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Ch. 2

Will looked at Jack disbelievingly. "You want me to do what?!?!"

Jack calmly explained, "I want you to help me obtain particular monies currently in the possession of our dear friend Commodore Norrington. Savvy?"

"So you want me to help you steal money in the hands of the Navy."

"Yep."

"What do you want me to do?"

Now it was Jack's turn to stare disbelievingly.

"You agreed? Just like that?"

Will looked at Jack, annoyed. "It's not like I have much of a choice."

Jack grinned. "You're right. You don't. Alright then, as to what you have to do, I need you to help me break into the place. You make all the door hinges and locks in Port Royal, correct?

Will nodded in response.

"So, I need you to fix the hinges so I can slip in and out quietly. Then you replace them, good as new, and no one knows what hit them!"

"Alright, it'll be hard, but I think I'll be able to do it."

"Good. I knew we'd be able to pull this off!"

At this, Will rolled his eyes but remained silent.

"Do think you'll be ready in 15 minutes, mate?"

"Yes. You're sure you want to do this?"

"Absolutely positive, William. I'll meet you in front of Norrington's in 15 minutes."

"Agreed."

Jack flashed Will one of his famous grins. "Until then!"

He stole out the door and started to make his way there. Will turned away and started to gather up his tools. It'd be a long night. He had no idea how right he would be.

XXX

Two dark strangers stood in the alleyway talking.

"Who was it we were supposed to 'fetch back' ? "

"Name's Will Turner. S'posed to be a friend of Sparrow's, I believe."

"Ah." The first pirate grinned wickedly. "Captain knows 'ow to plan revenge, don't 'e, Luwar."

"That he does, Stephens." Luwar grinned back.

"Sounds like we'll be havin' a bit o' fun, don't it?"

"Aye...is 'ee alone in there now?"

Stephens listened at the door. "Sounds like it."

Luwar smiled evilly. "Good. Now we can get to work and get Turner."

"Aye." Stepherns laughed a mirthless laugh. "Time to get to work."

They stepped on either side of the door and waited.

XXX

Will buckled on his sword. He had a feeling he might need it. He picked up the bag containing his tools and stepped out the door.

All of a sudden a hand clamped over his mouth and twisted his arm behind his back. He struggled to get away, but then he felt a dull pain in his head, and then all was black.

XXX

Jack stood at the door to Norrington's office impatiently. Where in the blazes was Will? It'd been a half an hour already. If this kept up, it'd be light before Will got there.

On the spur of the moment, he decided to go and get Will himself.

If you want something done right, you've got to do it yourself, Jack thought. Can't trust 'im to do anything right.

As he wandered along, he started thinking about how he had first met Will. Had it really been just two months? Time really did fly. Or, in his case, sail.

When he reached the door to the blacksmith shop, he paused. Something wasn't right. Just then, he spied something on the ground. A bag. He picked it up carefully and opened it. Will's tools. He'd never leave them just lying there. He wasn't that careless. Something had happened. Just as he was about to enter the shop, he heard the click of a musket behind him.

He turned around.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Commodore Norrington spoke, with a group of soldiers behind him.

"You won't get away this time, Jack Sparrow. It was foolish of you to return to Port Royal. It'll be your last mistake. Take him away, men."

As they placed his wrists in shackles and led him away, Jack Sparrow was fervently hoping that Will was alright.

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