Jack sat at a table below deck, staying out of the way of the rest of the men. He held an unopened bottle of rum in his hands, debating whether he should drink it or not. The men had already had their share of rum and were messing around now. He was just waiting for Elizabeth, who'd agreed to join him after all.

He leaned back in the chair, hoping it wouldn't fall over like last time. He smirked when he saw Will laying in his hammock, warily watching the drunk crew. The younger man spotted him looking in his direction. He cast him a curious, surprised glance, getting out of his hammock and stumbling over to his side.

"Jack?" Will looked at him in disbelief.

"Will." Jack replied. "Stop staring at me like I'm a ghost or something."

"Sorry." The lad replied. "What'd Elizabeth say to get you to come out here?"

He thought for a moment. "I don't really know, actually. Jus' know that I don't know what she knows."

"What?" Will looked at him, a puzzled expression on his face.

"Nevermind." Jack sighed, rolling his eyes.

"Good to see you up and out again, Jack." The former blacksmith told him with a small smile, walking back to his hammock and laying down again.

"So am I, lad." The man muttered to himself.

He leaned back once again, closing his eyes as he waited patiently. He didn't realize his mind slip back into some old memories.

"The world used to be a bigger place." Barbossa sighed.

"The world's still the same. There's just...less in it." He spoke truthfully.

He blinked and sighed, crossing his arms. He remembered that conversation very well. He was right, after all. The world wasn't shrinking, but all of the discoveries-all of the treasure-was being discovered. There was less in it than there had used to be.

He took a couple of shocked steps backward into the moonlight. He heard Barbossa let out a shocked noise. He raised his hand and looked at it, finding it as bones. He turned it in the air, studying it.

"Interesting…"

Jack smirked slightly. He had to admit, being a skeleton like that was downright pretty amazing. He'd do it again, given the chance. He gazed at the crew, not really looking at them, his mind away from the living world, in the world of memories.

He spotted the chain around his wrist, holding him to the mast. He smirked proudly. "Pirate."

Elizabeth just swallowed, looking unsure of herself. She turned and stalked away, towards the longboat where the crew waited.

"Jack!" Elizabeth's voice pulled him back to the living world.

"What?" He asked, slowly remembering that his mind had slipped. "Oh...sorry 'bout that."

"Are you alright?" She asked.

"Aye…" He nodded. "Jus' remembering stuff."

"Like what?" She asked, pulling a chair up beside him and sitting in it.

"Being an immortal skeleton." Jack shrugged. Then he grew serious, frowning. "You chaining me to the bloody mast."

"Oh…" Her guilty look returned.

"It's alright." He assured her. "Don't worry 'bout it. We're here to have a good time, savvy?"

"Yes. Right." She nodded.

Gibbs stumbled over, holding a full bottle of rum. He handed it to Elizabeth. "'Ere ye go, miss."

She took it. "Thank you."

"It be a pleas-sure." The man's words slurred.

He walked away, back towards the crew.

Jack let out a small laugh. "He's like that even when he's drunk, eh?"

"Apparently." Elizabeth replied, turning the unopened bottle in her hands. She pulled the cork out with difficulty. She saw that his own bottle was untouched. "Want to have a contest? To see who can drink their bottle first?"

His old smirk returned. "Aye. Let's do it then." He pulled his cork open. "On the count of three."

"Three." She said, surprising him.

He shrugged and they both began drinking as fast as they could. The power of the drink surprised him since he hadn't drank any of it in so long. He was only three-fourths of the way through it when Elizabeth tapped his shoulder and announced that she was done.

"That was fast." Jack told her with a sly grin as he corked his bottle.

"I'm surprised you didn't beat me." She grinned.

He shrugged. "Hadn't had rum in so long. Takes some getting used to after not having it for...how long was I in the Locker?"

She shook her head. "I don't even remember, Jack."

"Well, that's how long I haven't had rum." He finished with a small smile. Then he sighed and leaned back in the chair, eyeing the corked bottle in his hands. "Probably for the best, though…"

Elizabeth glanced in Will's direction. Jck saw her do it out of the corner of his yee. He turned and looked too. The young lad was asleep in the hammock. Half of the crew was in their own hammocks now too, snoring away. She looked back to him.

"Jack…" She placed a hand on his shoulder. Her voice was quieter than usual. There was a tired, sleepy look in her eyes. She wasn't all there because of the rum. He could see it. She leaned her head onto his shoulder and murmured,"Can you carry me back to my room?"

"Ye have legs." Jack reminded her. "Use them to walk."

"I'm too tired to walk." She told him in a whiny voice. "I'll just sleep here then."

He could only imagine what the crew would do to her. He shook his head in disagreement. "Fine. I'll carry ye to your room." He sighed.

Jack got to his feet, swaying from the rum he'd drank. Once he regained his balance, he put down the bottle he was holding and lifted her into his arms. He carefully through the hammocks, to the room in the back. He placed her down on the bed inside and turned to leave. He decided to turn back towards her to tell her something, but what he saw shocked him.

Elizabeth stood on the other side of the bed, completely naked.

"'L-Lizabeth?" He asked, not sure if his eyes were tricking him. "Ye should probably put something on and get to bed, savvy?"

Instead of answering, she plopped down on the bed, watching him carefully. Jack pulled out a chair at the only table in the room and sat down, resting his head in his hands on the wood. He sighed, eyeing her wearily.

Jack was barely aware of Elizabeth getting up and walking around behind him as his eyes drooped. He couldn't stay awake any longer.

The last thing he was aware of before he passed out was her soft hand running down his back and moving onto his stomach. He heard the clink of his belt as he lost consciousness.

The summary does say adult content. So, yeah, as you've probably realized, that's what the next chapter will be about...