"Are you sure there are forts here?" Will asked Jack. They were on the deck of the ship, looking up at the seemingly impossible to scale cliffs of the island.

"Yup."

"They're hidden?"

"Of course. Why do you ask? The Navy isn't supposed to be able to see it, and the locals dislike slave traders, reasonably."

"So they are there?"

"Yes."

"And the locals… I thought this was a pirate fort."

"Pirates come here, marry locals, we're all one big happy family."

"Is that so?"

"Aye."

"So we can get supplies?"

"Yes, mate. Supplies."

They went back to the rest of the crew and set about navigating the narrow and shallow passage to the beach where they could land. Once they had the ship safely tied down at low tide, they organized a search party to go ashore for supplies. Among the crew were Alfhild, Myra, Jack, Will, Violet, and a few of Violet's crew.

They followed Jack through the dense jungles just off the shore. The entire party was in awe as he followed what seemed to be an invisible trail through the jungle. He stopped them at a small clearing, and they saw multiple paths leading in different directions.

"Does anybody else have the feeling we're being watched?" Alfhild asked, looking around the clearing into the shadows.

"We are," Jack said.

"Oh, well that's so comforting," she said sarcastically.

"Pirates and people of Madagascar alike!" Jack said extravagantly. "We come in peace!"

"Any port in the storm!" Jack looked up to see a brightly colored yellow and blue parrot sitting in a tree- and talking.

"Cotton?" Jack asked the bird.

"Jack?" Gibbs stepped out of the shadows.

"Gibbs!"

"Jack!"

The old friends greeted and soon many other members of Jack's old crew and some of the Madagascar natives had come out of the trees and were greeting the party.

"Who are the extra people, Jack?" Gibbs asked.

"Pirates."

"But, it's bad luck to bring a woman aboard."

"It's not in your best interest to be saying that right here and now," Jack said, casting a nervous glance at Violet, who was happily talking to Anna-Maria.

"She's…"

"Yes, yes she is."

"Jack, are there…"

"Little ones?"

"Are there?"

"Two."

"Two? My my, Jack, I didn't see you as being a family man type."

"I'm not," Jack said defensively.

"Then how are there-"

"Accident!"

"Is that so? And what does she think of you?"

"I'm a no good dirty rotten pirate, not suitable to father her children."

"But you did."

"That's what I keep saying."

"Well Jack, what brings you to Madagascar?"

"I could ask the same of you."

"Well, after we split up in Tortuga Ana-Maria got wind of some place where pirates were still welcome, a place better than Tortuga and les likely to be raided by the Navy in the very near future. So we took of, ended up here."

"I didn't see another ship."

"We disassembled it, made our homes here, on the island."

"You did what to your ship?"

"We took it apart."

"You took a ship apart?"

"Aye, Jack, we did."

"Why?"

"To make homes here on the island."

"But what about the sea?"

"Jack, the world is changing. There is no more room for people like us."

"Like us?"

"Piracy, Jack. We can't stay on the open ocean. There's nothing left for us. We chose to make our lives here, in freedom. With the people. Live out our days in peace."

"I see."

"So Jack, what does bring you here?"

"We're after treasure, as it were."

"Treasure? There's not a lot of swab about these parts, except that what is already owned by men."

"Precisely."

"You mean to tell me you're going after another man's treasure? Jack, it's a fool's errand!"

"Good thing I'm no fool."

"Who's?"

"Blackbeard's," Jack said casually as he examined his sword.

"Blackbeard's?!"

"Aye? What do you say, mate? Ready for one last adventure on the high seas?"

"You have the room?"

"We've got some Navy members occupying the space, but they can be taken care of."

"Well then, I'm inclined to acquiesce to your request."

A/N: So, we're coming towards the ending of the story….mmm, yes, very soon now! MUAHAHAHAHA!