Catching up with the past

by Lonaargh

Jack is having a few little problems which force him to request help from an old friend.. who isn't altogether pleased with his visit. Rated T for language to be on the save side. Completed.

7. We all pass away

A/N Yay.. I'm back.. didn't have a chance to update for a few days.. or to write at all for that matter.. but here it is.. another chapter.. yay!

Nicole: I wrote more! I'm even writing now.. well.. I will be after I've finished with these Author Notes.. So.. I'll stop staring again. .ghe.. right.. ok.. stop babbling..

PirateObsessed: Yeah! I loved your story too! Thanks for the review.. I crave reviews.. As for the translating.. it isn't really all that hard.. 'cause all the kids here are getting English when they're.. what? 8 years old or something? The whole problem is just that it's basic English.. which leaves a lot of room for grammar and spelling errors.. and grrr.. Spanish.. wow.. I want to learn that.. I only speak French and German and English and Dutch –pouts- But here's the next chapter. .so. .enjoy!

Shotgunxwedding: Mary Sue.. yeah.. I finally know what it means! But I don't think I'd like writing a MS.. well.. not for POTC.. and definitely not when I have myself as a main character.. I started writing a MS (without me even knowing it) for MASH and CSI last year.. but that sort of hit a wall.. writers block wall –very much ashamed of self- Glad you like my story though.. I'll stop babbling again.. sorry :)

Kei-Ookami.kara.mori- Never, never, never trust a white wigged man in a navy suit! Especially not when he has a gun and comes popping out of your closet/fridge/any other household item!

Chapter 7: We all pass away

"Die.. die.. we all pass away.. now don't wear a frown 'cause it's really okay.." So.. I'm back.. not only back in Port Royal.. but back in jail too.. I never noticed this before.. but these jails make great echo's.. I can hear myself singing!
"Now you might try and cry, and you might try and pray.. but we all end up the remains of the day.. yeah yeah yeah.. yeah yeah.."
"Shut up already! Wench!"
"Who are you calling a wench? You.. you.. you.. pirate you!"

Suddenly a wig head appears in the cell next to me.. a very familiar wig head..
"I am NOT a pirate! And I'll warn you, if you don't cease that awful noise at once I'll do something very nasty to you!"
It's Norrington!
"Norry!"
His eyes widen up to the size of saucers.. he's so very delighted to see me.. bless his kind heart..
"No.. no.. this can't be.. not you.. no... GUARD! NO! THIS IS CRUEL! RELEASE ME! PLEASE!"

Ok.. so don't bless his dark, evil heart.
"Hey" I slam my hand against the bars to get his attention. "Stop shouting! Be nice!"
Norrington gives me a dark look
"Stand back.. you vile creature!"
Vile creature?
"I thought I told you to be nice.. what have I ever done to you?"
"Every time you are around, all sorts of things start going wrong.. like.. Jack Sparrow taking the Dauntless.."
"Yeah.. well.. that would've happened any way.. that didn't have anything to do with me"

"But it happened while YOU were in Port Royal"
"I was not! I was aboard the Black Pearl! You wig head!"
"Minor details! The crew of that ship sacked Port Royal.. They kidnapped Miss Swann and killed a great many of my own crew! Not to mention that Jack Sparrow escaped AGAIN, Miss Swann ran away with Mr Turner and after that with another pirate, and thanks to you.. I myself became a pirate for a few black.. black.. very black weeks!"

Ghe.. yeah.. well.. but..

"Well.. so what? What's so bad about all that.. except for the killing of the men part.. of course"
"You are evil revisited!"
"Stop shouting that already! You're giving me a bad reputation!"
"You were the one who got me in this place!"
-blink- Me? Cool.. I can send someone to jail.. without me knowing it..
"I did not.. I was at home! Some 300 years in the future.. or at least.. not in this movie!"
"You made me a pirate.. you somehow put those thoughts in my head.."

"What happened anyway? I thought you were back to normal.. being commodore and all.. Governor even.."
"They accused me of killing the new commodore's sister"
"The same sister that accused Jack of stealing and seducing?"
"The one and the same.. how do you know that?"
"You guys do realize that you made a son of Barbossa.. that evil undead, now very dead, pirate.. Commodore.. do you?"

"We do.. but we figured that it isn't fair to blame a son for the mistakes his father made.."
Right..

"And why did you kill that girl?"
"I didn't!"

"Well.. why else would you be in here?"
"I'm wrongfully accused!"
"That's what they all say, buster!"
"But I... and what, exactly, are you doing in here, if I may ask?"
"Some guy.. probably a friend of yours.. popped out of my.. I mean my boyfriends, refrigerator and dragged me in here.. muttering something about me being your accomplice"
"You? My accomplice? Why on earth would he think that? If I truly wanted to take over the entire Caribbean, I wouldn't have chosen you.."
"What? Why not? I'm great in planning for world domination"
"Well I'm not!"
"Pssh.. well.. there's your problem right there.. you're not ambitious enough.. why only the Caribbean.. take the world!"
"I don't even want the bloody Caribbean!"

"Mind your manners.. you're in the company of a lady mate!" A voice from the cell on the other side speaks up..
"Thanks mister! See Norrie.." "Norrington" "Jamey.. some people do know how to act proper"
James just mutters and turns his back on me. I shrug and continue singing
"It's a beautiful day.. it's a rather nice day.. it's a beautiful day for a wedding.. a rehearsal my dear, to be perfectly clear.. a rehearsal for a glorious wedding"..
A soft, tortured sound emits from the huddle named Norrie:
"Nooooooooooo"

Jasper's point of view
He isn't doing too bad.. considering he is a pirate and never has seen a computer before.. at least he has stopped aiming his real gun at my computer.
"Muahaha.. eat tha' ya scurvy seadog!" Jack is shouting, trying to make himself be heard above the noise of the boxes, from which gun rattling and shouting men can be heard.

"Gah! Mangy shiprat!"
Too bad about the pirate lingo.. it doesn't suit the game entirely.
"Okay Jack.. I think it's time we'd get back to Lona"
I turn off the sound boxes, filling the room with silence.
"NOOOOOWWW!" That was Lona's voice.. Lona's panicky voice. Lona's if-you-don't-get-here-this-minute-there's-gonna-be-trouble-voice.

Jack and I look at each other for a few seconds, before we both burst through the door and run downstairs.
"Lona? Lona where are you?"
This is stupid, where can she be? It isn't as if she's hiding.. I mean.. she's almost 21.. But then again.. it's Lona.
I start looking under the couch "Come out, come out where ever you are"
"What do you think you're doing Lad? She isn't the one for hiding ya know?" Jack is standing right behind me, arms crossed over his chest. Apparently his shoulder isn't that bad anymore.
"Well.. if you've got some better plan.. spill it.. I'd like to know why my girlfriend was yelling like that.."
Jack glances around the room, the television still screaming, the fridge door open wide..
"I'd reckon she left through that"
Now he's pointing at a bit of lettuce in the refrigerator.
"Right.. sure.. she flew away on a piece of vegetable.. so.. how's that fever of yours going?"
Jack smacks me at my head! Hey!
"Hey! I thought Lona told you not to hit me anymore"
"Then stop saying those stupid things! Of course she didn't fly away.. she used this storage space to go to my time.. and from the looks of things.. she wasn't alone"
"I am not travelling in my own household appliances!"
"Your what?"
"Never mind.. I'm just saying that I'm not doing it!"

Jack sighs.. thinks for a minute.. and suddenly drags me upstairs again. He bursts into my bedroom, yanks the closet open, pushes me in and slams the door shut again.
"Damnit Jack! Let me out!"
No response
"Jack! I mean it.. now!"
With a hard kick against the door I tumble out and.. hey.. this isn't my room anymore.. I'm.. outside.. somewhere..
"Ey you! Where's you boat? It's a shilling to tie up.. and don't you even think about hiding your boat, because Commodore Barbossa won't be too happy if he finds out"
Right.. guy that looks like that guy from 'Allo 'Allo.. just ignore.. perhaps it'll go away..

From somewhere in the distance, a soft sound can be heard.. like someone yelling at the top of his lungs.. and it grows louder and louder..

-splash- Ah.. it seems Jack has arrived here too..
Spluttering and cursing he surfaces again
"Give me a hand mate" I grab his hand and pull him on shore. A bit out of breath he turns over on his back, and grins at me, his golden teeth shimmering in the bright sunlight
"Welcome to Port Royal mate.. let's go and find our Lass"

Done.. and it's weekend again.. so probably won't update again 'till Monday.. unless Jasper has to work tomorrow and I'm bored.. hm..ok.. next update: probably tomorrow..

Love, Lona