Holy cow!! Has it really been that long since I've updated?! I did update once during break. But, like I said, I don't write over the summer. Laziness kicked in. But lucky for you, school is back in so my inspiration came back. I apologize for the delay of two months going on three soon. But here's chappie seven!

Disclaimer: Unfortunately (or fortunately depending on how you look at it) I'm not Sharpay Evans, so I don't get everything I want, which includes PotC.

Jack sat at the desk in his cabin. He opened his compass and watched as the arrow spun around. Unsatisfied, he clamped it shut, shook it and reopened it. Jack sighed as he walked out of the cabin towards Gibbs.

"Uh, Mr. Gibbs, we need to stop by Port Royal for, uh, something," Jack said casually.

"Aye Captain," Gibbs replied, smiling slightly as he turned and headed towards the helm to tell Anamaria of the change of plans.

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing."

"No, really. Why are you laughing at me?"

Gibbs told Anamaria the news, then turned to Jack. "Jack, are we going to Port Royal for something or someone?"

"Come on you lot, get to work!" Jack shouted to the already working crew.

Jack turned towards the rum cellar. As he did so he pulled out his compass. The arrow pointed in the direction of Port Royal. Gibbs walked over to Jack and looked down at the compass. He nodded his head knowingly.

"Jack, jus' be sure ye treat her right," Gibbs said before walking back to the helm. Jack sighed as he continued on to the rum cellar.

Once they arrived at Port Royal the next afternoon, Jack had the Pearl docked in his usual hidden area. By this point, Jack was used to sneaking around Port Royal and this time was no different. Once he reached the Turners' house, he walked up to the doorstep. He checked his compass one last time and found the arrow pointing towards the house. Jack sighed once more before raising his arm to knock on the door.

Erin was sitting in the parlor with Will and Elizabeth, waiting for the maid to bring their tea. As the three sat chatting about how to warn Jack of Norrington's plan, they heard a knock on the door.

"I'll get it," Erin said standing up and walking towards the door. When she opened the door, she had to keep herself from screaming as she saw Jack standing there smirking.

"Hello, luv," he said. Erin grabbed Jack by the jacket and pulled him into the house as she slammed the door shut and locked it. She then proceeded to run around the house shutting the curtains of the main windows. When she finally returned she stood in front of Jack with her hands on her hips.

"Jack, what are you doing here?" Erin asked sounding harsher than she meant to.

"Ye know, ye really should work on your greetings," Jack replied with a frown. Erin's features softened. "But, to answer you question." He began to snake an arm around Erin's wait, pulling her closer. "I came…" Erin wrapped her arms around Jack's neck. "…For you," he finished, whispering in ear.

"Erin, why did you just run in parlor and shut the curtain?" Will asked, entering the entrance hall as Erin and Jack quickly pulled away from the embrace. Will stopped when he saw Jack. "Jack, what are you doing here?"

"I see that the greetings are a family trait here," Jack said throwing his hands in the air.

"Elizabeth," Will called. Elizabeth walked into the entrance hall.

"What-," Elizabeth gasped in surprise as she looked at Jack. "Jack, what are you doing here?"

"Again, the Turners' and their greetings!"

"Well forget coming up with a plan to warn him," Will said to the Turner women.

"Warn me of what?"

Erin pulled Jack into the parlor and sat him down as the Turners began their long explanation.

"And that is why we were trying to warn you," Will finished.

Jack sighed for what felt like the thousandth time that day. "Figures. Knew he'd continue coming after me eventually."

"Yes, Jack," Elizabeth argued, "but this time isn't like the others. It's all set up, all planned perfectly and there's no way to continue your adventure and avoid him."

"So ye told them about the hand then?" Erin nodded as Jack continued. "Who said I was avoid him?"

"Then what do you plan to do?"

Jack leaned back, hands behind his head, hat tilted down, acting as though the whole thing was a game. "I'm going to make Norrington wish he had never messed with Captain Jack Sparrow."

"So there's going to be a battle?" Erin asked slowly.

"I suppose so. In that case, maybe I should warn the crew."

"I don't know, Jack," Will said sarcastically. "That might be a good idea."

"Then I will," Jack said standing up and turning to the three Turners. "Ok crew. While we are at sea on our way to get the treasure, we will encounter Norrington and his lackeys. A battle will ensue. I want you all to be prepared. Now go get ready. We leave at midnight."

With that, Jack left the house and returned to the Pearl, leaving the other three to figure out how they got roped into service.

Ok guys, there you have it. Let me know what you think!! I know you all are out there. So have a nice little chat with the review box!