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I finally had time to write a chapter. Yay! Thanks to those of you who reviewed the last one; it was greatly appreciated. Enjoy.

By the time Jack and James made it back to the ship, Will and Elizabeth were already below on some empty hammocks attempting to get a little shut eye.

"Why don't you go and join them Commodore? You look as though you need a good night's worth," Gibbs said reaching up and putting an arm around the taller man's shoulder.

"I don't know-"

"Nonsense. You could really use it mate. You look bloody awful," Jack said giving him a not so slight push in the right direction.

James looked to the sky as though praying for a safe return whiles onboard this insane vessel before going to find a nice spot to rest.

He was sitting on a horse in the middle of some desert. I have to do this. We have to win this. For the King's memory. For Her. For Myself. He kissed his sword and charged the horse forward...

"Will? Will; you're talking in your sleep again. Wake up."

"But this is the most comfortable place I've been in the longest time. Why would I want it to end?"

"Because you were just kissing James' leg."

Will's eyes popped open and he realized that his arms were wrapped around something hard and covered in cloth. His eyes traveled upward to James who was staring down at Will with a less than amused look on his face.

"Mind letting go Turner? I'd like to have a decent sleep sometime this century."

Will removed himself and sighed as he shifted onto his back and looking at the ceiling.

"Will?" Elizabeth asked concerned, "do you want to talk about it? This isn't the first time you've mentioned battles and knights while in your sleep you know. Are you thinking about a year ago with Barbossa...?"

"It's weird," Will admitted. "It's the same dream at least once a week where I'm riding on a horse off to battle. Sometimes it's a white horse, sometimes a brown one and I'm always fighting. I don't understand it really."

"Maybe it's a past life," James said trying to find a comfortable position.

Will scoffed at him and turned over. "Past life," he muttered. His eyelids began to grow heavy yet again and he once again drifted off to a calm, peaceful sleep.

Unlike the others, Jack was not in the least bit tired. On the contrary now that he was back on his beloved Pearl, Jack wished very much to remain where he belonged. He gave the wheel a spin and the ship was off to who knows where.

Just so long as they went nowhere near that island ever, ever again.

"Captain, are you sure you're not tired?" AnaMaria asked, coming to stand behind him.

"Not at all Love." He reached out a hand and wrapped it around her slender shoulders. "Not at all...unless perchance you would rather the two of us go into my cabin for a little f-."

"Not on your life Sparrow," Ana said breaking away and leaving him alone.

"I was going to say food."

"Yeah right!"

Jack watched her as she walked away, enjoying the moment for however long it would last. Now came the important decision of deciding where to leave the Turners and Norrington. The best would likely be a nearby island so that they can hop on a ship to get exactly wherever they wanted to go in the first place. "Mr. Gibbs?"

"Aye Captain."

"Mind the steering," Jack said, "I'm going to go an chart a course."

"Aye Captain."

Jack took one look up at the sky before going back to his cabin for the first time in months. They had better left everything the way he had otherwise someone would pay.

Elizabeth had yet to fall asleep as she listened to the two other men who seemed to be subconsciously having a snoring contest. One would get louder and then the other and so on. Knowing that she was going to be kept up for awhile if she remained, she decided to go to the deck to watch the sea. It might possibly relax her a bit. She listened one last time as Will began to take the lead again and she cringed as she walked away.

When she came to the crew, they were busy with their regular duties so she hoped that no one would see her.

"Miss Elizabeth; is there something wrong?"

Looking up, Elizabeth saw that AnaMaria was making her way towards her. "No, everything is fine Ana. The men are just getting a bit too..."

"Not to worry; I can hear them from here." Ana hesitated for a moment. "Would you rather sleep in my cabin for a bit?"

"You have your own cabin?"

Ana could tell that Elizabeth was a bit excited. "Aye. Come on," she said leading the other girl away.

Jack finally managed to get the top off the rum bottle and he took several greedy gulps before sighing contently. He went back to looking at the map which the others had been using in his absence.

Already the rum was beginning to take effect and Jack felt himself begin to tire. He bit back a yawn and looked down at the map again to see the little words and land masses begin to move around on the page of their own accord.

Suddenly, he heard a loud thump followed by another and then more still. Jack jumped to his feet and went to the door. Upon opening it, he felt some sort of dizzy spell strike him and he steadied himself. His entire crew was either lying down or leaning against something and they were all fast asleep. Rather than yell at the crew for their actions, Jack felt his knees buckle as he too fell to the deck in a deep sleep.

A bright light enveloped the ship and the silhouette of a person appeared.

"No one leaves the Triangle," the being said as they looked around.

Finally spotting the Captain, the being made their way towards him and laid their hand against his forehead. A blue light appeared upon impact and the being smirked before disappearing to wherever it was that they came from.

Hmm, this can go anywhere really. I hope I'll be able to do another chapter by next week. If not then another one will be up as soon as I can. Thank you for reading. Let me know if you liked it.