Chapter 22
There it was, wading out in the water, Jack knew he would find it, but he didn't actually expect it to be where he'd last seen it. The Flying Dutchman was waiting for the orders to leave but had not received them yet so they were waiting impatiently.
"Nicely done," James said looking out towards the incoming storm.
"This is nothing," Calypso said mysteriously.
There was a thud against the boat as Jack climbed to the deck.
He was surprised to see everyone on the deck.
"Where's Bootstrap? He's needed on land," Jack said trying to stay focused.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't Mr. Sparrow himself…" James said coming down to the deck.
"Norrington? What the bloody hell are you doing here… alive?" Jack asked confused.
"Courtesy of Captain Turner," James replied slyly. Calypso has vanished at the sight of Jack on the ship.
"Former Captain Turner, he's free now."
"Do you see a captain around here anywhere Sparrow?"
"I'd thought that maybe you had given yourself the title," Jack laughed.
"Ha-ha, I may be the only crew member technically living, but I'm not that stupid. I can come and go as I please, why would I charge myself with such a horrible fate?"
"Look Norrington, I'd love to stay and chat but I really just need to know where Bootstrap is and I'll be on my way."
"He's up at the helm I believe," James said as Jack nodded and started to head for the stairs but James stopped him, "What is it that he is needed for?"
"Nothing… nothing of your liking, I just… Will would like for his father to meet his grandchild."
"Carry on then."
Jack continued up the stairs rolling his eyes as he heard James talk away on the deck below.
"Bootstrap! Long time no see eh?" Jack said as he spotted him.
"Ahh Jack! What are you doing here?"
"Your son has some unfinished business with ya, he wanted me to tell you to go to his home on the island."
"Oh, well then. I would rather like to see something other than the whereabouts of a ship for once," he joked.
"Good! Come on then," Jack said as they headed down the stairs and to the side of the ship where Jack had left the small boat.
They left without James or anyone else noticing, so they thought.
"What's he up to?" James asked Bootstrap as they arrived on the island.
"Who?"
"Norrington. He seems like he's… scheming."
"I don't know, he's good at keeping thing's he wants secret, secret. But Calypso showed up yesterday and now he's acting even more annoying.'
"Calypso? You mean…"
"I don't know, but I got a weird feeling 'bout this storm Jack. I don't think it's just another hurricane."
"Me neither, Will's got it figured out too."
"And Elizabeth?"
"Not a clue."
"You didn't tell her?"
"She'll figure it out herself, besides she was here last time so you'd think she'd recognize the signs."
"This is worse then last time, Norrington's got a motive that's a little bit closer than ya think…"
"What do ya mean? Is he also behind this?"
"…Yes…"
"I knew it, should've killed him then and there—, but wait, do you know of this said motive?"
"Unfortunately… yes…"
"Dare I ask, what would said motive be?"
Bootstrap paused for a moment, "He plans to get revenge upon the two people he feels ruined his life…"
"Buggar" Jack said under his breath.
"You and Will are in danger, we need to find a way to beat Norrington… again."
"Great… luckily, we've got an advantage."
"Being what?"
"We've got the one thing he loves most, the reason for his pain and agony all this years, the thing that forever entwined all of our destinies and futures…"
Bootstrap gave Jack a confused look.
Jack continued, "… Elizabeth and probably young William too… Didn't think of that one now did ya?"
"Just when I think you can't get any wittier, you think up some off the wall plan to get us out of our predicaments, it's a good thing we got you," Bootstrap laughed.
They arrived the town and began heading towards the hill where Will and Elizabeth home was.
"Where's your crew?" Bootstrap asked.
"I went to the Pearl before I went to you, told them to tie up the Pearl and head to the house for shelter… Elizabeth's idea."
"Huh… never would've thought of that."
"Uh oh," Jack said his eyes growing wide. He spotted a group of men, including a very angry looking Mat across the town square.
"What is it?" Bootstrap asked.
"Someone who we really don't want to be seeing us right now," Jack said going faster towards the hill.
"Who?" Bootstrap said hurrying up.
"Remember the idiot I told you and Will about in the letters that had been harassing Elizabeth?"
"The boss?"
"Yep."
"That isn't—"
"It is. Will got his shot at 'im last night. But he's not a big fan of me so it's best we be going a tad faster for our own safety."
"No, I gotta give this kid a piece of my mind—"
"No, no, no, come on, you can get him later!"
They got up the hill safely, thank god, and arrived the house as quickly as possible; it was booming with life.
They ran to the porch and knocked on the door but found that it was unlocked so they went right in closing the door behind them. Just then Gibbs walked by seeing them, "Ah Capn' you made it!"
"Aye I did! Now where's me rum?"
"Right in the kitchen."
"Thank you."
Gibbs then saw Bootstrap, "Bill? Is that you? By god, how long's it been?"
"A long, long time!" Bootstrap laughed as the shook hands.
"Let me get ya something to drink—"
"In a minute, but first I need to speak to Will, jack said that he needed to speak to me."
"Ah yes, he's right in there with Elizabeth and some of the crew."
"Thank you."
Bootstrap went into the living room to find some of the crew mingling all laughing and talking to one another, then near the fire was Elizabeth and Will.
"William!" Bootstrap hollered happily heading over to them.
"Father!" Will said turning around, "You made it."
Elizabeth was shocked to see him there, "Bootstrap!"
"Elizabeth! How are you love?"
"Never better! What are you doing here?" she exclaimed hugging him.
"How could I miss a family reunion!" he joked.
"Oh Bootstrap! You have to meet your grandson!" Elizabeth exclaimed happily.
"Yes, yes I do, where is he?"
"He's in the kitchen, I'll go and get him for you," she said walking away.
"Wow… this place is wonderful," Bootstrap said looking around.
"I know, I can't believe how well she's done over the years. She amazes me more and more every second, which just makes me wonder why she chose me."
"You're a good man Will, you just need someone by your side to help you along the way and motivate you," Bootstrap said putting his hand on Will's shoulder.
Will's face lit up as he saw Eli bathe coming into the room with Will slowly.
"Another surprise Momma!"
"Yes darling."
"Where?"
"Over there next to Papa, there's someone who wants to meet you."
"Okay," He said smiling and running to Will.
"What is it?" Bootstrap asked as he saw Will's face light up.
"You'll see…"
"Papa! Papa! Momma said that you have a surprise for me!" Will said running up to his father as he swept young Will up into his arms.
Bootstrap went blank, it was him, his grandson right in front of him, he was speechless.
"Will I'd like you to meet someone who is very important to your mother and I," Will said smiling.
"Okay!" he smiled.
"Will… this is… this is your grandfather, my father, Bill Turner," Will said trying not to cry.
"Ello Will," Bootstrap was still in awe, all he could think of saying was hi.
Will jumped down from his father and hugged Bootstrap, "Grandpa! Aw Grandpa! Momma's told me all about you and papa's adventures! I can't believe it's really you!"
"She has? I can't believe I'm finally meeting you either," he laughed hugging Will back.
"Now it's going to be rea—lly confusing," Will laughed.
"Why?" Bootstrap wondered.
"Because now there's three of us," Will joked.
"Momma's gonna go crazy!" Young Will joked.
"Well, we were talking and I think we found a nick-name, what do ya think about Liam?" Will asked.
"Hmmm, I like it!"
"Good!" Will laughed.
Elizabeth came up, "Soo how are my Will's doing!" she joked.
"I've gotta nick-name momma! And a grandpa!" Will said lighting up.
"And what would that name be?"
"Liam! I am William Tyler Turner, or Liam for short! That can be my pirate name!"
"Really? You want to be a pirate?" Bootstrap laughed.
"Uh-huh! Just like Papa, and Uncle Jack, and you Grandpa!"
"Why don't you go tell Uncle Jack you're new nick—, I mean pirate name," Elizabeth said.
Will ran off to find Jack in the kitchen.
"He adores you two! I'm so glad he's finally met you both after all this time."
"He adores you too!" Will said putting his arm around her.
"Yes but not like you two, every night he ask me to tell him another story about 'Uncle Jack and Papa', or 'Papa and Grandpa', or even a few about me and my wonderful run-ins with you three."
"Every night?" Bootstrap laughed, "And you didn't run out of stories?"
"No I did not, there is not enough time in the world for me to tell me everything that we've all been through!" she laughed.
The three of them continued catching up as the "hurricane" worsened outside but inside, the home was filled with joy, love, but above all, rum-soaked, deck-hand pirates that were making themselves at home where they were wanted…