Hey lovlies! Next chapter in this story is dedicated to my cousin's dog who died yesterday. His name was Dutch and I named one of the new characters that, so this is dedicated to him! I love you Dutchy!
DISCLAIMER: just see chapter one
"James Norrington, do you fear death? I'll take that as a no. Hmm nice sword."
Chapter 17
Two days later, Elizabeth was still in Jack's cabin sleeping. He felt tremendously bad for her because of losing her son. Everyone on the Pearl did, actually. Later on that day, The Flying Dutchman appeared on the starboard side of the Pearl. Jack was very happy that Will had returned so quickly because he needed to help Elizabeth get back to a near-approachable state. He had told Will everything that had happened the past days. How Elizabeth wouldn't get out of bed or talk to anyone. And how she wouldn't eat anything.
Will had been in the cabin for about three hours and Jack was getting restless. He needed to talk to him about how many people he got back from the Locker and who, exactly, they were. Thirty minutes later, Will came out and Jack saw streaks of tears from his eyes. Bugger, he thought as he approached the undead captain. "Uh, Will. Can, uh, can I talk to you for a bit?" he stuttered. Will nodded. "Alright then, let's see. This is about the people you brought back from the Locker," Jack started.
"Okay, what do you need to know?"
"Well, firstly, who did you bring back?"
"A few guys who died during the Maelstrom and a lot more that you probably won't know."
"Try me."
"Well, this guy named Dutch Fullman. He's..."
"Lemme guess, Dutch."
"No, he's actually Irish."
"Oh. Who else?"
"James Norrington."
"Lizzie'll be happy."
"That's exactly why I brought him back."
"Good job!"
"Anyway, I brought back almost two-hundred people."
"Wow. You're good."
"Yeah, but Calypso said there was a catch to bringing back all those people."
"Okay, what was it?"
"Something that you're not gonna like."
"Whatever, just tell me!"
"Well, I don't know how to say this but, I had to bring back someone who doesn't entirely like you all that much."
"Not many people do, Will."
"Yeah... well, it's someone who you made a deal with almost twenty years ago."
"Will, this isn't twenty questions! Just spit it out, dammit!"
"Fine, it's Davy Jones."
Jack's eyes went wide and he quickly looked at his hand just to make sure that there was no Black Spot this time. "WHAT! ARE YOU INSANE! HE KILLED YOU! YOU IDIOT!" Jack shouted. At this, everyone on deck spun their heads around to see why Jack had yelled. Angelica cautiously approached them. "Jack, what's going on?" she asked. "Oh nothing! Just some idiot decided to bring back the guy who sentenced me to death!" he shouted again. "Jack, just calm down! God, you're gonna wake up Elizabeth!" Will retorted. "Well, isn't that just peachy! Just tell me you didn't bring back the Kraken, or I just might kill you," he growled. "Uh, yeah, funny thing about that. Ha, um, Calypso said that I, uh, had to," Will stammered. "Are. You. Kidding. Me. Please, someone pinch me. I must be having a nightmare," Jack said. "Oh, this isn't no dream Sparra," a voice from behind them said. Jack stopped dead in his tracks. He turned on his heel slowly and saw that his nightmare had come true. Right in front of him was the sea monster himself, Davy Jones. He heard Angelica gasp and she put her hand on his arm and squeezed it. "I just have one question for you, Sparra," Jones said, stepping forward. "Do you fear death? Again?" Jack gulped and opened his mouth, but no sound came out. "Ha, thought so," Jones said, amused. His eyes shifted to Angelica and looked her up and down. Jack got the drift that Jones was looking at her, but he was to stunned to do anything. "Well, well, well. What have we here? Have you actually learned to love, Sparra?" Jones inquired. Once again, Jack was at a loss for words. Jones smiled and moved toward them even more. "Where's that other girl? The blonde one?" Jones finally asked. "What?" was all that Jack could say. Will, also, was surprised by his question. Angelica, well, she was just as confused as the next girl. "The king," Jones said. "Oh, her. She's, uh, sleeping," Jack said, finally getting out of his little stunned spell. "Mhm. Well, I say that we go to Tortuga. I haven't been there in ages," Jones said. Jack's mouth dropped open. Jones wanted to go to Tortuga? That's... interesting. "Uh, alright. Let's chart a course for Tortuga then," Jack said. "Jack, what about Blackbeard?" Will finally asked. "He can wait. Besides, I need to get more rum," Jack answered. Jones smiled and walked away. "Okay, well, Jack, he's gonna stay with you and I'll send Norrington over as well," Will said. Jack nodded and looked at Angelica. "Don't worry, love. It's nothing that I can't handle," he said with a smile. She smiled in return.
The next day, the Pearl docked in Tortuga. Jack had spoken to Davy about trying not to scare anyone in town since he was still a sea creature-looking thing. All Jones did was laugh, and laugh, and laugh a little more. Jack, Angelica, Barbossa, Gibbs, Elizabeth, and Matthew all got off and ventured toward Jack's favorite tavern. Once there, Barbossa found a table big enough for all of them, and sat down. Jack sat next to Angelica and Matthew on one side of the table, and Barbossa, Gibbs, and Elizabeth were on the other side. Jack said that Jones was probably running around, trying to scare at least more people than he could count on both his hands three times. That made Elizabeth smile a bit, but it vanished as soon as it appeared. Gibbs brought five mugs of rum and one mug of water to the table. The mug of water was given to Matthew, since he wasn't legally allowed to drink yet. Angelica leaned toward Jack and whispered, "You should do something to cheer Elizabeth up. Like get her something to take her mind off of Tucker." Jack looked at her and said, "Alright, but I'm telling her that it was all my idea." Angelica shook her head and smiled. "Uh, Lizzie, could you come over here and let me talk to you?" Jack asked. She looked up and got up and walked over to Jack. He stood up and said, "Come with me." They walked out of the tavern and into an alley. "What is it, Jack?" she asked, looking away from him. He leaned up against the outside wall of the tavern and crossed his arms. "Well, I was thinking, since you're not yourself, that maybe you could talk about what's eating at you from inside."
"Why?"
"I just thought that it would just get a lot off your chest, you know letting someone else know what's going on inside you."
"Jack, you're not a therapist."
"I know, but I impersonated one once."
"Fine. Well, it's just that, first, I lost my mother. Then, you. Then, my father. Then, James. Then, Will. And finally, Tucker. I can't ever win, can I, Jack?"
"Well, Lizzie. Your life definitely isn't normal. But just think of all the good times you've had as well. Think of when Will asked you to marry him. Think of when you had his child. Think of when we won against that Beckett bastard in the war. Come on Lizzie, you've definitely had an 'eventful' life, wouldn't you agree?"
"I guess so."
"There you go! See, you're getting relieved because you're talking about this. Don't you feel better?"
"Yes, Jack, I am. Thank you."
"No problem, love. Helpin' out a friend is my job."
"Oh really."
"Certainly! It's my most special trait!"
"Okay, Jack. I'll believe that when you show it again."
"You're really feeling better, aren't you?"
"A whole lot, thanks to Captain Jack Sparrow."
"There we go! Now, with your permission, your highness, may I say something."
"Fire away, Jack."
"Well, I need your help with something."
"And what might that be?"
"I, uh, I want to propose to Angelica."
"What? Like 'marry' her? Jack, I thought you never wanted to marry."
"I changed me mind."
"Uh-huh, well I suppose Tortuga has some shops selling rings so we could go now and get one now."
"Perfect! You can help me get the perfect ring!"
"Yeah, I'll help you out."
"Alright, love, let's go now!"
Hope you liked it! I don't know what to do next, so I'm open to ideas from anyone. Please help me!
~Sparrow789
