Elizabeth started breakfast and was bringing it to Jack and Jess. Jess had rested as well as someone could with broken ribs and a severely sprained ankle. There were a few times during the night where Jack in his sleep had forgotten about all that had happened and instinctively put his arms around Jess; but he was reminded quickly by a cry or a moan. He tried to stay on the other side of the bed but he was used to snuggling with his wife and Elizabeth and Will's bed was smaller.
The storm had ended sometime near dawn and now sunlight was shining into the room. Elizabeth brought the food over to the bed. Jess awoke to the smell of food. She opened her eyes to see Elizabeth setting it down near the bed.
"Oh Elizabeth, you shouldn't have brought it here. I'll get up," and as Jess tried to get up the aggravated ribs soon reminded her that they were in charge. Jess gasped from the pain.
"Jess darling, please stop. Ye will need to take it easy for a little while. Rest in bed for a few days at least," Jack said kissing her.
"Yes, he's right you know. Give it a few days to start to mend before you start moving around too much. Here," Elizabeth said as she handed Jack a plate of food. "I'm sure Jack and Jasmine will be more than happy to feed you and help you."
"Yes Mommy," Jasmine said walking into the room. "I'm sorry mommy. It's all my fault."
"Jasmine, we are all going to be ok but you need to listen and do as you are told," Jess told her daughter.
"Or else," Jack added quickly. He looked sternly at his daughter then added a grin.
Elizabeth left the family to themselves and ate with William.
"Mum, can I go down to the beach and see if anything interesting washed up from the storm," William asked.
Elizabeth remembering all the bodies from the last major storm replied carefully, "William, let Uncle Jack and I go check it out first while you and Jasmine stay here with Jess. If all is alright, then you can go and see about finding your treasure."
Soon after breakfast, Jack and Elizabeth walked to Jack's house to check for damage. After seeing that the house faired well through the storm, they continued on to the beach. There were some crates washed up on shore as well as other debris but there were no bodies to be seen.
Jack went to check where his longboat had been tied up. He could see it was still there and surprisingly enough it appeared to be in one piece. Elizabeth caught up to him and just as she began to walk near the boat. Jack stopped her suddenly and asked her to go back to the last crate that they had passed.
"What's wrong Jack," Elizabeth asked.
"It would seem that our fears of the children finding a body would have been well founded. I can see a hand beside the other side of the boat. I guess the sea gave up a body after all. Wait here, ye don't need to see it," Jack said gazing at the simple hand in the sand.
Jack walked hesitantly towards the boat. He had seen enough dead men in his life but it still was never an easy sight. As he turned the corner of the boat, he saw the body of a man face down in the sand. Jack suddenly got a sick feeling in his stomach. He took a deep breath then slowly turned the body over to see the face of Will Turner.