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Jack's POV

It was time we had left Tortuga. The crew had already spent too much time here. We had gathered all the provisions we needed and now we had to leave.

For some reason, I was anxious. I didn't know why… not that I hadn't felt this way before. I had felt it loads of times. Take the time when I was about to be hung, back in Port Royal for an example.

But right now… I didn't know why I was feeling it. I had no reason yet it was still there... The feeling sat in the pit of my stomach like a rock at the bottom of the sea. I felt as though something was coming and I had to see it. I just didn't know what it was… Very helpful…

"…ack! Ja…! Jack ye mangy drifter!" That made me snap out of my reverie.

"Ite! Who there, calls the captain that!" I snarled harshly.

Silence…

The whole deck was silent except for the Island of Tortuga. Glancing at each one of them, they stared wide-eyed back at me. Only then, I realized my sudden outburst had been out of my character.

It was Anna-Maria who had called me. I should have guessed. She was the only one who could call me something like that and get away with it but now even she was silent.

I shook my head trying to clear it. What was wrong with me? A pirate like myself should never feel unsure!

I sighed and walked towards the helm muttering an 'apologies' to Anna-Maria.

I took the wheel and started barking orders as usual but I could feel a heavy tension in the air. Something that was most uncommon on the Pearl.

What a jolly day today was turning out to be… The feeling in my stomach increased…

What I didn't know at that time was that the cause of my uneasiness pulled into the docks of Tortuga just as I was leaving it.

Will's POV

Finally I had made it. Of course I had no sure proof that Jack would be here. It was just most sensible to arrive here first. If he wasn't here, I would just ask around. Sounds easy right?

Wrong…

The first person I asked was a man who looked young and he seemed sober enough to talk to, so I took my chances. That was a bad idea. He immediately pulled a knife out on me because I was talking to him.

The crazy things people do when they're drunk. I wonder why I've never seen Jack like that.

So, learning from the first incident, I kept asking around if anyone had seen Jack…more cautiously. Most of the answers I got didn't give me much to float on. A lot of them pirates, got angry as soon as I uttered the name of the scandalous captain. Didn't know why.

Right then I heard a high pitched squeal from right behind me.

"Look! It's dear William!"

I whirled around to see none other than Scarlet and Giselle, the two most scariest women in the world… or so that I have met.

"Oh… Why hello there… ladies." I said, trying to be polite while being scared.

"Dear William! It's so nice to see you! And you don't have Jack with you!" Said Scarlet with a wide grin on her face.

"Well actually" I said "I was looking for him! Do you know where I can find him?"

Asking that, was a big mistake.

"No deary" Giselle cooed at me "But when you do find him, please give this to him won't you?"

I hadn't even had time to answer when,

*SLAP!*

"And one from me too!"

*SLAP!*

My head flung to the right from the force. I knew there was a mark where their hands had made contact with my face. This was why they were scary.

"See you later deary!"

I hoped not…

Jack's POV

What was happening to me! I seemed to be getting stranger and stranger by the minute. The pearl was already a ways out at sea, but the violent urge to turn back to the shores of Tortuga was excruciating.

My hands had gripped the wheel so tightly, that my knuckles were turning white.

"Jack…"

I turned around to see Gibbs giving me a concerned look.

"Sumthin troubln' you, cap'n?"

"No!" I said rather abruptly.

"I mean… no… all's fine…" I repeated slowly. But it sounded more as if I was trying to convince myself.

"Alright…" Said Gibbs. He didn't sound like he believed me.

I sighed lightly, not know what to do with my predicament.

Will's POV

I was nearly giving up for the day. I really did find it strange that almost everybody knew who Jack was, yet they weren't able to tell me where he was or anything about him.

It was nearly evening and the air had started to cool down as the currents from the sea started blowing in. If I didn't find a single lead then how would I find him?

My heart ached at the thought of not being with Jack sooner than I had hoped. I thought back to the time Jack had last been in Port Royal. Even when being just minutes away from being hanged, he still had the pride to correct his name like always. The memory brought a smile to my lips. Jack had always been the confident one, even when he absolutely knew nothing of what he was doing. He was always improvising. No plan or anything, just hope that you don't die in the end.

I also knew that I needed to have hope if I was going to find him. With a renewed confidence I decided to look elsewhere.

But it seemed as though fate had other plans for me.

Just as I was about to leave the place, a gold hilted cinquedea was shoved in front of my throat.

I froze as the cold metal of the blade touched my skin. Was this how it was going to end for me? Was I to die now? I hadn't even found Jack yet! How could I die now?

"Don't look so frightened lad." A gruff voice spoke right before I was shoved against a wall that nearly knocked the breath out of my lungs. Yeah, I totally wasn't frightened.

I looked up at the man doing my best not to aggravate him.

From looks, he looked like he was in his late 30's. He had jet black hair that was pulled back into slick pony tail.

I started to open my mouth to talk but was immediately silenced by a rough and calloused hand that was shoved atop my mouth. The man sneered at me with a gold incisor glinting in the sun light and stared right into my eyes as if he were looking for something. I stood their frozen to the spot while the older man's squinted eyes scoured my body. I could still feel the dagger at my throat just resting their but I dared not move for I was in no place to. Discomfort started to settle under the gaze of the other. I could smell the rum on his breath along with other drinks he might have had. It smelled unpleasant. Jack had never smelled like this. And rum seemed to be half the pirate's life as well! Whenever I felt Jack's breath caress my face when we were talked, it also smelled like rum but it also had a rather sweeter and more comforting scent to it.

After the man had spent nearly a whole five minutes just staring at me, a wide grin cracked on his chapped mouth. I didn't know whether I should have felt happy or scared.

"Well, well, well… what do we have here… Mr. William turner I take ye?" To say I was shocked when I heard my name was an underestimate. How did this man know me?

I was just about to voice my question when he beat me to it.

"Don't ye worry ye head… I'aint no one suspicious… as for how I know you…"

Uhuh, and he was telling me that he wasn't suspicious while holding me at knife point.

He looked at me for a good ten seconds before removing the cinquedea from my neck and saying,

"Let's just say a certain sparrow had nothing to talk'bout buh'you…"

My eyes widened at the mention of sparrow.

"Jack?" I whispered.

If the grin on the other man's face wasn't large enough, it just got larger.

He sighed and plopped back onto the stool he had risen from.

"Smart child, arn't ye…" He mumbled while raising a bottle of rum to his lips and drank heartily.

Now was my chance to speak… If he would let me. But I had to ask. He seemed to know Jack well enough if he had been taking to him.

"Um… Do you know where I could perhaps find him?"

To this question he closed his eyes and hummed as if in thought.

"Well son… If ye had come wee a bit earlier, ye would have caught him sailing off on his Pearl."

I stood there dumbstruck. I couldn't believe it… I had just missed him. Sighing internally and feeling a depressing feeling starting to settle in, I went to ask him if he knew where he was headed to when he interrupted me again. I guess this is what rum does to you.

"You know he loved to brag about it and how he had gotten the Pearl back… and somehow, our small chat would turn to you me lad and Jack would go on and on bout ye! Talked about ye so much, I could recognize you without hav'n met ye!" and then he burst into fits and wheezes of laughter.

Jack talked about me…? A small warm feeling fluttered within my chest. The depressive feeling was almost immediately cleared up… almost. I was still upset that I had just missed him.

I felt special that Jack thought I was worth talking about. I used to hear him say before, on the Pearl, that he never spoke of things that didn't speaking of. It felt … nice. My train of thought was disrupted when the man decided he wanted to speak again.

"Of course, knowing your father, Bill, also helped a bit…" The man said almost as an afterthought.

My eyes widened at the statement. Who was this man?

"You… you knew my father…?" I whispered in disbelief.

"Well 'nuff to put a face and character to him. A good lad he was. You look like him but not quite the same."

I stared at the ground thinking. There were many people who knew my father but none of them were me. I didn't even know what he looked like. The sadness inside me started growing again.

"Well… be off with you" The man suddenly said. "Go find that wayward pirate of yours and put him straight. M'sure he hasn't gone too off. I believe it was west." Then took another gulp of his rum.

"Thanks…" I said quietly, still in thought. Suddenly, a thought hit me.

"Um…" He looked at me with 'What now?' look.

"Do you know where I can get a boat? My other one is a bit small."

"A ship, ye say?" he asked curiously.

"No! Not a Ship. A ship is too big for me to handle by myself."

"A boat is hardly enough if you're gonna be look'n for Jack, Ye realize that? That bastard's always putting the Pearl through all sorts of chaos and mayhem."

A dismayed look must have crossed my face for he then said.

"Tell ye what lad. I'll get ye'a ship. Maybe a one'o those smaller ones… "

But I still wouldn't be able to man a ship by myself, even a small one at that. I was about to voice my opinion when he said-

"And if ye want, I s'pose could tag'long with ye lad? Two'd be 'nuff to sail'er. How bout it kid? I could use the sea under my feet for a bit more."

I was slightly apprehensive at this suggestion. I barely knew this man and I wasn't sure if it was wise to allow him aboard.

"I…"

"I don't blame you for thinking long son… there are many things this decision depends as well."

"Like what?"

"On many things! Whether you can trust me or not, Whether I'm any good at work'n a ship or would I be slow'n you down with provisions or the like…"

I could tell just from his statement that he knew what I was thinking and that it wasn't insulting him to be cautious of him.

"There are other reasons too…" he added. He seemed to have a lot of afterthoughts.

"What are those?" I asked, curious to know.

"How far are you willing to go for this man and how desperate you are to find him?"

I knew my answer right then.

"You're welcome aboard then… uh…" I realized I didn't even know his name.

He let out hearty laugh at my dilemma.

"Aelth… Aelth Burrouska"

Umm something I forgot to mention.

I'm thinking of making this a multi-chapter fic because this story just seems to have a mind of its own.

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