A/N: So sorry for such the long wait, I've been so busy with schoolwork and such. Anyway, finally, here's the new chapter.

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Chapter 5

Will woke up to the smell of Elizabeth's hair. Opening his eyes, Will saw that his wife was comfortably on top of him, already awake. They were still unclothed from the night before, their only concealment being the bed covers. Elizabeth was currently smiling lustfully at her loving husband, every ounce of love she felt for him shining in her gaze. Will smiled back and kissed her with all his might. The kiss lasted for quite a few minutes, and the couple eventually had to break away for air.

"Last night was amazing," commented Elizabeth.

"It most certainly was," Will grinned back wolfishly.

Elizabeth proceeded to slide off of Will and place her feet onto the floor, part of the bed sheet draped around her skin. Will propped himself up on an elbow, his gaze never leaving the lavish beauty who was currently getting dressed in front of him. Will glanced around and spotted his pants laying on the wooden floor beside him. He then scooped them up and put them on. Will hoisted himself up off their bed and made his way over to his wife, hugging her from behind. Once again, he breathed in the sweet scent of her hair.

Elizabeth reveled in Will's tender embrace and nestled herself more comfortably in his arms. She tilted her head slightly until her lips met Will's. Once again, they shared a passionate kiss that carried every ounce of love each had for one another. When they were finished, both gazed lovingly into each other's eyes.

"Hungry," Will asked.

"Starving," Elizabeth smiled back.

Once they were both properly dressed, Will and Elizabeth made their way downstairs for breakfast.

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Meanwhile, only a few miles away, the Black Pearl was slowly gliding towards the docks of Port Royal. In the Crow's Nest, Jack stared ahead regally at the slowly approaching city.

"Cap'n," Gibbs called up to him from the deck.

The moment ruined, Jack rolled his eyes, grabbed a rope, and swung down onto the deck.

"What is so terribly important that it caused you to ruin my moment of pride of sailing into port," Jack asked, slightly annoyed.

"Well, with all due respect, me and the crew were just wondering how exactly we were going to dock without being noticed?"

"We're not going to dock," Jack answered simply. "We're going to weigh anchor here, where we'll be able to avoid being recognized, and I'll go ashore in a boat and see if I can't persuade the lovebirds to join us on our quest."

"I trust that you're planning on using a disguise?"

"Of course. Can't risk being spotted by agents of the British Royal Navy, can I?"

"Certainly not," answered James.

"But won't the Governor's Mansion be highly guarded," Gibbs inquired.

"Of course it will," Jack grinned. "But have you forgotten? I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, I have certain methods that allow me to go undetected."

"Would those "methods" of yours involve a sword," Jack's father asked slyly.

"At times."

"The only question that remains now is that will young Will and Elizabeth agree to accompany us," Gibbs queried.

"C'mon, mate. How could they say no to the man who performed their wedding?"

"I suppose you're right."

"Of course I'm right."

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Half an hour later, Jack had draped himself in a worn cloak that hid all his identifiable features and had sailed into Port Royal by means o the small rowboat. Docking with the city, Jack grabbed a rope he brought along, hopped up out of the boat and onto the wooden dock, and proceeded to securely tie the boat to the deck, ensuring that it wouldn't drift away unexpectedly. Pulling the hood of his cloak down tighter over his head, Jack started to make his way toward his destination: the Governor's Mansion.

As Jack wove in and out of every-day townspeople, he conspicuously rechecked the tools he had brought along with him in order to accomplish his goal. Inside the cloak were his sword, another rope with a grappling hook attached to the end of it, and his pistol, which he only brought along if worse came to worse. Satisfied, he refocused on his small journey. All of a sudden, a pedestrian bumped into Jack, slightly knocking him off course.

"Sorry," the townsperson muttered apologetically.

"No problem, mate," Jack answered in a tone that successfully disguised his all-too-familiar regular voice. "Just watch where you're going."

Shaking his head, Jack trudged forward. Within minutes, he was rewarded with a view of the grand structure that was the Governor's Mansion. It sat atop a large hill and a good distance away from the town.

"Rich people," Jack exhaled before diligently continuing on.

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Meanwhile, at the entrance to the mansion, Will and Elizabeth were currently boarding a carriage that was to take them to an important business meeting with other influential political figures; the Governor was accompanying them. Will and Elizabeth kindly let the Governor enter first.

"You know," Will whispered to Elizabeth before entering the carriage, "I'm really not that enthusiastic about attending these meetings."

"I know," Elizabeth said, "but my father and his friends do value the opinion of a regular citizen when deciding on how to improve certain living conditions."

"True," Will admitted.

"Plus," Elizabeth added, "you're now practically my father's heir. Attending these meetings will prepare you for some of the duties of being Governor. And I admire you for putting up with it."

"Glad to hear it," Will grinned back. Elizabeth smiled and kissed her husband on the cheek before entering the carriage; Will followed suit after her.

Seconds later, the carriage passed through the large gates that protected the mansion from unwanted guests and down into the streets of the city. However, as it passed, no one noticed a mysterious figure poking his head up from behind a large bush. Before the gates managed to have been fully closed, Jack seized his opportunity and leaped out from his hiding spot and through the closing gates. But his action did not go unnoticed. The two guards who had pulled the gates shut immediately aimed their muskets at the intruder.

"Don't make a move, scoundrel," the first guard ordered.

"Raise your hands," the other barked.

Smiling to himself, Jack slowly raised his hands over his head as the two guards cautiously approached him. They then ripped the hood from his head, revealing his identity to them.

"Jack Sparrow," The first guard exclaimed in shock.

"Captain Jack Sparrow! Can't anyone ever get it right?"

"You're under arrest for intruding on private property!"

"I bet I am," Jack grinned. Just as the guards pulled out their iron shackles, Jack landed a punch to each man's face in two swift movements. The force of impact caused the guards to be knocked unconscious immediately. Jack pulled off his cloak, placed the two guards back-to-back, and wrapped the cloak tightly around them. Jack then carried on in dragging the two masses behind an array of thick bushes . Job done, Jack exhaled deeply.

"You Royal Navy people really need to start exercising more," Jack commented. "Consider the cloak a gift."

Jack turned to move on to the mansion, but halted suddenly. He then went back to the guards, ripped two pieces of the cloak off, and managed to stuff both pieces inside each of their mouth.

"Can't have you divulging mt presence here sooner than I want if you wake up soon."

Confident that there wouldn't be anymore obstacles in his way, Jack moved on to the mansion. Once he had reached it, Jack was careful in making sure that he wouldn't be spotted by any servants inside. Reassured after a few moments of careful analysis, Jack slipped the rope from his shoulder, stepped back some, spotted an open window, swung the grappling hook over his head some, and tossed it skyward; it hit its mark. Jack grinned to himself and tugged on the rope to make sure that it was stable enough. Jack then wasted no time at all in starting to make his slow ascent towards the open window.

Once Jack had safely made his way inside, he pulled the rope up towards him. Once all of it was with him, he glanced around at the room he just entered, which just happened to be Will and Elizabeth's room.

"Most people call it dumb luck," Jack said to himself, "I just call it luck, pure and simple."

Jack stealthily walked across the room to the door that slightly stood ajar, and silently closed it all the way. Deciding on not taking chances anyway, Jack crept inside the room's closet and pulled that door shut as well.

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About two hours later, the carriage returned home and deposited its inhabitants safely at the front door. Governor Swann turned to face Will.

"So, William, what did you think?"

"A very enlightening meeting," Will replied, trying to sound as convincing as possible. Elizabeth gave him a furtive smirk.

"Well it seems that your ideas will definitely be considered."

"I should hope so," Will smiled.

The Governor gestured for Will to enter first, followed by Elizabeth. Once inside, a butler promptly strode up and removed Will's and Governor Swann's coats.

"Lunch will be ready shortly," he informed them.

"Excuse us, we're going to slip into something more comfortable for home," Elizabeth told her father before both she and Will made their way upstairs to their room. They stepped inside, closing the door behind them.

Not five seconds after they closed the door, a familiar voice filled Will and Elizabeth's ears.

"Bout time you two showed up! Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting in that stuffy closet?"

Surprised, both Will and Elizabeth turned around at the same time to be met with the sight of Jack, standing in the open doorway of their closet.

"Jack! How'd you get here?"

"That's a pretty long story, mate. By the way, why does your little villa have to be so secluded from everyone else?"

"What are you doing here?"

"To ask a favor of you two."

"Jack, please," Elizabeth began. "Will and me are happily married and perfectly content right here in Port Royal. We really don't wish to get involved in another one of your misadventures."

"First of all," Jack corrected, "they're not misadventures. They're simply adventures, minus the "mis". And secondly, how can you say no to the man who is practically the reason why you two are happily married in the first place?"

"We can say no very easily, as a matter of fact."

"Oh, c'mon. I've come so far to meet up with you, the least you could do is hear me out before rejecting me. It would be the proper thing for people of your status to do."

Will and Elizabeth both looked at each other before sighing heavily. "Alright, Jack," said Will. "What've you gotten yourself into this time?"

Jack then began to divulge the tale of the Bermuda Triangle to the couple, explaining why he was here in the first place.

"So, you see, your presence is quite literally required for this quest to be successful."

"How credible is your source of information," asked Will.

"Incredibly accurate. All this comes from the same bloke who told me about the cursed Aztec gold and the chest of Davy Jones."

"So I take it that once we reach the Bermuda Triangle, we'll be in constant danger?"

"I'm not going to lie to you, mate. Probably so."

Will once again sighed deeply and walked over to the open window, gazing out at the sea. "Wait a minute, where's the Pearl?"

"Out of sight in order to protect my company here. Now, back to the business at hand, are you coming along, or do I have to go to Tortuga and coax some wench into joining me?"

Will glanced over at Elizabeth and silently, they both made their decision. After all, they did owe Jack a favor. And he was their friend.

"Very well, Jack. We'll come along. But if anything such as a permanent injury or scarring occurs to either Elizabeth or me, you won't hear the end of it."

"Understood," Jack grinned. "Now, I'll try to find some way to give you two privacy whilst you change into something more "Pirate-appropriate."

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Minutes later, Will and Elizabeth had changed into their usual pirate clothes and had fished their swords and such from their secret hiding place for all of their traces of piracy.

"I hope you two know how to climb down a mansion using a rope," Jack told them.

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Meanwhile, outside, a Navy guard on patrol came across a shifting mass behind a bush. Investigating it more closely, he discovered two tied-up guards with their mouths gagged. The patrolman immediately removed both their gags.

"What the devil happened to the two of you," he demanded.

"Sparrow," one of them gasped out. "He's inside the mansion and is armed."