Hey everyone! Another weekend is here, and you know what that means! Chapter 5! WOO-HOO! Oooo, it's a very important one, which makes a very big difference in the story!

This chapter is dedicated to:

Caribbean Babe

Thanks for the advice

Also for: Alenor Peredhel – yes he is brave. Seeing as he seems to have no one toreally care about whether he lives or dies, what was there to lose?

thomthom830 – nope. Not Richard Hilliard.

NazgulQueen – glad you're still liking it. That's very good to hear.

No, I don't own pirates, but James is all mine.

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They stayed in Port Daniels for a few days, and then they were off again. The storm had really blown them off course. They were now about a day and a half from Tortuga. Before the storm hit, they were about half that.

Jack had noticed that James seemed nervous to go back to Tortuga. It had surprised him a little, but his mind had more important things to think about. He and the rest of the crew had come to accept and ignore James' little eccentricities.

It was a rather peaceful trip. James was learning more about ships from Mr. Gibbs and was actually a big help. He had no problem doing little errands, but if needed could do bigger jobs. After what he had done during the storm, the crew generally liked and respected the boy, and even Ana Maria had become more tolerant of him.

Of course, James loved that he was accepted. He hadn't felt that way in a long time.

Once back in Tortuga, Jack went straight to the Faithful Bride. James had gone off somewhere, just like the rest of the crew. He headed off towards his usual table. Ugh not again.

He walked towards his table and tapped the shoulder of the man sitting there.

"This is my table mate." The man turned around.

"Hello Jack." Jack stepped back and squinted to make sure he was seeing right.

"Will?" He couldn't believe it. He hadn't seen him in years. Sitting down across from his old friend, he ordered himself rum.

"What brings you here Will? Last time I saw you, you swore you would never come back to Tortuga." Will gave a weak smile.

"That was a long time ago Jack. Five years in fact." He paused, staring down at the dirty table. Jack noticed that his eyes were different. They didn't seem as bright as they used to be. He snapped out of his reverie.

"The thing is I need some help." Jack raised his eyebrows.

"Oh?"

"Kate's missing." Jack drew a blank. He didn't know any Kate. There was that one girl from France…..

"My daughter Jack." He added, noticing his blank expression

"Ah, of course. That Kate." Now he remembered her.

-flashback-

Jack sat in the parlor of the Turner house, a group of children at his feet. They were listening attentively as he told of his past adventures.

"And that is how I escaped from the group of ravenous cannibals." The eldest child, a boy of thirteen laughed.

"Of course you did Uncle Jack." He said sarcastically. The girl sitting beside him shot him an angry glare.

"What's that supposed to mean Ben?" She asked crossly.

"Well think about it Kate. Using a tree branch to vault off a cliff onto a waiting ship? It's impossible."

"Improbable" Kate snapped back, causing Jack to grin. He had taught her well. The boy got up and walked away.

"I still don't believe him." He muttered as he left. The girl turned to Jack.

"I believe your stories Uncle Jack."

"I do too!" piped in a younger boy, Robert.

"One day I want to go and join the crew on the Black Pearl. Then I can go and have lots of adventures just like you do!" she added.

"I do too!" whined Robert.

"None of my children will engage in piracy, no matter who the Captain is." Said Elizabeth as she emerged from the kitchen with a plate of cookies.

"But mother!"

"No buts Kate." The girl crossed her arms over her chest in a huff.

"We never get to do anything fun." Said the boy. Elizabeth kissed his forehead.

"That's just fine darling." Will entered as she sat down.

"So what brings you back to Port Royal?"

"Just wanted to drop in and say hello. You know, have tea."

"So you needed supplies?"

"Yes." He replied. Kate giggled at her Uncle. He glanced down at her. She was by far his favorite. The older one didn't believe him, and the younger one was too whiny.

She, however, was always eager to see him and listened silently to his stories (silently being the key word). He would have been glad to have her on the crew if she was older and her mother would allow it. Being a boy would have helped too.

-end of flashback-

Jack thought a moment.

"When did she go missing?"

"Well she didn't exactly go missing. She ran away. She took all her clothes with her. It was just about two weeks ago."

"And why ask me?"

"One, because you have a ship. Two, she always adored you Jack. You were her favorite person in the world. She knew she could trust you." Jack remembered the girl being rather fond of his visits.

"I suppose I could help." Will gave a sigh of relief.

"Thank you Jack. I don't know what I would do without you."

They sat in silence for a few moments, Jack pondering what Will had said.

"You say she left two weeks ago?" he asked as he drank his rum. Will nodded. "And she would have definitely come to me?" another nod. He looked out the door to the docks.

"That's very interesting."

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That was so much fun to write! Oooo this is my favorite chapter so far! Have ya figured it out?

On a different note, the speaker of the last chapter's quote was the great Albert Einstein.

This week's mystery quote is….

"Do you love life? Then do not squander time, for that is the stuff life is made of."

Who could it be? R+R - Chicaga