A few hours after that, Day Two began. Jack had fallen asleep in the chair next to the bed, his hand still holding Elizabeth's. She woke up in the morning unable to breath, and with a continuing set of coughs, that after a few minutes pulled Jack out of his slumber. He looked up and saw her pushing out hacking, painful sounding coughs, and reaching behind herself, obviously trying to find a cloth to cough into. He quickly reached over and grabbed one that was lying on the nightstand, and slid over and handed it to her. She promptly put it in front of her mouth, and kept coughing; sounding like her throat was being torn apart. She finished with one last cough, and then pulled her hand away from her mouth and let it fall to the bed as she gasped for air. Jack looked down at her hand, and saw the cloth she was holding was stained with blood. He closed his eyes, and wondered how much more of this both of them were going to be able to take. It horrified him to know that it was only going to get worse.
He was sitting and rubbing her back soothingly, asking her if she was alright, when Gibbs yelled to him from the deck.
"We're almost there, Captain! I'd say about fifteen more minutes," Gibbs yelled. Jack looked over at Elizabeth again. Her eyes were red and full of tears from all the coughing she had just done, and she was sucking in shaky breaths.
"Almost there?" She said in between breaths. He nodded his head, pursing his lips. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her to him. She laid her head down on his bare chest, sighing.
"I want you to stay in here and keep yourself safe," Jack said. She nodded her head. "Don't worry about anything you might hear, because I assure you, I will be returning shortly after I leave, with another ship in tow," He said, kissing her hair on the top of her head. She nodded again, though a slightly weaker one.
"Be careful, Jack," She whispered, nestling into him in these last few moments they had together until he returned.
"Of course, my darling," He whispered back. He then grimaced at the thought of removing himself from her, but realizing he had to he got up off of the bed, and helped her lay down, tucking the covers around her until only her head was visible. She smiled weakly. He smoothed back her hair and leaned down, placing a kiss on her forehead. He quickly got dressed, and when he was finished he grabbed his hat off the mantle and looked at her for a moment, holding it over his heart.
"I await the moment when I see your face again, my lady," He said elegantly. She laughed slightly, the smile remaining on her lips. He then swung his hat around and then plopped it back down on his head. He blew a kiss to her and she kissed at the air, and he pretended to kiss it. They took one last look at each other and with a nod of his head Jack left the cabin.
He stormed onto the deck, all business now. The crew was all running around, preparing for what was going to happen.
"Gibbs, come to a halt!" He yelled up to Gibbs, who promptly followed his orders. Jack walked up the stairs and over to him. "I'm going to be taking a rowboat over to the docks, I want you to stay right here and wait for me to head over with the other ship. As soon as we're close enough, you and I are going to change places, savvy?" Gibbs quickly nodded his head, and Jack nodded back. He then walked down to where the rowboats were and quickly got one untied and lowered into the water. He stepped down the ladder and got into the boat, holding onto the rope for a second.
"Gibbs!" He yelled up to him. Gibbs instantly appeared at the railing, some crew able to be seen running past behind him.
"Keep everyone in order, and most of all... protect Elizabeth," Jack yelled up at him. Gibbs nodded, and then disappeared. Jack let go of the rope and began to row towards Port Royal, already setting his sights on the ship he was going to steal. Borrow, maybe, if he decided to go through with his revenge plot on Barbossa for doing this to Elizabeth.
The Intrepid shone in the light from here. Yes, Jack thought. That'd be the ship.
A few minutes later Jack tied his boat to the dock without being seen. The dock wasn't very busy today as Jack stepped onto it, looking around. Only a few ships sat around unoccupied. He turned around and saw the Pearl looming, a few miles away. No, that didn't look conspicuous at all. He sighed and then hurried off to get this done with as quickly as he could. He walked over to the Intrepid and saw there was a single man at the wheel, standing and looking around. Jack smiled, and grabbed his side, making sure the gun was still there. It was. He quickly dodged behind things until he got close enough to board the ship. The man didn't turn around.
Jack grabbed the rope that was tying the ship to the dock and swung over, quickly undoing it. He walked over to the man and pointed the gun at the back of his head. He cocked it, and the man must have heard, for he turned around. Jack was then face to face with Will Turner.
