Hey, so this is the part with a little Sparrabeth. Might be a little out of character for Jack, but I tried to do my best. But wait, there's one more thing I have to say... Barbossa.

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"Curiosity. You're going to want it. A chance to be admired and gain the rewards that follow. You won't be able to resist. You're going to want to know what it tastes like."

Chapter 6

Jack and Gibbs decided to leave Angelica's house and go to the pub they were at earlier. They entered it and sat at a table. Jack sat there thinking about Matthew and Angelica and how he could help them, and figure out what Angelica was up to. "Jack, when I was at Elizabeth's house, she mentioned something about Will and the chest. She said that the chest is in her house. That's one way for you to live forever," Gibbs said. "Gibbs, why would I try to kill a man I saved? And he has a family," Jack stated.

"Jack, have you gone soft?"

"What do you mean by 'soft'?"

"Ya know, rethinking what you've done in the past, trying to change it..."

"As long as my name is Captain Jack Sparrow, I have my hat, and the Pearl is mine, I will never have gone soft, Joshamee Gibbs." They were silent for almost a half an hour until someone came up to them. "Now, why and how did you get here, Sparrow?" a man asked. Jack laughed and looked up at the man. "Well, look at you. You're back in normal clothes, aren't you. And how about the king? How is he, Hector?" Jack said with a smile. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but it's good to see ya, Jack. Have ya figured out how to get the Pearl outta the bottle?"

"No, but we found the person who knows how to get it out."

"Meaning you found Angelica."

"Yes, we have. She hates you for killing her father, you know."

"Ha ha ha. Yes I know. "

"Grab a seat." Barbossa pulled a seat from one of the other tables and another to rest his peg leg on. "So, is your crew here?" Gibbs asked Barbossa. "Yeah, and that Scrum has been wanting to go back to White Cap Bay for that mermaid ever since I became captain," Barbossa said. "Really. Wow. Oh, Barbossa. Do you mind if I kill you?" Jack asked sincerely.

"Now, Jack, why would you do that?"

"It's the only way Angelica will show me how to get the Pearl out of the bottle."

"I thought you already knew. The nonsense with the goats, crossbow, trumpet, and the weird thing you were going to do with your hands."

"Yeah, apparently that doesn't work."

"You've tried?"

"No, we were talking to some guy and he said that the only one who know how to do that is Angelica. So we're all screwed."

"Apparently." They sat in silence until one of Barbossa's crewmen came up to the table and said, "Sir, all the men are ready to set sail." "I'll be there in a minute. Go and make sail, now," Barbossa ordered. "Yes sir," the crewman said, then left. "Have fun wherever you're going then, Hector," Jack said. "Aye. You'll need to find me to get the Pearl back, then," Barbossa said as he walked away from the table and out the pub's door. Jack then quickly looked in the bag that Gibbs was carrying. "Jack, what're ya lookin' for?" he asked Jack. "Damn," Jack mumbled.

"What?"

"The Pearl's not in here."

"What? Wait, I was carrying it when I was running. I must've left it at Elizabeth's house."

"Then let's go."

It was about nine o'clock in the evening when they reached the door of Elizabeth's house. Jack knocked on the door and was greeted by Elizabeth. "Oh, Jack. What're you doing here this late?" she asked. "Gibbs forgot something of ours when he was here earlier. So he's come to find it," Jack answered. Gibbs then entered the house and started looking. Elizabeth pushed Jack outside and closed the door. "What are you doing?" Jack inquired. "Jack, I need to ask you something," Elizabeth said.

"Go on then."

"Are you in love with Angelica?"

"Am I what?"

"Are you in love with her? Jack please just tell me the truth. I need to know."

"What's it to you? Don't you already have a husband, and a son?"

"Jack, what happened all those years ago doesn't mean that I still have..."

"Still have what."

"Nothing."

"Elizabeth. Still have what." Jack asked, his eyes on Elizabeth. "That I still have feelings for you! Okay! That was it! Feelings for you! I used to love you Jack! I did! But Will, he was just..." "... He was just to perfect to pass up." Jack finished for her. "Yes. That exactly," Elizabeth murmured, looking away for him. "So all you want to know is if I'm in love with your best friend?" he asked her, as if nothing happened in the last minute. "Yes. That's what I want to know," she replied. "Well, I'm not entirely sure on that one," he answered. "How could you not know! You have her son! And you don't know if you love her! You're despicable," Elizabeth said, grabbing the door handle. "Wait, Elizabeth," Jack pleaded. She looked back at him and saw his eyes. They were pleading her not to leave just yet. "What Jack?" she asked in disgust. "Now I need to ask you a question."

"What could it possibly be?"

"Do you still have those feelings, you know, the one's you talked about before?"

"What's it to you? Don't you already have a girl, and a son?" she said, spitting his own words against him. Jack just smiled. "Why are you smiling?" she asked. "You're just very... humorous, Elizabeth. That's what I always admired about you," Jack said. "Oh, I didn't even know that I was humorous."

"Well, now you know." Jack turned to leave, but Elizabeth grabbed his arm and pulled him close. "Jack, I still have those feelings for you. But never will we be together. So this is why I'm doing what I'm about to do." Elizabeth leaned closer to Jack's face, and Jack closer to Elizabeth's. They closed their eyes, let their minds wander, let all they knew loose. Their lips were about to meet, until... "Okay, Jack. I found it!" Gibbs said, opening the door. As soon as they heard the door open, Jack and Elizabeth opened their eyes and moved as far from each other as they could go in a matter of seconds. "Oh, good. Then let's not keep you up. Good night, Elizabeth. Tell Tucker that as well," Jack said. "Okay Jack. Good night to you also," Elizabeth said. Jack and Gibbs walked away, but occasionally, Jack would look back at Elizabeth and she would look back as well.

During the whole ordeal, Will was sitting in the kitchen, watching his mother and Jack. His heart was breaking and he lost respect for his mother and Jack. A tear showed up in his eye rarely, but wiped it away as quick as it showed up. "Tucker, it's time for you to get to bed," Elizabeth said. "Okay," Tucker said as he ran up the steps. When, he got in his room, Tucker started to write a letter to his father, telling him what just happened. He then gave it to his pet parrot, Zane, and told him, "Go, find my father's ship and deliver this to him." Tucker handed the bird the letter and he took off. "Now, Mr. Sparrow, feel my father's wrath."

Little whelp's a little angry. Hope you enjoyed the bit of Sparrabeth. Trust me, it won't be the last. Now, off to Jackelica!

~Sparrow789