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Chapter 13: Unexpected Reunion

Two days later

"Love. Wake up!" Jack half whispered, poking Michelle lightly on her left shoulder. She moaned in exhaustion and opened one tired eye.

"Jack no way, what time is it?"

"Well, I can't say I'm sure about the exact time. However I'm guessing it's around one.." He responded, causing Michelle to cover her head with the pillow in an attempt to go back to sleep.

"Why in the blazes would I wake up at one in the morning?" She mumbled from under the pillow.

"Quite the important reason actually love. We've arrived at our destination." His statement took no time at all to register with Michelle. She immediately sat up, knowing it was finally time to make their move.

The two has already planned their strategy for retrieving the heart. They had also planned the death of Beckett, and their escape. Yup, they planned everything those past couple of days. All was very well thought out and they were ready.

Jack had even taken the liberty of teaching Michelle a few of the basics of swordfighting. She caught on fast and he had to admit he was quite proud of the progress she'd made in such a short time. Was Michelle really on her way to becoming a pirate? Jack didn't know.

He did know however, they they had grown even closer in the last two days. The captain was becoming attached, and he hated it. Attachment to people had never worked out well for him. He loved independence and freedom more than anything in this world.Every time he ever got attached to anything or anyone in his life he always ended up losing them. That included the Black Pearl... and even Elizabeth.

Yet here he was, once again, growing attached to yet another. He hated it. He knew there wasn't a thing he could do about it though. All he could really do was selfishly hope that Michelle would disregard her old dreams and decide to stay with him, even after Angie's return, and Beckett's demise.

His thoughts came to a hault as she hopped out of the bed and walked passed him, "Ok, I'll be ready in a few. I promise I won't take long k?" She said, winking at him as she left the room.

He smiled at her in response. He'd never seen her so anxious and excited to do something before.

Jack knew there wouldn't be much security this early in the morning. If they did happen to run into anything though, that's where Michelle would come in. They had come up with the idea of Michelle taking advantage of her femininity to distract any guards they should come across. That way Jack would be allowed to sneak passed anyone without a problem.

Even if there wasn't any security, Jack knew they'd more than likely run into Beckett before finding the heart.

He made himself comfortable on the bed as he waited for Michelle and took one last swig of his morning rum. It wasn't very often he felt nervous. Why was he so nervous about this? He hadn't felt this way since came face to face with the kraken. Maybe it was because he hadn't seen Beckett in so long? Maybe he feared for Michelle's safety? Perhaps it was both.

He looked up into the bottle and sighed, "Why is the rum always gone?"

"The rum is always gone because of you Jack." Michelle said, looking down at him with a smirk. His expression of disappointment quickly turned to one of surprise. He'd never seen her look so amazing. There was no doubt she was a pretty woman, he'd just never seen her like this before.

The white dress she wore had been packed in one of the bags Angie had brought along with them when they first boarded the ship. It was long and graceful, and showed off her figure quite nicely. Her usual unkept blonde hair was put up into a neat bun. Two long strands framed her face.

The lanturns in the room flickered calmly. Jack finally realized his speechless, staring stupor and stood up from the bed. He cleared his throat, "Well, let's get going then shall we?"

"Jack wait! Do I look ok? Do you think this will work?"

He turned to her, "You look... wonderful Michelle. If I was one of those guards I know for certain I wouldn't be paying any mind at all to the pirate running by me." He said, causing her to blush a little as she began to follow him outside.

"Screw the guards... it's not them I'm worried about. Beckett is my main concern. I don't think he'll be able to recognize me at all. Not after six years." She said, following Jack to the end of the ship's deck.

Jack stopped abruptly and turned to her, "Love, maybe it'd be a better idea to put your hair down aye?"

"What do you mean? Doesn't it look ok?"

"You really do look beautiful. But..." He took a deep breath, "Your mark love. They're going to be able to see it."

Her eyes widened. She couldn't believe she had forgotten that while putting her hair up. What was wrong with her? What surprised her even more was knowing the thought had caught Jack before her.

"Thank you Jack.. I.. I don't know what's wrong with me.." She said, reaching up to her hair. She stopped before taking it out, "But maybe... I just... think I'll be alot more recognizable if I take it out..."

"Love you're twenty-one. I highly doubt you look anything now like you did when you were fifteen."

She nodded and took the bun out. Quickly, she rearranged her hair into a half ponytail the best she could without a mirror.

Jack smiled, "There, that's much more better, and you look just as beautiful."

The two finally made their way off the ship and into Port Royal. This was great, there hadn't been a soul in sight on the dimly lit streets.

"Jack.. why are you going that way?"

"Because Beckett is this way."

"Wait wait, stop stop stop." Michelle said, grabbing a hold of his arm. He looked at her in a state of utter confusion.

"What is it? We really don't have any time to waste."

"I know, so I thought I'd let you know you're going the wrong way." She said, showing him the compass. He stared at it, baffled. Was Beckett not at his usual quarters?

He nodded, "Alright Michelle, I know this wasn't in the plan, but lead the way."

Michelle began walking in the opposite direction. The only noise they heard were the ones coming from local bars and pubs. What took twenty minutes seemed like hours.

Suddenly, the two came face to face with three people Michelle hadn't recognized. Though there wasn't much light where they all stood, she could make out their expressions very well. Each one of them carried a look of shock, and even happiness.

"Jack?" All three of them shouted at the same time. Michelle raised an eyebrow and turned to the captain.

"Will? Elizabeth? Gibbs! What in blazes are you doing here?" Jack demanded. Did this mean they had the heart? Jack felt a huge wave of relief wash over him. Stealing the heart from Will would be no problem at all.

Michelle just stared blankly, so these two were Elizabeth and Will? Jack had told her many stories of them both. Gibbs she knew, was part of his crew.

"We were on our way to look for you Jack!" Will said. He seemed to be somewhat out of breath.

"By God Jack! We thought ye were dead! Kraken food! It's amazin' to see ya!" Gibbs said. Jack nodded at him with a smileand turned his eyes back to Will, noting the fact that Elizabeth was avoiding his eyes the whole time.

"Will, where's Beckett? And the heart?" He asked, appraoching him.

"Beckett is dead." Will said.

Confusion and disappointment had came over Michelle at the sound of the news. Don't get her wrong, she couldn't be happier to hear that he was dead. However, she wanted her revenge and now she'd never see it...

"Dead? Who the bloody hell killed him?" Jack asked, he turned to Gibbs, "Don't tell me it was the whelp?"

"It wasn't me Jack!" Will shouted, annoyed by the insult. Just as Will finished his sentence, a dark figure appeared behind them from around the small house they were standing near.

He had semi-long hair and a beard. He was an older man, obviously a pirate, and he wore a large hat. A small monkey was perched on his left shoulder, staring curiously at Jack and Michelle.

Jack couldn't believe his eyes. How could the man he had killed himself be standing before him? This had to be a dream.. no.. a nightmare.

"Hello Jack, long time no see. Where's me ship?" Barbossa asked, grinning in pure delight at Jack Sparrow's expression of bewilderment.

Uh oh! Lizzy is back in the picture! What's gonna happen? Sorry about any typos. Please review.