Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, movies, or anything else relating to Pirates of the Caribbean.

Author's Note: I had a lot of fun watching the newest movie, Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest, and I thought I would dote on that by writing an awesome continuation, like a 3rd movie. If you know me for my other writing on National Treasure you'll find I'm very detailed in my writing and I take things seriously, especially characters which are the main part of any story. Although, I haven't continued my National Treasure story lately I fully plan to finish this story to its full potential and I hope you come along for the ride. Welcome aboard, Matey!

Chapter 1: Unsettled Decisions

There he was, the man that was suppose to be dead was now standing in front of them, looking as new and undead as he was before cursed. The looks upon Will and Elizabeth were of the most terrified being that this was the man that would help them bring back Jack Sparrow, the man that shot and killed him.

"So what of the Black Pearl?" Barbossa laughed loudly edging closer to the group, finishing up his green apple as he furiously bit a large chunk out with his rotten teeth.

Elizabeth was the first to step forward, willingly, to tell of the ship's demise, "Captain Jack Sparrow has regrettably gone down with his ship."

Barbossa came towards her, looking her straight in the eye like he was able to read her face and see what she had done, "Has he now?" he asked in a whisper, narrowing his eyes a little more as she stared back.

Tia Dalma smirked at the scene, pushing Elizabeth aside and taking her place in front of him, "They want your help in bringing both the Captain and his ship back."

"What's in it for me? Why should I help a man that killed me?" Barbossa shot back, looking at the crew of sailors along with Will and Elizabeth.

"The Black Pearl." Will said, hoping to negotiate the situation in order to gain Barbossa's help.

"Agreed" Barbossa said greedily barring his teeth in an evil smirk.

That night the bayou and everything around it was as quiet and still as the wind that had stopped blowing. It was as though everything was dead, or at least to Elizabeth who sat on the steps of Tia Dalma's hut and looked out at the sea, hidden behind a few trees of the island. A few times she believed she saw the Black Pearl coming towards the island but found it only to be a trick of the mind.

I feel as though I've done something very wrong…is protecting myself and the man that I love wrong? Or is it that I feel as though I've lost something that I threw away? Elizabeth's mind was racing with different emotions that she hadn't realized she had. Before she was able to notice that she was no longer alone, Tia Dalma joined her.

"In such trying times you'd believe to find those that are in love together. Is there any reason to believe that you are wavering in your feelings for a one, William Turner, with another, Jack Sparrow?" Tia asked curiously.

"Captain Jack Sparrow, and I still love Will and are to be married to him shortly." Elizabeth replied, seemingly offended by Tia's remarks.

"Then why aren't you with William, child? She shot back at Elizabeth, "You have a lot of pride, child, and if you are gonna keep it don't let it interfere with your heart."

Is that what I'm doing? Letting my pride to be with a man of clear devotion and love get in the way of my wild temptations to be with a man who acts clearly on wit and impulses. Do I really feel that way about Jack? Elizabeth's fingertips quickly reached her lips as she recalled Jack's kiss only moments before his ship and him disappeared beneath the ocean.

"That's the rub girl. You've got a choice to make, maybe not now, but clearly in the near future." Tia replied, placing a small trinket in Elizabeth's palm, "Remember, there are two courses in life, the good and bad. Whichever path you choose depends on those you are with. It's the same in Chinese history with the tellings of ying and yang. One side balances out the other." After these few small words of wisdom Tia got up quickly and left, hoping she had instilled a bit of knowledge to rest Elizabeth's mind.

Once Tia was completely gone from her sight she took a glance at the trinket, it was a small blue sapphire necklace with gold encrusted around the edges, something she hadn't seen since the times at home in Port Royale as gifts her father would give her periodically.

At another part of the hut, William was contemplating exactly what he witnessed as he and the crew had abandoned ship, his glance of Elizabeth and Jack passionately kissing. She's not involved with him, that's all I have to keep telling myself…but than, why was she so delighted to join in on bringing Jack back? Why than help the man that sent me to my death aboard Davy Jone's ship? Why? William thought, sitting on a cot with his head in his hands. I wonder if she even still loves me…

That night every member staying at Tia's hut was quiet, unable to cope with the fact that Jack might be dead, unable to rescue, or beyond their help. A few other issues played in their minds as well, depending on who they were and what their business was with him. It would not be so easy the next day.

The next morning, Barbossa was the first awake talking to Tia as she was fiddling with some shrunken heads and other voodoo propaganda. The rest of the crew, including Elizabeth and William, join in shortly after.

"Now, since what we're going after is the Black Pearl we're going to need a ship for transport." Barbossa announced, "Anyone here know where we can obtain one?"

"There be one on the other side of the island, abandoned by some….travelers." Tia replied, picking up a shrunken head, looking at it, and looking back at the group smirking.

"What is our heading? Where do we start?" Mr. Gibb's spoke up for the first time since they arrived there.

"We're sailing to the triangle." The Captain replied grinning.

Mr. Gibb's eyes lit up and he dared not to speak another word. The crew took this as a sign to do the same, but apparently neither Will, nor Elizabeth understood.

"Triangle?" They both said at once, questionably.

"The place where neither man, nor ship, can survive unless the great waters allow your pass." Tia stated, sending shivers up and down the spines of the crewmen.

"It's the place you'll be able to meet the Kraken face to face without actually diving below the sea." Barbossa added.

"How do we know that's where Jack is?" Gibb's asked, holding his ground.

"Tia told me it's likely Jack was taken down to the depths of the ocean, however, the Kraken would not let his prey go so easily. Being that its Jack we're talking about I know he's alive and if we're going to start looking anywhere it's in the belly of the blasted beast. This will also be the easiest way to get my ship back, if it's still intact." Barbossa explained.

The whole crew will be at risk this way….and it's my fault. "Are you sure there is no other way?" Elizabeth asked, hoping for another solution.

"Unless you're willing to feed yourself to the monster Ms. Turner, this is the way we'll be doing it." The Captain answered back, turning away from Elizabeth.

It had suddenly occurred to her that Barbossa knew more than what he had before in his previous life, that he had been enlightened with all the information to bring him up to speed. What gave her this notion was the way he had said 'Ms. Turner' and turned away.

"To the bloody ship!" Barbossa announced as everyone started out of the bayou to go through the treacherous jungle to the ship. A few crewman were carrying barrels, of which, Elizabeth figured to be food and other goods. As they got further away from the hut William came up behind Elizabeth as he had made sure the crew was far ahead.

"I thought you'd come to me last night." William said, trying to keep the anger out of his tone while also trying to avoid tree branches appearing all around them because there was no path.

Unable to think of a decent reason she answered with the first thing that came to mind, "I was tired."

"Being up late talking with Tia Dalma can be quite tiring I guess." William replied, this time unable to keep the anger out of his tone.

"I was thinking, talking to her about everything that happened." Elizabeth responded, unsure if the truth of Jack's demise was to be shared.

"I was worried about you, Elizabeth; you can come to me with your problems and your worries. Aren't we to be married soon?"

Her eyes began to glisten as tears started to appear, but she held them back, "I sent Jack to his grave, Will, how do you think I feel?"

This response made Will confused, "I thought you said he wanted to stay behind with his ship."

"I…kissed him, forcing him against the mainmast when he least expected it and chaining him to the mast itself I told him I wasn't sorry and that I had done it because the Kraken wasn't after us, it was after him. I told him one day our curiosity would get the better of us, and that we would change our ways, if only for a short period. I sent him to his death, Will, could I feel any better about that?"

He quickly gave her a hug and whispered in her ear. "And your feelings for me? Have they changed?"

"I still love you Will, forever and always…." But, does that mean I'll stay with you…I cannot say…yet.

The hug deepened into a kiss and before they knew it they had stopped to finish the kiss before continuing on with the crew.

In Elizabeth's mind something was missing from the kiss, she felt as though a connection was no longer present. She felt like she was kissing the wrong man, kissing Norrington. Was Jack really who she was in love with? Or was it a trick of the mind and that she was really in love with the man who she was to marry before all this had occurred? Her mind continued to race as the rest of the jungle walk was quiet.

Will expected her silence was involved with the facts she had just shared with him, while in reality, she was deciding his fate in her heart.

Once they had reached the ship they realized it would be a few hours before they could depart. A few repairs were to be made to the mast and the sails, while loading of supplies and goods were also to be taken care of. While the men did what they could in order to secure the ship for sailing, Elizabeth went below decks with Mr. Gibb's to check the seaworthy state of the hull.

"If you don't mind me asking Elizabeth, what was the lip-locking I happened to notice while we were abandoning the Pearl?" he asked her, questionably.

"You noticed that?" she asked, alarmed. "Do the other men know?"

"I did notice, but no, the crewmen don't know. What exactly happened?"

"I suppose you should know." Elizabeth replied, telling him what she had allegedly done to Jack.

"Take no shame Elizabeth." Gibb's replied, "You did what you had to do with the best intentions. No doubt the beast would have devoured us if Jack came with us. You made a wise decision, however, how do you suppose Jack will react when you meet him again?"

"I don't know, Mr. Gibb's, I can only hope he won't cut my throat out."

"How do you suppose William will react?" Gibb's added, "Same goes for that I suppose?"

Elizabeth ended her discussion on the matter at that moment, leaving Gibb's last question unanswered. How would Will react when he learn that Elizabeth does not know how she really feels anymore. In some ways she began regretting to go and save him knowing that the circumstances to her actions would have to be revealed and taken care of.

Once everything was in order to set sail everyone began pitching in to get the ship off the shore, taking a lot of strength from the crew. The words on the side of the ship 'monte espania' gave the impression it was a Spanish ship. Some empty chests below also gave the idea that it was full of galleons and that Tia and her tribe members had claimed the gold first.

Once out at sea, the talk of the crew was that they would port at Tortuga and leave at morning the following day for the triangle.

"Where exactly are we looking in the triangle, sir?" Gibb's asked Barbossa as he approached the helm.

"The center, where the ravenous waters claim their victims." He replied, looking out at the sea with a smirk, "Not to change the subject or anything, but are you sure Jack will give up the Black Pearl so easily, even though he's to be rescued in exchange for it?"

"No, but I do know you'll have a whole crew forcing him to give it up." Gibb's replied, nodding in order to show his seriousness.

Elizabeth, at this point, had made a clear point to stay away from William on their way to Tortuga. She still hadn't been able to decide any conclusion to her feelings and if her thoughts were correct in believing the compass when it pointed to Jack as being what she wanted most. It would have to be later that her decision be made and it hurt her that within that time she would have to hurt Will.

Many people aboard the ship saw this space between the two of them and whenever they asked Will would receive the answer she was ill and asked for no company. Although, they didn't dare as Elizabeth who always looked disgruntled or frustrated.

The ship's voyage lasted half the day and by nightfall they arrived at Tortuga to re-supply and gather any information on the location of Davy Jones, who was still on the move in the ocean. Some of the pirates in the tavern gave the heading that they Flying Dutchman was headed for Port Royale, astonishing both William and Elizabeth, for they had no idea it was Norrington who had stolen Davy Jone's heart.

"Does Davy Jone's believe Jack is dead?" Elizabeth asked Barbossa, who seemingly she believed might have a decent answer.

"Someone stolen his heart, I'm sure he suspects Jack. Where else to look but Port Royale where you and Mr. Turner originate. Although, if it was Jack who had it Jack wouldn't be in the situation he's in now. So, this leaves us a question of who has Davy Jone's heart." he replied, cocking his head sideways in a curious manner.

Elizabeth quickly looked at William who was looking back at Elizabeth. They both had remembered who else had been on the island when they located the chest, Norrington.

"You can't be serious…Norrington is still alive with the heart of Davy Jones?" Elizabeth asked aloud freely, "Could it get any better than this?"

"Must mean he's at Port Royale than, aye?" Gibb's asked, "I mean if Davy Jone's is headed there?"

"That's a good assumption. There is nothing we can do at this moment though; we'll have to wait until after we obtain Jack." Barbossa replied nodding.