Pirates of the Caribbean: The Amulet Of Atlantis Chapter 7: Docking, a pirates of the caribbean fanfic

Chapter 5

At that very moment, Will's carriage returned home, depositing its inhabitant at the front door. Will removed his house key from his pocket, slid it into the keyhole, and entered. He removed his coat and hung it on the rack. Next, he began to make his way upstairs to Elizabeth's and his bedroom, when struggling grunts suddenly filled his ears. Will was quickly able to determine that the sound was coming from Michael's bedroom. Curious, Will made his way there, only to be shocked with the sight that met his eyes.

His wife, wet from obviously having taken a wash, was currently lying on Michael's bed, tangled up in pieces of cords and dressed in only a drying cloth. Will immediately rushed to Elizabeth's side and began to untie her.

"Will! Thank God you're back!"

"What happened to you?" Will inquired.

"That little monster Jacquelyn poured molasses and flour all over me, then proceeded to put my clothes somewhere and set this little trap for me."

"Jacquelyn did this to you? Why?" Will had finished with the cords, which allowed Elizabeth to sit up.

"I have no idea. But I need to put some clothes on." Elizabeth stood up and went back to their bedroom; Will followed.

"Did Michael have anything to do with this?" Will asked seriously.

"I'm positive it was all Jacquelyn's doing," Elizabeth replied as she opened the closet, where her pirate clothes were secretly stashed. She pulled them out and began to slip into them.

Will began to ask where the children were when something outside the window caught his eye. Michael was standing outside, staring at something out on the sea. "Michael's outside, so that must mean Jacquelyn is too."

Elizabeth finished putting on her boots before joining her husband at the window. "Let's go."

Will and Elizabeth then headed outside.

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Jack stood at the railing of the Black Pearl, gazing nonchalantly at the piece of land that was Port Royal. Jack hadn't returned here in six years, but somehow, it felt like it was only yesterday when he had snuck into the Governor's Mansion and persuaded Will and Elizabeth to accompany him to the Bermuda Triangle. His eyes soon fell upon a new structure on the town's shore, one that certainly hadn't been there last time. Jack squinted at the house before grinning roguishly.

The house had a small, private dock on the shore, and the house itself seemed big enough to hide the Pearl, keeping it out of sight from any unwanted trouble. Jack abruptly turned and headed over to Gibbs, who was at the wheel.

"Mr. Gibbs, we have a sudden change in plan."

Gibbs looked mildly uneasy. "By 'sudden change' do you mean...minuscule, uh, tiny as in, say a...unaffectin' change?"

Jack gave Gibbs one of his looks. "No, an important and titanic change of plan. Just make port with that house's dock." Jack pointed out the destination.

From across the deck, Pintel and Ragetti stared at Will and Elizabeth's house in awe. "I wish I had a house like that."

Pintel gave Ragetti a look. "You're a pirate. Pirates live on ships, not houses."

"But pirates can have houses for when they're not sailing!"

"Says who?"

"A lot of people."

"But how would you get the money for a house?"

"Simple. Just pay with gold we plunder."

Jack walked over to the two crew members. "If you two are finished squabbling, it'd be nice if you helped make ready to dock."

"Aye, aye Cap'n!" Pintel tried to give a gallant salute, but ended up poking himself in the eye. Jack rolled his eyes as he watched the two clumsy pirates go about their duties.

Back on land, Will and Elizabeth trudged out onto the beach located behind their small estate. They had almost reached their son when they spotted Jacquelyn hiding behind a bush.

"Jacquelyn!" Elizabeth exclaimed. "Get to your feet!"

Jacquelyn obediently did as she was told, a guilty look plastered across her face. "Uh, alright, Mrs. Turner. I know you must be mad —"

"I'm far beyond mad after what you did to me, Jacquelyn! Wait until I tell your mother about this!"

"But..."

"I don't want to hear it! Go inside and wait for your mother to arrive! Now!" Elizabeth sharply pointed her finger in the direction of the house.

Jacquelyn suddenly noticed what Elizabeth was wearing. "Mrs. Turner, why are you dressed like..."

"I said go!"

Hanging her head slightly, Jacquelyn slowly made her way into the house. Once she did, Will and Elizabeth turned around, only to be met with a jarring sight. That sight being the Black Pearl moored to their private dock.

Will and Elizabeth had been so preoccupied with Jacquelyn, they didn't notice the ship they knew all too well had secretly snuck up behind them. Their first instinct was to just walk away, but then Will and Elizabeth noticed Michael slowly wandering onto the ship.

"Michael!" Will shouted. "Come back here this instant!"

But Michael didn't seem to her his father's outcry, as he was still walking towards the deck. All too soon, Michael had managed to step onto the deck.

Michael glanced around in wonder at the Black Pearl; it was everything he imagined a pirate ship as grand as this would look like. Every feature of it was astounding to him, and because of all this distraction, Michael was not watching where he was going.

He suddenly bumped into someone.

"Oy!" the person shouted. "What do you think you're..."

Michael looked up in glee and met the eyes of Captain Jack Sparrow. The captain was gazing down at Michael in confusion.

"I don't seem to recall having such a miniature crewmate. Just who might you be, oh small one?"

"You're Captain Jack Sparrow!" Michael said with excitement flooding his voice.

"Finally! Someone is smart enough to call me Captain! Now, who are you?"

The question went unheard by Michael for the second time. Michael then noticed a strong aroma of alcohol radiating from Jack. "You smell funny!"

Jack gave Michael a look and took in his appearance. "Well, you dress funny!"

"The name's Michael. Michael Turner."

Immediately, Jack's face fell. "Did you say 'Turner'?"

Michael nodded his head as Jack glanced up at something behind him.

"Bugger!"

Curious, Michael turned around, only to be met with the sight of his parents rushing towards him. "Uh oh."

"Michael!" Elizabeth rushed forward and took hold of her son. "What do you think you're doing, climbing on a pirate ship?" Elizabeth then noticed Jack.

"Hello, Lizzie. William," Jack greeted his two friends. "Been a long time."

Michael glanced curiously between Jack and his parents. "Mum, Dad, you actually know Jack Sparrow?"

Will and Elizabeth gave each other an uneasy look while Jack gave the couple a disappointed one.

"You neglected to mention me to your own son?" Jack sighed, then smiled at Will. "Well, on the bright side, the good news is it turns out that you're not a eunuch after all!"

Will rolled his eyes before he and Elizabeth started a heated discussion with their son about how not to wander into dangerous places alone and to respect grown-ups when they babysit. However, unbeknownst to the Turner family, Jack secretly slipped aside to the rope that held the Pearl in place with an expression of solemness on his face for the family. Making sure that he wasn't seen, Jack untied the rope, allowing his ship to begin to sail away from the town of Port Royal with the Turner family still onboard.

Will and Elizabeth realized their predicament too late, as they rushed to the side of the ship.

"Jack!" Will exclaimed. "Are you mad?"

Jack grinned. "I've been told so."

"We're still onboard!"

"You're just going to have to trust me. This was the only way I could get you to come along with me on my latest quest."