To Love Another

To Love Another

Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean or any of the original characters or storyline, Disney owns all. The only things I own are the things that are not mentioned in the Movies, so please do not sue!

Summery: Pirates of the Caribbean 3, written my way for all you JE shippers. Just incase the third film doesn’t go our way, at least in my World it does. Hopefully a bit of something for everyone in here so R&R!

Authors Note: Hey Guys, Chapter Two up as promised! Thanks to the guys who have Reviewed, and I hope you all like this next Chapter… R&R!

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Chapter Two: The Sea of Soul’s

Will threw himself out of his bunk as the call came for a third time from the crows nest far above. He dragged his hands through his sleep tangled hair, pushing it out of his eyes and off his forehead that was sticky with sweat before dragging the sleeve of his shirt across his face in an attempt to clear the sticky feeling from his skin. He stumble to his feet and pushed his way through the closely packed bunks of the rest of the crew As he made his way tiredly up to the deck, memories of the dream lingering in his trouble mind.

Putting his hand on the worn wooden knob of the door, he pushed it open raising his hand to shield his eyes as the searing midday sun stabbed into his weary eyes with cruel intensity. As his eyes gradually adjusted to the change of light, he looked about him, memories of the dream flashed through his mind as at first glance the ship seemed to be completely deserted.

He searched about him franticly, panic starting to build in his gut, breathing a relived sigh as he caught sight of them standing in a group at the prow of the ship, all of them staring straight ahead with fascinated intensity. Curiosity graced his features as he made his way over to see what had got them all so engrossed.

He came up to stand beside Elizabeth, he glanced across to see her staring out across the ocean the compass held up in front of her lay forgotten in her hand. Turning to see what she was staring at, he froze as the horror of his dream once more came crashing down around him.

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Elizabeth was sitting on the deck, the ships rail pressing into her back, watching the crew go about the business of the day to day running of a ship when the call from the crows nest came. “BEWARE AHEAD.” For a split second everyone on deck froze before rushing, as one body to the prow of the ship as the call was given for a second time, Elizabeth scramble across the deck of the ship pushing her way through the press of body’s to see what was going on, then stood staring at the sight that meet her eyes.

Elizabeth felt a slight touch on her arm as someone called her name; she looked around to see Gibb’s standing beside her, as she turned to look at him he glanced over at her, “Aye think we be needing tha compass again miss, if’n you don’t mind?” Was all he said, his eyes going back to the strange fog that was gathering on the horizon. “I really don’t wana sail the ship in there if’n we don’t have ta, tis unnatural!”

Elizabeth glanced back at the strange fog as it gathered on the horizon, it seemed to be just sitting there, waiting like some giant animal for them to draw closer so it could swoop down and swallow them whole.

As she drew the compass from her pocket, she was aware of the whole crew turning to watch her, fear etch sharply on all their faces, she snapped the lid of the little box open and stared at the tiny red needle as is came to rest pointing straight into the heart of the fog bank. As one they all turned back to star in apprehension at their destination, “Well, that settles it, looks like we be goin in weather we wish it or no… and may God have mercy on us all!” Gibb’s intoned, they stood staring out at their fog shrouded destination as the ship plowed a steady path through the waves heading straight for worlds end and the sea of souls.

“Well don’t just stand there... move you scabby dogs! The ship wont sail it’s self, an we have a Captain to save” Gibb’s yelled, pulling them all out of their trance like contemplation of the fog bank they were sailing straight into. Everyone Jumped at the unexpected noise, then shuffled off back to their duty’s casting sheepish glances at Elizabeth as they past by her.

Elizabeth watched them go returning, their smiles with a small one of her own, for a bunch of no good dirty Pirates, they aren’t a bad lot really! She thought to herself as she turned back round to stare once more at the looming wall ahead of them.

She court sight of Will standing besides her as she turned, and realized that he had not taken his eyes off the fog or so much as twitched even when Gibb’s had yelled loud enough to startle everyone else. “Will… Will, are you ok?” When he gave no sigh that he had heard her, she reached out to put a tentative hand on his arm, giving it a slight squeeze as she repeated her question, “Will are you ok?”

The feel of her hand on his arm seemed to pull him out of whatever dark thoughts occupied his mind; he turned slowly to look at her his eyes sweeping over her face taking in her expression of gentle concern, her expression slowly changed to one of confusion and hurt as he continued to stare at her with out saying anything. “Will what is it? What’s wrong, you’ve barely said two words to me for weeks!”

Will struggled to pull his mind away from memories of the dream that the sight of the fog had brought rushing back and managed to give her a week smile. “Elizabeth, I’m fine… really, I’ve just had a lot on my mind!”

Elizabeth gave him a relieved smile as he spoke “Oh… well why don’t you tell me what’s got you so worried… maybe I could help?” she said, her voice hopeful.

“No… thank you, Elizabeth, but its something I have to sort out on my own, I’m sorry!” He gently pulled his arm out of her grasp and turned away from her as hurt once more clouded her features.

They stood side by side at the prow of the ship, an awkward silence falling heavily between them. Elizabeth looked down, her fingers playing nervously with the fraying cuff of her sleeve.

“What do you think will happen, Will?” she whispered fearfully “Do you think we have any chance of bringing him back?” Will heard her plea for reassurance underlying the soft tone of her voice and realized how hard all this must be for her and that his own withdrawn attitude was only making it worse, smothering a small sigh he reached out an arm to wrap around her shoulders, pulling her into his side he hugged her to him, no matter how much knowing she loved another hurt him, he still loved her and right now she needed him.

As he held her close he felt her sag gratefully against his side, her own arm coming up to wrap around his waist, clutching on to his shirt with trembling fingers as she rested her head against his shoulder. “We’ll get him back Elizabeth, don’t worry!” he replied at last as his heart clenched in pain at the feel of her snuggling so trustingly into his side. “Don’t get me wrong, I don’t think its going to be easy, what I mean to say is, I doubt we will sail into that fog to find Jack sitting on a beautiful sun drenched paradise Island, swigging rum and demanding to know what took us so long, when is anything that simple, but then again this is Captain Jack Sparrow we are talking about so you never know!”

He felt Elizabeth give a quiet giggle at this before becoming silent once more, “But what ever we find, what ever it takes, we will get him back… I swear to you, we will get him back!” He squeezed her shoulders in reassurance once more as they stood watching the wall of fog as it got steadily closer and closer, each of them lost in their own troubled thoughts.

The fog loomed ahead of them a seemingly impenetrable wall of swirling dirty gray, the tension on the ship growing as silence descended as each passing second drew them closer and closer, everyone on board held their breath as the ships prow slipped silently into the writhing mass and seemed to vanish, they all found themselves backing away reluctant to enter the fog as it crept slowly along the ship as it sailed remorselessly on oblivious to there human fears.

Elizabeth watched; dread curling up her spine as the fog crept closer, twisting and writhing across the wooden decks towards her like living creature as she backed slowly away from it. Elizabeth jumped as her back came into sharp contact with the cabin behind, its hard wooden surface stopping her escape, her heart pounded its erratic pace loudly in her ears as she stifled the scream rising in her throat, she screwed her eyes tight shut and braced her self as the fog washed over her.

As the seconds ticked by and nothing happened, Elizabeth slowly started to relax letting the tension leave her body bit by bit she risked opening her eyes, and quickly wished she hadn’t, if there was any doubt left in anyone’s minds that perhaps the fog was natural the sight before her would quickly correct their mistake, no fog of natural origin had ever been so thick, it was as if some one had taken a giant paint brush and painted the whole world a filthy grayish white.

Elizabeth peered around her, squinting her eyes as she tried to peer through the fog, it was no use she couldn’t even see her own hand as she raised it up in front of her face.

“Don’t anyone move!” Her heart gave a nervous stutter as Will’s voice sounded some where to her right, its sound muffled by the thickly swirling fog, “Just grab on to what’s ever closest to you and hold on we don’t want to lose anyone in this or we’d never find them again!” there followed the sounds of the crew carefully shuffling around trying to find something to hold on to, punctuated with the occasional yell followed by embarrassed laughter as questing fingers found other crew members instead of the hard wooden form of the ship that they were expecting, but the laughter, embarrassed or not, helped to easy the last of the tension gripping the crew as they started to rib each other over their fears.

As the minutes ticked by, Elizabeth started to wonder if they we still moving, the fog hid everything from sight so there was no way to tell for sure all she could do was hold on and wait trusting that they were still moving all evidence to the contrary and that they would eventually come out the other side.

They waited as silence once more descended over the ship, every now and then it would be broken by the sound of some one coughing, the rattle of a chain or the soft dry hiss of a rope being dragged over wood as a member of the crew shifted about. Elizabeth listened, straining her ears as another sound came out of the fog.

She twisted her head, there to her left, as she listened the sound came again louder this time, it sounded like the mummer of voices all speaking at once, she tried to pick out what they were saying to no avail, more voices seemed to join in as the sound grew louder and louder, she could just hear the voice of Pintell, as he started to pray, sobbing in fear.

“Hold steady, every one…” Wills voice came again from her right, she turned in his direction trying to pick out his form threw the fog although she new it was useless, she still tried, “What ever it is, it’s just trying to scare us!”

“Well I’d say they’re doin a dam fine job if’n you ast me!” Was Gibb’s answer, coming through the fog from slightly ahead of her. Elizabeth smiled as a few of the crew laughed nervously; trust Gibb’s to say something like that.

The voices cut of abruptly as if realizing the crew would not be scared away; the sudden silence was almost as bad as the noise had been.

The whole crew waited with baited breath to see what new horror this awful place would throw at them, they all stood in silence as long minutes ticked by, and nothing happened, just when Elizabeth thought that was it and they were going to be all right she noticed a strange glow start to form ahead of the ship. “Will?” she called, “Up front, can you see it?”

“Yes, I can!” Came Wills answer “Hold fast every one!”

“Will, what is it?” she called back.

“I don’t Know, just hold on Elizabeth!” his answer drifted back to her through the gloom, gripping what she hoped was the ships rail at her side, Elizabeth turned to stare at the strange light as it grew brighter and brighter, and then it was gone.

Elizabeth breathed a quick sigh of relief she could see again they were out of the fog she peered around the side of the cabin she had her back pressed tightly against just in time to see the ships bow clearing the fog.

Everyone breathed a huge sigh of relief, smiling and laughing as they stretched muscles, stiff from holding tightly to rails, ropes, chains and even each other for so long. After searching the deck with her eyes and doing a quick mental check of the crew to make sure everyone was still there and had come out of the fog all right, Elizabeth turned around to look out over the ships rail to take a better look at their new surroundings.

It was such a relief to be out of the fog and to be able to see again that it took her a while to notice some thing was wrong, the ship was not moving, at all, even though there was no hint of a breeze to lift the sails and move them through the water the ship should of moved, ships at sea always moved even when becalmed they bobbed up and down with the waves, but there was no movement at all, the ship sat perfectly still on the surface of the water.

Elizabeth stared out at the scene before as she felt others from the crew come up beside her to join her at the rail, feeling a hand on her arm she turned to see Will standing at her side, “I’ve never seen anything like it, look at it Will, its completely flat its not moving at all”

Will stared in mounting horror at the sight before him, turning to look at Elizabeth as she spoke to him he forced himself to smile at her, “At least its peaceful, for all we knew we could of ended up in the middle of a storm!” he tried to sound as normal as possible as he answered her, not wanting her to know that he had seen it before, just last night in fact, he saw her frown at his rather flippant answer, he turned away from her searching gaze looking out on the calm still surface of the sea of souls, the sea from his dream.

Elizabeth tried to shake off the feeling that Will was hiding something as she turned to follow his gaze back, out at the eerily calm surface of the sea they found them selves in. As she watched she thought she saw something moving under the surface, she stared harder trying to make out what it was and saw that the whole thing was swirling and churning just below the surface, she pulled her gaze back to the side of the ship peering down at the water directly below them and quickly wished she hadn’t, she slapped her hand quickly over her mouth to stifle her horrified gasp at what she saw, tears springing to her eyes, a feeling of nausea rolled through her stomach as the faces of people she knew and some she didn’t swam into view.

She continued to stare in morbid curiosity, aware some where in the back of her mind of the sound of the others as they saw what she was looking at, she heard them whispering the names of the people they recognized as they came in to view before slipping away again.

It seemed that the sea of souls was aptly named , what they had all took to be water was in fact made up of all the souls of all the people that had ever been lost at sea, OH my god Jack! Bile rose in her throat as she realized what that meant, Jack was somewhere out there in that swirling mass. “Will how are we ever going to find him?” She asked with out taking her eyes from the stomach churning sight.

“I don’t know Elizabeth, I really don’t know!” Will whispered hopelessly.

As Will’s voice died away a movement at the edge of her vision caught her attention “Will look…” She put her hand on his arm giving it a slight shake, raising her other arm to point his attention to what had caught her eye, far out in the distance a column of water (at least she hoped it was water) was moving swiftly in their direction, as it approached the ship it slowed till it was standing motionless just in front of them, they all stood and stared as it rose up off the surface of the sea and floated over their startled heads to come to rest on the deck of the ship just behind them.

They all turned round as one still staring at it to shocked to be scared, As it hit the deck the whole column started shake violently before collapsing on to the deck soaking everyone.

Elizabeth closed her eyes and held her hands in front of her as a wave of cold water hit her full in the face, gasping in shock she wiped the water from her eyes and found herself looking at the strangest sight she had ever seen, standing on the deck not three feet in front of them was, well, Elizabeth thought it was a woman!.

long Green hair flowed down around her body, swaying gently from side to side like sea weed moving softly with the tide, her skin shimmered, a mixture of blues , greens and silvers like the scales of a fish, her eyes were as black and soulless as a sharks, she smiled revealing a mouth full of razor sharp teeth as she studied each of them in turn stopping when she came to Will, she looked at him for long moments before speaking in a voice that echoed with the power of the of all the world oceans, “So you seek the return of Jack Sparrow?”

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Kelasin Opened her eyes and groaned, Oh not again, she thought to herself, I hate this dream! Breathing a deep sigh of total disgust she set of across the smooth, flat and completely featureless surface of the strange sea she founder herself standing upon, she didn’t bother to chose a particular direction, it would make no difference, she knew how this worked, she had been having this same dream for as long as she could remember, and every time it was the same.

Open eyes to finder self here, walk off till she came to Will, she had no idea how she knew his name but know it she did and she had long ago given up worrying about it, it was only a dream after all.

Stand still and watch as Will stood watching another couple further in the distance, carry on watching as couple were ripped apart, strange looking man was dragged under the sea by a giant whirlpool , woman screaming threw her self in after him whirlpool closes over them both, Will screaming in anguish, wake up , the end! Oh and did she mention the part were it left her sweating and trembling in fear all the rest of the night!

She looked up and sure enough there stood will, but as she watched she realized that this time something was different from every other time she had, had this dream, for a start his shirt was the wrong colour, every other time it had been blue, this time it was white, as she watched she noticed other small differences, the couple where the same, and as she reached Will’s side she was Just in time to see the strange looking man be dragged down into the depths of the whirlpool, only this time instead of standing watching impassively, Will was holding out his arms in an a strange commanding gesture as if the swirling waters were acting at his command.

She stood watching the familiar scene unfold before her, unease growing in her heart with every passing second, she watched as the woman tore her self out of the seas clinging grasp, to race across it surface to be with her doomed love, but this time instead of just throwing her self in and vanishing from sight, she was forced to watch as Will threw his other arm out, at his movement a column of water rose up to, wrapping itself around the woman’s struggling form, it dragged her back to safety.

Kelasin stood watching, her unease growing to out right fear this was wrong, she didn’t know how she knew this she just did, she stood and watched silently as something seemed to pass between Will and the woman, some silent communication she was not privy to, the woman slumped suddenly all the fight draining away from her as she sobbed as though her heart would brake. Panic gripped her, this was wrong she had to stop this before it was too late.

With out thinking Kelasin found herself reaching out to place a hand on Wills arm, at her touch Will gave a start and turned to face her, Kelasin found her self looking at his face for the first time, every other time she had merely been an observer, forced to stand silently behind him never seeing his face, he’s very handsome she thought as she gazed into his rich brown eyes, as he stood staring at her Kelasin pulled her self together, there wood be plenty of time to sit thinking how much she would love to kiss him once she woke up and the sooner she got this dream back on track the sooner that could happen.

“Don’t do this Will,” she heard herself plead although she never moved her lips, “You know its wrong, and you must let her go… Please Will… for me… you don’t have to do this!” she heard herself continue although her lips still had not moved, it never occurred to her that asking him to do it for her was a strange thing to do as to her they were old acquaintances.

Will stood there staring at her and as Kelasin watched all the anger and hate that had twisted his gentle features drained away, as the last of the anger left his face she heard his voice for the first time in her life, “Who are you?” it echoed through her mind his lips never moving, before she could answer he spun around as a harsh scream of rage rent the air behind them.

Kelasin peered around his shoulder her eyes growing wide as she saw the column of water holding the other woman thrashing from side to side before collapsing back into the sea at their feet, she stared as the woman cast one last look at Will before running over to the whirlpool and throwing herself in, as she past from sight the whirlpool slowed and closed as if it had never been.

Kelasin jumped as a strange roaring sound came from behind her, terror clogged her throat as she felt the icy cold touch of the ocean wrap its self around her lifting her up into the air, OK Kelasin stay calm its just a dream its just a dream, she kept on repeating to her self, but dream or no she hated the water, Kelasin looked down to see Will looking up at her horror writ large on his face, as she watched him she heard her voice say, “Look for me Will Turner, find me with your heart and free your self from your doom!”

“Hay wait a minute!” she thought crossly as the sea dragged her down with it to the depths, “I did not say that!” oh well she thought, if he’s supposed to be looking for me I might as well get the last word in here.

With that thought still in mind she shouted or rather thought, one last thing to him as she was pulled from his sight, “Oh and would you mind getting a move on, I hate the water!”

Kelasin sat up in bed as a loud boom sound somewhere to her left, out across the endless expanse of the ocean another boom sounded, Kelasin shrieked and dived under the covers god I hate the sea she though jumping as a large boom sounded again even closer this time, “please lord don’t let that be thunder please” she thought as she huddled under her covers of her small bunk on her brothers flagship, as a remnant of her dream flashed through her mind. Oh lord what a stupid thing to say she thought as the last sentence of her dream past through her mind, thank God it’s only a dream.

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“That’s Captain Jack Sparrow!” Elizabeth snapped back immediately, her eyes narrowing as she glared at the woman? standing before them.

The strange woman’s eyes lingered a few moments longer on Will, before turning gracefully to stare at Elizabeth. “Really?” she replied, the cruelty of her smile increasing, “Please, forgive my mistake!” she sounded anything but apologetic.

Will turned to look at Elizabeth as the strange being in front of them regarded her, he watched as Elizabeth’s eyes narrowed even further at the woman’s patronizing tone and quickly stepped in front of her as Elizabeth opened her mouth on the verge of delivering a stinging retort.

Will had the feeling that upsetting the woman standing before them would be a really bad idea, and that cutting off what ever it was that Elizabeth was going to say before she could say it seemed to be the way to keep the peace. Will heard Elizabeth’s angry huff as he blocked her from view and could feel her eyes glaring daggers into his back as he addressed their strange guest.

“Er yes ... we do indeed seek Jack, errr, I mean Captain Jack Sparrow, but how do you know that?”

“How do I know?” the woman laughed cruelly, “I know everything that happens in or on the seas,” as she spoke she slowly glided across the deck towards him, lifting one sharp nailed finger to trail it gently down his cheek, “For I am the sea, its endlessly shifting tides are my moods, my power is in its crashing waves, the passing of a storm, my mercy, that Will Turner is how I know.”

Will struggled to suppress the shudder that the feel of her cold clammy finger gently stroking his cheek tried to force from his body, as he listened to her speak one name swam up from some where in the dark depths of his memory, “Calypso, your Calypso!”

Calypso smiled in delight, “Ah yes, that is indeed what some have called me and for now at least, one of my favorites!”

“Errr, so can we, I mean, can we have Jack back? Please…” Will stuttered, remembering his manners as she started to caress his cheek once more.

Will sighed in relief as Calypso stopped stroking his cheek to regard him carefully.
“Is that really what you wish to ask of me, think Will of all the things you could ask me for, like say treasure, there is plenty of it on the ocean floor I could get it for you or maybe the return of your farther?” Will glanced at her sharply hope springing to life in his heart, at his look she smiled in delight, “Yes, Will I could free him from Davey Jones for you, all you have to do is ask!”

Will was torn, indecision and hope warred in his heart at the mention of his father, all I have to do is ask and my father would be free, I could fulfill my promise to him, all I have to do is ask, but at what cost, Jack would be gone forever after they had sail all the way to lands end and the sea of souls to find him, images of Jack and all they had gone through together flashed through his mind, “But he’s only a pirate!” a quiet voice he was sure he had heard before, hissed at the back of his mind, “And with Jack gone for good Elizabeth would still be yours, she would understand! Your father is worth more than some worthless pirate!”

Will was about to ask Calypso for the return of his father, when one last image rose to the front of his mind, it was a picture of Elizabeth standing at the rail of a ship staring out to sea, tears she didn’t know she shed flowing down her face for a man she didn’t know she loved, and the words of a vow he had made “I will get him back for you Elizabeth I swear!”

“I thank you for your kind offer Calypso, but we have come to request the return of Captain Jack Sparrow, and we will not leave with out him!”

At Wills answer, all signs of humor left Calypso’s face, she spun round, her face as cold and as cruel as the artic ocean, “I take it that that is your final decision?” she said in a voice that seem to echo with the sound of crashing waves.

“It is…” Will replied.

“Very well, if that is what you wish, so be it,” Will watched her as she turned away from him relief draining the tension he hadn’t realized he was feeling, from his shoulders, that was it he thought all we had to do was ask, no big battle, no life and death situation, just ask! “But!!!” ah here it comes! “Jack sparrow lived his allotted time, he is a true son of the sea and served me well, I am loath to give him up, therefore I will make a deal with you, I will select a small group of the souls gathered here and you must find Jack from amongst them, do we have a deal?”

“You have a deal!” Will replied.

“Very well, oh and did I mention that if you fail your souls are mine!” she laughed in cruel delight at the look’s of horror on everyone’s faces as they realized what was at stake

As they watched Calypso raised her arms, at her command the surface of the sea started to boil and roll as misty shapes rose up from the depth’s to float slowly towards the waiting ship, the crew backed away in fear as they slowly settled on the deck forming one long line behind Calypso.

Slowly the forms started to shimmer and waver, Will’s heart sank as the shapes took on solid form and reality, staring in dismay as he found himself looking at the image of Captain Jack Sparrow, the problem was they all looked like Jack .

“You tricked me!” he accused the goddess in a voice seething with anger as she stood smiling smugly, one hand resting negligently on the shoulder of the first Jack.

“Come, come Willy dear, surly you weren’t expecting me to just line them up in front of you looking like themselves, did you? Where would be the challenge in that? Jack has a rather distinctive appearance has he not, it would have been far to easy and surly for you to come all this way and to risk so much, you must be very good friends, you must know him very well, I wouldn’t think it would be totally imposable for such a good friend to find the real Jack!”

Calypso laughed in delight as a look of chagrin past over Will’s face, “What, don’t tell me that is what you thought, your innocence is really sweet. Stupid, but sweet!”

Calypso walked towards him trailing a finger down his flinching cheek once more as she continued, “Now then, I better explain how this works before your innocence leads you to make another more fatal mistake!” turning slightly away from him, Calypso gestured to the long line of Jack’s standing silently along the other side of the ship.

“As you know it is your task to find the real Jack Sparrow from amongst my copies, to do this you have to make two choices, first you must find his heart and soul from amongst these…” as she said this Calypso waved her other hand and suddenly the deck of the ship was covered in small statues of many different kinds of bird, “Each of these represents the heart and soul of one of the figures you see standing before you, all you have to do is pick the two you think could be the ones belonging to the real Jack. At your touch, all the others will return to the sea of souls leaving you with just two Jacks to choose from, you must then match the right heart with the right Jack and your dear Captain will be returned to you, but if at anytime you make a mistake, like for example neither of the statues you choose belong to the real Jack or you place the right statue in the wrong body, you lose, and your soul along with the rest of your crew belong to me!”

As Calypso explained the task he must perform in order to free Jack from the sea of souls, Will’s heart sank to the souls of his boots, how on earth was he supposed to accomplish the task set before him he had no idea, he and Jack were hardly best friends and now he was supposed to guess witch of the many statue represented Jacks heart and soul.

As he stood pondering the impossibility of the situation, he felt a light touch on his arm, turning he saw that Elizabeth had walked forward to stand beside him, she smiled slightly as he looked at her before turning to address the goddess who stood watching them smiling smugly, “I’ll do it…” she said, raising her head to give the goddess a hard stare, “I know Jack better than Will!”

“Sorry my dear, but that wont do at all, you see it was Willy boy here that made the request for the return of the dear Captain and so it must be Willy boy that finds him, rules you know, but I’ll tell you what I’ll do, I will allow you to ask one question before making your final choice from the two remaining Jacks, I would hate for you to think I am unfair!”

Will placed a restraining hand on Elizabeth’s arm as she made a lung towards the goddess, her hand going to the hilt of her sword as a growl of anger rolled through her throat, “Elizabeth stop, it will be alright, I promise, after all she was the one that said Jack is rather distinctive, surly that must mean his heart and soul must be as well, right? All I have to do is be careful and try to think like Jack, or as close to Jack as any normal person can!” he tried to joke as Elizabeth watched him, worry marring her pretty face, he tried to smile at her reassuringly but was afraid that it came out looking more like a grimace than a smile so he turned away to address Calypso once more. “So when do I start?” In reply, Calypso just waved one languid hand towards the statues littering the deck.

Cautiously, Will approached the statues, placing his feet carefully to avoid stepping on one, he hated to think what the consequences of braking one of them would be, they were indeed all statues of birds, some recognized and some he did not. He was once again wondering how he was supposed to tell which one represented Jacks heart and soul from the seemingly random assortment when one caught his eye.

He bent down to look closer and saw it was a small statue of a small drab looking bird, Will reached out and lifted it up and saw that it was a sparrow sitting on a bare twig, its head lifted in song. As his hand closed about the small figure he heard Calypso say one word “Done!” he looked over at her in surprise, at his look, Calypso continued. “You see that didn’t take very long did it? Now all you have to do is chose one more and we can get to the last part of the task, if you have chosen correctly that is!”

“But I was not making a choice” Will tried to explain, “I only touched it to have a closer look!”

“Oh, I’m sorry, didn’t I say? You can only touch them when you choice one!” Calypso explained, fake concern dripping from her voice.

“No! You seem to have forgotten to mention that!” Will remarked with gritted teeth, she had tricked him again.

“Oh well never mind, you will just have to be really careful with your next choice, wont you?” Calypso answered, laughter dancing in her eyes.

Will bit back the erg to yell at her that it wasn’t fair, that someone else should make the choice, but he knew it was no good, so instead he turned back to the statues collected on the deck and prayed to what ever Gods were listening, to help him with this, one more mistake would doom them all.

Will looked at one statue after another, many times he nearly made a choice then changed his mind at the last minuet as none seemed to be quiet right, sweat beaded his forehead as Calypso drummed her fingers on the ships rail, “I suggest you choose quickly Will Turner my patience grows thin with your stalling!”

Will cast her a withering glare as he heard Elizabeth make an annoyed harrumph, he circled the statues once more to look closer at one that seemed to have promise, it was slightly larger than the others and was a representation of a sea bird, a Petrol to be more exact, a scavenger of the seas, what could be more appropriate than a petrol when representing the heart of a pirate Will thought, they have a lot in common, his decision made Will reached out his hand for the statue.

Just as his hand was about to close on the figure, something small and white shimmering in the sun almost hidden behind the much larger one caught his eye and his hand froze millimeters away from touching the petrol. Putting his other hand carefully on the deck making sure he did not touch anything by accident, Will leaned over to see what it was and found himself looking at a tiny sparkling figure of a small white swan.

Will stared at it, his mind working furiously, there was something about the way Calypso had said the Heart and soul of Jack Sparrow that the sight of the swan brought to mind, Heart and soul, Heart and soul, did she mean what Jack was in his heart and soul or what was in Jacks heart and soul. Images of Jack flashed through his mind, the gentle tone of his voice, the look in his eyes when he thought no one was watching him and all the times he had saved her directly or indirectly. These entire things passed through his minds eye and all related to one woman. Elizabeth Swann!

Dragging in a huge lung full of air, Will tried to steady his pounding heart, and prayed harder than he had ever done in his life that he was not about to make the biggest mistake of his life, he knew Elizabeth, and although he was fairly sure she did not know herself yet, he was confident were her heart lay. But Jack was a different matter; he just hoped he was not wronged and that Jack felt the same way about Elizabeth. If he was, he was about to doom them all as he reached out his hand and picked up the small white swan.

Will squeezed his eyes tight shut and held his breath as his hand closed about the small bird, when nothing had happened after a few moments, he risked opening one eye to see all the other statues had vanished and he was left holding the statues of the sparrow and the swam. Breathing a huge sigh of relief, he glanced across at the crew to see them all grinning at him as they realized that for the moment at least they were safe and he had made the right choice. He looked over at Calypso to see that she was far from smiling as she stood next to the two remaining Jacks.

“Well done Willy, seems you aren’t as dumb as you look, but don’t get to cocky you aren’t through yet. You still have to match the right figure to the right body, so let’s get on with it shall we?” with this she stepped back and gestured for him to approach the two Jacks, “Ask your question…”

Will slowly approached the two Jacks standing side by side on the deck of the ship his eyes desperately searching for some difference that would give him a clue as to which was the real Jack Sparrow, but it was no use, they were identical right down to the dirt beneath their finger nails.

Desperately, Will searched his mind for a question he could ask that only Jack would know the answer to, unfortunately not enough was known about Jacks past for him to ask anything about that, and he did not want to ask a question about their recent adventures as they had happened mainly at sea, and as Calypso had all ready said she knew everything that happened in or on the sea, so there was a good chance the copy of Jack would also know. His only chance seemed to be to ask a question related to something that happened away from the sea, but what, just as he was beginning to think it was hopeless, a glimmer of an idea came to him, there was one question that had been asked before and only Jack had answered correctly, praying that this would work, Will turned to the two figures standing quietly besides him.

“Tell me please; what is the cause of all mans vexations?” Will nodded at the first Jack indicating that he was to answer. “A woman!” the Jack standing in front of him answered immediately “A woman is the source of all mans vexation!”

Smiling, Will reached out his hand to place the statue of the swan into the figure in front of him, he was confident that the swan was the right statue as the sparrow was far to obverse, and besides it was his name not his heart, he had given the right answer, it had to be Jack.

“The Dichotomy of good and evil…” Will froze; his hand inches away from the chest of the one in front of him and turned an incredulous look to the second Jack. To the howls of dismay coming from the crew behind him he reached out and placed the swan against the chest of, not the first, but the second Jack.

As the small swan came into contact with the chest of the Jack he had chosen, he felt a small shock run through his hand, he watched as it slowly sank into his chest, just as it vanished from sight, the ship lurched violently to the side as a large wave that seemed to come from nowhere crashed into the side of the ship throwing them all to the deck. Before Will could get up, another wave hit lifting the ship up and sideways into the air, as the ship rocked violently beneath them Will new a moment of blinding panic as he realized they were going to capsize, he just had time to yell a warning to the crew to hold on when the ship started to tip. He watch in horror as he saw Elizabeth let go of the rope she was clinging to, to throw herself across the heaving deck towards a small object that was being thrown across the deck away from her, it was the compass, her fingers closed over it as another bigger wave hit sweeping her towards the rail, She’s going to go over, God Elizabeth!

He watch, frozen with fear as she was swept closer to the side, her fingers scrabbling at the deck desperately trying to find something to hold on to, just as it looked like she was going to go over, a figure slide across the tilting deck and grabbed her around the shoulders pulling her to safety, he saw nothing more as the ship was hit again and tilting to far toppled over in to the sea. Everything went black as something crashed into the back of his head and he knew no more.

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