"Where the bloody hell can he be?" a very frustrated Ron Weasley asked the question that was all on their minds.

It has been less than two hours and seventeen minutes since Jack woke up and disappeared. No one in the hospital remembers seeing the strangely dressed pirate, otherwise nude pirate, leave. It was Elizabeth who first noticed that none of Jack Sparrow's clothing was there. All that was left that there ever was an indication of Captain Jack Sparrow or Harry Potter is the paper thin hospital gown, a musky smell of sea salt with a trace of heavy rum, a faint dirt smudge on the bed sheets, and a small lock of brown hair braided with a small silver bell attached.

"What is it?" Will asks looking over her shoulder.

Elizabeth throws it down before picking it up again and pocketing it again. "Must be one a token a woman left him."

"You seem mad, Elizabeth," Hermione said to the younger, but technically older, woman.

"I'm not mad," Elizabeth says. "Just wondering where Jack went. From your descriptions it sounds like a very dangerous place with all those metal khaarz…ships right here on the streets compared to Port Royal, but almost not so to Tortuga."

"Have you been to Tortuga?" Will and Hermione asked them.

Ron and Elizabeth gave each other a knowing glance from a time when they both were looking for Jack to find the other.

"Desperate times," Will says nodding to himself.

"Yes," Elizabeth answered.

"That's it?" Ron asked incredulously. "I mean come on! Where is the story to that? You guys are boring."

"Sir, you have asked us if we have been to Tortuga and to which we have replied to your question. Now I am getting quite fed up with your childish behavior. For all that is good, even Jack seems more mature than you! Now we have questions and it is obvious from you two that we are not getting any answers," Elizabeth said walking the distance between them and jabbing her finger repeatedly on his chest angrily.

"Ow! That hurts," Ron said rubbing the sore spot.

"Please, both of you calm down," Hermione said. "You want answers to your questions? I can only say that we all have questions and the only one that can answer it is Harry, himself. Now we cannot just be standing here yelling at each other all day."

"Yeah, if Jack is out there and he's hurt again, I'm going to find him," Will said determined. Even though Jack is a shady character, the pirate has or tried to help them in his own way that serves him.

"Well where should we start then?" Ron asked frustrated.

"How about we start in a place where it's not his hospital room? It'd be easier have his crew and my crew search for him, but you two just took us without thinking of the consequences," Elizabeth said.

"Your crew?" Ron asked bewildered and a look of suspicion crossing his face.

"Why don't we go outside now before Jack might do something stupid?" Will suggested.

"Yes," Elizabeth agreed with a small nod.

"Okay. It'd be easier if we spilt up. So Ron you go with Will and I will go with Elizabeth. Is that okay with everyone?" Hermione said.

"But why do I have to go with him?" Ron whined. "Make the kids go."

"I don't think our kids, his, or anyone's would be able to…tame what Harry has become now. Plus, you and I are accustomed to this era, they are not. Just as they are accustomed to this insane Harry. Okay? No complaints? Let's go," Hermione said taking the lead.

"And then, you see, they had traded the whelp over me. So while they're all reunited, monkey takes my piece of eight though you could say it just happened to drop out of my hand at that moment."

"Oh no! That is terrible!" Vanessa gasped out from her seat.

"Aye, but not the worse part. You see –"

"Jack Sparrow!"

"Elizabeth? Elizabeth! How good to see you…again. See? I actually like to see you because I missed you, but then again you did kill me, two times were it? You see, I was talking with my new friend…"

"Vanessa," Vanessa supplied. She looked at the two newcomers with a frown.

"Aye. And we were both having a wonderful time. I had a suspicion that you were going to be the one to find me, but not too soon. So if you wouldn't mind leaving with your bushy, mean friend, I would most appreciate it," Jack said trying to be nice and coherent.

"No," the two female companions said at the same time.

"No?" Jack repeated.

"No," Elizabeth said sternly.

"I would have thought the pirate ways would have told ye different, love. Or is it that your duties as Governor more important that the duties to yer crew?"

"My crew isn't here and neither is yours, Jack. So we should be heading back now," Elizabeth said rather coldly. She couldn't lie to herself though and Jack is right, for once. She did miss her crew and even the waves of the ocean had become soothing to her.

"Perhaps I should be leaving?" Vanessa said. She started to gather her belongings.

"No," Jack said and was about to reach out and grab her wrist, but thought otherwise. "Stay, love. Don't let these two scallywags frighten you off."

"I'm really sorry, Captain Sparrow, but I must leave. My children are waiting –"

"Chi-children?" Jack stuttered.

"Oui. Deux, two. Perhaps if I see you again, I might introduce you to them. Where will you be staying then?"

"Staying? Well since this is all a dream, I will be staying in my cabin," Jack said confidently. He looked around and ducked his head as if searching for someone. "Ah. He's not here," Jack muttered.

"Okay," Vanessa said slowly. She started to scribble something in a book and ripped it out. She handed it to Jack. "My contact information. Should you need it? Please don't give it to anyone else. I'm not sure why I am even giving a total stranger this."

"You can trust me there, love," Jack said with a stunning smiling.

"Au revoir. Adieu," Vanessa said and started to walked away.

"Aye. I'll be waiting," Jack said and sat firmly in his seat. But he grabbed her elbow. He quickly whispered, "Don't let me go with them."

"Harry, we have to go now," Hermione said looking around.

"What?" Vanessa whispered back to him.

Jack pulled her close and leaned in to say, "If this isn't a dream, which I am starting to think it is not, then I don't want to stay here. This is a fate worse than being on the Pearl while the Kraken is upon us because at least then I had freedom. In Tortuga, go there and find me first mate – Gibbs, I forgot his first name. He's a drunkard and smells terrible."

"But he's dead. Read ze book. It was written centuries ago. But you can't be? Are you really –"

"You've found him! Good job Hermione," Ron said with great enthusiasm.

"Hermione? Granger? Then you must be her cohort or husband, Ronald Weasley?" Vanessa guessed and momentarily forgetting about the pirate holding her.

"Cripes! Damn those fictional novels on his life. Um…No, sorry you're mistaken. We're here for the convention," Hermione said thinking fast.

"No. We're not!" Jack said shaking his head fast. He didn't want to get captured here with those better pistols and stricter regiments that they've enforced here, if this was all not a dream.

"Yes, we are," Ron said and grabbed Jack's elbow. Unfortunately, Jack was still holding onto Vanessa's elbow and that made her collide towards Jack and the table. "Let go!"

"Chump, you let go and then we're all savvy, eh?" Jack said.

"Help him Will," Hermione said nudging the younger man towards them.

"I don't want to intrude…"

"Will, remembered who helped you get your lovely lass back? Who was there to lead you the way? Who was the one who helped you help her? Not Red over here? Who took all of us away from your official wedding?" Jack said trying to use Will against his captors. His brown eyes pleaded with the younger man.

"I-" Will started.

"Jack," Vanessa whispered softly in his ear.

"Mmhm?" Jack pried his eyes off of Will's and took in the site of the younger woman.

"I don't know how to say this, but I will see you again," Vanessa said.

"What?" Jack managed to say before his mouth was covered with hers.

Before he realized what had happened, Ron and Will dragged Jack and his bags away.

"Thanks," Ron said cheerfully.

"Non," Vanessa said with a scowl.

"Not again," Jack mumbled to himself, deflated.

The two woman followed them around the corner. Just as Vanessa lost sight of them, there was a small "pop" sound and it was quiet.

"Could he be telling ze truth?"