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I couldn't resist, I had to write two more chapters. This is of course Jack's epilogue, and I hope Willy's will follow shortly. I am sorry for the delay. Thanks once again to all my wonderful reviewers. You guys make writing worth while. Thank you so much, and without further ado:

Chapter 25

Captain Jack Sparrow, at last.

Captain Jack Sparrow, who was in fact Captain Jack Sparrow woke up to the sun shining in his cabin. He wiped the sleep from his eyes, looked around, and smiled, he was home. He did not care why or how, but he was home.

He immediately remembered what could have happened and felt his face. He relaxed when he felt his trademark dreadlocks and braided beard. Then the Captain noticed his present attire.

He stood up and literally ripped off his clothes. On not being able to find his regular outfit, Jack tied the dirty towel around his waist and proceeded to go outside.

He was met by Gibbs and a steaming basin of water. "For your bath Captain." "Bath?" Captain Jack looked himself up and down, he was 'squeaky' clean. "I need some dirt Gibbs, and kohl." He hadn't looked at himself in the mirror, But Captain Sparrow was pretty sure his eyes were not rimmed.

To say Mr Gibbs was confused would be a vast understatement. "All right Capn'. Miss Elizabeth wants to talk with ye." "Elizabeth?" "Yes Capn' she's in my cabin."

Jack immediately went in that direction, wearing nothing but the towel on his mid section. Elizabeth without the whelp? His mind only went in one direction. He was a pirate after all.

Jack flung open the door and looked at the half scared to death young woman looking back at him. "You finally decide to leave the boy for a man luv?" She knew instantly he wasn't Mr Wonka anymore. "Jack?" "Who else?"

Miss Elizabeth Swann had every intention of embracing her old friend, but then she remembered who he was; and how he would enjoy that far too much. "We have to save Will." If Jack could have a shilling for every time she said that.

"What?" "You, or rather Mr Wonka, locked him in the brig." Captain Sparrow could not imagine the effeminate man whose body he was in capable of locking anybody in the brig.

A determined Elizabeth brushed past the half naked Pirate and went down to the brig. Jack grabbed a bottle of rum and followed.

Once Jack got down there, Will was already free. "Jack?" "If I didn't like my name so much, I'd have to fight you." "You'd just cheat." Will's smile got increasingly larger as he realized he really was conversing with his friend.

"Pirate." Will mumbled an unintelligible, "Thank God" under his breath. "Don't mumble boy." At the mention of the word 'Mumble,' Will became, well, unhinged.

"I do not mumble, I am not a mumbler or a little boy, and I do not mumble!" As he was yelling at the pirate Captain he unsheathed his sword and pointed it at Jack's throat.

Captain Sparrow swallowed and put the point of his index finger on the tip of the blade. "This would be categorized under stupid, for future reference." Will realized what he had just done and put his sword away sheepishly.

"Sorry Jack." Elizabeth breathed a sigh of relief and stood beside Will. "We need your help." "I have been myself for all of ten minutes, and you want me to help you?"

"Yes." Miss Swann never beat around the bush. "Well, what is it?" "We want to sail with you."

"Why lass?" Will blushed and looked at the ground. "I kind of upset Commodore Norrington."

"What did you do boy?" "Well, he was bragging about his swordsmanship, and well, it was rather annoying, and I..." "What did you do?"

"Well, we were dueling and I nicked, or stabbed, or..." "What?" Elizabeth rolled her eyes and looked at Jack.

"Let's just say he now has a lovely singing voice."