Jack and Will were standing at the helm thinking about the events of the day.
"That went better than expected, I thought for sure you would be furious with her." Will said breaking Jack's train of thought.
"I was angry, but not at her. It was my fault, so she has nothing to be guilty about, I hope she knows that." Jack said calmly, his eyes fixed on the horizon.
"Ok, but now that we know it was her, that only leaves two things we need for the ritual. The tears, and a glass." Will said trying to think of someone who would cry for Jack. "How many friends do you have Jack?" Will continued knowing that the list wasn't long.
"I got tons of friends. There's ye, Mr. Gibbs, and uh… Elizabeth is my friend." Jack said sounding disappointed by his short list.
"That's what I thought. Well we can rule out me and Gibbs as far as crying goes, so I guess our only shot is Elizabeth, but I don't know how she will react. I would hope she would cry for me, but I don't know about you, Jack." Will said wondering how his wife was, and what she was doing with her life.
"It's worth a try mate, but the only one among us that can go ashore to find her is Angelica whom she does not know. That could be problematic." Jack said slightly worried. "I will accompany Angelica to land and help her locate and befriend your wife. We will then return with her to the ship, she sees me dead, cries, you comfort her and gather her tears. Very good plan I think." Jack said rather unsensitivly. An expression of annoyance spread over Will's face.
"Fine" Jack rolled his eyes. "We bring her back to see ye, ye spend some time together, then we go on with the plan, Is that more to yer liking?" Jack compromised.
"Ok, that has a chance of working if she truly misses you." Will said as he turned to his helmsman. "Make sail for Port Royal."
"Aye, sir" the crewmember replied.
"So, how long will it take to reach our destination?" Jack wondered.
"At this rate, we should be there by midday tomorrow. I am going to get some sleep, and I suggest you do as well, if you can" Will said as he walked to the lower deck and into his cabin.
Jack was left on deck watching the rise and fall of the sea around the ship as it sailed through. He was tried too. He didn't want to sleep on the floor, or down with the crew so he walked into Angelica's cabin.
He watched her for a moment to make sure she was asleep. He desperately wanted to lay with her. And why shouldn't he? Its not like she could see him, or make him leave. He walked over to the bed and lied down next to her. He continued to watch her sleep. He thought she looked so peaceful. He would have put his arms around her and pulled her close to him, if he could have. But he couldn't so he just watched her, as he slowly drifted to sleep.
Jack opened his eyes, only to see that Angelica was once again laying on him, not that he could blame her for that. He decided to get up, he had slept well last night and was now looking forward to being alive again. He stretched his arms, and yawned as he gingerly walked out of the room.
He squinted at how bright it was outside. He looked up to see Will standing at the helm with a mixed expression of both excitement and worry on his face.
"Oi, Will, ever seen a more beautiful day?" Jack yelled cheerily as he walked up to stand next to him.
"No, this day is perfect. For the time being that is." Will said with doubt apparent in his voice.
"Ye look bloody awful, whats wrong with ye?" Jack asked almost sounding concerned for his friend.
"Its been so long since I've seen Elizabeth. I can't wait to see her again. But, I have no idea what her life has been like since I've been gone." Will said in a borderline depressed tone.
"Will, ye have helped me with my problems, now let me help ye with yers." Jack said recalling everything Will had ever done for him. "What are ye worried about anyways? She will be overjoyed to see ye." He continued, ending his trip down memory lane.
"I don't know Jack. What if she's with someone else now? What if she isn't in port royal anymore? What if she died? Oh my god Jack what if.." Will said letting his imagination get the better of him, before he was interrupted by Jack.
"Will stop. Ye are ruining my beautiful morning with your bad mood." Jack said turning to face Will. "She is not dead, and anyways did she not say countless times before you left that she loved you?" Jack said sternly trying to make Will calm down.
"Yes," Will muttered, looking down.
"Did she not also brave all manner of situations to save ye?" Jack continued questioning Will trying to make him feel better about seeing his wife.
"Yes," Will was still looking down.
"As I recall she also sacrificed me to that bloody kraken so ye all could get away, even if ye didn't realize it, she saved ye. Right?" Jack could probably come up with a hundred other reasons, but he decided that his next piece of evidence should do the trick.
"Yes she did" Will looked up again, but still spoke quietly.
"And last but certainly not least, She did marry ye, did she not? She could have settled for Norrington, or she could have given into me, who gave her the option. But no, she waited. And do ye know who she waited for? She waited for ye, mate. She loves ye, and if she is in fact with someone else mate, I'll kill 'im for ye. Or at least talk her out of it. Cheer up now will ye?" That was it, Jack said no more knowing that his inspirational talk worked. Will looked calmer now.
"You are right Jack. You know, I think it is going to be a good day, I am just not looking forward to her reaction regarding your death." Will smiled and looked out over the horizon.
"Aye, that is not something I am keen on witnessing either, but I promise it is a necessary evil." Jack too was slightly smiling, glad that he actually was able to help someone. "So, how long til we be arriving then?" Jack asked remembering that Angelica was still asleep, and that he may need to wake her.
"We should be there in a few hours. Shall I go wake Angelica?" Will replied nonchalantly.
"No, let her sleep, she had a long day yesterday, and today could turn into another one depending on how long it takes to find and return with your wife." Jack decided that it would be best for her to get more sleep, because although she needed it, he also knew that she could get very violent when she was tired. He knew that no one ever should be around her when she was like that unless they wanted to be beheaded, so by all means, let her sleep.