The Expected Events Upon Returning to Jamaica Chapter 12: Beginnings of a New Search, a pirates of the caribbean fanfic

12. Beginnings of a New Search

The story resumes to the present

"Quick! Man the guns!" Gibbs orders. We are all running around like chickens with out heads cut off fighting the giant tentacles of the Kraken. When the animal is finally warded off, we all cheer.

"Load all the gunpowder into the nets and hoist them!" Will exclaims as he's running around.

"We're out of gunpowder! These three barrels are all we have left!" Gibbs exclaims back.

"Then load the rum!" Will shouts back.

The crew wearily loads the rum into the nets. Through all this, I notice Jack rowing out into the ocean, and I hear Elizabeth whisper aloud "You coward" as she notices too.

"Elizabeth, take aim—don't miss," Will hands her the gun, completely passing me by.

I fight the Kraken's tentacles with my rapier skills, avoiding being picked up by its massive arms.

"Will?" I hear Elizabeth ask, as the tentacles begin to raise into the air.

"Will?!" She shrieks again.

"WILL?!" She screams again.

"NOW!" Will screams. Elizabeth goes to shoot the gun but drops it and it goes flying up the stairs. She runs to chase it and collapses on the stairs—Jack's foot on top of the gun. He picks it up and he clings to his legs and feet as he aims…shoots…ignites the barrels of gunpowder. The eruption causes the Kraken to catch on fire and retreat. We all cheer, but Will is submissive.

"It's just angry! It will come back," he shouts to all of us.

"We have to abandon ship," he says finally.

"Will's right—let's into the longboats!" I exclaim.

"Abandon ship—abandon ship or abandon hope!" Gibbs declares as we all begin to lower the longboats and climb down the sides of the Pearl into the temporary safety of the boats. Will and I climb into the boats and wait for Jack and Elizabeth and the others to join us. Suddenly, I feel Will hands on mine, grabbing it and holding onto it firmly. I suddenly catch is gaze and look to where his eyes are. I see Elizabeth and Jack lip-locked in a passionate kiss. My heart drops and so does Will's. We both look at each other and exchange heart aching glances. He lets go of my hand as Elizabeth comes down the side.

"Where's Jack?" He asks coldly.

"He's staying behind," she says, unaware that he saw her moment of weakness. I just glare her and every so often, Will and I exchange a glance of compassion for one another's heart ache.

We row away quickly as the Kraken takes the Pearl, and Jack, down with it to the icy depths of the ocean. My heart sinks with the ship, longing for Jack to want me like he wants Elizabeth—jealous that he shared his last kiss on Earth with her instead of me…the one person he claimed to love almost as much as the sea. My anger turns to sadness as we near land and the river. I try hard to stay strong and not let the others see my tears, but Will grazes my hand with his briefly, as though to let me know that it's okay for me to cry. He's not judging me. I am sure he wants to cry as well. I refused though. I feel the tears welling up in my eyes, but I shut them tightly, pushing back the tears and then wiping my face with the back of my hand.

By the time we arrive at Tia Dalma's, it is dark. She had never met me before, but is an immediate comfort to me.

"Lindsey, I know you are grieving. You love Jack too much," she says, reading my mind and handing me a mug.

"You all love Jack too much," she says, finally, to make me feel more comfortable about my sadness. "If you could bring him back, would ye? Would ye sail to World's End to bring back Captain Jack Sparrow?" she asks finally.

"Yes," Elizabeth says through tears.

"Aye!" Gibbs exclaims.

Will and I nod our heads in agreement.

"Then ye will need a captain who knows his way around these waters…" Tia Dalma states. Captain Barbossa walks down the steps and greets everyone. I feel like I am in a dream. I heard from Jack's and Will's and Elizabeth's stories that he was dead—that Jack killed him at the Isla de Muerta! I shut my eyes and don't even ask how it is possible that he is alive.

"And who is this young lass?" Barbossa asks, gesturing to me. I open my eyes and see him pointing to me.

"Lindsey," I say finally, getting up and giving him my hand to shake, but instead he kisses the top of my hand.