Authoress Note: Welcome to Chapter 6 of No Shelter. I want to thank those who have left reviews for this chapter. I have to say it truly does mean a lot to me that you guys are enjoying this. I hope that this update will make up for the lost time that I haven't written in some time. I hope that you guys enjoy this chapter. Without further ado Chapter 6. ENJOY!

Chapter 6

Fireflies danced in the Cypress forest beneath a large sprawling wooden shack in the branches of a tall tree. At the base of the tree was a rope and branch ladder.

Jack turned to everyone, gripping his wife's hand with one hand. "No worries, mates. I'll handle this. Tia Dalma and I go way back. Thick as thieves. Nigh inseparable, we were...have been ... before."

"I'll watch your back." Gibbs told his captain with a nod of his head.

"It's me front I'm worried about." Jack admitted as he began to climb his way up the ladder.

Gibbs followed behind Jack. "Mind the boat." He told Will as Bonnie followed behind Gibbs and Morgan was behind him.

Bonnie looked at her husband as she made it beside him after climbing the ladder. "Are you certain about this?"

"Mum, I don't think he's fully certain of anything." Morgan said, shaking her head lightly. "How do we even know that she's going to help us?"

"Only one way to find out." Jack said before pushing his way inside followed by his wife and daughter and Pintel and Ragetti.

Pintel carried an object that was covered by a cloth.

Tia Dalma sat in the shadows behind the table in the room. Crab claws were scattered across the table top. She raised her head to see Jack. She got up to her feet with ease. "Jack Sparrow. I always knew the wind was going to blow you back to me one day." She looked past Jack at Will. A wide, lascivious smile spread across her face stalking towards them.

Bonnie elbowed her husband, moving him out of the way of Tia Dalma.

Tia Dalma reached her hand towards Will's face staring into his eyes. "You have a touch of destiny in you, William Turner."

Will blinked in confusion. "You know me?"

"You want to know me."

"There will be no knowing here. We came here for help." He said before patting his wife's arm and rushed Tia Dalma back towards the table. "I thought I knew you."

"Not so well as I had hoped." She said as she settled at the table pulling Will into a sitting position very close to her. "Asking for help does not sound like Jack Sparrow."

Bonnie moved slowly towards her husband.

"It's not so much for me, as for William, so he can earn a favor from me."

"Now that sounds like Jack Sparrow." She said, turning her attention to Will. "What service may I do you? You know I demand payment."

"I brought payment!" Jack said, lifting the object from Pintel's hands, unveiling it as a cage that held Jack the monkey in it. Jack shot it and the monkey took it only to glare at Jack. "See?" He glanced up. "Perhaps you can give it the crocodile treatment?"

Tia Dalma opened the cage allowing the monkey to run free.

"You don't know how long it took us to catch that." Gibbs said, letting out a breath.

"The payment is fair." Tia said looking back into Will's eyes.

Jack snapped the drawing to Will in which he took it to show Tia.

"We're looking for this .. and what it goes to."

"That compass you bartered from me can't lead you to this?"

"No."

Tia let out a laugh. "Jack Sparrow does not know what he wants? Or do you know, but are loath to claim it as your own?"

Jack avoids the look on Tia's face and Will's puzzled look.

She turned her attention back to Will.

Bonnie looked over at her husband knowing that he was causing more trouble than what it was worth.

"Your key goes to a chest ... and it is what lays inside the chest you seek, isn't it?"

"What is inside?" Gibbs questioned curiously.

"Gold? Jewels? Unclaimed properties of a valuable nature?" Pintel asked even more hopefully.

Ragetti turned away from the jar of eyeballs. "Nothing bad, I hope."

"You know of Davy Jones, yes? A man of the sea, a great sailor ... until he ran afoul of that which vexes all men."

"What vexes all men?" Will asked curiously.

Tia smiled at him. "What, indeed?"

"The sea." Gibbs said thoughtfully.

"Sums." Pintel stated.

"The dichotomy of good and evil." Ragetti said thinking.

"A woman." The three Sparrows spoke up knowing that it was something in the tale that they knew well. After all it was a story that they told their daughter Morgan.

"A woman. He fell in love."

"I heard it was the sea he fell in love with." Gibbs pointed out looking rather confused.

"Same story, different versions, and all are true. It was a woman, as changing and harsh and un-tamable as the sea. He never stopped loving her, but the pain it caused him was too much to live with ... but not enough to cause him die."

The men nodded their heads in agreement with what Tia was saying.

"Exactly what did he put into the chest?" Will questioned curiously hoping that it wasn't something serious.

"Him heart."

"Literally or figuratively?" Ragetti questioned, hoping that it wasn't literally.

"Of course, figuratively. He couldn't literally put his heart in a chest." Pintel looked over to Tia. "Could he?"

"It was not worth feeling what small, fleeting joy life brings, he decided, to endure the inevitable, cruel torments ... and so he carved out his heart, locked it away in a chest, and hid the chest from the world. The key he keeps with him at all times."

"That was a roundabout way to get to the answer." Jack said, putting his hands behind his back.

"Sauce for the gander, Jack."

Will looked at Jack knowing that he had once again fallen for the pirates tricks. "You knew this."

"No, I didn't. I didn't know where the key was…" Jack stood up happy to know where the key was and something that they would be able to figure out soon. "But now we do, so all that is left is to slip aboard the Flying Dutchman, take the key, and then you can go back to Port Royal and save your bonnie lass."

Will scowled at Jack.

"Let me see your hand."

Jack stopped and looked at the others before looking back at Tia.

The woman nodded her head. She unwrapped his hand revealing the black spot.

"My eyesight is as good as ever, just so you know."

Gibbs leaned in seeing the spot and started brushing away the evil before spinning three times.

Pintel and Ragetti do the same thing.

Tia looked at the Black Spot with respect. She crossed to a stairway and climbed up it, opening a carved door at the top. Tia closed the door. "Dacve Jones cannot make port, cannot step on land, but once every ten years …" She said as she came down the steps carrying a large round glass jar. She scooped some dirt into it before handing it to Jack. "Land is where you are safe, Jack Sparrow, and so you will carry land with you."

"Dirt. This is a jar of dirt." Jack said looking at Tia like she had lost her mind.

"Yes."

"Is the jar of dirt going to help?"

"If you don't want it, give it back."

Bonnie let out a breath. "Jack just give the lady an answer."

"No!"

"Then it helps. "

Will turned to face Tia. "It seems we have a need to find the Flying Dutchman." He smiled at him.

Tia smiled back at him knowingly. She scooped up the crab claws and threw them again on the table. "Touch of destiny …"

Morgan looked at the crab claws in wonder. Perhaps they would be able to find Davy Jones in no time.

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This is the end of Chapter 6. I hope that you enjoyed this chapter. I promise that I will be leading up more into this story. I know you're probably wondering how Morgan is going to react to seeing James again. And honestly I'm a bit excited to write it, but I have a bit of ways to go before I can write that out. Please leave a review and let me know what you think of this chapter. I promise that I'll update soon with the next chapter.