Once again I apologize for how long it took to update! At least this chapter is a bit longer. Thank you so much again for your reviews everyone! Especially the recent ones that got me off my lazy butt and helped motivate me to finish this damn chapter and post it!

For what seemed like an eternity, the three simply stared at each other. Will stared at Elizabeth. Elizabeth stared at Jack. Jack stared at Will and Elizabeth. Finally, after Jack decided they had sufficient time to look each other over he cheerfully said, "Well, isn't this a lovely little reunion!"

At this, Elizabeth snap back to reality, and promptly fainted.

Will flew across the room with a speed that surprised Jack given his current state, and caught Elizabeth before she hit the ground.

"Wonderful work Jack." Will muttered as he gently fanned Elizabeth's head, which was resting in his lap. He could hardly believe what was happening. Less then one week ago, he had been drinking himself into oblivion in the dingy blacksmith shop on Tortuga, and here he was in the house of the woman he loved and whom he had not seen in twenty years, cradling her head in his lap. He couldn't tear his eyes away from her. Unlike himself, she looked just as she had the day he had left. Though her noticed her beautiful face had taken on a somewhat hollow look. He was examining the rings under her eyes when Jack spoke, bringing him back to reality.

"Pardon me Will, but it's not always easy to remember that I'm deceased. Let's just be grateful Elizabeth decided to lose consciousness rather then scream." That was certainly true, the last thing they needed was the entire Norrington household awake. Suddenly he felt Elizabeth stir, and looked down in time to see her eyes flutter open and look directly into his. He was looking so deeply into her brown eyes that he didn't even notice the hand come flying through the air until it connected with his face. Jack cringed. "I don't think he deserved that." Elizabeth flew from the floor and fixed Will with an icy stare.

"William Turner! How dare you! You write a letter to me, not even giving me the decency of telling me you no longer love me in person, and then I don't hear a word from you in twenty years, twenty years only to find you breaking into my kitchen with J-" Elizabeth stopped mid rant and slowly turned her head until she was staring at Jack, who grinned madly while sweeping his hat off him head and bowing in one graceful gesture. When he rose back up to face her, he noticed that she had paled considerably. "Elizabeth, I would be eternally grateful if you wouldn't faint again...or scream." he added as an afterthought.

Elizabeth backed up a few feet until she found herself bumping into the china hutch, and took several deep breaths before she spoke again. "You- you're supposed to be dead."

"Ah yes, and technically I still am. That is to say, the me of this time is dead, not the me from twenty years ago, which is the me your seeing right now. That me, the me from twenty years ago, is still very much alive as you can see."

Elizabeth simply stared at both of them for a few moments while she tried to process what Jack had just told her. Finally she said, "You're dead...but you are still alive."

"Exactly!" Jack said, grinning.

"It's all rather...complicated." Will muttered, staring at the floor.

"Well I think you better explain it to me." Elizabeth said matter-of-factly."All of it." She sat down and crossed her arms and stared at the two men expectantly.

It took nearly a half hour to recount the entire story, with Will politely interrupting Jack every time he decided to embellish the truth. "...and so that's why we impeded on your lovely abode. I have to find out what happened so I can try to go back and stop it before it happens."

"We also have to find out who's behind my kidnaping."

"Kidnaping?"

Jack rolled his eyes. He didn't need to hear this all over again, and he was sure this time, the ending would be significantly mushier, what with Will explaining the note saying he was leaving Elizabeth was forged and that he never stopped loving her and what-not.

"As much as I'd love to hear all this again, I have an interrogation to preform Elizabeth, would you kindly point me in the direction of your lovely husband's room?" Jack noticed Will wince at the word 'husband', but ignored it and waited for Elizabeth's response.

Elizabeth, who was staring intently at Will, seemed to take a moment to register what Jack was saying to her. " My husband?" She murmured, finally losing the glazed look in her eyes. "He-he's upstairs, but why would you want to question him?"

"Well, he is the one who found my ship and attacked it." Jack said matter-of-factly. " If I'm to find out how to stop what happened, I'm going to have to know exactly how he found me."

"But he didn't find you!"

"Uh, Elizabeth? My ship is bobbing out in the harbor in the Navy's colors and I'm six feet under the ground in Tortuga. I'm fairly certain he did."

Elizabeth sighed exasparatedly and rolled her eyes. " No, no. You were found, but not by James."

"Not by Norrington? Then by who?" asked Jack, now thoroughly perplexed.

"The current Commodore of Port Royal. He was the Lieutenant when he caught you."

"You don't mean to say I was captured by-"

"Gillette" Elizabeth finished for him.

Jack could only stare at her a moment before shutting his eyes tightly and mumbling, " Of all the..." Fortunately his mumbling became incoherent, and Elizabeth didn't hear the string of obscenities that Will certainly wouldn't approved of Jack saying in front of her.

Jack took a deep breath to compose himself and turned once again toward Elizabeth. "Sorry for intruding on your lovely home, darling. Thank you for the information. Now if you don't mind, Will and I have some urgent business to attend to." Jack spoke as though he and Will were old friends who had stopped by unannounced for coffee instead of an ex-fiancé that she hadn't seen in 20 years and a supposedly dead man who she had caught breaking into her house. Jack bowed gracefully and headed for the window, motioning for Will to come along. Will cast one more wistful glance back at Elizabeth, who, bathed in the moonlight, looked just s lovely to him as she had all those years ago.

Just as the two were nearly out the window a defiant voice stopped them in their tracks.

"Stop!"

They both turned to face Elizabeth, who a look of determination etched on her face.

"I'm going with you."

Next Chapter: Visit to the Commodore