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It was the next morning. Jack felt the sudden beat of sunshine on his body and he let his eyes flutter open. He blinked and saw the clear sky with the blaring sun. It looked kinda early to be up. He sighed tiredly and looked to his side. Of course, what he saw made him jump. Terra was beside him, her face peaceful in sleep. Her beautiful eyes closed by her soft eyelids and her lips curled in a sleepy face. Her long arms were wrapped around his waist and her head was cuddled up to his chest. Jack bit his lip as he fought the urge to reach out and touch her face, still wondering how she got over there. He got up slowly and let her arms gently tumble onto the sand. Jack grinned.

"Well Jack, ya still got it." He said cockily as he brushed some sand off his pants and ran his fingers through his hair.

He tested his bad foot, leaning on it for a moment. It was a lot better –the good night's sleep must have helped the healing along quite a bit. Still, he tread on carefully as her went over by the palm trees. Suddenly there was a low rumble. He stopped, his fingers jumping to his sword in a reaction. Then realized that it was his stomach. Jack moaned, letting his hand drop back down to his side.

"Damn." He said as he looked down at the wilted berries on the sand.

He plucked a berry up and nibbled on it. It was now sour, no better then they had been the night before, but better then nothing. However, it just made his stomach rumble louder, begging for some real food. He threw the berry to the ground and sighed.

"This is bloody great." He said, trying to remember his last real meal.

It was a couple days ago- When they were at the Commodore's house. That had been about three days ago. He sighed, collapsing into the sand and closing his eyes. The sound of the world passed through – the low crunch of sand beneath his feet, the gentle crash of waves on the shore, the swift shift of the wind through the leaves, and a distant flutter of wings from not so far off. Jack shrugged, beginning to talk to himself, as he did whenever time seemed to drag on too long.

"If I could make a bloody fire..." he said to himself. "..then we could have bird for breakfast."

The flutter got louder as he thought of chicken.

"Trapped on an island! We've been taken!"

Jack cracked open an eye, looking slowly to the left and then to the right. There was nothing around for miles, except Terra's sleeping form. He sighed and closed them again.

"Yes...chicken. Pheasant perhaps. Or QUAIL...I like quail...with a large glass of ru—"

"Got find them! Sail to the nearest island! Only a days journey! Take you a night! Trapped on an island!"

This time, Jack looked around, jerking his head this way and that. Still nothing. He growled in complete impatience and yanked his sword from his scabbard. He leapt to his feet, nearly slipping on the slippery sand dune and barked at his unseen adversary.

"Now come out where I can see ya!" he said with his little drunken tone. "Or are you too chicken to fight a pirate?!"

He heard a low, mocking laugh and Jack craned his head to look behind him. There staring at him were the eyes of William Turner. He blinked for a moment, unbelieving, as he lowered his sword.

"This is it isn't it? We've finally lost my mind." He said to the hallucination.

Then Will laughed.

"No, it's me." He said.

Jack lifted an eyebrow in shock. Was it true: He was saved? Looking Will up and down, he nodded.

"Well then...hello William." He said. "I'd offer you something to eat, but I haven't anything. So sorry."

"Where's Terra?" asked Will, cutting quickly to the chase.

"How did you know she was still with me?" he asked, pointing his finger in his famous little stance. "And more importantly, how in the bloody hell did you know I was here?"

There was the flutter of wings above them. Jack craned his head upward and saw, perched in the highest branch of a palm tree, was the blue Macaw that traveled with the crew of the black pearl. It squawked.

"Gibbs! Gibbs says Jack is stranded!" he began to recite what Jack had only heard moments ago.

"That's how." Jack grinned. "Well tha' takes a load off me mind. I thought you were the one squawking."

With that he grinned. It was quiet as they went out of the palm groves and to Terra's sprawled form on the sand. Will went over and touched her shoulder. Terra opened her eyes and gapped at him. Her eyes grew large with excitement as she balanced herself on her forearms.

"Will?" Terra managed as she tossed her arms around his neck.

Will laughed and hugged her back. Immediately, Jack felt jealously boil inside his stomach. He managed to ignore it though as he did his drunk strut over to where they were.

"Now Will..." he said, casually pulling each of them off the other. "...how did you manage to save us? And more importantly, how did you get here and where is said vessel you saved us with?"

Will pointed through the clump of forest behind them.

"I borrowed a boat." He said softly.

Terra moaned, putting her head in her hands. She looked up for a minute, a tired look in her eyes.

"Did you steal it?" she asked hotly, casting a harsh, regretful look at Jack.

"No. This belongs to Elizabeth's father." He said happily. "It only took me a couple hours getting out here." He laughed. "The winds good and I got the birds' message about 10 o' clock last night. It's only 7 now."

Terra grinned.

"So...what now?" she asked, as she pulled herself to her bare feet.

"Well we go!" said Jack, waving his arms about in the direction of the trees, rather eager to find somewhere to fill his belly and get a proper lie down.

Will nodded in agreement.

"Yes." He said. "That way we can get back to Elizabeth. I left her alone."

Before Terra could ask, he cut in.

"Difficulties with the baby." He said shortly.

Terra saw the sudden color drain from his face in worry, then bounce back.

"Now let's get going." He said as the bird fluttered down to them and rested heavily on Will's shoulder. It let out a rough squawk as it turned it's large, feathery head towards Jack.

"Hurry up shorty!" he squawked at Jack.

"What did the bird say?" he yelled, plucking out his sword, suddenly longing for his gun.

Terra laughed happily, her face lighting up in a smile that Jack hadn't seen in days.

"C'mon Jack..." she said as the bird chirped loudly and fluttered over to rest on her head. "..he's just playing."

"He is just a bird after all." Will added, just to get Jack angry. Then he looked towards the trees. "Now let's head to the ship. Terra, will you go on ahead and make sure everything's ready to sail? I'm sure you remember how, seeing as you've been on a ship with pirates for the past couple days."

Terra nodded eagerly and stared off in the direction Will was looking. He waited until she was far out of ear shot, until he began to follow. Right before they hit the brush, he turned to look over at Jack.

"Look - We're going to go see Tia Dalma." He said quickly, before Jack had a chance to fully absorb what he said. "I think she can help us with your little problem."

"Was that supposed to be a pun or something?"

"No...but now that you mention it..." Will laughed until Jack cut him off.

"Now, is Tia Dalma necessary?" he asked in a hushed voice, almost panic stricken. "I mean...I don't know how I feel about her seeing me like this...and Terra..."

"Terra won't mind. After all I'm, sure she wants you to go back to being yourself just like everybody else, right?"

Immediately, Jack fell quiet. Will stopped dead in his tracks.

"Wait." He said slowly. "...you didn't did you...?"

"When you put it like tha' William!" he said loudly.

"C'mon Jack!" he said, exasperated. "After all this time! After all she went through with you, ya couldn't bother to tell her that you're really..."

Jack hushed him then looked ahead to make sure they really were alone.

"It isn't like tha'..." he said. "...it's just, we had a tad bit of trouble this morning and I don't need to worry her over something as silly as me really being...ya know 36." He mumbled the number.

Will raised an eyebrow.

"If I didn't know any better..." he said. "...I would think that you were enjoying this a bit too much."

Jack snorted, rolling his eyes dramatically.

"No." he said flatly. "As a matter of fact, there isn't a thing I want more then to go home. I miss being so devilishly attractive."

"So you still have your wits, Jack. I'm guessing you need your sense of humor." Will adjusted his sword and started away towards the boat.

Jack followed after him, grumbling to himself how his wits were all he had left. The ship could clearly be seen through the cracks through the leaves of the palm trees. It wasn't a big ship, as a matter of fact, it was on the small side. Nothing compared to the Pearl. Terra could be seen from the deck, checking sails and such. The wind was snatching at her hair, giving her a complete pirate-ess look. Will boarded and Jack after him. The bird fluttered onto this shoulder and cocked his head.

"C'mon shorty!" he said. "C'mon shorty."

Jack grabbed the bird by it's colorful neck.

"Now, if ya wish to see anotha' day OUTSIDE of a cooking pot, then I suggest ya stop callin' out that nickname, ya savvy?" he asked, letting go.

The bird took off in a panicked frenzy, it's feathers flying in every direction screaming out "Don't eat me!" as it fluttered up to the crow's nest and perched there, giving Jack the evil eye. With that he sighed.

"Damn birds."

He went over to where he saw Terra, lounging on a pile of ropes. Her pale skin soaking in the warm sunshine and a little grin lit up her gentle lips. She looked rather relaxed on deck, almost still sleepy. Jack grinned a bit and plopped down next to her. She opened a single, violet eye and looked at him for a moment. She grinned and sat up.

"Will said that I should tell you guys handle it." She said as she felt Jack's hazel eyes examining her.

Jack laughed.

"Did he now?"

He extended his hand out towards her chest. Terra jumped in shock when she saw him scoop the ring around her neck into his fingers. She felt them carefully scrape her chest.

"Then ya still have me ring?" he said, contently.

She nodded.

"Yup. Never let it out of my site." She said softly.

"Thought it would be long gone after everything we've been through." He said, a terrible tone of seriousness in his voice.

"Oh ye of little faith." She said scornfully, then gave a long laugh.

Jack picked up her hand and placed the ring on her palm then pushed her fingers down to grip it. She loved the feel of his flesh on hers. She looked into his eyes, a moment of silence passing.

"Don't loose it." He said, in a low voice that made Terra get the shivers.

It grew quiet. Jack never moved his hand from hers. Suddenly Will called out to him.

"Hey are ya gonna help me sail or not?" he asked.

With that Jack sighed and reluctantly let go of her hand and went over to where he would sail. Terra sat there, dumbfounded, and looked at her hands.

It was a little over an hour later. Terra had seldom moved from her comfortable spot. She suddenly felt a shadow fall over her and she frowned, never opening her eyes.

"It's not funny anymore Jack." She said, angrily. "Tickling somebody while they're trying to relax isn't nice."

There was a heavy fall next to her.

"Well Terra I wasn't going to tickle you.."

Terra quickly opened an eye and saw Will staring at her. She laughed hollowly and sat up.

"Sorry I thought you were..." she laughed. "...ya know. Say, where is he?"

"Steering." He laughed. "Can't get him to let go of the wheel."

There was a deafening silence.

"You're letting him STEER?" she asked, unsurely.

Will nodded, keeping his hands tucked behind his head as he stared up at the sky.

"Give the boy some credit." He said, realizing how weird it was to call him boy. "He can steer a ship so well – he can do it with his eyes closed and half asleep."

"Then why did he crash out last ship?" she asked sarcastically, though she knew that had been an accident.

Both of them laughed as she cleared her throat. Her white skin had a little pink tinge to it, causing it to burn and itch. Her throat was dry from lack of drink and her stomach rumbled with hunger.

"Hey, do you have any food on this ship?" she asked.

He shook his head.

"Didn't think to bring any." He said. "It's not a long journey."

With that, Terra moaned and looked around.

"So where're we going?" she asked.

"To see a friend of mine." He said. "Her name's Tia Dalma. Ya see,...I have a problem since she's the only person who can help. She's a sea witch, a gypsy, a medicine woman if you will." He laughed. "She's the only person I can think who can help."

Terra nodded.

"Then where is she?" she asked.

Immediately, a shadow fell over the boat. Terra looked and saw a canopy of think tree leaves covering there vessel as they sailed through murky waters. The fog seemed to have rolled in. Will sighed.

"We'll need to anchor in a couple minutes." He said as he rose. "The water's too shallow here for us."

With that he went to lift the anchor into the water. Terra stood on the rail of the ship and looked out into the murky, foggy underbrush. AN unusual chill circulated through her body and she shook her head. There was a distinct splash of water and Terra saw a small row boat tottle up and down in the water near the ship. She saw Will and Jack going over board and she joined them. The boat wasn't all that roomy, just enough for Will to paddle through the waters. They started within minutes down the way, water gently lapping against the side of the boat. Terra didn't want to move, in fear she would topple into the gray water below. Jack looked distracted as he stared into the nothing ness of the bog, and Will had a screwed face of concentration on. Terra sighed loudly. Whoever this lady was, whatever was wrong and she was going to fix, was obviously pretty bad. Why else would everybody look so terrible? It was quiet as they drifted like a toy boat on the near placid water. Terra stared at the glass like surface and at her reflection. She could clearly see the worry in his eyes. She sighed. What if it had to do with the pregnancy? Did Will need a special kind of medicine? She sighed, trying to get rid of the cloud of thoughts that fogged her mind as the boat stopped. They were now in front of a house with stilts. She saw the rickety wooden stairs, leading into God only knew what. Will placed the oar down on his seat and started upward. Jack sighed, adjusted the hat and went. Terra gripped the bar before her and pulled herself up. She could feel the safety of the boat disappeared from underneath her as she went the few steps to the front door that Will and just pushed open. It was a misty, candle lit shop that stank of bones and incense. Will cleared his throat.

"Tia Dalma?" he called.

There was the jingle of beads somewhere in the back. It was quiet as a woman made her way towards the group. Jack took a step in back of Will, for safety purposes. When the woman emerged, Terra was surprised at her appearance. Long, thick black hair and dark skin to match. Her slender, busty body had on a home spun dress, made of orange and white threads. Her breasts came up over the rim of her dress, giving the simple dress some well needed sex appeal. Her many necklaces dipped down her chest, some settling themselves right between either breast. Her dark eyes looked up, ready to question their presence, until she caught sight of Will's face. The hard look melted away as her lips upturned into a smile.

"William Turner." She said in a thick, Cajun accent. Will tipped his hat.

"Tia Dalma." He said respectfully. "We need your help." Tia Dalma beckoned them in deeper into her little shop – or whatever it was. Jack scuttled in, near leaving Will's direct backside. When he stopped, he slammed right into him. He "oof"-ed, nearly tipping over. Tia Dalma looked around him as she cocked an eyebrow upward.

"And who might dat be?" she asked, looking back and forth from Terra to Jack.

"This is Jack Spallers, Tia Dalma." Will said slowly, his eyes edging back and forth to Terra. "You remember Jack, right?" Tia Dalma took a minute to register what he meant, then nodded, "ah"-ing.

"Ah, yes JACK." She said, laughing a little. Jack frowned, pulling his loose hat out of his eyes. "Now Jack, did ya go and get a hair cut or somethin'?"

"Or something." He snapped bitterly. Terra elbowed him in the side, making him squeak and rub his sore spot.

"Jack!" she hissed under her breath. "Be polite!" She was now worried that if they were rude to Will's weird friend, then there was a chance she wouldn't help. Jack frowned, pouting some and crossing his arms. Tia Dalma laughed, delightedly, as she studied him.

"Oh Jack—we have so much catchin' up to do." She said, her eyes suddenly shifting to Terra. She froze up in her glaze as though she had turned to stone by it. "And who might dis be?"

"Terra." She said through a stutter. "My name is Terra Brickams." Tia Dalma laughed, suddenly snatching her hand up and examining her palm. Terra almost yanked away, but the woman had a much stronger grip then she had ever seen.

"Yes...Terra Brickams..." her chocolate colored finger slowly traced a single line all the way down the middle of her hand. "Yes...destiny has much in store for ya, Miss Brickams. And not all of it is happy...but life has never been too pleasant for ya, has it?" she snickered some, nodding. "You take dis..." she suddenly pulled a tiny pendant from her pocket and placed it in her palm. She closed her hand tightly and smirked. "It'll come in handy. Now child, would ya step outside for a moment and let me talk to da gentlemen?"

Terra nodded, still in complete shock as she drifted backwards, nearly tripping over a wooden table. She turned around quickly, gripping the skull on the table as to not knock it over. She laughed nervously, reminding Jack for a moment of himself. The moment she stepped out of the house and onto the little patio, Tia Dalma spoke.

"And who exactly did ya make angry DIS time, Jack Sparrow?" she quipped. Jack shrugged, his loose shirt coming to hang over his hands.

"Not quite sure yet, love." He said. "But it was a woman whom I THINK I would rememba' and a man who I slept with his sista'." Will sighed heavily.

"Typical, Jack, typical." He mumbled. Tia Dalma chortled under her breath as she looked him up and down.

"Ya know..." she said. "...for a child, ya don't look half bad." The smile on her lips was undisputable and Jack felt his ego swell and rise to his head.

"Well ya know I could easily show ya what the energy of a seventeen year old can do for the body." He said it all with a smirk. Tia Dalma just gave him a look, clearly not agreeing and snatching his hand up. She examined the lines, her eyes full of a deep, misty understanding. Her cold hands tickled on Jack's warm skin and he shivered some. Worry filled Tia Dalma's face as she pulled back.

"'Tis a curse." She said mysteriously. "A magic strong unlike I've eva' seen. A dark witch with a darker purpose put dis on ya, Jack."

"Alright, but can you fix it?" Will asked, cutting in. She lowered her head in shame, her hand coming to rest on the exposed part of her chest.

"I cannot." She said, mournfully. "De only way dis curse can be lifted, is if the one who put it on to begin with is killed. I'm sorry Jack, Will." Jack sighed sadly, trying to mask how he truly felt.

"Well then we kill them." Will said finally.

"Easier said then done, mate." Jack said, trying to retain some of his humor. "You take a look at a woman like tha' and ya forget anythin' ya were mad about to begin with..." Tia Dalma sighed sadly.

"That be the only way." She said finally. Will nodded.

"Thank you for your help, Tia Dalma." He said, trying to sound thankful. The woman nodded, to upset that she couldn't help to say anything else. Jack and Will both went to exit when Jack paused, and swiveled around.

"You know, I was serious about tha' offer." He said smiling. Will sighed, grabbing him by the back of his shirt. They both tumbled out of the door and saw Terra, playing with some of the reeds growing up in the cracks of the stairs. She jumped when she heard their feet squeak on the floorboards.

"We ready to go?" she asked. Jack staggered coldly past her, never giving her another look. He started down the steps and to the little boat below. Terra gave Will a confused look and he just shook his head.

"Long story – let's just get headed home. We'll make it there by sunrise."

It took them a while to get back to the boat and get underway to the island. Night had long since fallen. Will was the person sailing the ship and Terra was sleeping on the deck. Jack relaxed on the edge of the boat, staring at the clear sky. The stars twinkled above as Jack let his head relax on his hand. He peered down at his reflection in the water, and frowned.

"Ugly brat." He slurred to himself. That's when he heard a voice in his ear.

"Great trouble you've got us in now." Jack moaned, turning to his side and seeing himself – as he was a few days ago- His REAL self –standing there. This was only a hallucination, of course, but this happened a lot when Jack got frustrated or in trouble.

"What're you doing here??" he asked hotly. The other Jack, not the Jack he was speaking to, but the Jack on the opposite side, began to laugh.

"Look how short you are!" The Jack on the left looked to the Jack on the right. "Ain't he just adorable?"

"Yes, and looks like he's retained his charm!"

"Go away!! Both of you!! Shoo!!" he began to swat at them. The Jack on the right looked rather insulted.

"And when we came to help you too!" he said, sounding hurt.

"How rude." Said Jack on the left. The real Jack heaved a heavy sigh and waved his hand about to let them know they could continue.

"We just came to offer you a word of advice." Said the right Jack.

"Oh really? What might tha' be?" real Jack quipped. "Keep a stiff upper lip an' hope for the best? Tried it – don't work. I still don' look like either of you and I must admit, that rather angers me."

The left Jack snickered, shaking his head and putting his imaginary arm around his smaller counterpart. He had a fictional bottle of rum in his hand as he drew a deep sip.

"Wha' we came to tell ya, mate, is that if you're stuck this way – the bloody enjoy it." he winked. Right Jack nodded in agreement.

"Yes." He said happily. "Think of the new stories they'll write about you – the famous Ca'pin Jack Sparrow- who was given another chance at life. The years you'll pilage and plunder once everyone else has passed on."

"And Terra." Left Jack pointed out. "You can have her...the famous, rich, and well wanted captain Jack Sparrow." Jack's eyes grew wide.

"Oh I like that." He said.

"That's the spirit!" both Jacks laughed. Suddenly, the real Jack turned to look at the bottle of rum.

"Hey, tha's great advice and all mates, but can I have some of tha'?" he asked. Left Jack laughed, wiping his mouth with his dirty sleeve.

"Sorry mate – but it ain't real – rememba'?"

"Oh...yeah...right." That's when Jack heard Will's voice call to him from the steering wheel.

"Jack, who're you talking to?" he asked, not sure if he really wanted to know the answer. Jack paused, noticing his doubles had evaporated at the sound of a real person drawing too close. He sighed, rubbing his temples and sticking out his tongue in agitation.

"Nobody important mate." He said slowly, jumping to stand on the railing. He gripped the rope and looked out at the distant Port Royal. He smirked a little. He wanted to go home, to his body, but maybe his doubles were right. He could have a little fun while there...

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