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The Captain and AnaMaria seemed to enter into a stare off. Neither one of them was willing to back down first and the people on the side could only wait for something to happen.

"...Jack Sparrow what in the name of all that is holy are you doing here anyway?" Gibbs asked. The man looked first at Jack and then at James and the Commodore looked confusedly back at him.

"Do we know you?" the Commodore asked.

"Of course you damn well know us," AnaMaria said without breaking eye contact. "Or at the very least we know him."

"Me, love? I don't believe I've ever seen your face before," the Pirate said. "Pretty face though it may be."

"Oh stow it Jack now and stop playing this game. So long as you're here we might as well save your arse and get a move on back to the Pearl."

The woman was beginning to get angry, and no one liked to be around AnaMaria once she was fit to be tied.

In the bushes, the two young lovers stood and watched the group and listened as closely as they could.

"Can you see them?" 'Luke' asked.

"Not very well," 'Grace' said with a sigh.

"Do I have to say all of this again?" the woman asked. "Your name is Jack Sparrow. You are the Captain of the Black Pearl the ship you bartered for around thirteen or so years ago. Does any of this make sense to you; why are you acting like this?"

"Love, you're going to have to speak a lot slower than that," the Pirate (Jack?) said.

"Why don't I let my hand do the talking then," the woman said raising it to the man's cheek.

'Luke' then jumped out of the bushes (against 'Grace's' better judgment) and ran over to them. "Wait, no, stop!" he said waving his arms.

"Will Turner?" Gibbs asked raising an eyebrow.

The Pirate looked at the boy intrigued, the woman looked at him with a frown and 'Grace' knew she had no other choice.

"You seem a bit familiar," the Pirate said, "have we met before?"

"I...don't know," 'Luke' admitted with a sigh. He thought over the name that the old man had said. Will...

"Have we met then?" 'Luke' asked the man.

"Aye," the man said nodding. "About a year ago. Aztec treasure."

From her place in the bush, 'Grace' was suddenly struck with something, a flash really.

Aztec gold; one of eight hundred and eighty two identical pieces they delivered in a stone chest...

"To Cortez himself," 'Grace' murmured to herself aloud. She looked back to the others and walked over to them. "You," she said pointing at Gibbs.

The man seemed to be the one with all the luck today.

Meanwhile, Ana had yet to lower her hand in case Sparrow said anything else slap-worthy. Why was the wily pirate acting this way?

"Your name is Elizabeth. And his is James," Gibbs said pointing to the Commodore who had yet to say anything yet.

The Commodore did notice though that the fog was, ever so slightly, lifting right now. The man, whatever his name was, turned to him with a sad look on his face.

"We heard about what happened when we were in Tortuga; your ship being captured and all that. Do you lot need passage somewhere?"

The Commodore looked at the boy and the boy shrugged.

"How long 'ave you all been 'ere?" the third person with Ana and Gibbs asked.

"Not...long...I think," the girl said. She looked puzzled, like she was attempting to remember but it wasn't coming to her.

AnaMaria finally put down her hand and walked over to her and looked her in the eye. Then, quick as lighting, Ana grabbed her gun and pointed it at Elizabeth's head. "I say, we give 'em her!"

"Ana, what're you...!" Gibbs asked, taking one step forward and then back again once Ana aimed her gun at him.

The boy meanwhile had a thoughtful look on his face. He took one step forward and did not flinch back when Ana pointed her gun at him. "She's not...what...they're...after." He said it slowly as though it was something he said before a long time ago.

The fog was disappearing a bit more and the Pirate looked at the Commodore. He sauntered over to the man and poked him on the shoulder. "What've you got to lose?"

The Commodore pushed the opposing hand off and walked away from him. "Nothing I'd lament being rid of."

Ana let go of the girl and she ran over to her beloved.

"Will...I remember."

"I know Elizabeth, I know. I do too."

He gave her a kiss and Ana meanwhile walked over to Jack and once again raised her hand. Jack grabbed hold of it however and kissed the back.

"So love, where's my ship? It'd be wonderful to finally be off this island."

"Nice to have you back too Sparrow," she said with a blush. "We'll, we're going to have to get back to the ship in shifts seeing as how there's more of us than we bargained for."

"Why don't you take the children first," Jack said promptly.

Elizabeth almost ran out of Will's arms to attack the man but her beloved was able to hold her back. She continued to glare angrily at him.

"And then you can come back for the rest," Sparrow finished while smirking at Elizabeth.

"We are not children Jack. We were on that ship too and we survived so just shut your bloody mouth."

"Was it as bad as I'm thinking?" Gibbs asked.

"Aye; it's a long story." Will said wiping some sweat from his brow. The sun had returned, full force, now that the fog was gone.

"All right then. First group, time to get back to the Pearl," Ana said. She sent Jack one last, angry glare before climbing into the boat. "You'd better make damn sure you're still here when we get back, Sparrow!"

Jack bowed down to her and she huffed as the longboat got underway.

Yay, they're saved (for now) Still not finished with the story yet though I need to come up with other more fun things to add as the long-ish ride home begins. As I always ask, any suggestions are most welcome. Thanks again for reading. Please let me know if you're liking where I'm going with this or not.