"Captain!" Gibbs yelled as he came running up to Jack. "Lady Katrina straight ahead!"
"Yes!" Jack smiled with an evil look in his eyes. "Let's pay them a visit they won't soon forget, eh?"
Aye aye Captain!" Gibbs agreed excitedly before going to give orders.
Jack went to the cabin and silently knocked on the door. When no one answered, even though he tried knocking a couple of times, he opened the door and stepped inside. He smiled as he saw Elizabeth sleeping. She looked peaceful for the first time since they had been reunited, and in truth he was feeling reluctant to bring her out of that state. The only reason he did it was because he knew she would never forgive him if he didn't.
"Lizzie" he stated softly while gently shaking her. "Time to wake up darling"
"Jack?" she asked confused.
"Aye luv" Jack confirmed. "We've found the ship, so I thought you might be interested in helping us get your son back, eh?"
"Yes" she said, suddenly sounding very awake.
"Let's get this show on the road then, shall we?" he asked while bowing in mock salute.
"Of course" Elizabeth nodded as he opened the door for her.
"After you milady" Jack stated.
"Thank you kind sir" she rolled her eyes while going out the door.
Jack shook his head amused. It always amazed him how strong she was in situations where most people would have fallen apart a long time ago. The only times he had ever truly seen her loose it was when she saw her father dead, when she thought Will would die, and when she had to tell himself and Will about young Jack being kidnapped. He had been told that his own death had merited a similar reaction from her, which he believed considering the sources. Then again, her guilt had been obvious to see when they were reunited in the locker, so a strong reaction was to be expected… what he couldn't quite know was whether there had been more than mere guilt behind the tears and her desperation to get him back. Maybe one day he would find out.
He prepared to greet the people aboard the Lady Katrina as the Peal was coming up alongside her. The people aboard didn't look quite comfortable with the company they had attracted, and Jack had every intention of proving just how right they were to be scared once he got a hold of them.
"Hello mate" Jack greeted a man. "Who might a person want to talk to should he wish to negotiate with the Captain of this fine vessel?"
"That would be Mr. Berger Sir" the man informed him, looking rather nervous.
"And where would I find this Mr. Berger I wonder?" Jack inquired.
"Right here" a man stated as he came forward.
"Splendid!" Jack saluted in his slightly drunken way. "So, tell me Mr. Berger… where might I look for a young boy, about 11 years of age that was last seen sailing away on this ship in what we can only assume to be a less than willing manor?"
"I don't know what you're talking about" the Captain assured Jack.
Jack shook his head in a disappointed manor as he stepped up close to the Captain and flashed min a menacing smile.
"Oh, for your sake I hope that is not true, because if it is I will be left with no choice but to send you, this fine ship and the rest of your fine crew on a journey you will in no way find enjoyable"
"What?" the Captain asked confused.
"Well mate, let me put it like this… I will send you down to the depths; each and every one of you. Now, you might not think that the most terrible of fates, depending on how you look at death, but let me assure you that it is in fact the worst fate that I can possibly bestow upon you. Why you ask? Well, let's just say that the boy's father, Captain of the Flying Dutchman, might not be his usual forgiving self once faced with the people who took his son savvy?"
The Captain nodded while swallowing a lump that seemed to be stuck in his throat. Jack felt a sense of satisfaction but patiently waited until the Captain had managed to pull himself together once again.
"So, I take it Murtog never informed you who the boys parents where" Jack chuckled amused. "Well mate, where is the kid then?" he asked.
"Below" the Captain admitted.
"Keys if you please" Jack smiled sweetly while impatiently stretching out his hand to accept the object in question.
He took the key and turned around to find Elizabeth standing with the rest of the crew. She smiled, and he happily gave her a wink as he offered her the key.
"Here you go luv" he said affectionately. "Let's go get the boy eh?"
She nodded and gladly followed him below. Jack could feel that he was actually excited about meeting Elizabeth and Will's son, and that he was slightly nervous about how the kid would take his presence.
"Jack!" Elizabeth burst out as she stormed to his cell to unlock the door. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine" the boy assured her and Jack smiled at the courage the boy showed.
Elizabeth had the door unlocked in seconds and desperately hugged her son close while pulling back to bestow kisses on his cheek and the top of his head every now and again.
"I'm so sorry it took me so long" she told her son. "I'm so sorry I wasn't there to protect you!"
"Mom!" Jack sighed as he tried to get away. "Mom!
She let him go and he took a few steps back to create a slight distance between himself and his mother. Jack smiled at that and shook his head at how much he reminded of Elizabeth personality wise. When you took in the boys appearance it was pretty obvious to see that he was a Turner as well. The again, you couldn't really accuse Will of being scared or a coward… he just seemed to have rotten luck which usually got him into more trouble whenever he tried to fix a situation.
"It's okay mom" Jack assured Elizabeth. "I knew you'd come"
Elizabeth smiled and nodded in relief. Then she noticed her son curiously watching Jack and Gibbs and smiled as she led her son to meet the strangers.
"Jack, meet the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow" she grinned.
"Wow!" his namesake burst out and Jack felt an irrational sense of pride at the boy's reaction. "I've heard so much about you"
"Well, coming from your mom it can't have been impressive enough to merit that kind of reaction" Jack laughed as he put a hand on the boy's shoulders.
"Oh Jack!" Elizabeth rolled her eyes while playfully slapping his shoulder. "You know that the stories I have of our adventures couldn't possibly paint you in anything less than a glowing light"
"Well, I'll accept the fake flattery, but only because it does wonders for my otherwise very bruised ego" Jack teased.
"Is it true that you've saved my mother's life several times?" her son wanted to know.
"Aye kid" Jack confirmed as his eyes met with Elizabeth's for a split second. "Your mom has a real ability to find trouble… or is it that trouble has a way of finding her? I'm not quite sure, but I'll tell you all about it on the way back to your home, agreed?"
"Agreed" the kid smiled excitedly.
Jack smiled as they headed for the Pearl to head home. When he was sure that all were safely aboard his ship he turned to the Captain one last time before joining them on his ship.
"Oh, and I trust that you will inform Murtogg that if he ever lays a hand on Elizabeth or anyone from her family ever again Jack Sparrow will personally make sure that he is dead within the week…" Jack stated.
"Of course sir" the Captain promised him.
"Good man" Jack nodded before jumping aboard the Pearl and cutting her loose.