Marty hadn't meant to bump into Jack. He'd been minding his own business until Ragetti, who was very drunk, had accidentally pushed into him when the ship rocked. Marty, in turn, had fallen towards Jack, who wound up falling overboard.

Will, who had been busy talking to Elizabeth, heard the short scream and the splash that followed. He ran to the side of the ship and looked down, only to see Jack struggling to stay afloat.

The water was very cold - they were far from their usual stomping grounds in the Caribbean - and Will knew that Jack wouldn't survive long in such frigid temperatures. Worse, while Jack was a strong swimmer, he was quite small, and the waves were very strong. He could easily be killed by an ill-placed rock formation below the water's surface.

"I'm going in. Get a rope ready!" Will instructed the crew, who were now nervously watching the scene. There would certainly be hell to pay once Jack returned to his command.

Will dove in gracefully, landing not far from Jack. He swam over and wrapped an arm around Jack's chest, pulling him close to him while he waited for a rope to be lowered down.

Thankfully, the crew acted fast, and within seconds, a rope with a large loop tied at the end was lowered into the water. Will reached for it and secured it around Jack's waist, and the captain was quickly pulled up. He continued to tread water until the rope was sent back for him and he was saved as well.

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Though both had faced similar conditions in the ocean, Will was larger, younger, and stronger than Jack, and therefore recovered very quickly. Jack, on the other hand, was freezing. He shivered from the second he was pulled back on board, wrapping his arms around himself as his teeth chattered. Elizabeth provided blankets to both of them, but when Jack still seemed cold despite two layers, she decided to take further action and led both men into the quarters that she and Will shared.

"We need to get you both into some warmer clothes." She said as she opened the chest where she and Will kept their few clothing items. She tossed a clean set of clothes to her husband before turning her attention to Jack. He'd gone pale, which was somewhat alarming considering how tan he normally was, and it looked like his energy was quickly draining.

"Here." She held up one of Will's old shirts. "Jack, you can change into this."

When Jack made no move to do anything, Elizabeth frowned.

"I think he may need some help." Will told her.

Elizabeth nodded.

"Can I help you get dressed, Jack?" She asked.

The pirate simply looked up at her sleepily and nodded 'yes'. He felt far too weak to do it himself.

"Alright. Will, you go change over there," She motioned behind a curtain that divided the area. "I'll help Jack here."

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Jack shivered harder as Elizabeth removed the blankets from around his shoulders, and he barely noticed as she removed his shirt and breeches. In any other situation, he would have been very excited by all this, but it was taking all he had to even stay awake. He felt completely drained, and standing was difficult. Elizabeth sensed this and let him lean against her for a moment as she readied Will's shirt for him. He rested his head on her chest and closed his eyes.

"The one time I let you do this, you're too exhausted to enjoy it." She joked.

Jack didn't respond, so Elizabeth focused on her task of getting him fully dressed in warmer clothes.

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Will returned a few moments later, just as Elizabeth finished with Jack and was helping him sit on the bed. He looked a little better already, and was standing more steadily by that point, but he still looked exhausted.

"How're you feeling?" Will asked as he sat down next to him.

"Cold." Jack murmured, giving Will the saddest look that he thought he'd ever seen.

"Aw, well, you'll warm up soon and-" Will was cut off by Jack, who had scooted over and crawled into his lap. The pirate put his arms around Will and rested his head on his shoulder.

"Jack, what are you doing?" Will asked.

Jack simply cuddled closer.

"Shut up. You're warm." Jack replied.

Will sighed. "Jack, come on-"

"Aw, enjoy the moment," Elizabeth said, cutting Will off once again. "It's adorable. It's like getting a cuddle from the cat that hates everyone. It'll never happen again."

Will sighed and rolled his eyes, but acknowledged Elizabeth's point.

"Yeah, fine. Alright." He wrapped his arms around Jack and rubbed his arm, trying to warm him up a little more.

Elizabeth placed a thick blanket over Jack and within seconds, he closed his eyes. It wasn't long before his breathing fully leveled out as he fell asleep.

"Guess I'm stuck here." Will said softly. He couldn't rightly push Jack away now that he'd fallen asleep.

"Give him a few minutes, then we'll see if we can move him." Elizabeth replied.

After a few more minutes, when it was clear that Jack was in a dead sleep, Will figured that it was a good time to move him to a position that would be more comfortable for them both. With Elizabeth's help, he carefully rearranged Jack in his arms, stood up, and carried him over to a chair a few feet away. He sat down in the chair, settled Jack in his lap, and sat with him until eventually dozing off.

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Several hours later, Jack woke up in Will and Elizabeth's bed, feeling much stronger and well-rested. He'd found himself layered with three blankets and still wearing Will's shirt, which came down past his knees, since Will was so much taller than he was. At some point, on top of that, one of them must've put thick wool socks on his feet.

The scent of something delicious hit Jack's nose seconds later. He couldn't quite place what it was. His stomach growled and he realized that he hadn't eaten all day. He wrapped one of his blankets around his shoulders and followed the smell to the kitchen area, where he found Will and Elizabeth.

"Back from the dead, then?" Will joked.

"Sleep well?" Elizabeth asked.

"Yes. Your bed is very comfortable." Jack replied, pulling the blanket tighter around him. "What's that smell?"

"We made soup," Elizabeth told him. "Figured you could use a warm meal."

Jack smiled.

"I knew ye cared about me," He replied, taking a seat. Will passed him a bowl and Elizabeth filled it for him.

"Yeah, yeah, just don't tell anyone. Don't want word getting out that we're going soft." Will said with a smirk.

Jack took a sip of the soup and sighed.

"Yeah, yeah. My lips are sealed. Now, have we got any rum?"