Chapter Six: My home.

"Land HO!" I awoke with a twitch, slightly startled by the sudden noise. I find myself in Jack's bed, but no Jack.

"Jack! Where are you?!" I am slightly disappointed and heartbroken that I woke up alone. I jump out of Jack's bed. 'I have to change first.' I scramble about Jack's cabin trying to find a shirt and a pair of trousers. I finally find some in his trunk at the end of his bed. I slip out of my dress, into the men's clothing and out the cabin door in a heart beat. I quickly scan the deck for Jack. Everyone is out and about doing their daily chores. I notice something different. There is someone standing at the bow, simply doing nothing. It's Jack! I begin to run towards him. Just as I got behind him, Jack swung around and grabbed me by the waist. "Oh, Jack! I was so scared! I woke up alone and I thought something was wrong." I nearly begin crying 'because I am overjoyed that he is still here with me. I clung to him like a fly to a sheet of sticky paper, never letting go.

"S'alright, Love. Everything is just fine. Know why?" With my face buried in his chest, I shake my head no. "I'm Captain Jack Sparrow. And I have something to help lift your spirits." Jack beckons to the horizon. I see a small island with many pirate ships moored out in the harbor. My mouth drops in amazement and delight.

"This… this is… my…" I stammer like a drunken fool.

"Yes, my Lizzie. It's your island, Isle au Haut, where you grew up."

"How do you know? I don't recall ever telling you."
"I, uh, found your journal…Accidentally, I swear!" Jack backs off. I playfully slap him on the arm. "Ouch! Why'd you slap me?"

"You read my journal! But seein's how you brought me here; I'm willing to overlook it. Sorry, darlin'." I gently rub the spot I slapped.

Before I knew it, we are anchoring in the thoroughfare, launching the longboats. We reach the docks of my little island and I am instantly surrounded by familiar faces. I rush around meeting all my long lost friends. I am in the middle of hugging my old school teacher, Joy Seaver, when I remember who I'm here with. I glance over to my beloved Jack, shouting orders to the crew. I over hear him say, "Now you scallywags, do what you want to do, but stay off me ship!"

"Oh, excuse me for being so rude! I want you to meet my friend, Jack Sparrow." Joy follows me to Jack to be introduced. "Jack? I would like you to meet my old school teacher and friend. Joy, Jack. Jack, Joy."

"A pleasure to meet your acquaintance, miss." Jack bows and kisses the top of Joy's hand. 'Wow, I've never seen Jack act so proper in public.' Then Jack looks at me. "Can we go now?" Jack whispers in my ear.

"Now if you will excuse me, Joy, I have some things to take care of. I'll see you around!" Jack leads me down the road away from the hustle and bustle. "I'm sorry, Jack. It's just that I'm so happy to see all my old friends again. Plus they would never believe that I sailed in with the notorious Captain Jack Sparrow. So if it would please you, we'll stay away from town."

"What about rum?" Jack stops in his tracks looking at me all worryingly.

"I have a secret stash on this island that no one but I, and maybe you will, know about." I give Jack a peck on the cheek promising him a splendid night. After moments of walking enjoying the silence, I lead Jack down a path to a secluded beach not far from The Pearl.

I make Jack stop on the trail just before reaching the beach. "Wait here." I wander off the trail leaving Jack alone. I walk about 20 or 30 feet and find a huge boulder with a slightly smaller rock in front. I roll the small rock out of the way and find a huge cavern carved into the boulder. I climb down, light a torch, and scan my secret room. The shelves are still full, and the items on the shelves are indeed full, as well. I grab about six bottles and climb back out of my chamber, smothering the torch in dirt. I cover the doorway and leave to return to Jack.

"We can't have a party without rum, now can we?" I exclaimed as I hold three bottles in each hand. I hand three to Jack. Jack seems to be in awe. "What the matter?"

"You have a stash of rum?" Jack questions.

"Hey, what can I say? Rumrunner's used this island once."

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