Prue and Phoebe sat in silence in the parlour. Leo still hadn't come back from his meeting with the Elders so they still had no information on what had happened to Piper. Kit wandered quietly into the room without either of the sisters taking any notice. Seeking attention, Kit rubbed against the side of Phoebe's leg. Startled, Phoebe screamed and leapt out of her seat, stepping on Kit's tail and sending her racing out of the room. Prue jumped as well due to the unexpected commotion.

Leo stood in the doorway with his arms crossed and a huge smile on his face. He had orbed in just in time to witness the girls in mid freak-out. Both girls stopped and looked over at him sheepishly.

"Leo!" Phoebe exclaimed. "Am I glad to see you!" She ran at him and wrapped her arms around his waist. "Please tell us you've found Piper." The smile vanished from Leo's face as he shook his head.

"I'm afraid the elders don't know what has happened to her," replied Leo. "And no one has been able to contact her or locate her."

"But that doesn't make sense," said Prue. "There has to be some way of finding her. She couldn't have just vanished."

"Her location may be concealed by a spell or she could have been taken to another plane," Leo suggested. "She could be anywhere."

"But she's definitely still alive, right?" Phoebe asked.

"Right," replied Leo. "The Elders would be able to sense if she had died." Prue turned and walked toward the staircase without saying anything. Phoebe and Leo followed close behind.

"Where are you going?" Phoebe asked.

"To the attic," replied Prue, without looking back. "I'm going to try the spell to call a lost witch. You should talk to Cole and see if he's heard anything in the Underworld about Piper's whereabouts."

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Jack's boat bobbed rhythmically with the tide just a few feet from where Jack had passed out. He and Piper were camping out on a small island until morning. Piper was used to camping, but sleeping out in the middle of the ocean without a tent wasn't her idea of fun. She was sitting with her back against a nearby palm tree, staring blankly out at the ocean.

She was beginning to wonder how she was going to get home. At least with Captain Drake she knew her purpose, but now that he'd run off she had no idea why she was back in the 17th century. She knew Drake had been lying about the Pearl so she knew he wasn't an innocent that she needed to help. She figured it would be up to her sisters to bring her home now.

Piper looked over at Jack with a disgusted expression. He'd started drinking the moment they reached the island until the moment he passed out. He was still clutching the empty bottle of rum. Although his outward appearance was quite dirty and unkempt, there was something that made him attractive. Even though she was happily married to Leo, there was a spark between her and Jack.

She tried to shake the feeling and began wandering around the water's edge. It was quite dark, but she figured if she stayed close to the edge of the water, she would be able to turn around and find her way back without any problems. She was hoping to get out of sight about to test her powers without Jack seeing. She wasn't sure what people thought of witches in the Caribbean in the 17th century and didn't want Jack to find out about her.

After walking out of Jack's sight, Piper grabbed a stone from the beach and threw it in the air. As it plummeted to the ground Piper threw her hands out in front of her. The stone froze in mid-air. Piper smiled with satisfaction and threw her hands out again, causing the stone to explode into millions of tiny pieces.

"Leo!" she shouted, hoping that he would hear her call. She couldn't understand why he hadn't orbed in to save her yet. "Am I supposed to be learning something right now?" she shouted upward. "Because if this was the Elders' idea to teach me something, I'm in dire need of a hint!" She stood in place and stared up at the stars for a few moments before sighing irritably. "This sucks!" she mumbled. She turned toward the center of the island and focused on a large stone. Throwing her hands forward, she blew the stone into pieces. She turned and began walking back in the direction she had come from.

She stopped suddenly when she noticed a shadowy figure in front of her. Once she'd had the chance to focus on the figure for a moment, she realized that Jack had followed her.

"Impressive," said Jack. She could see him grin in the moonlight. "But I wouldn't go flaunting powers such as those in front of people, lass. People around here don't fare well with the witchy-types, such as yourself." Piper flashed him a sheepish smile and crossed her arms.

"You're not going to turn me in, are you?" Piper asked sarcastically.

"Wouldn't dream of it, love," replied Jack. "Wouldn't dare go against a witch with powers such as yours."

"Right," replied Piper. "Look, I kind of need to get back to my own time. You wouldn't know a witch in Tortuga by any chance, would you?"

"Aye," replied Jack.

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"Your witch was useless!" Drake shouted as he paced back and forth. "She was powerless against Barbossa and his crew!"

"Was she now?" asked the witch, seeming slightly amused. "Did you go during the day or during the night?"

"Night," replied Drake. "But what difference does that make?"

"The witch's powers will only work on Barbossa's crew during the day," replied the witch. "When they return to their human forms." Drake rolled his eyes and heaved an aggravated sigh.

"And you failed to mention this before because…?" Drake asked.

"I assumed you would have waited until morning to face Barbossa," replied the witch. "I guess I expected too much of a man such as yourself." Drake grabbed the witch by the neck and pulled her to her feet. She seemed completely unfazed by his actions.

"Where can I find the witch?" he demanded through clenched teeth. The witch stared at him until he released his hold on her.

"You will find her with Captain Jack Sparrow," replied the witch.

"And where the hell am I supposed to find him?" asked Drake.

"He's on his way here," replied the witch. "And he's bringing the witch."

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Jack and Piper walked into the crowded pub that all too familiar to Jack. As a pirate, he had spent many nights getting drunk and picking up women. Many people immediately recognised Jack as he walked through the building. Most of the women glared at him while the men nodded approvingly as they looked from Jack to Piper. Jack smiled and moved closer to Piper. She looked back at him and smiled gratefully.

"Thanks so much for your help, Jack," said Piper. "I think I can go the rest of the way by myself."

"Any time, mate," replied Jack. As Piper turned to walk away, Jack disappeared into the crowd and moved toward the bar.

Piper pushed through the crowd, ignoring the strange looks she was getting due to her unusual attire. She walked into the dark room and immediately knew something was wrong. The candles on the table were still lit, but the witch was no longer sitting at the table. She couldn't see anyone in the room with her, but Piper could sense someone watching her.

As she moved further into the room, Drake came up behind her and clasped his hand over Piper's mouth to keep her from screaming. With his free hand, he pinned Piper's arms down to keep her from using her powers on him.

"I want that ship Miss Halliwell," Drake threatened. "And you're going to help me get it."