In a little bit, they were going to put their plan into action. Jack looked over to see that the sun was once again rising.
"Boy, these days seem to be going by real fast," he thought to himself.
"Yeah well, what're you going to do," he heard John say.
"You know, it's peculiar enough to have voices inside of your head," Jack said closing his eyes.
What he imagined was a little table in his former Captain's cabin; a bottle of rum for himself and his guest who sat across from him. In the room were only himself and John. Jack was of course dressed in his old pirate-best while John wore something that a commoner might have worn in his day though he was still distinctly handsome wearing it.
"Thanks for the nice clothes," John said.
"Not at all mate," Jack said opening the bottle and taking a big gulp.
"So Jack..." John started.
Jack raised an eyebrow and didn't respond right away.
"What, you want me to call you Captain too. That got you into trouble with Davy Jones if I remember correctly since I've been looking through a few of your memories since I got here Mr. Captain Sparrow."
Jack just sat there waiting for some sort of comment from the man.
"I wish I could've really done something like that you know; get out of situations and such. Apparently that trait got lost in the generations."
"Oh no, it should be in there somewhere, you'll find it," Jack said with out a doubt.
Jack, wake up.
"The boy is calling you," John said.
"You'll be alright," Jack asked.
"Oh yeah," John said leaning back and gulping down some rum. "I like it here. It's nice and comfy. But don't hurt my body or I'll resurrect you and kill you again."
"Might have some trouble considering we have the same body."
Jack?
"I'll be going then."
"Good luck, Captain."
Jack opened his eyes and the others were looking at him concerned.
"I'm fine. Let's get started."
Elizabeth was in the kitchen when she heard it. Loud fighting and yelling was coming from below her. The voices she recognized right away. She made to leave the room when she stopped herself. She leaned her ear against the floor and listened.
"Take that, and that," she heard Will yell as he seemed to hit something.
"Oh ye hit like a eunuch," Jack said.
"And another thing, stop calling me that."
More hitting was heard and she stopped listening. Suddenly, a few crew members ran by to go see what was going on. She thought for a moment and smiled.
"Just hope their plan, whatever it is, works."
Jack was currently standing face to face with William.
"Pirate."
"Wuss."
"No Good Drunk."
"Hey."
AnnaMaria, Cotton and Gibbs were having an argument of their own.
"I say we leave them."
"Aye, maybe we should kill them first."
"No, I say we just hit them over the heads."
"Yeah, leave them unconscious and take off all their clothes."
Gibbs and Cotton looked at the girl and she shrugged.
Jack and Will continued to take fake swipes at each other before they heard something from outside the door.
"They're coming," Jack said smacking Will in the face.
"Hey," Will said tackling him to the ground.
The door opened and Jack shouted "Go," grabbing Will's head. Anna took a gun out of her side pocket and shot one of the men. In his surprise, he dropped the keys, which Cotton reached through and grabbed. He opened the door and they ran out and attacked. Hitting, punching and so forth ensued. Once the crew was unconscious, they ran for it before they were blocked by Barbossa.
"Going somewhere," he asked.
"No, no, we weren't going anywhere. Come on mates, back to the brig," Jack said quickly while putting his arm around AnnaMaria. He felt the barrel of a gun and they walked back to the brig.
"Seems some of your crew isn't well. Ye should look into that mate," Jack said.
Barbossa glared at him before locking the door. "We'll be at the island in a few hours. Call when they wake up."
Jack gave thumbs up before rolling his eyes and sitting on the floor.
"Well this is just great. Now what can we do," Gibbs asked.
"We're just basically going to have to wait this out," Cotton said.
Jack silently agreed. Will went over and apologized and Jack accepted it. "Didn't mean to hit you so hard anyway." They all sat in silence before the ship stopped moving awhile later. The door opened and Elizabeth came in and opened the door.
"We're here. I've been told to bring you topside. I'm sorry."
"It's not your fault. You can't help it," Will said taking her hand.
They left one by one and made their way to their supposed doom.
Sorry it was so short (though I kind of liked the eunuch comment). Anyway, I'm currently working on the ending of this story so it'll have about 16 chapters all together. Hope you all enjoyed it. The next chapter will be a bit of fun too. Review please.
