"Jack. Jack. Come on Jack wake up. JACK!"
With that Jack fell out of his chair and on to the ground. He looked around to get his bearings and remembered that he was in Will's cabin. Will's cabin, he thought to himself, Will, WILL! Did the boy die in the night and he slept through it? He looked up to see a hand out stretched to him to help him up from the floor.
"Thank you Will," Jack said and did a double take looking at the now seemingly well man. "I must be dreaming again and yet there is no rum."
"No Jack you're not dreaming. It's morning and Aphrodite and myself were going to get some breakfast," Will answered Jack in a matter of fact tone.
"But ye were, she was. It can not be. Ye should be….well…ye should be dead, non-breathing, non-moving, irrevocable dead. And yet here ye are, actually here ye both are."
"I know Jack. I. I mean we don't understand it either but our wounds are almost gone," Will said lifting up his shirt.
Jack examined the wounds. He was right they were almost gone. "Will we lost four men yesterday and Mr. Cotton was injuried. What say ye go with me and we check on him as well? Maybe we are all protected here on the Pearl."
Jack led as Will and Aphrodite followed him to the crew quarters. "Marty me boy, how's Mr. Cotton today," Jack asked.
Marty was tending to Cotton's arm with his back to Jack, "so far no infection but he won't be able to use it for a few weeks." Marty then turned to look at Jack and stumbled backwards after seeing Will and Aphrodite standing there.
"Captain," Marty whispered.
"Yes Marty," Jack answered back.
Marty motioned for Jack to bend down so he could whisper something to Jack. Will and Aphrodite looked at each other with a puzzled look on their faces. "Captain," Marty whispered, "Will and Aphrodite's ghosts be following ye."
Jack smiled, "nonsense. Touch them. They are quite real I assure ye."
"But how Captain?"
"Thought it was because ye took care of them," Jack told him trying to reassure the shaken man.
"Jack let's go get breakfast and talk," Will said encouraging Jack to let them talk in private.
They had breakfast in Jack's cabin at his table. "I don't get it. Why is it just ye two?"
"I don't know Jack and I can't pretend to understand but I am very grateful looking at my wounds," Will commented.
"This be the second time ye should be dead Will and now her. She should have died as well."
Aphrodite just looked at both men. She was as confused as they were and without her memory she could not even venture a guess.