A/N: Well, I don't really have anything to say here, except: SNOGGAGE! SQUEE! That and a huge THANKYOU! To everyone who reviewed my last chapter. I had this written acoupla days ago, but hadn't had the chance to put it up. But here it is. Enjoy!

Will had gone back to sleep by the time Greeb had finished with Jack's bed. Shaking his head, Greeb walked down the stairs to the bar, which a serving girl had been minding for him.

'Your room's ready, Jack.' Greeb said to the pirate.

'Huh? Oh, right. Thanks.' Jack seemed distracted. Probably because of that girl on his lap, Greeb thought with a wry twist of his mouth.

'Look, luv, you get off me now, right?'

The girl giggled and threw her arms around Jack's neck, almost knocking them both off the stool Jack was sitting on.

'Please get off? You're drunk.' Jack said desperately.

'No 'm not. I think you 're a real fantac-fantama-great guy. An' I wan' you t' stay wi' me tonight.' She slurred, and broke into another fit of giggles.

'Honestly, darlin', that's very flattering an' all, but I have pressing business upstairs. So if you'll excuse me...' Jack dumped her onto the floor and quickly leapt off the stool before she could right herself and sit on him again.

Jack hurried up the stairs so that she would not see which room was his.

Will opened his eyes as he heard the doorknob turn. He was still lying down and his back was facing the door. He lay still and pretended to be asleep. He really didn't want to talk to anyone at the moment. He had a painful headache forming behind his eyes and his mouth was dry and sticky inside.

The person who had come in, Will guessed it was this 'Jack' person who Greeb had spoken of, began to whistle a sea shanty very quietly. The whistle soon became words, which were hushed and hard to hear. They went something like this:

'Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me,' and then some humming, as if the singer had forgotten the words and then, '...and really bad eggs. Drink up, me hearties, yo ho!'

Will blinked. What an odd song. Although, it did sound vaguely familiar...maybe from the time he had spent with...Will gasped. Jack!

Will sat up in the bed and twisted until he could see the man who had been singing.

Jack slipped into his room and breathed a hasty sigh of relief. That girl had only been about 15. What on earth was she doing on Tortuga? Tortuga, although the most fantastic place on earth, was no place for young girls.

Jack started whistling under his breath, and then began to sing. He loved this song! Adored it! Thought it was the essence of pirates everywhere!

He remembered to sing quietly though, for the young man he had taken under his wing was still asleep on the mattress on the floor. Or was he? Jack saw the man move his head slightly, in a very deliberate movement. That was not a sleeping movement, Jack thought.

Jack thought about talking to the boy, and then decided against it. His head would be hurting like anything. Jack knew it would, he'd had experience.

Then suddenly the man in the bed sat up and looked over at Jack. There was a stunned silence, which Jack was the first to break.

'Will?' He asked incredulously.

'Jack?' Will said with equal surprise in his voice. He got up from the mattress and stood a few metres from Jack.

'I-why are you in Tortuga? Did Lizzie really...?' Jack asked.

'Yes, she did. That's why I'm here.'

'Why Tortuga?'

'Because-because I thought you might be here.' Will said with wistfulness in his voice. His voice became bitter when he continued, 'When I found out you weren't, well, I just found the cheapest place to live and the place with the strongest alcohol.'

'Oh, Will. I'm sorry.'

'No, don't be-I-Lizzie, she's just a-a bitch. A h-heartl-less bitch!' Will said, his voice breaking and tears filling his eyes.

Jack's heart almost broke when he saw this, and he stepped forward and pulled Will into his arms. Will didn't resist, he just began to cry, tears running down his cheeks and onto Jack's shirt and chest.

'I'm get-getting your shir-shirt all w-wet, Jack. I-I'm sorry.'

'Don't worry about it, Will. Just-don't worry.'

Jack reached up and ran his hand through Will's hair, massaging his scalp and combing his tangled hair in the same movement. Will shivered as Jack did this, his sobs began to slow and his breathing began to even out.

After a while of just standing there, with his fingers entangled in Will's hair, and Will leaning on his chest, Jack had a thought.

'Look, Will, you can't sleep on the floor. You take the bed, I'll have the mattress.'

Will pulled away slightly, but kept his arms around Jack's waist, to look Jack in the face.

'No, Jack, I couldn't. I-you're the one paying for the room, you should have the bed.'

'I insist, you take the bed.'

'No, you.'

'You.'

'You, Jack.'

'How about we share the bed? I will not see you on the floor, lad.'

Will sighed and rested his head back down onto Jack's shoulder. 'Fine, Jack, fine. We'll share the bed, because I couldn't let you sleep on the floor either.'

Will closed his eyes and they stood, wrapped in each other.

They had stayed like that for a while longer, until Jack had decided they should probably get to bed. It was late, and Jack had meant to be up early to survey The Pearl and fix the damage she had sustained from the last raid that hadn't gone entirely to plan.

And now they were in bed together, together in bed. Will pondered the significance of this while Jack settled in the bed.

It was reasonably large, comfortable and Will was amazed that he was sober enough to notice this, as if it had been just him, if Jack had not have appeared, Will would have been too drunk to notice if someone stole the clothes he was wearing in the night.

Jack had settled down and was lying facing Will. He looked about ready to drop.

'So, if you don't mind me asking, who was it that caught Miss Swann's eye?'

'She's Mrs Turner, actually, or she was. But, it was Norrington, Jack. Norrington!'

'She would've done a lot better had she stayed with you, Will.' Said Jack, in a funny tone of voice.

He reached out and cupped his hand to Will's cheek. Will stiffened and looked at Jack with confusion in his eyes.

Jack sighed and said, 'Will, I-well, I've wanted this-wanted you-for so long, but you-you were always in love with her-with Lizzie-and I couldn't hurt you, and if I'd have said anything you'd have left and I couldn't see you at all, and so I stood by and just let you go off with her and now...' He trailed off and took his hand from Will's cheek, looked down and looked very downcast.

'I-Jack, I...'

'I'm sorry, Will. I-I think I just ruined what we had in the first place, but I couldn't not say anything, not with this opportunity here. I couldn't just sit by and let you slip though my fingers again. Not this time. And...'

'Jack.'

'And I thought maybe I'd have a chance, because of Lizzie and...'

'Jack!' Said Will, exasperated and he pushed his face forward to touch their lips together.

Jack moaned against Will's lips, which made Will press his tongue into the pirate's mouth. Jack responded with an obsessive need. He flicked Will's tongue with his and nipped at the tip of it. Even sucked on the younger man's tongue. It was Will's turn to moan, as the sensations Jack was causing became overwhelming.

Will ended the kiss, pulling away and biting his lip. 'Look, Jack, I'm not sure I'm quite-can you...'

'Yes?'

'Can you take me with you on The Pearl? I need somewhere to go and with all this,' Will waved his right hand vaguely at Jack and himself, 'I don't want to stay here alone.'

'Of course, Will. I was thinking of asking you if you wanted to come with us. Of course, it's fine.'

'Thanks, Jack, you know, maybe I need someone new, to get over Lizzie. Maybe -maybe you can help me to recover from her?'

Jack reached out and wrapped his arms around Will, pulling him close. That was all the answer Will needed.

They lay together, Jack's arms around Will, Will's arms tucked in between Jack's chest and his. Will's face pressed into the warmth at Jack's neck, and he couldn't have been happier.

Aww, isn't that sweet? Well, it kinda turned out a bit differently than it was meant to. It will feel so bad when I have to...ooh, wait, I shouldn't say that. That would be giving the story away, now wouldn't it?

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Love you all! Jessi