Hi again! Okay, so everyone's on the Dutchman, and Jack's gonna get a talkin' to! Still, love him. A bit of Willabeth here.

DISCLAIMER: I will never get close to owning POTC, therefore, never will own this amazing francise.

"If you were looking for the opportune moment, that was it."

Chapter 8

Angelica, Matthew, and Gibbs were sent to the brig, while Jack and Elizabeth remained on the deck of the Flying Dutchman with Will. Jack started telling the story and he was totally lying about it. For instance, he said that he went looking for the bottle instead of Gibbs and that Elizabeth accidently fell into him and it looked like she was about to kiss him. Will just laughed. Not a friendly "ha ha" laugh. More like an evil, mischievous laugh. Elizabeth looked at Jack in a scared, confused way. "So... so you're telling me that my son wrote me a letter that was a complete lie?" Will said in anger. "Yep. Pretty much," Jack answered. Will's face began to seem angrier than it ever had been. He unsheathed his sword and brought it to rest on Jack's neck. "And you're absolutely sure that what my son told me was a lie?" Will asked again. "Do you see this face?" Jack asked pointing to his face. He was implying that he was most certainly telling the truth. Will lowered the sword and sheathed it. "Take him below," Will said to one of the crewmembers. The man took Jack by the arm and led him down the stairs to the brig.

"Elizabeth, please walk with me," Will said softly. He took her by the hand and walked toward his quarters. "Elizabeth, you would tell me if that happened, wouldn't you?" Will asked honestly. "Yes, of course. I love you, Will. And I always will," Elizabeth answered him, stopping and kissed him. Will's smile returned and he opened the door to his quarters for he and Elizabeth to have alone time together.

Back down in the brig, Jack was trying to figure out a way to get out of it. Matthew was overwhelmed by the whole ordeal, that he occasionally felt sick to his stomach, but didn't want his father to know that he was at all scared. Angelica moved toward her son and held his hand. He looked at her and asked, "How the hell did we get ourselves into this?" Angelica laughed and answered, "You are your father's son." Matthew frowned and looked at the musty, green floor boards. He walked away from his mother and sat in the corner of the brig farthest away from the other three. Angelica then walked over to Jack, who was contemplating on how to get out of the brig and be free, once again. He, of course, was sitting on the floor and had to look up at Angelica. "What is it, love?" he asked. "What are you doing? Thinking of how to get out of here?" she asked him. "Yes. But I have another thing that's been on my mind."

"What's that?"

"Why didn't you ever tell Matthew that I was his father?"

"I loved him too much to say it."

"Wait, are you saying that you didn't want him to know who his father was?"

"Yes. But now he knows, so I can't protect him from your life anymore." Jack felt ashamed, something he never felt. Never. Angelica sat down and laid her head on Jack's shoulder and closed her eyes. Jack looked at her and took her hand and held it. He looked at Matthew and saw that he fell asleep. Then, he looked for Gibbs. He found him sleeping against the door of the cell. Jack thought if the door opened and Gibbs would flop on the floor. He smiled at that thought. He heard some yelling from above him. They're getting ready to set sail, Jack thought. He realized that he was defeated. He couldn't get out of the cell in time to go back to Angelica's house and get the bag of the ship and his hat. Wait, his hat! He realized that he didn't have his hat and that immediately put a frown on his face. He figured that there was nothing he could do, so he just fell asleep, still holding Angelica's hand.

"Jack... Jack, get up," a voice above him whispered. Whoever it was, was shaking his shoulders violently. He opened his eyes to see that it was Angelica. "What, what is it?" Jack asked groggily. "We can leave. Will's letting us go," she said. "Oh, is he? Well, great!" Jack got up and raced up the stairs to the deck. All he saw on the horizon was water, ocean water. Jack was in a bewilderment. He looked around for a sign of land, but there was none. "What..." Jack started to say something, but his attention was broken when he heard the gasp of Angelica, who was right behind him. He turned to see why she gasped, and saw it. He saw that the crewmen were no longer men, they were sea creatures, yet again, but not entirely. Only a few barnacles and seaweed stuck to the men. "How did this happen?" Angelica whispered. Jack ran up the stairs to Will's cabin, with Angelica following closely behind. Jack opened the doors quietly so no one could hear. He and Angelica looked inside and saw Will sitting on a chair, with Elizabeth sitting on the floor, smiling. "Uh... Will, what's going on?" Jack asked. "Oh, Jack just the man I wanted to see," Will said. "Is that a good thing?" Jack asked. Will smiled and got up. "I'm dreadfully sorry about all of this. The capture and everything. I guess I was worked up." "Oh, no worries, mate. It's all..." "But if you ever lay a hand on my wife again, you'll regret it," Will said darkly. That made Elizabeth jump. She scowled at her husband and Jack saw it, and he smiled. "Wait, why are you're men covered in barnacles and seaweed?" Angelica piped up. Will, looking surprised, looked out onto the deck of the Dutchman. He realized what he had done. "No... God, no..." "May I ask why you're so upset?" Angelica said. Will looked at her and said, "Last night... we were in the cabin... I wasn't supposed to see her for years... I wasn't supposed to do that... Calypso, she did this... she... did... this..." Will stammered. "It's all my fault." "No, Will, don't blame yourself," Elizabeth said, having got off the floor and hugged Will's arm. "Then, it's his fault!" Will snapped, turning and pointing at Jack.

"Me? What did I do to deserve this?" Jack asked. "Everything... this happened because of you," Will answered, vengefully. "Oi, I think that I wasn't the one who wanted to save your bonnie lass all those years ago from cursed pirates. You were. And I didn't want to save her after the Pelegosto incident. That was all you. So, I honestly don't think that I was the one who caused all of your misfortunes," Jack retorted. Will contemplated those scenarios in his head and realized that it was his fault that this had happened. As soon as he figured that out, the crewmen returned to normal. Jack smiled and said, "See, that wasn't so hard, was it?" Will chuckled and said, "No, I guess not."

They sat in the captain's cabin and Will and Jack were talking to each other. "So, Will, what did you and Lizzie do last night?" Jack asked. Will's grin vanished from his face and looked down to the floor. "C'mon, you can tell old Jack," Jack pushed. Will looked at the pirate and said, "Well, we haven't seen each other in such a long time... and we were kissing and... well, it got a little out of control." Jack smiled and said, "That's a trick outta my book. Have you been reading it?" Will laughed. He forgot how funny Jack was.

Then, the cabin door burst open, and Tucker was in the doorway. He looked very, very angry. "What are you doing? He should be dead!" Tucker shouted, pointing to Jack. Will stood up from his seat and was surprised by his son's outburst. "Tucker... what are you talking about?" Will asked, as Elizabeth and Angelica rushed in the cabin, and Matthew and Gibbs quickly followed them. "He was with mom! I know what happened all those years ago! Grandpa told me! And know he's gonna pay!" Tucker said, walking toward Jack, who was now standing. Tucker held a knife in his hand and Jack saw it. He started to back up, but someone got hold of Tucker, his mother. Tucker turned in her arms, and stabbed her, right in the chest, but not close to her heart. Jack's eyes got wide just like they did when Davy Jones stabbed Will. "Elizabeth!" Will yelled. Tucker had no idea of what he had done. He stood there in shock. Elizabeth fell to her knees, trembling. Will had caught her and he started to form tears in his eyes. "Elizabeth..." Jack mumbled. Tucker looked around the room and saw that all of the eyes were on him. He ran out of the room and Matthew chased after him. Fearing that Matthew would be the next to die, Angelica ran after him.

"Elizabeth... please, don't leave me... please..." Will said, tears falling now. Jack looked to Gibbs and told him, "Get water and a cloth." Gibbs nodded, and hurried to get the water and cloth. Jack kneeled beside Will and Elizabeth. He could see that the wound was deep, but she would live, if Gibbs hurried up with the water. "Will... I love you..." Elizabeth managed to say. "Don't give up, Elizabeth, not yet, please," Will whispered. Will looked to Jack and asked, "She not going to..." "No, but if Gibbs would just hurry with the damn water," Jack answered. He was getting more irritated by the second. Finally, he saw Gibbs coming in the cabin with a bucket full of water and a cloth. Gibbs knelt down on the opposite side where Jack was. He dipped the cloth in the water and put it on the wound. "Sorry," Gibbs said, seeing that it made Elizabeth uncomfortable for him to touch her. "Here let me," Jack said, grabbing the cloth out of Gibbs' hand. Will looked at Jack with fiery eyes. "Don't worry, mate. Just trying to help," Jack answered. He saw Elizabeth smirk and he felt a load better.

After fifteen minutes or so, Elizabeth stopped bleeding, but she was very weak. Will laid her on the bed and she slept right after he had put her down. "Thank you Jack, and Mr. Gibbs. I owe you my life," Will said. "No worries, mate. But instead of owing me your life, can you owe me a favor?" Jack asked. "Of course, anything."

"You see, I have a issue with the Pearl. She, well, she's in a bottle."

"Like a ship in a bottle?"

"Yeah, but I need to get her out. Any ideas?"

"How exactly did she get in the bottle, Jack?"

"Blackbeard's doing. Thank God he's dead now."

"Blackbeard? How come I haven't seen him passing to the next world then?"

"He died on land, at the Fountain of Youth."

"And you saw him die, then?"

"Yes. Fortunately, I had the greatest honor of choosing how he died, so to speak."

"What you call the opportune moment, eh Jack?"

"Exactly. Now, back to the Pearl issue."

"Ah, yes. Well, have you ever tried to break the bottle in the water?" Jack immediately felt like an idiot. "And all this time, I've wanted to find Angelica and ask her how to get it out. I'm feelin' dumb," Jack said. Will laughed and nodded. "Where is the Pearl, Jack?" Will asked. Jack cursed so loudly, Angelica came running, with Matthew at her side. "What? What happened?" she asked. "The Pearl, she's in your room, Angelica," Jack said, with rage filling his veins. Then he felt something he had never felt before. It felt like his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he was leaving his body. He felt like he was becoming someone else. Jack shake his head, and he was back to normal. "Wow, that was interesting," he mumbled. He looked at Will and Will asked, "Jack, are you okay?" "Of course I am, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow! The original, the only!" Jack said. "But your eyes, they turned black... just like..." Angelica trailed off, thinking of the only man she had ever seen with eyes that black. Jack gulped and he knew what was happening. Blackbeard's soul had started to take over his body. He didn't know why, but he could guarantee that it was revenge. Revenge for saving his daughter instead of him. And for tricking him into believing that the chalice he drank of consisted of the mermaid tear. "Like what, mom?" Matthew asked. "Blackbeard..." Jack answered. Will looked at Jack and was scared for him. "We really need to get the Pearl out of the bottle now," Will said, and Jack nodded. Will stepped out of the cabin and shouted to his crew, saying, "Head for Port Royal! It's a matter of life and death!"

Poor Jack, stupid Blackbeard's gonna ruin everything! Me thinks the next chapter should have Barbossa again. What do you think?

~Sparrow789