A/N: Thanks to all my nice reviewers! I love reading them! It makes my heart all warm and fuzzy so keep them comin'. As always...no fire but if you have any suggestions or complaints feel free to tell me. Also a very kind reviewer reminded me of a few spelling mistakes in the last chapter so I corrected those and a few others. The problem is that I don't have time to read over the chapters once I've finished them so if you see any mistakes or OOCness let me know ok?

This is where the story kicks off! So R&R

"Where have I heard that before?" she asked rolling her eyes.

"Luv there's always a chest because if there's no chest where should the little ol' preciouse things be put ey?" he informed her matter of factly. "You're brain's been freeze dried through these years luv! That's the basic fact about any treasure...where would the treasure be if there's no treasure chest?"

"I suppose! I just hope there aren't any internal organs in this one."

"Not quite darling. Inside the chest is the mythical espejo inverso." Jack said with a truimphant grin. Elizabeth just stared at him in confussion.

"It means the reversing mirror." Jack said as if it cleared everything up.

"I've been around long enough to know what it means! What I want to know is...what is it?"

Jack frowned. "You can't honestly say you've never heard of the espejo inverso." he emphasized the last two words as if advertising it.

"I dare say I can."

"Well luv! It so happens to be the key to all your problems. This mirror has the power to reverse or rather undo any matter of super natural, natural, semi natural and any other series of actions performed on any form of living being savvy? So all we have to do is gather the ol' gang, go to the Pearl, get the charts I've left on it, find the mirror and we'll each go to our own merry way aye?"

"Aye." she whispered in amazement. "You better be telling the truth this time."

"Was I lying to you about the heart?"

"No but-"

"Was I lying about the compass?"

"Well no but-"

"Than I'm not lying now either. So do me a favor and trust me this one time."

"Alright, I suppose! But how are we to get to the Pearl?"

"We'll just commandeer a boat! Easy peasy, lemon squeezy."

"You seem to be forgetting which century we're in. Stealing a ship isn't as easy as it used to be."

"Commandeering luv! Nautical term." Jack informed her. "And you seem to be forgetting that no matter what century we're in I'm captain Jack Sparrow! Now what say you we do some sailing?"

Elizabeth sighed and wriggled free from Jack's grasp and started walking. Jack followed her waiting for an answer.

She thought about his suggestion for a moment longer. "When do we set sail?"

Jack grinned with satisfaction. "That's more like it!"

Elizabeth couldn't help but grin as she scanned the men sitting around her, yet again. It felt like old times again. It felt like she'd gone back in time. The only thing they were missing was their weapons...and the Pearl.

While everyone was seated Jack was pacing the room like the leader of a mafia band.

"Elizabeth darling?!" Jack said with a faux innocent expression.

"Yes Jack?"

His expression turned harsh. "Are you listening?" he barked at the top of his voice. He was in full captain mode.

Elizabeth sighed. "Uhum."

"Oh are you? Than you can tell me what you are to do."

She just had to sigh again. "I distract the gaurds with my "womenly persuasion " skills and my "damsel in distress" act."

Jack nodded. "Correct! And at that exact time what will you two dummies be doing?" he turned on his heels towards Pintel and Ragetti.

Pintel smiled sheepishly. "We'll be approchin' the gaurds-"

"Knock 'em out!"

"Good. And what will you two idiots do?" he barked turning to Murttog and Mullroy.

"We'll be disabling the cameras sir." Murttog said.

"You know he likes to be called captain." Mullroy warned in a whisper.

"You're right but why do you think that is?"

"Maybe he has some unresolved childhood issues."

"Or maybe he's lacking self respect and-"

"Oh shut it! Both of you. What will the rest of us be doing you worthless cockroaches?!"

Cotton's parrot was the first to reply. "Wind in the sails!" it squaked.

"Quite right you are! We'll be stealing the boat."

Elizabeth coughed meaningfully.

"Yes miss Swann?"

"We've been through this enough times but...it sounds too easy!"

"It is easy! It's just too hard for people to accept how easy it is. Any other questions?"

Everyone shook their heads.

"Good!" he said smugly. "Once we're out in the Atlantic we'll be home in no time."

Gibbs seemed to be confused. "Home capt'n?"

"Aye, home!" Jack said with a new light gleaming in his brown eyes. "The caribbean mates."

Elizabeth let out a terrified scream as she slipped on the slippery surface near the dock. She hit the ground holding her ankle crying out in pain.

"Augh!" she sighed.

"Ma'am?!" a security gaurd approached her from behind.

"Are you ok?" the second asked. "Should I call 911?"

She smiled but she was obviousely still in pain. "Oh no! Thank you but we women are quite used to our high heels causing trouble."

She tried to stand up but the pain made her stop. The two gaurds realizing this rushed forward to help her up.

"You boys are so sweet." she said running a hand on her clothes to straighten them out.

The two nodded. "You're welcome ma'am. We must get back to-"

"It'd hard to find nice gentlemen these days." she said with a sly smile as took a step closer to them. "I say! I have this friend. Would you boys be interested in grabbing a bite some time this week?"

She was releaved to see Pintel and Ragetti approaching because she wasn't sure how long she could keep it up.

The two men blushed. Obviousely interested but too dutiful to admit so. "We really must-"the other gaurd started.

"Because I think you two are rather-" her voice was interrupted with a bang. The two gaurds crashed to the ground. "charming!" she finished with a smile as if nothing had happened. She stepped forward wrapping one arm around Pintel's neck and the other around Ragetti's. She was happy to register that they were both cleaner...sorta.

"Where's the captain?" she said casually.

"Already aboard the yacht."

"Than there's no time to loose. To the docks!"

"You can be rather persuasive luv! I was overcome by a strange sense of deja vu as I watched you work your magic on those two poor blokes." Jack smiled. "I almost expected you to give them a kiss before they got smacked in the head." he whispered.

They were alone on deck, the rest of the crew had already passed out in two of the three cabins. The largest cabin ofcourse had been -according to tradition- saved as the "captain's cabin".

Elizabeth giggled. "I still can't believe we're getting away with this."

Jack shook his head. "Control yourself woman! If I didn't know better I'd say it's your first time commandeering a vessel...which is far from true."

She smiled. "Admit it! You've missed it too."

Jack's expression never changed but the twinkle in his eyes told Elizabeth that he was smiling. "Aye luv...I've certainly missed it." he whispered taking a deep breath. Taking in the smell of the salt, the sea and...the freedom. There was only one thing missing. He smiled pulling out his flask and taking a sip of rum.

"It's strange how even rum used to taste better...maybe because we used to drink it out of bottles."

"Maybe." she whispered with a smile as their eyes met. And she knew they were both thinking about the same thing.

Jack laughed. "You're thinking about the island too aye luv?"

"Yes! Yes well...I think you should know that all this time, every time I heard th word rum I thought of you and that day." she laughed.

"It would be hard to think of anything but darlin'."

They were silent for a minute while Jack struggled with the wheel.

"Are you sure you can navigate this thing Jack?"

"Don't-" Jack exclaimed, holding a finger up. "dare say that there is a single vessel in this entire ocean that I can't navigate."

Elizabeth nodded.Jack seemed to be more at ease with the wheel but he was still cursing under his breath. "If every ship were like the Pearl-...why does this have to be so stiff?-...bloody hell! They call this a yacht?" he whispered in a barely audible tone.He finally turned to her.

"Although I must admit we're rather lucky this is a sailing yacht and not a motor yacht because as good as I am with anything that floats I don't know much about engines and things of the sort." he informed her. "This is actually a rather good yacht. It's a "cruiser" by the looks of it and about...14 meters or so." he informed her. His eyes were expert at examining any type of boat.

"Oh." she nodded. "Although I must complain about the lack of electricity."

He chuckled. "That went out the window when we decided to disconnect the radio and the radar but you had it easy luv! Atleast there's water and pluming. What are you going to do once we're aboard the Pearl?"

"What? I thought we were just going to get the charts! You never said anything about actually sailing on it."

"Well we are."

"No! Aside from the fact that there no pluming, water, electricity or proper furnishing...no offense Jack but she's rather...old."

He looked outraged. "Old?! Old?! Are you calling my girl old? How would you feel if I called you old? Lizzie luv, we've all lived for a long time but none of us are old. Matter of fact the Black Pearl is still the fastest ship in these waters. Even without...an engine." he said the last word with spite.

"But what will I do without my blow dryer and...and my straightning iron? We must find a vessel with modern equipments." she said touching her Victoria Beckham style bob.

Jack rolled his eyes. "Oh so sorry! I forgot you'd turned from a pirate to a diva! I think I liked the pirate Lizzie better. She was a girl trapped in a world of luxury but wanting more but you're a girl bathing in a world of luxury and wanting nothing to do with your old life."

Elizabeth's lips trembled as she closed the gap between Jack and herself. "Oh but you're wrong Jack because I want my old life back...I just don't know how."

Jack smirked as he lay a hand on the small of her back. "Need any assistance in finding out?" he said huskily.

Elizabeth was outraged at what he was suggesting. "Captain Sparrow! You should be ashamed of yourself!" she pushed him away gently.

His smile didn't fade. " The only thing I'm ashamed of is not succeeding in my intentions. Any who! Tell me Lizzie those 15 husbands of yours...did you love any of them?"

"Well lets see! A few I married because at the time it was socially unacceptable for ladies to be unsupported by a husband, married one of them when I was drunk, a few other of them because of their money and a few of them I was quite fond of but never loved them like I loved Will."

"Harsh luv! Seems like you need this more than I do." he passed her the flask of rum. She sipped and thanked him with a bow of her head.

"You know, atleast you had your crew. I was all on my own."

"True but that world that melted away? I loved it much more than you did. It was quite painful to see all that I stood for being destroyed. The free men and women, the uncharted waters and the freedom."

"I guess we're square."

"It seems we are luv."

They were both quiet for a few minutes.

"You know I've had my share of adventure all these years but none quite measured up to those adventures we had together."

"I would be surprised if they did luv."

"We did have some good times didn't we?!"

"More than some luv."

"The world was just a better place back then."

Jack shook his head. "I think it had better blokes in it."

Elizabeth nodded."I think of those days...of Will and...of you very often." as soon as she spoke the words she felt vulnerable. They were true but she realized that Jack would get the wrong impression.

Jack smirked. "Do you?! And what per say do you think about most?"

Oh no! This wasn't good. This wasn't good at all.

"I think about that day on the island, the day you let Will stab the heart..." she trailed off.

Jack seemed to be amused. He raised an eyebrow. "And?"

"And the day I...I...you died."

Jack frowned thoughfully. "Yes I think of that day rather a lot myself."

"Which part? The part where I kissed you or the part where I left you to die on your own ship?" she almost blurted out but stopped herself.

Jack seemed to be reading her mind because he grinned playfully. "Every bit of it." he added.

She said nothing.

"Dearie...I believe I owe you an apology. I'm not going to apologize seeing as I'm a pirate but you should know that I do owe you an apology."

She was genuinely surprised. "You do?"

Jack nodded. "If I'd stabbed the heart before Jones stabbed Willy boy...you wouldn't be in this mess would you?"

"But I owe you an apology as well so if you think about it...we're square."

They both knew what she was talking about. The day she'd said she wasn't sorry.

"But you came after me luv didn't you?"

"And you let Will stab the heart didn't you?"

"Alright I guess we'll call it equel."

"I guess we will."

"I think I'll hit the sack."

"Take the bed luv I won't be doing much sleeping. Been a while since I spent the night with my love." he grinned.

"Huh?"

"The sea luv."

"Oh. Oh yes ofcourse. Good night."

"Sleep tight and don't let the beasties bite."

She headed to the cabin and lay on the bed. Her suitcase was in the corner of the room. Packed with clothes, beauty products and the rest of her belongings. She smiled. It was so strange that so long ago she traveled with nothing but the clothes on her back and now...

She smiled even broader as she took hold of the handle on her suitcase and dragged it out on deck. Jack was looking at her questioningly but he said nothing as she unzipped the suitcase and emptied everything in it in the ocean.

She gave a satisfied nod before turning around and heading for the cabin.

"Lizzie?"

"Aye capt'n?"

"It's sure good to have you back." he grinned.

"It's sure good to be back." she grinned back and shut the door behind her.

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