A/N: Here's the new chapter! Hope you enjoy! I love your reviews. I had two nice suggestions. First I wanted to point out to Willthegreat that we will be seeing what Jack and his crew and also Elizabeth have been doing all this time. Matter of fact next chapter is called. "What have you been up to?" Does that explain it? I'm so glad someone pointed it out that we should see some of what they've been up to but don't worry I had every intention of doing so.

The other thing was that as Isabella Cherone pointed out I really do need a beta for this story seeing as no matter how many times I promise myself that I will...I just don't have time to read over the chappies when I'm done! Anyone interested?

R&R people!

"We're almost there." Jack exclaimed happily as he pranced around on the yacht.

"Almost where?" Elizabeth asked, rubbing her eyes. She was still sleepy.

"The holy blue waters of heaven with it's soothing waves and it's singing wind."

"Huh?" Elizabeth exclaimed in confusion.

Jack rolled his eyes. "The caribbean luv!"

"Oh. And Isla De Noir?"

"Only half a day away."

"Great!"

Jack took out his compass and looked at it with a smile.

"You still have that thing?" Elizabeth asked with a yawn.

"But of course! Where would Captain Jack Sparrow be without his effects?"

She smirked. "As sad as it may be, I must say...nowhere!"

"Ouch luv! As I've said before, you may kill me but you may never insult me."

"It seems like it's the exact opposite these days."

Jack frowned. A slightly troubled expression on his face. "Yes it does, doesn't it?" he whispered more to himself. "Well that's about to change!" he exclaimed cheerfully.

Elizabeth shook her head and laughed. "If the world inherited your sense of enthusiasm and denial it would be a much happier place."

Jack smiled. "Why dread life when you can enjoy it?!"

Elizabeth had to smile too "I hear people say 'A soul afraid of dying never learns to live' and I have to stop myself from pointing out that 'A soul immune to dying never enjoys life'."

"It is a sad soul indeed that does not expirience the thrill of fighting to live." he agreed.

"It's strange how you know what I feel. Perhaps it's because we've both been through the same expirience."

"Not only that luv. We've always been peas in a pod! We've always felt the same about certain things."

She nodded. "Freedom."

"And much more."

They stared at the horizon. And Elizabeth was alarmed to register that they both sighed at the exact same time. It terrified her how much they were alike.

Jack grinned. "So luv! As far as I remember you thought the idea of us impossible. Two hundred years later...any change of mind?"

"Decidedly not." she smiled. "Jack, you and I? We've always been too much alike to be together."

He chuckled. "Found another whelp?"

"Yes as a matter of fact I have!" Elizabeth informed him,suddenly thinking of Dex. She fingered the cell phone in her pocket.

Jack smirked. "In love with him are we?"

"I...like him but my heart will always belong to Will. I'll never love another like I loved him."

Jack squinted. "You know what I think the problem is? I think you didn't even love Will...not really. Loving him had become a habit for you...it wasn't a feeling anymore. And now you're affraid of letting yourself fall in love -really fall in love- with anyone else because you think... that will be betraying Will."

He took a step closer to her. She faced him bravely "And you know this how?"

"Didn't you say -and I quote- 'we've always been too much alike to be together.' " Jack imitated her. "Well we are alike...I know you! If you and I are too alike, you and Will were too different." he said matter-of-factly as he lay a hand on her shoulder.

She raised an eyebrow. "You seem to be too well informed of such matters for a...pirate."

He gave her shoulder a small squeez and pulled her closer. "That's what a long time on this planet does to you!"

"Can't argue with that." she agreed. She felt terrified of their closeness but she wouldn't be the one to admit it first.

Jack grinned wickedly. "When you can't argue..." he whispered huskily. "You must give in!" he said as his lips brushed hers lightly. He was playing a game with her! At least that was what she thought. She wasn't going to lose this one. She had a habit of not losing.

"I thought this was over long ago!" she whispered against his lips with a smile. Her heart was beating against her ribcage. It was happening again! They were challenging eachother. They were playing a game neither could win. And it felt surprisingly comforting that some things went on forever.

"Some things never die luv!" he grinned. "Some things always come back."

And he finally crashed his lips against hers. She felt him grinning even as they kissed.

She kissed him back. Partly because of the little game they were playing and also because he tasted of all the things she was missing all this time.

She ran a hand on his neck and on to his face as his hands stroked her back. Both their lips were demanding something from the other. Perhaps it was freedom. Perhaps it was a sense of belonging in a world where no one understood them.

When she finally felt like her lips were swollen and her lungs were out of oxygen she broke away. Jack grinned brighter than ever.

"I am said to be a mighty good kisser luv." he said with a cocky grin."Have I changed your mind about us?"

"Not a chance Jack. Not.a.chance." she smiled.

He jumped up in mock fright."Are you going to kill me? Are there going to be shackles again?"

She laughed. "No shackles!"

"Too bad." he gave her a toothy grin. She punched him lightly on the chest as she smiled.

"Captain Sparrow! Time can change many things but apparently you're not one of those things."

"Quite right you are! We've always had an understanding luv." he smirked. "If only you would stop resistin' me we'd have loads of fun together."

"You mean you will have fun, I will go mad trying to deal with you."

"As I said, if you would just stop resisting me." he said still holding her close.

"The day I stop resisting you will be the day water turns to dust...means never." she said pushing him away gently.

"We'll just wait and see, won't we?"he said.

Just as she was about to answer. Jack spotted something from the corner of his eyes.

"Well I'll be damned! Holy Bacardi rum and kraken bits!"

"What?! What is it Jack?"

He didn't answer. "Full speed ahead and all hands on deck! We're almost there." he barked.

"Jack?" she asked upon seeing the look in his eyes.

"The Pearl." he whispered with more emotion than she'd though possible from him. The look in his eyes, the crack in his voice and his expression made Elizabeth think for the first time that maybe he did know what love meant afterall. Just a different kind of love.

Jack caressed the wooden railings of the Pearl with affection. The crew stood silent with awe and respect. It was like they all felt the need to give the two of them time.The captain and his ship.

Elizabeth studied him. It was strange that a man could love an object so much. Than again-she had to remind herself- that the Pearl was was much more than that. It was his freedom.

She felt her mobile vibrating in her pocket. She took it out. The word "Dex" was flashing on the screen.

"Screw it." she cursed. She turned around with one fast motion and threw the device as far out in the ocean as her arm would allow her. Well! This felt even better than when she emptied her clothes in the water. Having a cell phone always felt like such a burden.

"What are you doing luv?"

"I just got rid of the very last bit of my very tiring life. What are you doing?"

"I just got the most important part of my very exciting life back."

She nodded. "Looks like life is finally looking up!"

"Seems like it is luv." he turned towards the crew. "What are you looking at you worthless, dirty, scabrous dogs? Bring all the stock from the yacht to the Pearl. Weigh anchor and hoist the sails or has a few years off the job erased your memory? Forgotten how to work have you? Now's a good time to start remembering! Get to work!"

The whole crew started running around to carry out his orders.Elizabeth found it quite amusing when she watched dozens of modern looking men running around a 17th century ship. As scruffy and tough as they all looked their look was still 21st century. Some of them were wearing jeans and leather jackets for god's sake.

They were still in the huge cave close to Isla De Noir and Jack couldn't wait to see that caribbean wind hit the black sails of the Pearl.

"You're lucky she's still ok Jack! If it were any other ship it would be rotting by now."

Jack chuckled. "Well the Pearl isn't any other ship." he informed her as he took a step towards the doors of the captain's cabin. He took hold of the knobs. He tightened his grip around the knobs and pulled on them. He was overcome by the smell of rum, dust and wood as he stepped in his cabin and looked around. Evrything was like he'd left it over ten years ago. Down to the last empty bottle of rum, every rotting map on his desk and his clothes which he'd left on his bed.

"Honey! I'm home!" he exclaimed as he flopped down on his chair, resting his feet on his desk. He found a bottle of rum on the desk, uncorked it with his teeth and took a huge sip. "I knew rum tasted better from the bottle."

"Captain?!"

"Ah! Lizzie luv! Do come in."

She looked around. "This place hasn't changed much! That's rather fortunate."

"I should hope so!" he smirked, leaping to his feet. He shoved the bottle in her hands. "Have a drink! I'll go attend to my...captaining duties."

He left her in the cabin to stomp around the deck and bark orders. She stood for a while just looking at her surrounding and sipping rum before she decided to do some snooping. She examined his clothes, the accessories were gone of course -hanging on his current belt- but she fingered the fabric and took a sniff. It smelt of rum, sweat, the sea and...him. She next moved to his desk which was piled with...stuff! Maps, papers, pens, empty rum bottles and she finally saw the charts.

She fingered it with fascination. The chart was set to show what she dreaded the most, it showed Aqua La Vida. She frowned and turned them to show something else. Anything else. She turned them until words formed. "If she is sunrise he is sundown." She sighed. As Jack would've said that was just "madeningly unhelpful".

"We're on our way I-oh! I see you found our little friend." he grinned.

She smiled. "Yeah! Sorry, I fiddled around with it a bit. It was still showing..."

"Aye. I know." he smirked. "We're underway. Just thought you should know."

She nodded.

He walked over to the bed and lifted his old tattered shirt. "I s'ppose I should do some changin'."

Elizabeth laughed. "Jack need I remind you again and again what century we're in?"

"Miss Swann-although I guess it's not miss Swann anymore but I quite like it- need I remind you again and again that I'm Captain Jack Sparrow?"

"Well if you must." she sighed.

He took off his black over sized shirt. Elizabeth busied her eyes looking at her fingers. Even that little glimpse of Jack's tanned and slightly toned back made her uncomfortable and tingly so she didn't want to see his chest -or anything else for that matter- that would make her stomach lurch.

Jack sighed and shook his shoulders. He had his vest and shirt on.She looked up and found that Jack was looking more like his usual self. He tied on his red bandana and placed his hat on his head very carefully. He lifted his trousers up but found a huge whole in the bottom.

"Well I guess not." he grinned. "I like this one just fine." he motioned to the ones he was wearing. They were navy blue, flimsy and had dirt on them...just how he liked them.

Elizabeth took Jack's coat from the chair and placed it on his shoulders. "You look the part Jack."

" I am the part Lizzie." he said matter-of-factly with a wave of his hands.He took the charts from the desk and made his way on deck.

He took a barrel and placed it in front of the stool he was sitting on and spread the charts on it.

"Let's see!" he looked at the charts. Right above a small island was written "If she is sunrise he is sundown."

"Well that's just too much like poetry! Where are those hallucinations when I need 'em?" he turned the pieces for a bit longer before hitting the jackpot. He spotted the island he was looking for -"Isla del desconocido"- and grinned. He read the instruction. "Deception is the key to the unkown."

"Well this is even worse than "up is down."!" he mumbled.

"We have a headin'!" he barked. "Southeast! Snap to!"

"We have a headin' but there seems to be a catch." he said to himself as he stared at the instruction again. What did it mean? Was it the way to open the chest?

"Jack? What's got you all...frustrated?" Elizabeth asked but before he could answer the monkey came jumping down the rigging and snatched Jack's hat.

"Bugger! This thing is still here? All these years?" Jack cursed. "Extra booty for whoever gets my hat back!" he announced and turned back to the charts.

"So what is it Jack?"

"Take a look for yourself dolly belle!" he said, pushing the charts in front of her.She examined them closely. "I don't get it! If the charts are showing the exact location of the island what is the instruction for?"

"I suspect it's a hint to how the chest is opened luv."

"Uhum. Let me see! Doesn't "Isla del desconocido" mean island of the unknown?" she asked. Jack nodded. "So if the key to the unknown is deception that means the key to the island -and therefor the chest- is deception. I just don't get the deception part."

Jack frowned thoughtfully and grinned. "You don't get deception? I thought that was a game we were both rather good at."

"We're good at games in general Jack but when it comes to deeper meaning we're lost."

He shook his head and snatched the charts from her. "That's only because you won't give us the chance luv." he teased.

She sat on the barrel in front of him. "Oh really? You feel you deserve the chance?"

He smirked and tipped his head forward. "I feel we deserve the chance. Admit it Elizabeth, you and I? There's something special between us...the chemistrey and all the other stuff too!" he teased with a grin.

Catching the humor in his voice Elizabeth smiled and bent forward. "Oh is there?"

Jack shielded his grin with a seriouse frown. "Yes I think there is." he said seriousely.

"Than why don't I see it?"

"That makes me concerened luv because a blind man could see the little episodes going down between us."

Elizabeth pretended to be surprised. "Is that so?" she asked with a frown.

"If you don't believe me..." he smirked, tipping his head closer. "I'll have to make you see it for yourself."

Suddenly Jack's hat fell from the air, dropping between them and causing them to snap their heads away from eachother. He picked it up and placed it on his head. "Bloody undead monkey!" he whispered. "What was the topic of conversation luv?"

"I believe we were talking about deception."

"Right! The charts! Seems like until we can figure out the "deeper meaning" to the word we can't open the chest."

"Seems so Captain Sparrow! Seems like this time...the game alone won't be enough!" she said, getting up from the barrel.

He smirked and decided to play along. "There would be deeper meaning...if only you'd given us the chance!"

With that he walked away before she had a chance to walk away first.

Hoped you liked it! Be honest though! Stay tuned for more adventure, romance, drama and...deception.

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