Here's the next instalment of Journey to the Past!! Enjoy!

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Ummm. This feels so good. Nice, warm and very comfy. I really don't wanna get up. I snuggle deeper into the bed and take a deep breath. There's a slight pressure on my waist. What in the world is it? I slowly open an eye to take a look at it. Ah, the light, it's bright and, and...well, light. OK. Adjust your eyes, c'mon. Hmmm. I think it's a arm. A very nice arm, tanned and strong looking. Oh. Oh my. That, if I'm not mistaken, is Will's arm. Oh, wow. I never thought that this would ever happen to me. Ever. And now, it's happened. I can feel him shifting around. I think he's waking up. His arm tightens around my waist and then slackens as he sighs and burrows his head into my neck.

I'm gonna try to whisper into his ear just to see if he's awake. Sadly, it's not working that well. I can't seem to get my head close enough to his ear. Oh, well...

"Are you awake, Will?"

"Ummm." That dosen't sound like a person who's awake to me. Eh, no point in waking him up for no reason. Maybe, I'll go back to sleep...

"Good mornin', luv!" Or not...

"Morning, Jack. Are you awake at this hour?" Oh, well. That was a stupid question.

"Yeah, I am. An' I might jus' ask the same of you, if ye was awake."

"Hmmmm. You might just be right."

"Is dear William awake?" Ummm. By the looks of it...no. Jack reaches out to give Will a poke on the shoulder, but just then Will jerked awake.

"Huh?!? Who's there?" He looks like he's seen a ghost or something.

"It's just Jack. Everything's alright." Sitting up in bed, Will looks around the cramped room.

"Oh. It's you."

"Yea. It's jus' me. An' I want ya to come out o' bed." Jack sounded like he meant business. Ok. I can get up, out of this nice, warm, confortable bed. It just takes a little bit of will power. Right? Who am I kidding? I don't wanna get up. Jack pulls off the thin blanket and shoves it in a ball near the end of the bed.

"That should do it." He sounds a lot happier than should be allowed. Hmpf!

"Ok. Ok. I'm getting up now." I sound really huffy, hmmm. Well, I am. So there. Jack will just have to deal with it. 'Cause I'm not a morning person, never have been and I don't intend to start now.

"C'mon, luv. Up an' greet the day!" Now, he's all cheery and happy and...and...in an extreamly good mood. Why does that seem so wrong?

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It's about mid-day now and we can see, albit vaguely, Tortuga. So far it just looks like a lump of land. Although it is covered with other shapes and things that could possiable be trees, but I'm not sure. I'm leaning over the railing, trying to get a better look at where we're headed. Still looking. Nope, doesn't help. I still can't see any defining features on the lump. Are we even moving? Oh, correction, sailing. Are we even still sailing? It sure doesn't feel like it. Oh, well. Hey, there's Will! I need to talk to him. I wanna finish our conversation from yesterday.

"Hey! Will..."

"Yes, miss Connor?"

"Sara, remember? Anyway, I just wanted to finsh our conversation from yesterday. If that's conveinent for you, that is." Oh, God. I sound like an idiot. Again. Why do I keep-

"No. That's fine. Is there something in particular you wanted to talk about?" Is there? Well, how about we start with "certain events" that you were talking about. Hmmmm.

"Ummm, ahhh. I guess we can start with how you ended up on the Pearl. That seem to be the begining and that as we all know is the best place to start." He looks sort of nervious as I finish this. He takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly.

"I suppose I could tell you. I haven't talked about her in a long time."Aha! So, it has to do with a girl. I knew it! It's always about a girl. Isn't that the name of a movie or something? I don't remember...

"Elizabeth and I were in love. Deeply in love. But, I was bound to the Flying Dutchman, to be her captain and ferry the lost souls to Davy Jones' locker. Only once every ten years was I allowed to go ashore. But, if you were faithful, you could be set free after only one year. Well, I remained faithful and so, after my one year was up, I was released from my duty. I sailed home to Elizabeth as fast as the winds could carry me." Another deep breath. His hands grip the railing for a moment and then his grip slackens as he continues the story.

"When I returned to Port Royal, she was gone. She was simply gone. It turns out that she had died in child-birth. She died giving birth. Giving birth to my child. To a son. My son... He didn't survive. So, I decided to join Jack and sail with him. It seemed to be the best choice at the time and I haven't found any other alternitives yet." Oh, wow. That is one sad story. Now, I understand why he gets these sad looks on his face sometimes.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't know..."

"No. No. It's alright, really. It hurts less and less now."

"Ok." That was a lame thing to say... Oh, well, I can't take it back now.

"Ahhh. I should go...and ah...check the...ahhh...the thingie at the...place. You know...umm. Yeah, I should really get going now..." Gesturing widly around is not going to help, Sara. Gosh! Just slowly walk away. Turn around and-

"'ello, luv!" -and bump into Jack. Great, just great. Deep breath.

"Hello, Jack. How is the sailing coming along?"

"Oh, it's goin' jus' beautiful. We'll be there before nightfall."

"That soon?"

"Yep. Does that not suit cha, luv?" Jack looks at me, slightly worried actually. Hmmm.

"No. no. Not at all. I'm fine. Really." Yeah, sure. Not.

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So, whatdija think, people?? let me know. sorry for not updateing sooner, but school, dance and other stuff gets in the way... extra kudos to reviewers!!! much love -dancingsparrow112