabeth released her death grip on Jem. "I was so worried about you. I thought you were a goner when Jack shot you… I mean…I couldn't believe it." She gave Jem another giant hug.

I rolled my eyes. "I wouldn't have shot anyone if William had been true to his word, or if you had just given me the bloody gun when I asked for it."

Will laughed. "Jack there are some things that take time and killing Captain Sparrow is one of them." He smiled at me and then he gave Jem a very passionate kiss. "Good to see you Captain Barbossa. I told you Jack wouldn't be mad if we changed coordinates. You're lucky you're so pretty. It's easier to follow your command and deal with Jack's wrath."

We all sat down at the table and had a fine meal of hot biscuits, right out of the oven, eggs, ham and coffee.

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Days past and they turned into weeks. The weather was hot and I found being tied to the land monotonous. I was hot and restless and dare I say, bored. I tried to find comfort from the constant warm trade winds but it was not easy. The nights, however, were pleasantly cool, making the island a paradise in which some could live, but not me. I was happy with the way things were going for my friends, and I knew deep in my heart I owed them some peaceful times. I enjoyed Jem's company but I needed more. I needed to head for the high seas and plunder and pillage for treasure. I knew I needed more, I needed my ship, but I could not pursuer her, yet.

James Norrington had mysteriously disappeared. I did promise him his freedom, so I could only assume when he hit land he found himself passage to Port Royal, or what ever destination he wanted. It did not worry me but Elizabeth and Will were somewhat concerned. Will was convinced James would not be true to his word; he would come after me and him and make sure we had a short drop and a sudden stop. Will figured James would kill the both of us and then take Elizabeth or Jem to be his wife. Norrington seemed to always be attracted to women he couldn't have. I told Will that would be a cold day in hell. There would be no way on God's green earth, Jem or Elizabeth would marry the man, especially if he was responsible for our death.

Jem was growing stronger, even though she remained extremely thin. She estimated she was three months pregnant and she continued to have her battles with morning sickness. Jem enjoyed walking around the island and conversing with the other pirates and other women. I would often see her watching the young wives playing with their children. I knew if we stayed any longer on this delightful island she would start getting ideas and I would either have to give into her and live on the land or, break her heart and head out to sea without her and our child. I couldn't do either. This time she would have to do as I say. She would have to leave the island and raise our child on The Black Pearl. Aye the Pearl, first I'd have to get her back.

Samantha found work in a tavern and all the young men were smitten with her. This did cause a rift between her and Charlie but she claimed she was young and had every right to play the field. Kat felt Samantha was being foolish and tried to comfort Charlie, but she had a rude awakening. He informed her he was not interested in her and told her she was too young, she was just a child. This hurt Kat and she became depressed. She even accused me of frightening Charlie away. The only reason he would not spend time with her was because she was the daughter of Captain Jack Sparrow, it had nothing to do with her age. I knew she was wrong but if it were true, it would not have upset me in the least. Charlie was a fine lad and I knew his heart ached for the fine Samantha.

Kat eventually got over Charlie, with the help of Will and Elizabeth. She bounced back and was better for it. She was learning how to play the harpsichord from Elizabeth and learning how to ride her horse, Jack. It was hard to keep the child away from her beloved horse and from William Turner. Will was an excellent teacher and he himself loves horses. He is very good with equines and with my daughter. He has a wonderful personality, a good sense of humor and I can only assume from a female's perspective, he is easy on the eyes. It is a good thing I think the world of William Turner, because Kat was beginning to sound like a broken instrument. Every sentence that came out of Kat's mouth either started with, or ended with, Will's name.

Kat was even learning the trade of a blacksmith. Elizabeth was not happy about this. Elizabeth's dream is to have Kat become a fine upstanding lady and marry a rich gentleman. Good luck, Jack Sparrow is her father, Will would tell her. I myself, was also not impressed with Kat's adventures with Will. My goals for Kat are simple. I want Kat to be just like me, a scallywag and a scourge of the Spanish Main and eventually, the captain of The Black Pearl. I even took the liberty to braid her unruly hair and watch them turn into dreadlocks as the days past. I decorated her braids with various beads and coins and I gave her a bone to wear in her hair. In my opinion, she looked breath taking. I wasn't sure if she appreciated my efforts but at the time she did not complain. I'm sure Elizabeth had a lot to say, but she always does. It seems everything she does for Kat is perfect but I am a bad influence. Pirate.

Will and Elizabeth were indeed, spoiling Kat. They were giving her anything she wanted. Will lived in a modest house. It was gracefully built and had large trees standing near it to give it plenty of shade. There was also a very nice stable to one side. It housed eight horses and his shop. Inside the house there were seven rooms on the bottom floor. Elizabeth had to have a formal dinning room and a music room. The kitchen was large, sunny and immaculate. There was a parlor for accepting guests which was elegantly decorated. Will had a library full of nautical books and horse books. I was surprised at how many books the lad had acquired. Last but not least there was one large lounge where the family spent most of their time. It was the most comfortable room with a large couch and many over stuffed chairs. Every room had large windows with wooden plantation blinds. The blinds helped the breeze to enter and kept the hot sun out. In the front of the house was the foyer, in which there was a wide, winding stairway leading up to a great hallway and many rooms. Kat's was the first room on the left. It was large and quite beautiful. Elizabeth had decorated it with yellow walls, a blue bed with blue bed-hangings, and much blue and white porcelain about.

There was a large closet and chests full of clothes. Like I said, what ever she wanted she got. Jem and I were invited to move into the house with them, but I declined. I figured Jem would not want to live under the same roof with little Bill since he tortured her dog so. Jem, I am sure would have loved to have these nice things about her but I wanted to be the one to give them to her. Also, I could not see myself settling down on land, I was, indeed growing moody. The sea was calling to me. I do not belong on land and neither does Jem. I want her to have the proper attention while she is pregnant but I am just not a patient man. As the weeks past, I came to the conclusion I had to get away. I was going to go nuts and this would be the longest six months until my child arrived.

Late one evening I was sitting in the almost empty, Boar's Head Tavern. Jem had been out all day with Elizabeth at Elizabeth's private swimming hole, that's a different story. Men are not aloud. I would have to check into that. Anyway, Jem was tiered; I could not sleep, so I took comfort with a bottle. In fact five bottles, but who's counting? I was on my sixth one when Will joined me.

"Jack I am sorry to be so late. Elizabeth was putting Bill to bed and needed my help. Kat was also having difficulties. She is growing so fast and she is so intelligent but Jack, the child is insecure. She feels she is ugly and her hair is unruly. I wish she would stop comparing herself to Jem. You should talk to her. We all know she is a beautiful young lady and Lord knows she has your eyes."

Will waved to Samantha to bring him a tankard of rum. "I guess I should tell you before you or Jem see her; she cut off her raven locks. She claimed they were unruly and fuzzy. She truly hated the dreadlocks." Will glanced at me as he took his drink from Samantha. "If her hair can't be as silky as Jem's, she doesn't want it. I have to admit her hair does look better short, of course Elizabeth does not agree with me. Elizabeth is furious. Kat was so upset; I hope you don't mind I gave her a small gift. I gave her a puppy."

I looked at him with astonishment and shook my head. "William how in the world do you think a puppy is going to help Kat? It will not bring her beautiful hair back. You must stop spoiling MY child. What blasted name did she give the pup? Did she name him Captain, or did she name him Jack, after me and her adorable horse." I narrowed my eyes and raised my long finger towards Will. "No better yet, it's a cute puppy, right? I'd say she named it William and it will keep her warm at night. Aye yes, and the first words that will pass her lips in the morning and the last ones at night will be, William, or Will. Will, Will, Will," I said sarcastically, as I waved my hands through the air."

Will picked up a mug and looked at me. "Jack, your in a foul mood aren't you? I don't know why you would think she would name a puppy Will. She named it Tiger."

"Tiger? That is a cat's name. Tigers are cats," I said scornfully.

"It is not! Tiger can be a dog's name, also. I had a dog named Tiger and my mother said it was a fine name and my mother knew. Anyway," he added, "Tiger does not know it is a cat's name. Yes, he is cute and he will be very big and if you have to know, yes the dog is sleeping in her room. You are grumpy tonight. Did you get in a fight with Jem?"

I tossed my head back and rolled my eyes. "No William, Jem, and I are doing fine. We are better than fine. Can you not see there is a change in the weather? I don't belong here. I belong at sea, I belong on The Pearl. I want my child to be born on The Pearl and I want to marry Jem on me ship, preferably before the baby is born. Neither one will occur if I don't have me ship. Savvy?"

I looked over at Will and could tell he was paying no attention to me. The tavern was small and there were many tables crowded closely together about the room but most of them were empty. It appeared it was just the two of us and four other men in a far corner. Will sat at the table holding his tankard of rum and wore an amused expression on my face.

"You know Jack, it always amazes me. The best food in this town can be had here, but the brothel upstairs receives more clientele. Look at those poor sailors." Will nodded his head toward the back stairs. "I have been watching sailors climbing up and down those stairs for the past ten minutes."

"William," I nudged his rum with mine in order to get his attention. "Will, it is madness to linger here," I said, casting furtive glances about the room. "I'm beginning to think I've lost my mind. I have to go get me ship and I have to know what Barbossa is up too. I will not be able to rest knowing he is after Jem and my child. William, come with me and let us go get The Pearl. We will leave the women here. Kat will not miss us for she has her beloved horse and now her Tiger, I mean her dog, puppy. Let us go tonight."

Will now looked at me. "Relax Jack; Barbossa is not lurking around dark corners for you or Jem. If he were coming after you, you would know it. No one knows we are here." Will leaned back in his chair and almost fell backwards.

I grabbed Will's leg and pulled him forward before he fell all the way. I could not help but laugh. "Will, it was not my idea to come to Santa Maria. Don't get me wrong, I am glad you and Jem changed our coordinates but I am a man of the sea and I must head back out. I can not stay on land too long, it is bad for me health. Too much alcohol and too many women." I hoisted the bottle to my mouth as I also gazed at the narrow staircase.

"Jem is doing well and I will leave her here in the care of Justin and his pregnant wife along with Elizabeth and Kat. Did you know Justin's child is due any day?"

Will looked at me with disbelief. "You will leave Jem here with Elizabeth? You are assuming I am leaving Elizabeth." Will took a long drink and smiled and then gestured to Samantha to bring two more drinks. "Jack I will go with you, but you must first marry Jem. You should do the honorable thing. Father Casey would be glad to give you his blessing. I have to tell you, I am thankful every day for you bringing a priest to Elizabeth and me. We're together forever and we are very happy."

I pushed my chair back and narrowed my eyes on Will. "I have all intentions on marrying Jem, but I cannot do it until I have me ship."

"Why are you so obsessed with getting married on your ship?" Will asked in exasperation and almost knocked Samantha down when she delivered the rum.

"William, I have taken care of Jem and seen to all her needs, as she has mine. We are both content with the way things are. When I asked her to marry me it was done as a bet and I won. Of course the stipulation was we had to get married on The Black Pearl. Jem and I have both agreed on this and she is willing to wait."

Samantha snickered at me as she turned to leave. "Jack Sparrow, are you getting cold feet, or is Jem? Jem has probably seen all your bad points and she is getting smart."

I sneered at Samantha's back. "I have good points too Lass, don't forget that. I know for a fact, you have seen them."

Will laughed. "Jack, you yourself said you wish to be married before the child arrives. Answer me this Jack, if Kat were with child would you want her lover to wait and marry her? Would you let some young scoundrel make her his whore while he was off searching for his, SHIP?"

"Jem is not a whore!" I exploded at Will's words as I slammed my drink down on the table. The four men at the other table now looked over at us.

"Nor is she married." Will stormed back.

"Married!" I flashed my kohl rimmed eyes on him. "Does marriage guarantee that a man and woman will remain faithful to each other? No! Is it a testimony of undying love?" I looked at the back staircase. "Not in most cases. I guess it does keep a child from being labeled a bastard, but there are too many bastards in this world for that to matter."

Will stood up and looked down at me. "Well, I for one Jack Sparrow am not a bastard. I do not know your birth details and I don't care to find out. Sadly I do know Kat's, and lucky for her she has me, even though she takes your name. My parents, loved one another and they married before I was even conceived. Like wise, my son Bill. It is easy for you to scoff at marriage, for it is only the woman who is condemned for living unlawfully with a man."

"Will who is condemning Jem? I told you, she and I agreed." I pushed my hat back and looked Will straight in the eye. "I can't believe I have fallen so hard for this woman. The one and only thing that use to be in my heart was The Black Pearl."

Will once again sat down and propped his feet on the table. "So Jack, you are head over heals in love with her and you are convinced that you both will remain faithful to each other IF, you are married on The Black Pearl?"

"Enough William," I moaned in my rum. "I love Jem and she loves me, what else do I need? I want her more then anything but yes marriage scares me to death! I have lived my life independently, with no responsibilities-needing no one."

"Jack, you do not have to explain yourself to me. You just have to understand yourself. You have responsibilities weather you like it or not. You are Captain Jack Sparrow. Note, Captain! Kat is your daughter and Jem is pregnant with your child. If you go off after The Pearl and Barbossa kills you, your child will be as you so kindly put it, a bastard."

"Blasted Will, I told you. Jem and I will get married on The Black Pearl!"

As Will and I argued a very old man with white hair shot us a quick look. He had dark brown eyes. He looked familiar but I could not place him. The men sitting next to him appeared to be locals sharing his table and drinking to each others health. The old man stood up and approached our table. He was slim and handsome, he had white hair, lean features and his skin was very pale. He looked as if he might have been carved from marble, he was so white and his face was so expressionless save for the eyes. The eyes were very large and dark.

"Well, well, look what the tide washed ashore. What brings you gentlemen to this part of the world? Did you not get the proper coordinates, Sparrow? What's wrong with you, don't ya want ya ship back? Are you going to stay here till ya bones dry out and the ship rots?"

I looked at him. "It's Captain, Captain Sparrow, if you please and as far as the tide, perhaps it can wash us out." I gave the stranger a golden grin. "It appears you have me at a disadvantage. You know who I am but I do not know you."

"That is not important Captain Sparrow. I could not but help to hear your discussion and I may just have some information for you. Are you interested?"

Will rolled his eyes and finished his drink. "Captain Sparrow is not one for talking quietly, unless it has to deal with buried treasure. If this information will not profit him or me, we are not interested. I am sure the only thing you want from us is gold and as of now we have none. Now be gone with you."

The man looked at Will and shook his head. "Lad, I was not speaking to you. I should say he probably hates you. I'd say you are good with the sword and you are better than him. Obviously you are a ladies man. You speak highly of marriage and of children. Do you have a wife in ever port? Are you the father of many?" The pale man gave Will an eerie smile. "I am surprised Captain Sparrow has a friend like you, or should I say, you have a friend like him."

"Sir, you do not know me. Jack asked who you are and you did not answer. Who are you and why do you care about our conversation?"

"I am nobody, I am just passing, and I should go."

"Wait," Will's voice was not loud but there was command in his tone. "Who is it that would hate me so and that I am better than? Do you speak of Hector Barbossa? Are you one of his lackeys? Well, you can tell him we will speak to him and not his second hand man. Now, Captain Sparrow and I would appreciate it if you would just walk away."

The old man looked at me a placed his stone white hand on my shoulder. "I shall speak to you later." He then placed on the table a gold piece. He looked at Will tauntingly. "I am not riffraff or a vagabond. I am a swordsman and better then most around. Hope Lad, you and I will never cross blades." Turning swiftly, he walked out of the Boar's Head leaving William and I.

Will frowned at the coin on the table and then looked at me. "Do you know him then?"

I looked at the door and then at Will. "I do not. I think I know who he might have been, but why he is here, how he is here, in this place, I do not know."

"Well Captain, shall we have a double round of drinks before we go back to our perspective Lass's? Since Jem and the child are doing well." Will waved to Samantha once more and she immediately brought over two more full tankards of rum. He picked his up and hit it against mine. "You really should make Jem an honest woman before she has your second child. You must realize if you do not marry her she will leave you someday. You may be cute but she isn't stupid. You certainly would not want her to sail out of your life would you?"

"William the subject is closed. Until I have the Pearl, Jem will remain a Barbossa. Savvy?" I picked up my mug and stared at the door and then at the narrow staircase in which men were still going up but none were coming down. The stranger's dark eyes haunted me. That was Bootstraps, that was Bootstraps Bill. But how could it be? What a silly question. How could Barbossa still be alive? How could I fall in love with Barbossa's only daughter? Yes, it is a pirate's life and it is interesting, very interesting. Bootstraps alive and he has information for me. I drained my first drink and went for the next. I said nothing to William. Bootstraps did not introduce himself to his son and I could only assume he was waiting for the most opportune moment.

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I woke with a start, calling Jem's name. I looked at the empty place in the bed beside me; the nightmare that had awakened me was still lingering vividly in my mind. I had dreamed that after all this time of devoting myself to Jem, giving her all of myself; she had suddenly cast me aside without a second thought because another man had caught her eye. I kept hearing what Will said to me the night before. "You must remember that you are not married and it could end someday."

I looked about the room and suddenly felt depressed. The door opened and Jem entered. She smiled at me and came over to the bed. "Well sleepy head, it's nice to see your beautiful eyes open. By the state you were in last night I would say your head must be pounding. You were mighty drunk when you finally came to bed. If William was in the same condition I am sure you will get the wrath of Elizabeth today." She pushed my hair back and then went and threw open the blinds. I covered my eyes, for the light was blinding and my head was pounding slightly.

"Jack," Jem tossed herself on the bed beside me. "Please don't feel we have to be married before the child is born. Maybe he or she will be a monster and you will want to disown us both." She laughed and gave me a fiery kiss. "I would never hold you to our bet Luv, especially since I was the one who lost. I know you love me and I feel the same for you. If your wish is to get married on The Black Pearl, then that is what we will do. If we never find The Pearl, we just won't get married."

I shot up straight in the bed and looked at her to see if she was joking. I could tell she wasn't. "What do you mean, if we NEVER find The Pearl? Are you turning yellow Jem? Have I done something to offend you?"

Jem rolled off the bed and tossed me my clothes. "No silly, I will love you until the day you die. I just want you to know, I do not need to marry you to love you, and to have your child. We were not married when we had Pearl and we don't have to be now."

She walked across the room and started to brush her hair. "As far as talking to ghosts, if you were sober last night I might have taken you seriously. If you truly believe you saw Bootstraps, perhaps you should tell William. What can it hurt? I guess when you think about it, why not? Why can't Bootstraps still be alive? Stranger things have happened. Now get yourself up and dressed. We are all going on a picnic and taking a swim at Elizabeth's private pool." She walked over to the door and opened it. Before she left she turned towards me. "I love you Jack Sparrow and I won't leave you, don't ever doubt that. Now hurry up."

I joined Jem downstairs and she was already with Elizabeth, Samantha and Kat. I glanced at Kat and gave her a slight smirk. "Nice hair child. I take it you like the new look?" Then I noticed she had a heavy line of kohl makeup around her eyes. I decided not to say anything about that. In away, I felt honored.

Jem smiled at me and ran her fingers through Kat's sheared off locks. "Jack you wear your hair the way you want too and she will wear hers the way she wants too."

Jem wrapped her arm around Kat. "I think it is very attractive Luv and don't let your father ever give you dreadlocks again."

Elizabeth waltzed over to me. "If it makes you feel any better Jack, I don't like it either but it will grow back. I know from experience. Now I will have to teach her how to put on eyeliner." She grasped my chin in her hand and looked into my kohl rimmed eyes. "Of course I know that will all come off after our swim." She released my chin and turned to face the women, "speaking of swimming, it is a beautiful day and I have prepared an excellent meal of fresh fruit, baked chicken, rolls, corn on the cob and chocolate cake."

"Chocolate cake is Will's favorite," Kat interrupted. "Of course Will loves chicken too. Will…"

I walked over to Kat and placed my hand over her mouth. I couldn't take it any more. As she struggled to get away I looked at Elizabeth.

"Where prey tell, is William?"

"Will had to finish up a job this morning so you Jack, are invited to come with us or wait for him."

By this time Kat had licked my hand and made it so wet she squirmed away and hid behind Jem. I looked over at Jem. I was going to ask her what she preferred but she and Kat were in a private conversation, seeming to be enjoying themselves. I was glad Jem was getting along with the other women. It would make my departure a whole lot easier and then my return would also be appreciated. Jem was enjoying her time with Kat, Samantha and Elizabeth. I knew Elizabeth liked Jem and she felt safe around her. Who wouldn't, Jem is an excellent shot and a wonderful swordsmen. I was glad Elizabeth had showed Jem her secret place and was willing to share it with Will and me.

When I could not get Jem's attention I realized there was no way I was going to a swimming hole with all those females. I may be a man who can handle women but I knew right then and there I was looking at trouble. I gave Elizabeth a wide grin as I wiped my wet hand on my breeches. "Elizabeth Luv, I think I will wait for William and we will join you later."

The women left and a good two hours later William walked into the parlor. He looked hot and sweaty and very annoyed. He poured himself a glass of cold water from a nearby pitcher and he was grumbling to himself. I had the distinct feeling he thought he was alone, as he spoke to himself. "Really Mister Turner, you call that shoeing a horse? You think I should pay you for this? The shoes are uneven and my horse will go lame. I can't pay you for that. You want how much?"

Will tossed his glass across the room and was now yelling at no one. "Bloody pirates, what do they expect? Everyone around here wants something for nothing." He sat down in a large chair and bowed his head as he ran his fingers through his unruly curls. "I want more for you Elizabeth, I want more for us and for our kids. It is time I did something meaningful with my life." He stood up and threw his sword at the wall clock. The weapon hit the middle of the clock and then the sword and clock fell to the floor.

"Whoa mate, that's a fine trick if you are trying to stop time." I pulled myself up from my prone position on the couch and sat staring at Will; of course by this time I was quite drunk. "I didn't mean to eavesdrop on your private moment Whelp, but I opted to wait for you and I made myself at home." I held up a bottle and took a swig. "Savvy?"

William looked at me with alarm. He walked over and picked up his sword. "I'm glad you are comfortable Jack; please don't tell Elizabeth I ruined her clock." Will walked over to me and pulled the bottle of rum from my hand and took a drink.

"Really Jack, did you not have enough of this last night? I have to say, Elizabeth was not all that thrilled with my condition but," he gave me a wicked grin. "She forgave me before the sun rose. I do have to admit though, my head is aching my stomach is queasy and I have no desire to go swimming."

I stood up and patted him on the back. "Lad, you best be doing what your woman wants. I've been waiting for you and I know she has prepared a fine meal for us. So you best be showing me the way." I took the bottle from Will and swaggered my way over to the door. I turned to face him. Will shook his head and tossed my hat at me. "Lad, don't worry about the clock, I'll take the blame for that and as far as your life and family, I'll take care of that too." I tossed the empty bottle at Will and walked out into the hot afternoon sun.

Will threw the bottle on the sofa and quietly followed me. He surprised me when he took hold of my arm and turned me around to look me straight in the eye. "You know Jack, I'd have to say you're my best friend but I'm not sure if I can follow you. I mean what kind of life can you offer me and my family? You're a bloody pirate."

"William, William, you forgot one very important thing. I'm Captain Jack Sparrow. Now, let us enjoy this summer day and then I will fix yours, I mean, our lives. I have a surprise for you that you will always remember." I was now thinking about Bootstraps and whether I should tell Will his father was alive. I gave him a crooked smile and decided against it. "By the way Whelp, last I checked you were a bloody pirate too."

Summer had come to the island and it was hot, bringing with it a glorious burst of tropical color. As we walked along a narrow path Will started to talk nonstop. "Elizabeth found this pond by accident one day as she walked the island. She had gone exploring by herself while I was working and Bill was taking a nap. It is hidden in the forest quite a good distance from the town. Some of the pirates do make her uncomfortable. She is happy to have Jem, Kat and Samantha around." Will looked up into the clear sky and the sun was beating down on us. "By the time we reach the swimming hole I most likely will be hungry and ready to take a swim."

As we walked along the path the trees were sparse and there was no way we could hide from the blazing sun. "Jack, I think I know where this place is, but don't blow up if we don't find it. I was told to head towards the towering mountain in front of us."

I glanced at Will as I wiped the sweat from my brow. The mountain that was in front of us seemed to stand alone and it looked very far away. It was usually engulfed with a swirling mist of clouds but today the clouds did not cling to it. We continued toward the mountain and the center of the island. It was getting hotter and hotter.

Will and I were both sweating like over worked horses and we both had discarded our jackets and shirts and left them on the trail. "Will why in blazes you would let Elizabeth walk out here by herself is beyond me, especially if she does not trust the island folk."

Will frowned at me as he wiped the sweat from his eyes. "She insisted on going. I know she can take care of herself and she, like me, cherishes her privacy. In Port Royal she always took long walks."

"This is not Port Royal! There are wild pigs living at the foot of the mountain. If the girls walk too far, they could be attacked and killed! But no worries, I'm sure Jem will shoot any dangerous animals before it is too late."

"Killed?" Will turned a little pale. "Elizabeth has never been gone long enough to reach the mountain. The mountain had been her destination the day she had first decided to explore, but to my knowledge she never made it. She had planned to climb the foothills until she could stand in the midst of the swirling gray clouds. She told me she wanted to lose herself in that primitive splendor, wanting a single sunray to break through the clouds and touch her. She never fulfilled that desire, for she found another island wonder that day. She found her private pond."

I scowled at Will. "How long is she usually gone?"

"Only an hour," Will replied.

"Will, we are going the wrong way. I'd be willing to wager she has found the same pool that I used to go to. If it is, I can understand her wish for privacy, it is a lovely place. Follow me." I turned around and headed down the path. I left the path and followed a trail of trampled grass that did indeed lead toward the mountain. The grassy trail led to a stream. We could hear the trickling of running water. It was a stream running down from the mountain. A few steps more and we both saw Elizabeth's little paradise, her hidden pool formed by the stream.

I slowed our pace not wanting to make a lot of noise and thinking we could sneak up on the women. When I came to the trees bordering the stream, I was the one who was taken by surprise. Elizabeth was lying on the soft grass beside the pool, completely at ease, and completely naked. Lying beside her was Jem in the same state. Jem's whole body was a golden tan. She lay on her back with the sun caressing her, one leg raised, her hands clasped behind her head, and her damp hair spread on the grass above her. Will came up behind me and bumped into me hard.

"Jack, why did you…stop?" Will also stared for a long moment at then tried to pull me back.

I pulled away from him and gave him an immoral look. "Well, evidently the girls were not expecting us. I'm beginning to think your wife deliberately gave you the wrong directions."

Jem stirred and looked over at the both of us. "Jack!" Jem sat up and looked directly at us. I placed my finger to my lips and instructed her to keep quiet. She gave me a wide smile, grabbed a towel that was lying next to her and wrapped it around her body. She stood up and walked through the dappling sunlight that covered the grassy left bank of the stream. She then dropped the towel, motioned for me to come forward as she entered the pool. Jem was standing near a miniature waterfall which fell down into the pool and the water was crystal-clear. The pool was surrounded by tall tress, thick ferns and flowers. There were heavy branches that fell over the stream on both ends, nearly touching the water. While I watched Jem, I could see that she was talking with Samantha and Kat who were well hidden behind the branches.

As Jem was swimming with the girls I sauntered over to the still sleeping Elizabeth. Will attempted to stop me but I was too quick and his hand slipped off my arm.

"Jack this is not right. You will embarrass her, and I will have to pay the consequences. Jack stop, Elizabeth is my wife and she is more modest then Jem. I can't believe she is naked. Jack, I'm sorry but I have to insist you stop. That is just the way it is, stop now!" Will was now beside me and he grabbed my arm with force, turning me around and almost knocking me off balance.

We were now standing over Elizabeth as I turned my eyes on Will to confront him. "William, are you not hungry, are you not hot? It would be worse to disturb your wife while she sleeps. She needs her rest, and we need food."

"Will! Jack!" Elizabeth gasped as she opened her eyes to find Will and I standing above her. She stared at us for what seemed like an eternity, unable to say anything. I stood over her with my legs astride and hands on my hips. The sun lit the edges of her hair and it looked like liquid gold.

"Aye Elizabeth, you were expecting us were you not?" I couldn't help but too laugh.

Elizabeth quickly rolled over and grabbed her dress to hide her nakedness, then scrambled to her feet, holding the dress in front of her and hiding behind Will. Her cheeks were bright pick. I could not tell if it was from the sun or from embarrassment.

Will also started to laugh as he placed his arm around her. "Really Elizabeth, were you not expecting us? Did you deliberately try to send us the wrong way?"

As Will attempted to calm Elizabeth down I removed my knee-length boots and started to remove my breeches.

"Jack, stop!" Elizabeth screamed, almost dropping her dress. "There are young girls here. Are you nuts?"

"Some have said I am," I replied, as I looked over at the water and smiled at Jem. I then turned my gaze to Elizabeth. I wanted so much to join Jem in the sparkling water, but I could not pass up taunting Elizabeth.

"Aye Luv, I am going to join Jem and take a swim. I happen to be very hot and I wish to join me lady in the cool pool. It appears to me you did not wish to get your clothing wet, so why should I? Is there something I have that I should be ashamed of?" I looked down upon my body and then at her. I gave her my infamous grin.

"For God's sake Jack, one of them is your daughter, and if you must know they are swimming in their shifts. They would not swim in the… in the…"

"Nude?" I asked in exasperation, as I looked at Elizabeth. "And why not? Jem is and I can only assume you were." I started to undo my sash.

"Jack, why do you have to be so stubborn?" Elizabeth approached me and pulled my hand away from my belt. "If you must know, Jem convinced me to lie out in the sun. She said I should try to relax and enjoy the heat, so she persuaded me to remove all my clothes. Jem is different, she is fearless and carefree. I wish I was more like her, but I am not and I don't want Kat to be either.

I looked over at Jem and then back at Elizabeth. "Aye Luv, Jem is different but what I saw I'd say you are both beautiful."

Will pulled the blushing Elizabeth back. "Jack, I will have to ask you to stop teasing Elizabeth. You owe her an apology. I told you it was wrong."

Elizabeth was once again hiding behind Will as she put on her cotton shift. After she was decent she stood beside Will and shyly looked at me. "I really thought you would have been more of a gentleman and announced yourself when you arrived."

"HA! You weren't expecting us." I raised my hand to her face and held her chin with my hand as I kissed her softly, then smiled lazily at her. "I am not a gentlemen, I am a pirate, Luv. When there is a treasure to behold I will look. Not all treasure is silver and gold, some is pink and voluptuous. Savvy?"

Elizabeth pulled away from me and slapped me hard. Her face was beat red and I could tell she was very self-conscious. I pulled back and looked at Will. Will pulled Elizabeth into his arms and lowered his angered eyes on me. "Jack, you did deserve that."

I rubbed my check. "Yea, I think I did, but in me own defense William, you did not say anything either."

"Damn you Jack! When will you ever grow up?"

I looked over at Jem and then back at Elizabeth. "Jem is right, you should loosen up Elizabeth." I glanced at William and gave him a slight smile. "Your wife will have to give up her prudish ways for a while because I do not intend to swim in me clothes and Jem is waiting for me. Elizabeth Luv, you really should learn how to let your hair down and enjoy yourself. Now if taken off me breeches is going to offend you, then maybe your husband should take you off into the woods." I winked at William and once again started to remove my breeches.

"Jack please!" Elizabeth shrieked. "Stop thinking of yourself and please for once, think of others. Think of your daughter. What kind of an impression do you want to make for her?" Elizabeth's eyes were as round as saucers and they were throwing fire in my direction. "William, will you please talk some sense into Jack?"

Before Will could say anything Jem was standing behind me. I felt her hands on my shoulders and then she ran her fingers through my hair and caressed my back. I turned around and she overpoweringly, kissed me. As we kissed I could feel a fire building inside me and I totally forgot about Elizabeth and William. She stood in front of me and all I wanted to do was run my hands through her hair, touch her bronzed cheeks and taste her lips. Her long wet hair was covering her body and she started pulling me toward the water.

"I've missed you Jack, now stop giving Elizabeth a hard time and join me in the water." She stopped and turned to the Turners. "Elizabeth, Will, I apologize for Jack since he will never admit he is bloody wrong."

I lowered my dark eyes on her. "Jem you don't have to apologize, I'm not wrong."

Jem grabbed my belt and pulled me toward the pool. "Come on Jack, let us go play. I'm getting cold."

"There you go Jack." Elizabeth spoke up. "You see Jem does not want you to undress either. Now you have an excuse."

I shot a look over at Elizabeth that made her shutter back behind Will. "Elizabeth I do not need excuses. Jem is just impatient and with due right. If I hadn't been arguing with you I'd be in the water by now." I now glared at Will. "Whelp, why don't you take your beautiful wife?" I ran my eyes up and down her body, "and her excuses, into the pool? I think she could use a little cooling off, or should I say a little heating up."

I placed my arm around Jem and headed for the water fall. I turned to see Will and Elizabeth in a heated conversation. I shook my head as I spoke out to Will. "Lad I do pity you. She is a pretty little pet, especially when she is undressed…but…Ouch!" I turned and stared at Jem.

Jem jabbed me again with her elbow. "Jack stop it, you have already humiliated her enough. Not everybody is as good natured as me. Elizabeth and William are a different breed than we are, don't ruin the day. Can you not admit you are bloody wrong and just apologize for your rudeness?"

Elizabeth once again was a nice shade of scarlet I playfully jabbed Jem back and then looked at Will. "As I was saying she is beautiful, but she is a tyrant. If I have offended either one of you please accept me apology." I did not wait for a response since my admission of guilt was not earnest. I pulled Jem into the water and pushed her under the waterfall.

After our swim and a nourishing lunch, Jem and I lay down in the cool grass together. The more time I spent with Jem the happier I was that she was nothing like Elizabeth. I was really beginning to feel sorry for William. After awhile Jem became very quiet. I sat leaning against a tree with her sitting in between my legs. She had inched her way down and settled her head on my stomach. Before I knew it, she was sound asleep. I sat for a long time watching her as her chest rose ever so slightly and her eye lashes fluttered against her tan checks. I ran my fingers through her silky hair wondering how I got so lucky as to have such a beautiful and fun loving child like Jem, to love me.

I almost fell asleep myself when I heard Kat squeal as Will tossed her into the water fall. I watched Kat as she played in the water with her mother, William and Samantha. Will and Kat were having a wonderful time. Kat really did adore Will and I was a little jealous, maybe a lot. Elizabeth was doing her best not to get splashed and Samantha was climbing on Will trying to dunk him and get Kat away from him. Elizabeth was doing her best to avoid any eye contact with me. When I spoke to her I would only get a small response. Obviously I overstepped my bounds when it comes to Elizabeth Turner. I was lucky my Jem was not so frigid.

As I watched the young ones play I saw movement in the trees behind them. At first I thought I was seeing things. Looking and watching my eyes caught something again and this time it seemed closer. I shifted my gaze. Had I been mistaken? There was nothing. Yet even as I turned away my eyes caught the movement again. I waited a moment and then …yes, it was smoke. Only a suggestion, and it was some distance off, perhaps two or three miles but there was smoke.

Villagers perhaps, no it was not near the village, it was toward the coast on the other side of the island. My curiosity got the better of me and suddenly I became aware that I was walking, I was heading toward the smoke. I had gently laid Jem down and covered her with a blanket. I did not inform the others I was leaving; I figured they would not miss me. As I wandered off I could hear Kat's voice. "Will! Will! Will!"

"Feet," I said aloud, "I know you shall lead me to trouble. For surely, I am heading for pirates. Mean, viscous, heartless pirates who do not live on this island."

It took me more than an hour to get close to the smoke. The camp was on high ground among the pines and I could see the fire a good hundred yards in front of me. The flames were very large and they were getting out of hand. These interlopers were less than careful, which did not surprise me.

I paused behind some brush and looked them over carefully. At the distance I could only make out the fire, some smoke, and several people, more than I had expected to see. I had started to approach closer for a better look when I heard, close by me, a faint chink of metal on metal.

Instantly, I was immobile, my hand went to where my sword should hang but I had not put it back on. The brush was thick; I squatted to peer through the stems where there might be fewer leaves. I found myself looking into a pair of squinting blue eyes, belonging to a man who was crouching not six feet from me and he had his pistol pointed at my head.

"Captain Jack Sparrow," he said to me. "May I be of service?"

"You got me." I blinked and raised my hands in the air. "You have the advantage over me; you have a gun pointed at my head and a blade in your other hand."

"I asked you a question, Captain? May I be of service to you?"

I squinted my eyes and smiled at him as I pushed his gun down out of my face. "That you may," I replied. "I'd like to know who the bloody hell you are and what is going on here."

"I am merely a passing wayfarer left ashore by the ship, The Bonaventure. We were attacked by pirates. We were attacked by the Black Pearl. I'm guessing you know nothing about that?"

My eyes opened wide as I pulled back to look at him. "Where is your ship now? Where is The Bonaventure, did she sink? Where is The Pearl and why are you the only one here?" I looked to see if there was anyone else nearby. "Why should I believe you? How do I know you are not with them?"

"Ah, you're rather cocky, aren't you? You question my word, Sparrow? Do you wish to fight me, if so stand up like a man, call me a liar, and then make your peace with the Lord."

I looked at him and rolled my eyes. "I do not wish to fight with you but I will fight for The Black Pearl. Can you tell me where she makes berth?"

"Aye, my friend I can, but you will have to fight for her and most likely you will loose. You see that fire?"

"Aye."

"You see that man yonder, who stands beside it?"

I looked and I saw the pale aged white haired man with the piercing dark eyes. I was once again looking at Bootstraps Bill.

"That man yonder, who stands beside that fire, is a swordsman. He's one of the best. He is Hector Barbossa's right hand man. He has been ordered to kill you for the life of his son, William Turner. I believe you know him." The stranger said sarcastically.

I looked into the man's deep blue eyes and smirked. "Aye, I know him well."

"It appears," the odd man continued. "Barbossa holds something over that man or over William his son. I do not know. I do know trouble follows him; he is walking hand in hand with it. I believe he wants to be free of Barbossa and he will succeed. He just simply, has to kill you, for his son."

"Yes, how simple." I squinted my eyes and gave the stranger kneeling in front of me a slight smile. I looked over towards Bootstraps. "Only one of the best you say? Then perhaps I should introduce myself to him and we can see what 'best' is."

The stranger slowly stood up and unlimbered himself. I did the same. He was a good two inches taller than I and perhaps twenty pounds more in weight. He had a long, haggard face and half an ear missing. I wasn't going to ask. His hands were extraordinarily large and his feet as well. He was clad in rags, the merest remnants of a uniform.

"Who am I you ask? Just a poor sailorman who's been ashore these past months, dodging those pirates and keeping a weather eye for a sea-worthy ship to take me home. I refuse to sail on a pirate ship and it appears that is all I can acquire on this spit of land."

"Do you have a name? You know mine, Captain Jack Sparrow. Now there's a name!"

The man gave me a distasteful look. "You do think a lot of yourself don't you?"

"Why of course I do, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, Savvy?"

"I know who you are!" The man put his gun and sword away and shook his head at my comment. "If I tell you my name you must promise me you will not run and you will help me. You can not get rid of me so easy. I can show you to The Black Pearl, but you have to share whatever it is you eat, I'll drink to your wake, and I'll have nothing to do with your fancy ship, or your woman. All I want is Hector Barbossa."

"My woman?" I narrowed my eyes on this large man.

"Don't get me wrong! I like woman as well as the next man, but why you have to have Barbossa's daughter is beyond me. I've been a rich man twice, left for dead once, twice a slave, and many times a prisoner. I know when to fight and when to run. My name is Captain Robert Barbossa, in service with the Royal Navy, or I was. I am Hector's older brother and I am not proud of it. You see he is a pirate and I am not. I loath the whole lot of you and I only offer to help you because you can help me. You see, I want to see my brother hang. You are slightly better than my brother, but not by much. You are still a pirate, and the whole lot of you should hang."

I stood still and stared at him for a long while. "All right, Robert, come along with me if you wish, but if trouble comes, you stand to that sword or I'll have no part of you."

I turned my attention to the camp. We were some distance off but I could hear low voices and then I saw Barbossa standing next to Bootstraps. I couldn't believe Bootstraps had intentions of killing me. Barbossa most have something up his nasty sleeve and I had to figure out what it was. What was he holding over Bootstraps head and how did Barbossa think he could harm William?

I couldn't believe Barbossa was so close and so was The Black Pearl. Three months? Three bloody months I have been on this island and they have been here too. Jem was so sure Barbossa was no where near us and he had no idea where we were. William tired to convince me Barbossa would not be lurking in the shadows. To my disappointment I would have to inform the both of them that they were bloody wrong. Bloody, bloody wrong.

A/N Wow it has been awhile. As you can see I have plenty of ideas for my story, I just seem to have a lack of time. I hope you all enjoy the story and stick with me. Hopefully my next update won't take a month. Thanks for all your reviews. Keep them coming. I love hearing from all of you.

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