Okay, be prepared for new, long chapter of this story. I was actually planning to update it earlier in the morning, but since it was already 2 a.m. and I was almost coma and still had to add something, I decided I'd go to sleep and add and publish new chappie when I wake up. Well, now is 2 p.m. and finally it's pufblished.

Hope you'll enjoy in reading.

Chapter Five

Estarás Siempre En Mi Corazón

A loud groan escaped his lips as he struggled to wake up. All he felt was pain. Almost the same pain as he felt when he was resurrected by mermaid, the only difference between it, was that strange and yet unpleasant feeling of weirdness. Something wasn't okay with his body and he knew that as soon as he tried to move fingers. They hardly moved. He never was a coward…well…okay, sometimes he was. But that rarely ever happened. He was a pretty brave man, but right now he felt panic rose inside of him as, his own body didn't want to respond to his orders.

He tried to move his arms and luckily this time he succeeded, when they moved ever so slight. When he did so, he felt a soft fabric under him. He gained enough strength to frown and slowly started to open his eyes, that never ever before seemed and felt as heavy as now were.

He touched the fabric again. The last thing he remembered wasn't that he was lying in any sort of beds…Last thing he remembered was facing the angry natives, since their two-legged lunch ran away. Last thing he thought he remembered was being shot with dart, by one of those tribe kids. Well, according to the pain he felt now, dart was probably poisoned just as Barbossa said to him before he was knocked out.

His heavy brown eyes slowly opened, and the sight in front of him wasn't clear. All he saw was just a blurry image.

"Do not move." A mysterious, yet it seemed so familiar voice, echoed as he sat up, in pure confuse.

A light was lit up, few seconds later, and Jack had to squeeze his eyes shut, since not being used to ever so weak light.

The Pirate Captain blinked few times and brought hand to his forehead trying to wipe that killer headache away, but no result. As his eyes finally adjusted to light in room, he couldn't help but felt how the edges of his lips rotated into small smile, that quickly disappeared and being replaced with confused frown.

"You look good Jack," the mysterious man said after few second of almost pure silence.

If he had enough strength he would salute him, but right at that moment, his body protested and he didn't want to waste his remaining energy.

"Hello Will."

Jack frowned at his well known friend, and the new Captain of Flying Dutchman. He understood all. Completely. But what had happened to him, and why was he lying in bed, almost not able to move any part of body?

"You fell off the cliff, remember?" Will asked suspiciously, if his pirate friend was at memory loss, since he probably hit the water pretty hard.

Jack narrowed eyes, as he tried to clear the blurry image "Aye." He replied in merely a whisper while trying to sit up properly.

"Do not move!" Will quickly ordered again, stopping Jack in process.

"And why shouldn't I, eh?" Jack asked out of curiosity.

"The poison," Will began and reached out to get something. Jack's glare followed his arm, when he brought small dark dart. The expression on Sparrow's face turned to emotionless as he remembered well what happened to him a while ago. ", it's still in your veins."

Jack thought for a second "I thought this only knocks you out," remembering Barbossa's words.

"It does," Will continued "But my father said it wouldn't do any good if you have it in veins,"

Jack almost chuckled as he heard than "William…"he began using his full name "I'm Captain Jack Sparrow. I already died twice, and look at me now." He pointed at himself "I look pretty good for someone who should be dead, aye?"

Will sighed and couldn't help but roll with eyes. Typical.

"Where's Barbossa?" Jack asked remembering his old friend- err…rival. "He didn't become lunch, did he?"

Will smiled and shook with head "No, he's on deck. He woke up few hours ago."

"So how long I've been out?"

Will sighed and sat straight up in his chair "Almost whole day." Jack's eyes slowly widened in surprise "We thought you were both dead."

"Well…to tell you the truth, I don't plan to die anytime soon…again." He added with short pause before continued "Heaven won't have me and Hell's afraid I'll take over."

"I see you haven't changed a bit."Will smirked.

Jack shook with head "I'll take that as a compliment" he smirked "Besides, how long was it? One year?"

"It's been almost two years Jack." Will corrected with bit of sad frown when he remembered what remembered those almost two years ago.

"But you said 'almost'." Jack smiled, but soon winced in pain as weird, sharp wave of pain rushed through his body. "Bugger."

"I told you to be still." Will shrugged.

"So, how's Lizzy?" Jack asked, ignoring pain and Will's reply. "I haven't seen her in ages."

Will froze a little and his breathing came to halt as he heard his wife's nickname. God Lord, he missed her. It's been over 22 months since he saw her for a last time in next ten years. But according to what Calypso said, if he stayed faithful to her, and she to him, he would be free of his duties.

"Oh…"Jack quietly added as he realized what he said by look at Will's face. He totally understood him, and that was very surprising.

"She's…alright." Will sighed and looked down at his feet "We kind of keep in touch," he stopped when Jack looked at him confused "Thanks' to Calypso. She always informs me about Elizabeth, how she's doing,…what she's doing and how is…" he stopped, biting his lip when he remembered that Jack most probably didn't know anything about it.

"Jack, have you seen Elizabeth in those two years or…?"

The infamous pirate sighed in frustration and leaned on wall for weight support "Didn't you hear me? I haven't seen her ever since she left the Pearl." He paused clearing throat "And however, I don't even know where she lives now."

"Shipwreck Island." Will quickly replied and Jack's eyes widened in surprise.

"She's still there? Why?"

"Well…" Will began "She's a Pirate King."

"I really didn't know that." Jack mumbled, with small smirk playing on lips. Although he was in pain he couldn't help but felt happiness. And he didn't know why.

Will thought for a second. He didn't see Elizabeth for almost two years and he really missed his wife. They weren't married even one hour when he died, and all what was left for them was those few hours on that island. He really missed her. And by what he heard from Calypso he only wanted more to be by her side. Suddenly an idea popped in his head as he looked at his fellow pirate friend. If he couldn't come to her and help her a little – since Calypso said she wasn't doing great lately, because of well known cause – Jack was able to. Well when he gets that medicine and sails off. He could use him. After all he owes him for saving his life.

"Jack," Will began when he looked at Jack and saw that sleep would soon took him "Could you…help me with something? I'm most probably mad, but…I need your help."

"Trust me William, it's nothing new to heard," Jack responded casually.

Will decided to ignore it for now "I'm being serious."

Jack sighed "Alright, what do you want?"

Will paused for a moment before he spoke "I'll go straight to point. I need your help with-"

"Your damsel, aye?" Jack finished for him.

Will looked at him a little surprised "Yes…How did you know?"

"I think I'd remember that look every time when your Bonny lass is in trouble." He murmured not quite interested in conversation "Now what happened to Lizzy?"

"She needs help and since I'm not able to step on land for the next eight years…I just think that,…"he sighed. "Could you deliver something to her? And…might as well ask you if you could stay at hers for a few days to help her sort some things out?"

Jack's eye twitched "Suddenly I'm feeling very, very tired." He defended and wanted to lie down but sharp pain in chest and arm blocked him from doing so.

"Jack, please" Will pleaded "You're the only one who both of us, and I can't believe my own words, somehow…trust." Will finished "All you need to do is to deliver an item I made for her and I'd be thankful if you could help her for a few days.

"It's a hard work?" Jack asked after few seconds of silence.

Will thought for a second "It's…I don't know. I've never done that." Jack's face fell in second "It is hard I guess. It asks for much responsibility and…"

"Then no,"

"What?"

Jack shook with head "As I said. No." he continued "There are three ways to get something done: do it yourself, hire someone, or, according to what my dad always did, forbid your kids to do it."

Will stared for at him for a moment "It's not hard work." He added and Jack glared at him "Come on Jack. A little hard work never killed anyone."

"Yet!" Jack smiled while pointing up finger "So why take risks." Will rolled with eyes and Jack continued "If something's hard to do, then it's not worth doing."

"Jack, you won't have to do anything. And anyway you should take a break so your arm can heal."

Jack looked down at his bandaged arm, and a tiny voice in head kept telling him, Will's right. He could take a short rest, and then return to piracy. After all, he still had to seek for his Pearl and convince his crew that he's still alive. But that wouldn't be a problem. Besides years ago he and Gibbs had a talk that if something happened to him and he dies, Gibbs would sail to Shipwreck Cove and left The Black Pearl docked there in port. Though, they never finished it…But he trusted his always loyal first mate, and he knew he would come. He just had to wait and in meantime he could-if he really had to- help his two of closest friends he ever had. Jack never had many friends. The closest and friends he had were Will, Lizzy, Mister Gibbs and Angelica. And few crewmates. But that's all.

"And anyway, I just saved your life. I could leave both of you die there. You owe me." Will added.

Jack sighed "And what would it be for me if I say yes?"

Will smiled a little "You would be able to say that you've done something good. Maybe even gain some responsibility…"

""It is not MY fault that I never learned to accept responsibility!" Jack defended himself.

"My father should already come with medicine." Will murmured and looked at doors of his quarter.

Jack followed his gaze and finally after some time of just lying there on bed, took in the full picture of room he was in. Ever since Davy Jones was dead, the Dutchman wasn't that scary anymore. With other words, it was pretty nice ship. But still nowhere near in compare to his Black Pearl.

"So, how are you?" Jack asked while waiting for Bootstrap.

Will looked back at infamous pirate captain "Good. Except that I won't be able to see Elizabeth and…except that I won't be able to see Elizabeth for the next 8 years. But the duty it's a lot easier than I first thought."

Jack's eyes widened. "Mate, if you like your duty, you haven't worked a day in your life."

"How about you? I heard you were after the Fountain of Youth."

Jack nodded "Lately there are a lot of stories and rumors. But yes, I've been. And I've been there…" his voice trailed off a little, and Will couldn't help but notice it.

"So what it was like?" he asked curiously.

Jack thought for a second "It was…very…nice place. Until Spaniards destroyed it and Blackbeard turned into dust…or that's what I think he had. I don't exactly remember. Unfortunately something unexpected happened." Jack smiled sheepishly, remembering how his plan failed.

Will's eyes widened. He heard of Blackbeard. The pirate which all pirates feared. And now he was dead?

"But you did drink from it, right?" he kept asking.

"No." Jack shook with head.

Will looked at him with confused eyes "Why not?"

Jack sighed "How much do you know about Edward Teach? About Blackbeard?" he asked while looking at Will.

"Well he was very infamous pirate…I think he had some strange sword with which he could manage the whole ship. I think…I think it's called 'Queen Anne's Revenge' or something like that. He was also the master of black magic. That's all I know." Will replied.

"He had a daughter." Jack added, thinking about Angelica. He wondered what was she doing now. She was most probably somewhere on her own, forgetting about him. But in fact he doubted about that last part. But he knew their paths would somewhere in future cross again. And their meeting would be…just epic.

"A daughter?" Will said again after him in surprise. He didn't know that. He always thought Blackbeard didn't have any children, but now it turned out that he was wrong all the time.

"Aye," Jack smirked "Angelica's her name. She's Spanish." He quickly added when he saw look on Will's face.

"And?"

"We know each other…pretty good if you know what I mean," he smirked wickedly.

The edges of Will's lips turned into small smile. He knew exactly what he meant. "What happened?"

"Well…if we count only that…I saved her when she cut herself on Barbossa's poisoned blade, by tricking Blackbeard to drink from wrong chalice, who killed me before he died. Actually nothing much." Jack replied casually.

"You look pretty good to be dead." Will said bemused.

"I heard that already."

"So…you didn't actually answer me. How are you?" he asked again.

"Well, life's pretty good, why wouldn't it be, I'm a pirate after all." Jack smiled, showing his golden teeth, but quickly regretted it as he felt hot pain in chest, making him gasp for air. He just couldn't come to air. It was like something was blocking him from breathing.

"Father!" Will shouted as he heard footsteps coming down to his quarter. He soon saw, as expected his father, with small, dark, almost black bottle in left hand, hurrying down stairs. As quick as he could he offered it to Jack, indicating him to drink. Although Jack couldn't come to air, he snatched it from Bootstrap's hand and tried to drink the whole liquid. As soon as he got to taste the first gulp, he recognized from where they got that medicine. It was Tia Dalma' err… Calypso's. It tasted awful and it was making him want to throw up.

When he drank the whole bottle of that 'drink' – if he could call it that – he leaned on wooden wall, still gasping for air, but now he could at least breathe. If there's anything good with Calypso's medicines is that, they start to work as soon as you take them. Despise few shaggy, panic breathes, he started to feel much better. At least he got free of pain in chest.

"You alright?" Will cautiously asked as he watched how Jack's breathing normalize.

The injured pirate nodded, with hint of fear in eyes as he looked at Will."I'm…I'm good."

Both Turners let out a sigh of relief as Jack finally calmed down himself.

Will looked from Jack to his desk and suddenly remembered something. "Jack remember when I mentioned if you could deliver to Elizabeth something?"

"Aye?" Jack glared curiously at him, when he pulled something out of regal.

"Could you…give her this?" Will asked and handed him small handmade ship, looking a lot like the Dutchman, out of wood.

Jack stared at it for a few minutes and slowly took in out from his hands. He cautiously inspected it."It's a toy." He commented and looked at small wooden replica of ship again "A wooden toy."

"Yes…?" Will nodded and asked.

"I didn't know Lizzy likes to play with toys." He smirked wickedly and made Bootstrap walk out of room, leaving two younger pirates with themselves.

"Jack…" Will started "It's not exactly for her…" Jack opened mouth to ask something but Will cut him off "Listen, when Elizabeth tells you something, please don't be mad at us by choosing that choice. You were the only one who we trust enough, and it's still alive." Will added mumbling.

"What choice?" Jack asked suspiciously.

"Just…choice. You will see soon enough," Will smiled. "I will also give you a letter for her."

"Just tell me what's that choice which you two made and it, unfortunately, involves me." Jack kept going, overhearing about that letter thing.

"As I said. You will see." Will nodded "So we have a deal? You go to Elizabeth, give her these items, and help her for a day or two?"

"Everything's good and fine," Jack smiled while shaking with hands "But I've got a problem for your solution. How will I get there?" Jack asked "Unfortunately, as you probably know already, The Black Pearl at the moment isn't under my command." He muttered. If only his crewmates waited for him a little longer, then everything would be alright. But no, and now he had to do something what he didn't like at all. Something fishy was about that.

Will smiling pointed at the doors, which were now opened and where at the doorframe stood no one else than Barbossa himself, with bloody monkey on his right shoulder. "Ye don't have it." Barbossa smirked "But I've got it."

Jack twitched "If you think the problem is bad now, just wait until we solve it.« he murmured »Everything just went from bad to worse in no time.«

Angelica walked down the deck with frustrated frown on her tanned face. She already searched the whole bloody ship, for Gibbs and unfortunately without success. She wanted to get to Tortuga as fast as it was possible, since those women instincts kept telling her one-legged man would be there.

Only simple thought about one-legged man and on her face crawled rage. She needed to avenge their deaths. She had to. Her father and Jack were two most important persons in her life, and one-legged man took them away from her. As if she hadn't had bad and sad life already, everything turned downhill.

She knew she needed to get her revenge. She would find the one-legged man, killed him and take back what belonged to her. The Revenge would be finally hers.

Angelica stopped at Captain's quarters, with emotionless facial expression. After she gets her ship back, she could sail off from Pirate's world and start her new life somewhere in Spain. She wanted to forget about past, and concentrate on future. Past is a history, future is mystery and present is gift. She knew she would change her life again. There would be new, big turn, just like eleven years ago in Spanish convent. The same twist, which Jack caused, would be now caused by her own.

When she looked at sea, she got sick. Literary. She was sick of being pirate, although a very good one. She was sick of sea, ships, pirates and deaths. She was sick of her life, and she would change that.

Maybe, if everything she'd do, turned out alright, she could live peacefully, somewhere in Spain, possibly in Seville. It'd be just her and her child.

The Latina sighed and brought hand on her stomach. She hoped it wasn't true, and she wasn't pregnant. But yet at the same time, she prayed it was. Having a child with only man she ever loved, and the man who she would never see again, was a lot for her. And just maybe because of that, she somehow prayed he got her pregnant.

She sighed and bit her lip, when she cautiously opened doors that lead to the cabin where he once slept. Although she knew she shouldn't be here, she decided to break the rules, and take a better look at his stuff. When she stepped in, she was met by familiar scent of rum, sweat and sea. She swallowed as she passed his desk, with few bottles of rum still flatly lying on it. There were dozens of maps, and other things, which she didn't find so interesting.

Angelica exhaled and sat down on his bed. Mattress was pretty worn out, and so were blankets, but still, she found his bed very comfortable. She slowly laid her exhausted and worn out body on bed, looking up at the wooden ceiling somehow lost in thoughts, when memories came back to her.

How many times were they lying together on that bed; how many nights she heard him talk to her in that seductive, charming voice of his, that never failed to amaze her. All those nights and days, and now it was all over.

Angelica looked through small window, her face emotionless. Guess, her life was chosen to be hard. She now had nothing. No parents, no lover, no home,…nothing. All what she still possessed were Jack's compass and the still unborn little one.

The Quartermaster once, few days after he got the vision of Blackbeard's fate, told her something, what she didn't care of, but now his words stuck in her mind. He knew that would happen, and yet she didn't quite believe him. But now she knew she should. After all he could predict the future. He was blind, because of Blackbeard's cruel dark magic on him, but still he could see in future.

"After death comes new life, which will cause to have your heart go walk outside your body;"

Everything made sense now for her. Jack's dead and new life is their child. According to what he said, she knew she's pregnant. It would make sense. The Latina took off her long, dark coat and threw it on wooden floor, not caring how or where it landed. Maybe it would be better if she stopped thinking about her pregnancy, Jack and her father, and actually got some sleep.

Angelica lay down on captain's bed again, knowing, that there was ever so slight chance so she could fall asleep. She needed sleep. It'd help her a lot.

When she buried her head in that pillow she was met by familiar scent of rum and sea. Just like him. He was wild like the sea and seductive as rum. And she knew that more than anyone could ever.

She swallowed big knot of most probably soon to be tears and turned around in bed, making something fall out of one of her pockets. When it hit the ground Angelica slowly supported herself on one arm, looking down at fallen item. It was just his compass that was unfortunately useless at the moment, since all she wanted was Jack, who was lying dead on ground at the fountain.

She quickly leaned over the edge of bed to pick up one of his favorite possessions. When she reached for compass, her sight stopped at something. A small, necklace like thing was lying on ground at the edge of room. She could see those diamonds which were shimmering like stars in that dim light.

She quietly got up and walked to it, kneeling down just few inches away from it. When she picked the necklace up, she could feel her eyes tear up. She recognized that necklace. She could recognize it everywhere and anytime.

This was her necklace. It was the same one which Jack gave it to her those eleven years ago. She remembered that fight they had and when she threw it at him, cursing in Spanish at Pirate. She could still remember each word she said to him in rage, and how he took this all just with that stupidly charming grin on his face. Although she was yelling at him, God knows why, he remained casual, like it wasn't bothering him at all. She could still recall how he stopped her yelling and shouting at him with kiss on her lips, which she hesitantly returned. He let the necklace slip out of his hands as he threw arms around her hips, bringing her closer to him and started leading her to bed, where they spend the next few hours only with each other.

Angelica shut her eyes and squeezed the heart-shaped necklace tight in hand. The hidden tears came on plan as her memory of that night replayed in front of her brown eyes. She'd give anything to have him again. She looked up and quickly wiped away tears.

Squeezing the necklace tight she brought it to her heart, with other hand on her still flat stomach as she looked down at herself, the Quartermaster's words echoing in her mind.

"Estarás siempre en mi corazón."

Tbc…

Thank you for reading this chapter. It turned out much longer than I thought at first. But whatever, some things had to be explained. You're probably wondering what choice is that involves Jack. You'll see in the next chappie :)

Again, I'm sorry for any grammar mistakes or misspelled words. I was the best in English class, but still I'm not a master of it :)

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