Next chapter ready! I already have about 3 more chapters planned in detail -

it's just a matter of writing it all down. But today school is officially over (woohoo!), so I will be working a lot more on the story.

Hope you enjoy! :)

"Oi! Mr. Sparrow!" Billy yelled sprinting out of the woods and down the hill. "Ms. Angelica!"

"What now?" Jack barked angrily pulling away from Angelica. Why does this boy have such bad timing? Angelica just sighed and started towards Billy.

"Mr. Sparrow," Billy began panting and coming to an abrupt stop in front of Jack and Angelica.

"You know, son," Jack interrupted him with a wave of hand. "If you ever find a man with a damsel in…um, intimate environment," Angelica coughed, but he continued. "Do not ever interrupt, especially if said man is drunk. That is a life lesson you should never forget if you to become a pirate."

"Unless of course you've got something very important to tell us," Angelica smiled at Billy who looked terrified seeing Jack in such unstable condition.

"There is not much of importance in anything for a man who'd almost had what he wished for many times and then was interrupted when he almost reached the climax of his…" Jack stopped realizing that there was, in fact, a seven-year-old boy in front of him. "…actions. Savvy?"

"Actually," Billy muttered. "I…I came because there's a ship coming. You can in fact see it from here now," he pointed out to the sea. "I always watch the sea from the highest hill on the island, in case…well, in case father should return, and I saw the ship…it's Captain Morris's ship, and I…"

"Wow! Slow down, lad," Jack exclaimed. "There's a ship coming? Now?"

"Yes, sir."

"A ship under the command of Captain Morris?"

"Aye."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Jack exploded.

"I…" Sparrow signaled him to move and marched towards the house wobbling from the amount of rum he'd drunk. Angelica's eyes followed him up hill as she was silently cursing the day she'd first met the man.

"Don't worry, it's just the rum," she murmured to Billy and proceeded after Jack.

"Captain Morris, yes," Elizabeth told Jack as his fingers were drumming on the table for he was thinking. He was in a much brighter mood now having taken a long walk from the beach back to the house and having realized that he was going out into the sea again. "He comes here often, usually to resupply water and food. Never stays longer than a few days though."

"What's he like?" Angelica asked. She felt a little guilty for being rude towards Elizabeth the entire time when she had not done anything to anger Angelica. Now, that Angelica knew Jack had nothing to do with her or the boy, she wanted to show some gratitude for the favor Elizabeth had done her by providing shelter and food.

Before Elizabeth could reply Jack glared at Angelica. She assumed he was angry with her, for what she didn't know. "Haven't you heard? Captain Morris – one of the cruelest and most bloody-thirsty pirates the Caribbean has ever known. Almost as evil as Blackbeard was. But very unlucky, I must say. I heard his ship was sunk when he was fighting some Spanish. He lost his arm and ever since had been looking for some manner of fortune to bring him back his fame and a proper ship."

"Have you ever met him?" Elizabeth asked.

"No. Thank goodness for that, or that'd be another pirate ready to pay any price for my head. And that'd be really inconvenient."

"What are we going to do then?" Angelica turned to Jack who was avoiding her gaze now.

"I am going to make a deal with Morris to help us find Barbossa."

"If he is indeed as you described him, I doubt he'd change his course and put himself and his crew in danger of being hanged on Barbossa's ship just to please you." Angelica said sarcastically.

"It's just the matter of proper leverage, love," Jack muttered.

"And that be what?"

"I'm still working on this one. But I am getting my ship back no matter what. As for you, as soon as I get Barbossa you might do anything you please with any of the ships he possesses," he paused. "And then go where you wish."

Half an hour later, Jack and Elizabeth were still discussing Captain Morris, and ways Jack could persuade him to alter his course a little. Angelica was sitting on the side now, as Jack clearly did not wish to talk to her. Angelica did not expect it to be as painful to hear Jack talk of her departure, but it was. She had really believed something changed between them on that beach. But after his blowout in front of Billy he seemed to have started not even hating, but despising her. Whatever his reasons were she couldn't find out, at least not with Elizabeth around. She hoped that sea would clear his head a little; the only problem was getting to that sea.

"He wants nothing but a new ship and some fame," Elizabeth instructed Jack. "He doesn't strike bargains or discusses any of his decisions with the first mate. He is not very fond of me, but respects me enough to pay for the food I give to him. He should take you aboard if I ask him a favor, but it will be your job to persuade him to sail wherever it is you want."

"Don't you worry, love," Jack grinned. "I have cracked nuts harder than him."

A few hours later two rowboats arrived. Jack was watching them from the hill Billy had told him about. There were about 15 crewmen and Morris himself. The majority must have stayed on the ship. The ship itself was not much. Even from that distance Jack could tell that it was pretty old and the boards needed new paint. The mast must have been repaired many times for it was crooked. However, the cannons were placed on both sides and the front of the ship. That should hold Barbossa off long enough until…Until what? Jack chose not to think about it. He preferred to improvise as he went. After watching Morris disappear in the woods, Jack returned to Elizabeth's house only to find a table set outside with meat and rum waiting for the arrival of the guests.

"He's been here often enough for you to know his favorite meal?" Jack chuckled. Elizabeth just smiled. "Better be prepared for anything when dealing with pirates. Besides, you'd want him in a good mood, would you?"

Captain Morris turned out to be a tall chubby man with a long beard resting on his chest and going all the way down to his waist. He had gray hair and appeared to be anything but cruel. But in his eyes Angelica could see hatred, determination, and distrust. She wouldn't want to cross blades with a man with such eyes. Although he appeared to be powerful among his crew, Elizabeth was able to persuade him to do almost anything. It was clear why he visited so often - he lacked the company of a woman. Angelica wondered what he would say was he to know who Elizabeth's husband really was. In an hour Morris was seated at the head of the table and filled with a great amount of food and even greater amount of rum. He didn't seem to notice that Jack and Angelica were present until Elizabeth pointed them out.

"Captain Morris," she smiled pleasantly at him. "I'd like you to meet my friend, a fellow pirate, Jack Sparrow."

"Actually, it's Captain…" Jack started, but Elizabeth gave him such a stare he shut up immediately.

"Jack Sparrow?" Morris stared at him. "I've heard of you. You are the one who claimed to find Aztec gold of Cortes himself. I remember you from Tortuga. You were a young lad, then." He reached out for another drink. "You didn't seem to find any, did ye?" he chuckled and his crew joined in.

"I did, actually." Jack grabbed a bottle, too. "Found a map, gathered a crew, set sail. And then one bloody bastard started a mutiny and left me on the island to die. Well, I retrieved my ship…with some help," he pointed at Elizabeth.

"And the bastard?" Morris asked curiously. "Ye killed him, didn't ye? If any man dared rob me, he wouldn't see land again."

"I did with great pleasure," Jack scowled. "But Barbossa came back and, well…" Jack stopped not willing to discuss his failure to keep the ship to himself longer than a few months.

"He came back? From the dead?" Morris laughed again. "You're quite amusing, Sparrow, but I don't believe you."

Jack grinned widely. "What do you know of Davy Jones?"

The next couple hours were spent telling stories and drinking. Drinking for the most part. Angelica was not willing to do either, so she sat on the porch and watched Jack. She didn't understand if he was just drunk or if there was some kind of idea in his mind as of how to win Morris's trust. Jack just finished telling the story of how he "technically" killed Davy Jones saving some distressed damsel (he pointed at Elizabeth) and a blacksmith along the way. He also claimed to rid the world of the Lord Cutler Becket, the head of the East India Trading Company that had been controlling seas for years now. Angelica found that part quite interesting as she learned a lot about how he spent all those years after leaving her. Then, Jack went on to tell about the Fountain of Youth (for some reason describing the greatness and power of her father and his ship in great detail). At that moment, Angelica left the table and moved to the porch where she waited. And finally she got what she wanted when Jack asked Morris.

"Captain, is there, by any chance, a place for a sailor like me in your crew? I've been stuck here on the island, thanks to bloody Barbossa, for quite a while now. And although the company is infinitely better than previous times, I'd much rather spend my time at sea, if you'd have me."

"You know, Sparrow," Morris declared. "I can see you are a completely dishonest, back-stabbing bastard…" Jack opened his mouth to protest, but Morris continued. "But I like you anyway! Goddamn it, I want you in my crew right now! You'd make an excellent first mate!" Angelica smiled. That was even better than she expected. Jack was going to be the first mate and whatever Elizabeth said, Morris would rather listen to him than a simple crewman. Suddenly she realized something was wrong. Jack only asked for himself, not for her. Bloody bastard. You are not leaving me again.

She got to her feet. "Captain Morris! I don't believe we've been properly introduced!" Everyone turned to stare at her including Jack who, she could tell, was furious.

"I'm Angelica, the daughter of Blackbeard." Morris frowned, but then smiled seeing a beautiful lady sitting down next to him.

"Oh, so you are that charming damsel Jack was talking about. My pleasure."

"Actually, she is not…" Jack started.

"Do not interrupt when I'm talking to a lady, Sparrow!" Morris put a bottle down with a loud thump. "And next time do not forget to introduce me to your friends, especially if they are ladies," he smiled sweetly at Angelica. "That is not polite." Jack muttered something under his breath but did not try to speak up. Angelica was pleased with herself. If he thought to get rid of her so easily, he now knew he'd have to try harder.

"Alright!" Morris clapped his hands together and got up. "Load the supplies into the boats! We're leaving the first thing in the morning!" He turned to Angelica. "And you, my dear, must come with us."

"Oh, it would my pleasure," Angelica replied in a soft voice.

"Go on, Sparrow! Join the others! You're in the crew now, so you've gotta move!" Jack scowled at Angelica and followed other crewmen.

"Miss Teach," Morris turned to Angelica offering his hand.