The prologue was fast, so I also finished Chapter 2, enjoy. Don't forget to ask questions or review.

Chapter 2: Fountain of Youth…In a Rum Bottle

Elizabeth Swann stood watching the sea as the waves crashed along the shore. She could feel her William out there, somewhere, hoping that one day he'd come back.

Two more years. She thought. And I get to see him again.

Their son was only 8 years old, and has not seen his father at all. He hopes to see him. She paused for a second as her thoughts floated through her head. Port Royal was the same as ever, only without some of the higher class people, notably her father and Norrington, both whom have perished from her last adventure. Currently, a man named Augustus Blackwell is running the port, and doing a fine job at that. She sighed and looked down at the grass. The day was beautiful, but only if Will was here. Elizabeth shook her thoughts and went back inside. She threw on a dress in her bedroom as she was planning to head out into town today.

"Come on, Bill," she said, heading out the door.

The miniature version of Will Turner came out from his room, buttoning his shirt up. "Mother, do I look appropriate?"

Elizabeth kneeled down and fixed his collar, smiling to him. "Yes, Will. You look handsome."

"Just like father?" he asked.

"Better," she replied, standing up and holding his hand. "Let's go."

The town was still the same town that was raided by the Black Pearl, the same town that she kissed Will in, the same town where she was held hostage by Jack Sparrow. She smirked at that name. She was the only one to ever "kill" him successfully. No one else had ever done that, not even Hector Barbossa who is probably still sailing on the Pearl at this moment. Her umbrella rested on her shoulder as it blocked the sunlight, and she was enjoying the day for once. As she walked past the town square, she met with the new man in charge, Augustus Blackwell himself.

"Afternoon, Mrs. Turner," he said politely.

Elizabeth returned with a smile. "Afternoon, Governor Blackwell. What business have you down here today?"

Blackwell shrugged. He was quite young for a governor, only looked slightly older than Will, but he was doing a good job. "Can't stop me from enjoying the day while it is still young, madam."

"Well then, I guess I should enjoy my portion of the day," she replied.

As she began to walk away, Blackwell stopped her. "Oh, Mrs. Turner."

She turned to him. "Yes?"

"One of my patrolmen says there is a 'Mr. Smith' at the dock waiting for you. He said that the man would rather go by 'Smithy.' My men will keep a close eye for your safety," Blackwell informed. "He said that Mr. Smith looked rather…brain damaged."

"Well, I shall visit this Mr. Smith at this moment, then," she said, walking away.

Elizabeth walked with her son to the dock, where she was met with one of the men she did not expect to see for a long time. A moment passed between her and Mr. Smith as seagulls flew above, and the only sounds heard were the workers and waves crashing along shore.

The young Bill looked up at her bitterly surprised face. "Mum? Is this my father?"

Elizabeth looked down at him. "No, not even close."

Bill was confused. "Who is this?"

"This…Bill…this is your Uncle Jack," she said, looking back up at him.

Jack Sparrow smiled and took his hat off. "Care to welcome your friend Jack, then?"

Elizabeth walked forward and gave him a hug. "It's been a long time, Jack."

Jack lightly pushed her away in a slightly startled manner. "Yeah, that's nice, Elizabeth. One is enough."

Smiling, she looked at him in the eyes. "What business does Jack Sparrow have here at Port Royal?"

"I've come for a little…say…offering?" Jack said, strutting around the dock. "See, for the past 8 years I've been traveling the seas, and well, your friend Jack has found…this." He pulled out a rum bottle filled to the top.

"It's a bottle of rum," she said in a confused tone. Maybe Jack has been brain damaged.

Jack scoffed. "It looks like a bottle of rum, but…" he cut off his voice and looked at the bottle, laughing nervously. "Oh, this is a bottle of rum. I guess we didn't actually run out." Jack tossed the bottle into the water and called out to the Black Pearl, which was docked behind him.

Elizabeth was surprised that the Pearl was running on white sails this time, probably to avoid any coast guards.

"Gibbs!" Jack yelled out to the ship.

Mr. Gibbs, looking only a few years older, walked out into the walkway. "Aye, Cap'n Jack. What desire comes upon ye?"

"Pass me a bottle!" Jack yelled.

Mr. Gibbs was confused. "You already have one, sir!"

"That was rum!" Jack replied. Gibbs's eyes widened.

"Aye…where be the last bottle of rum?" he asked. "I'll give you another bottle."

Jack's eyes went back and forth to the water. "Uh…the bottle has gone overboard, Mr. Gibbs."

Mr. Gibbs threw Jack another bottle of 'rum' and jumped overboard to find the last bottle of rum. Jack presented the bottle to Elizabeth and smiled. "Mrs. Turner, I present to you…the Aquafina."

Elizabeth raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "You mean Aqua Vitae."

Jack, in an irritated tone, handed the bottle to her. "Aye, Aquafina is an idiotic name."

"Jack…" Elizabeth said, mystified by the water. "Did you stumble across the Fountain of You—"

"OH, I do not know what time it is, Miss. I'm sorry to inform you, but talking about that kind of junk will bring chaos," Jack said loudly and hastily. A bunch of people on the dockside looked over at them, and a deathly quiet pause took place. "…will bring chaos to me! I cannot stand anymore chaos on my…ship!"

He then clumsily rushed up the steps to the Black Pearl, and Elizabeth and Bill followed. "Jack, talk to me!"

Jack turned around and showed a disgusted grin. "Fine, but quietly."

She looked at him. "How did you find it?"

"Oh, I don't know, maybe I had a map," Jack said. "But, on a more serious level, I wanted for you, as the Pirate King, to have this bottle. See, Elizabeth, your friend Jack Sparrow and his Black Pearl crew are now immortal. We can pillage and plunder all we want. Piracy lives on forever through us."

"Why do you want me to have it?" she asked. Bill was no longer in her sights and wandered around the ship.

Jack smiled. "Well, your dear William is immortal, and I'm immortal, so you must be immortal to enjoy the rest of your eternity seeing him once every ten years," he said sarcastically. "We can all be one big happy family. If I were Will, I wouldn't want to come home seeing my wife a lot more…" he gestured to her body and face. "…mature."

She looked at the bottle, and her heart desired to see her beloved William again. "Yes, Jack. I do want to see him. I want to spend my eternity with him."

"Then drink up, me lovely, and we'll be on our way," Jack said, walking away.

Elizabeth looked over at him. "Wait, Jack. On our way…where?"

"We be on our way to the Persian Gulf, missie," a familiar voice sounded behind her. Hector Barbossa stood behind her, looking slightly younger than he did last time, probably from the Aqua Vitae. "For once, we will try to restore the natural order."

"What natural order?" she asked.

"Somethin' about getting your lover back," Pintel said out of nowhere. Barbossa gave him a piercing look, but he just smiled. "Sorry."

Elizabeth looked at Barbossa, then Jack who came back with her son, Bill. "Wait. So there is a way to get Will back?"

"Tis a myth, Elizabeth," Jack said.

Ragetti, who was sweeping the floor behind Jack, let out a laugh. "Did you see that, Pintel? That was a good rhyme."

Pintel smacked him in the back of the head. "Shut up! Our Captains are speaking."

Barbossa rolled his eyes, then followed after Jack. "Aye, 'tis a myth. But we pirates like a good myth to follow. There is a myth that the Dutchman can be freed, but the answer lies in the Persian Gulf. The Empire of Persia has many pirates and clans, but only they can give us answers."

"The choice of following us is yours, Elizabeth," Jack said. "We have lots of Aqua Vit…vit…whatever it's called. If the curse is lifted, then we can all have a drink and be a big happy pirate family!"

Elizabeth thought for a moment, then smiled. "I missed going out on adventures. Okay, I'll do it."

She thought of her son, and this might be the only way that he can see his father. She would have to be extra responsible for him, though.

"Be ready by dusk," Barbossa replied. "And we're off."

So, hope you guys liked it. I'll be back with Chapter 3 soon.