Hey everyone, I'm back!

So since I have a love of PoTC, I decided to finally play out some of my fictional adventures with the crew in this wonderful itsy fic of mine. Follows the first film, but with my character added in. I know, typical, but come on, how can you NOT insert yourself into this wonderful randomness which is piracy?!

Jack/oc because who doesn't wish to tap that fictional ass?

I have no rights to the movie or its badass quotes, just lil ol' Rose. Enjoy!

Chapter 1: Of movies with Drowning Twits in them.

It was a beautiful day outside. The sun was out, the birds were singing, it wasn't too hot or cold. It was a pleasant day that should have been enjoyed by all. But one girl wasn't enjoying it at all. Why is that you may ask? I shall tell you why good sir/madam. This girl on this specific day was nowhere to be found. Not in the country, the town, even her apartment. That is because this girl, no, this woman of twenty, made a wish. This wish went something along the lines of this:

*Earlier that very same day*

I sat watching my favorite movie of all time. Well, the swashbuckling pirates had not really started gallivanting off into the sunset yet, but the previews were close to finishing. I remembered I needed to close the window next to me, and went to do so. Glancing back to the screen, I finally saw the menu had popped up. Pirates of the Carribean: Curse of the Black Pearl. Forgetting the open window, I clicked play on the remote and watched the opening scene. I quietly wished to myself that I could be a part of all the adventures that the handsome Captain Sparrow and crew embarked. This wish must have been heard, because the next thing I knew, I lost my balance, and fell out the open window behind me. But not onto the hard cement as I thought I would. Instead I fell through stars, clouds, open sky, and suddenly, water. Accidentally sucking in a mouthful of the brine, I swam to the surface gasping and coughing in a confused and spluttering mess. Treading water, I frantically turned to and fro looking for some spot of land to reach. That is how I came to find myself in the shipyards of Port Royal, and subsequently in the middle of my favorite movie.

*Back to the current predicament*

Finally reaching the shore, I tiredly pushed my long wet hair out of my face. Taking in the state of my clothes, I found them to be completely drenched in salt water, along with the rest of my person. Annoyed at this turn of events, I huffed and stumbled my way up the beach towards the docks and town. I couldn't have landed somewhere DRY at least?! I thought to myself, as I once again looked at myself. My once dry jeans and white mid-sleeve shirt now were uncomfortable and see through. Having no shoes on since I hadn't intended to be outside for some time, meant that my toes were now caked in wet sand from the beach. Running my fingers through my now tangled strawberry blond locks which reached midway down my back, I tried deciding the best course of action. I suppose the only option really open to me is to find Sparrow. Nodding my head, I swiftly turned towards the docks and strode up to the ship I had seen with the inscription The Interceptor written on her side. Slowing my steps as I came closer, I noticed two guards talking to a man with his back to me. His long dark dreads, piratey garb, and signature brown leather tricornered hat gave him away as only one man. Captain Jack Sparrow. Begging my poor heart to calm down, I silently snuck up next to them and listened in on the conversation. I just barely caught "-pilfer my weasley black guts out." One guard exclaimed "I said no lies!" The other looked to him and replied "If it were the truth he wouldn't have told us." Then Jack replied to this "Even if it were the truth, you never woulda believed me." I giggled despite myself, and suddenly found everyones surprised eyes on me. Looking between the three, I gave a small smile and waved cheerfully. "Hello!"

Jack smirked right back, probably slightly impressed with my stealthiness, as the two guards continued to switch their gazes between me and the captain, not sure who to be most wary of. Turning to Jack, I continued merrily "So, the famous Captain Jack Sparrow, eh? Why not tell us one of your many adventures?" I made sure to glance towards the ship with my blue/gray eyes as I said this, trying to hint at boarding it. After a moment, he smiled and nodded before turning to the poor chaps still standing there confused. Clapping each on the shoulder, he led them onto the ship while regaling them with one of his many tales. Not paying much mind, I sat to one side of him, closest to the edge and zoned out listening to the waves. I was distracted however by a rather loud splash, and quickly realized who it was. Being a lifeguard before this turn of events, and I immediately shouted "Move!" before diving straight into the water. It seemed much colder now that I had dried some, but I quickly swam towards the sinking figure that was Elizabeth. Picking her body up, which was about a foot taller than my 5 foot 4 stature, I pushed off the bottom of the ocean floor, kicking my way up to the surface. Once I reached the surface, I leaned onto my back and unhooked on arm so I could drag us to the docks. But the dress was too heavy with all the water weight added to it, and we began to sink. I tried to keep us afloat, and ended up going down with her. Turning towards her under the water, my eyes stung slightly from the salt water and I struggled to tear her dress of. My lungs were burning, and I was making no progress. If I don't get this damn thing off her, we'll both die and there will be no story! I screamed inside of my head, struggling more and more with the wretched layers of cloth, before I felt a hand brush mine away and tear the cloth easily from her frame. Turning towards the source of these much larger hands, I found Jack making motions for me to swim up as he gripped Elizabeth around the waist. We came to the surface once more and were now able to make it to the docks.

Lifting my aching muscles onto the wooden planks of the docks, I spluttered and coughed a bit, before turning my attention back towards the three men panicking above Elizabeth. "Not breathing!" I tried to lift myself up and towards them to help, but collapsed from exhaustion. Why was that so much harder to do? "Move over!" Jack then cut her corset away and she immediately coughed up water, her face looking like a fish out of water. I could feel myself relax a bit at this, happy to know everything was still going well. That's when Jack whipped around to face me. There was a slight amount of anger and what looked to be worry in his eyes as he kneeled by me. "Now why'd ye go and do that luv? You could've hurt yeself doing something like that." Taking another breathe of air before answering, I looked at him and hoarsely said "It's my job. I'm supposed to save people from the water when they need it. I was fine until her bloody dress got in the way…" I coughed a bit more, closing my eyes tightly at the pain in my chest that came with it and the soarness of my throat from all the salt water. I heard him walk back to Elizabeth and heard him mutter in amazement "How did ye get that?" Then I heard many feet and a commanding voice order "On your feet." I opened my eyes, and finally propped myself up on my elbows as I watched Commodore Norrington glare at Jack and Governer Swann fret over his daughter. Elizabeth went to have the Commodore thank Jack, which led to his revealing him to be a pirate and giving away his identity by his tattoo. Groaning , I sat up fully, and shakily got to my feet before walking up to the two men who were being accosted by Elizabeth. "Pirate or not, this man saved my life!" A little indignant, I made my presence aware once more "No actually, I did that Miss Swann. He just got you breathing and left all the heavy work for me. By the way, could you have worn a heavier dress?! Honestly…" Norrington was now directing his harsh gaze at me, which I gazed calmly into. I then felt the shackles clasp around my wrists, and I became very angry quickly. "What the hell is this all about? I've done no wrong! You should be thanking me, not chaining me up!" At this, Norrington smirked and stated "You're an accomplice of Captain Sparrow here, and are therefore just as guilty as him." Growling, I was pushed next to Sparrow, who shared a look with me. Next I knew, he had pushed me behind him and had Elizabeth captive. I felt a wave of jealousy as she placed his effects on him in such close proximity. She has no idea what I'd have done to be in that situation… He then backed up, causing me to back up with him, catching him say "This is the day you will always remember as the day you almost caught Captain Jack Sparrow!" At this, he shoved Elizabeth away, wrapped his arms around my waist, kicked the line whilst grapping hold of it and me, and we shot off into the air, and ran like madmen from the firefight behind us. Running into town, he jerked me by the arm behind a blacksmith statue, and placed a hand over my mouth while holding me close. If it weren't for the fact that I had to much adrenaline in me, I would've melted into his arms. We waited for the soldiers to pass before quickly sneaking into the blacksmith shop. Relaxing slightly, I waited for Jack to notice the drunk Mr Brown. Laughing as he poked and prodded the poor fool, and shouting in his face, I went to sit on a hay bale nearby. After a few moments of watching Jack run about the shop, using various tools to try and break his chains, he finally turned to me as if just remembering I could be of use.

"Luv..?" "Rose." "Whatever, do ye have a possible plan to get us out of these shackles?" I thought about this for a while. Finally coming up with a plan, I put on my sexiest smirk and said "Possibly. But what's in it for me? You can't get something for nothing Mr Sparrow." Smirking right back at me, he quickly replied "Captain. What do ye want lass?" He was slowly stalking his way towards me, entering my personal bubble and becoming very close to my person. Trying to not blush or break under his smolder, I said "I get us out of these shackles, I want in on this adventure of yours, whatever it may be. No leaving me behind, no going back on the deal, and no double crossing under any circumstances. Agreed?" He chuckled, and then replied "Agreed. So what's the plan luv?" Giving his shoulder a soft shove, I grimaced at what I had to do next. I grabbed the hot poker from the fire, and gently prodded the donkey on the wheel into movement. I hated abusing the poor beast, but it was for in our future interests that this happen. Wrapping my chains around the mechanism, I showed that my chains broke, and he followed my example. Just as he had broken free, the door was opening, and I pulled Jack into a corner, almost on top of me. Trying to stay quiet (and keep my thoughts out of the gutter), we listened to Will mutter to himself and waltz through the shop, until he came across Jacks hat and the misplaced hammer. Jack took this moment to detach his person from me and jump in front of Will. "I wouldn't be touching things that aren't yours mate." "You're the pirate everyone's been talking about." "That may be lad. Why do ye care so much?" "You threatened Miss Swann." At this, he smirked and replied "Only a little."

So began the clashing of the men's egos. As they ran about the shop, throwing swords into doors very forcefully I may add, I heard them conversing still. "Who makes all these?" "I do! And I practice with them every day!" "You got to get yeself a girl mate. Or maybe it's that you've already found one and are incapable of wooing said strumpet. Youre not a eunich are you?" "I practice with them so that when I meet a pirate, I can kill it!" They continued parrying their way into the rafters, I watched from below, moving out of the way as they came down once Will had been disarmed. As they came down, I grabbed the sandbag next to the fireplace and blinded Will momentarily, giving Jack time to grab his pistol. As Will looked at us, he said disbelievingly "You cheated." He smirked, just as I piped in. "Pirates." The doors were banging behind us, and Jack made to move to the back of the shop as Will stepped in front of him.

"Move away lad." "No." "Move!" I cried, desperately feeling the need to run as I heard the door groan. We were trapped like rats. Jack cocked his pistol, and looked deadly serious as he darkly muttered "This shot was not meant for you." At this, a bottle came down on his head, smashing open, and incapacitating Jack. I squeaked and jumped at this and the door bursting open as guards flooded the shop. Forcing me to my knees, Norrington smirked triumphantly down at me as he smugly stated "This will be the day that Captain Jack Sparrow ALMOST escaped. Take them away." I hissed a bit as I was roughly man handled by the soldier escorting me to the jails. I could feel my shoulder bruising from his rough treatment and told him as much. He just continued dragging me to the cells as roughly if not more so. I winced a bit from the growing pain in my shoulder, but tried not to make my discomfort too obvious. Once in the jails, the guards were kind enough to unshackle our new irons before unceremoniously dumping Jack in the cell then dumping me on top of him in the same fashion. I heard him protest underneath me, and I quickly made to get off of him. Walking around our small new quarters, I lifted myself onto my toes to try and see out to the harbor, but my eyes barely made it over the edge of the window. Sighing dejectedly, I made myself comfortable in a corner far away from the other prisoners in the cell next to us catcalling to me and waited for Jack to wake up.

What's going to happen now? I wasn't exactly planning on getting myself thrown in jail when I woke up this morning, or getting myself drowned by some twit in a crazy dress. Closing my eyes for a moment, I tried to relax, but was disturbed by someone breathing right in my face. Opening my eyes to gaze into Jacks, I noticed why I was so aware of his breathe and his smell of rum, salt water, and manly musk. He was barely inches from my face, and didn't seem to be moving anytime soon. Blushing a bit, I cleared my throat I weakly asked "Ummm, what are you doing?" Smirking, Jack didn't back up from me or explain himself. He simply kissed me on the lips, catching me off guard enough to make me gasp. He took advantage of this and quickly turned the kiss more passionate, his tongue coaxing mine to join in the war. I gave in slowly, wanting to enjoy the sheer pleasure and sparks I felt, but not trusting it to be truly happening without ulterior motive. Just as quickly as it happened, it stopped, and he backed off enough to give me space to catch my breath. Panting slightly from the intensity of it, I looked up at him questioningly and whispered "What was that for?" Smirking sexily, he didn't answer, just winked in response, settled back against the wall, and tipped his hat over his face, presumably to sleep. Pressing my back into the wall once more, I sat and pondered over what any of what had just happened could possibly mean. I didn't even realize I had drifted off to sleep until the sound of cannon fire and excited whispers around me.

Ok everyone, that's chapter 1! I know, I didn't quote everything, but that's tedious and time wasting. I know you all just want Jack to be all smexy anyhow, so don't worry doves. ;)

I realize that Im starting this in the middle of my Clopin fic (if any of you are reading that), and I apologize if youre hoping to read more of that. Soon my poppets, soon.

So Chapeter 2 will be up soon, leave comments and cronstructive criticism if any, but please, as said before, no flames. Thanks! 3