Title: "Savage Island"

Author: Brittley aka Villegirl17 aka Anamaric17

Summary: When is the right time to tell the ones you love that well...you love them?

Pairing/ Rating: Anamaria and Jack/ R for violence

Disclaimer: I own nothing but my mind!

A/N: I thought one day about this while walking home from college. Part of this was inspired from a scene from Micheal Crichton's "Pirate's Latitude".

Part 1:

It's been three weeks since the last raid upon any vessel. Three weeks of doldrums, heats, boredom, and mean words from everyone to everyone.

"Don't ye ever look at me like that again or I'll-"

"You'll what ye scurvy dog!"

"I'll run ye clean through with ma cutlass! Ye bilge rat!"

Jack shut his door at the comments flying around. He couldn't really make out who was fighting now, but he didn't have the patience to break it up. He only hoped Mr. Gibbs got to the pirate with the cutlass before he made good on his word. There was a rapid knock on his cabin door causing a irritated sigh to pass his rum stained lips. He made his way to the door not bothering to be curteous as he shouted 'what' and pulled it open.

"Jack you-"

"Captain. It's Captain Jack Ana!"

"Whatever! Jack you need to see this. We're coming upon land!"

"What?" He mumbled stupidly staring at the female pirate. She rolled her eyes and walked away. Jack followed. As they made their way upon deck, the sight before him amazed him. It was solid land! Solid land unknown to him, but God was he actually glad to see some of it. There was a brown, uninhabited strip of island right before their eyes, and what seemed to be a million flock of birds flying cheerfully overhead.

"See told ya!" Anamaria said happily and looking at him. Jack grinned back and wrapped her in a hug. His arm thrown across her shoulders. She nudged him away a little but didn't break the embrace.

"Aye luv ya did! Now crew, make ready to land. I bet there be supplies for us there."

"And rum?" An excited pirate named Thomas shouted.

"Aye Thom rum we best hope so." Jack replied. Everyone cheered and scrambled around getting things together after that.

"Jack?" Ana asked.

"Hmm?" He said vaguely aware he was still holding her, and she was letting him. He chopped it up to the heat and boredom recently.

"What if we find others there?"

He looked down at her and noticed the glint of concern in her eyes. Those chocolate orbs so alike to his own, yet so deep and brilliant.

"Jack what are you thinking of?" She said smiling a little and he frowned, hugged her tighter before letting her go. As he walked away a little, he didn't know why he got so lost in her sometimes. Honestly it had always happened yet she didn't seem to notice, and truth be told it frightened him.

"Jack ye not lis-"

"I heard ya Ana. You're right that we might run into others. Tell the men to carry on their effects. We can't be too sure we won't run into trouble." She nodded but remained standing and staring at him. It seemed like she wanted to say something but didn't. Eventually she left and he stared at the island. Landfall was approaching and fast.