"Can you tell me my dear why you would want to stow away on this ship? The Caribbean Sea is not a place for women, especially on a ship as notorious as mine," the Pirate Captain asked Jaclyn as he stood in the shadows of the ship. She stood still cold, hungry, tired and desperate. She was leaving so much, all with good reason of course but none the less she was leaving.

Her family wasn't appreciate of her, they just looked at her as if she were property and what assets they would gain when they married her off to some poor old sap on the verge of death. Of course they also expected her to bear his children even though the man was twice her age and then some. She couldn't bear the thought of an older man touching her caressing her. She wasn't going to stand for it, so she left and stowed away on this ship. She decided that she was going to be a free sprit and not be boggled down by any one thing. There was a whole world she has yet to see and what better way to do that then board a ship and set sail.

"Well can you answer me" the voice asked her.

"Yes sir... err... Captain," she had no idea how to respond to him.

"Well?"

"I had to get away."

"Away? Away from what? What was so bad at home that forced you to leave and jump aboard my ship?"

"I'd rather not say, lets just say I had my reasons" she replied in a defensive tone.

"You will answer me, seeing as how I am the Captain of this ship. You can't just take shelter here and expect there be no questions asked," he said this time sounding angry. "So I do insist you answer my question, if not it's off to the brig with you! Savvy?"

Jaclyn looked at the Pirate Captain, trying to see if she could see his face. "Well I'm not going to tell you. You can't just order me to tell you anything. Yes, I did get aboard your ship with out your permeation but I just have to leave Port Royal and go anywhere but here." Now she was angry, she felt the tears waling up in her eyes and a fire that was burning inside her. "I'm not your prisoner! Can you just take me somewhere, drop me off and leave it at that without knowing my story?"

"No, I can't comply with your wishes. Seeing as how you are the one who boarded my ship without my permission, so you are my prisoner! The Captain replied with a laugh.

"No you can't do this! I just want to get away!" Jaclyn exclaimed. By now the tears were streaming down her cold face like little blazes of fire. "You can't do this," she repeated and fell to the floor.

"Aye love but I can," he emerged from the dark shadows and the light hit his face. Jaclyn gasped at the man who was standing in front of her.

"You're…you're Jack Sparrow!"

"Captain…Captain Jack Sparrow if you please."

He lowered himself to her level to be face to face with her, he reached out his had to grab one of her dark brown curls. "So do tell me love what I want to hear from you."

"You disgust me" she exclaimed as she slapped his hand away from her curls.

"No! No! No! Not Good! I was starting to like you," he grabbed her by the arm and jerked her up to her feet and walked her down the stairs into the dark brig below deck. Jaclyn looked for a way to escape his grip but he was to strong for her, she was already tired form the journey. Then it came to her she unsheathes his sword from where it sat on his hip.

"You will let go of me," she yelled at him as she put the tip of the sword to his throat.

"That was not a good choice love," he responded as he took a step backwards and let go of the grip that he had on her.

"I don't see how it was a bad choice, the way I see it you have one of two choices," she said with a smile.

"Is that so" he grinned at her intrigued by what she said.

"Your first option is to die, and being so that you are in fact a pirate I'm sure you would have ill feelings towards this choice. Seeing as how it's not the opportune moment in your lifetime to die especially by the hand of a woman. That wouldn't look to good on your pirate record. You're second choice is to simply just let me go… savvy?

Jack began to laugh uncontrollably, "Well love, you see I can't comply with either." He grabbed Gibbs sword and clashed it against her leaving a little cut on the side of his neck. The battle was on "you underestimated me," Jack boasted. "You heard stories about me saying how I was the worst pirate anyone has ever heard of, how I would do nothing to harm a woman. This is true I would never harm a woman; I won't even harm you now. Just want to teach you a lesson about dear old Jack," he grinned as he stepped to his left. He knew by him stepping to the left it would cause her to lose the proper footing and put her between the door of the brig and him. His plan was working she was venerable, she had to be getting tired, the sword was heavy, and he could see it in her eyes. Her beautiful eyes they were blue like the sea that he so loved.

Then it happened she made on wrong move, he had her she dropped the sword. Jack pushed her into the brig and locked the door.

"You can't do this to me! It's not fair," she yelled at him behind the bars.

"Yes I can love. Like you said, it's not that opportune moment for me to die nor is it the moment for me to let you go. In time, I'm almost certain that you will grow to appreciate me. Savvy," he said as he was walking towards the stairs to go up on deck.

"I'll never appreciate you…you… scurvy dog," she replied back to him with a feeling of accomplishment for what she called him.

"In due time darling, in due time."

"Captain, are you sure you want to do this? You know its bad luck to bring a woman aboard ship," Gibbs asked as he followed Jack up the stairs.

"Yes I'm sure. It's not like I brought her aboard ship all by myself."

Jack walked over to the wheel of the ship and ran his hand across it. This is the best spot for him to think. There was a lot of thinking to be done. He had to figure out why this woman vexed him so. There was something about her that drew him in but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. Jack also knew there was something she was not telling dear old Jack. "What is she not telling me? What could it be," Jack muttered to himself.

When Jaclyn woke up the air smelt musty and like the sea. Why was this happening to her? Why was she stubborn, she could marry the older man if she didn't have to endure this horrible punishment life has given her. She was scared she didn't know what laid ahead for her. There was a noise. She jumped up from the noise.

"Who's out there," she called out.

No answer.

"Please, who's there? I'm hungry and cold. Can you help me? Please," she pleaded to who was ever out there.

Again there was no answer, just movement and a clinking noise like the person was messing with coins or something of that nature.

"Please, I need help," she said in a low tone with desperation and a little anger because the person wasn't answering her and it was frustrating her.

"It's just only me a humble pirate, looking at his beautiful booty," he replied as he walked into the light to gaze into her eyes. She looked so worn out and tired. He felt sorry for her at that moment.

"I beg your pardon," she exclaimed as she situated her dress, because it got messed up while she was sleeping.

"No need to be alarmed love," he held up his hand and a beautiful long gold chain with a dark blue gem at the bottom of fell and sat in place. "See, it's only my booty," he grinned at her.

"It's beautiful, but jewels will neither quench my thirst nor stop my hunger."

"Pardon me darling, but did I say this belonged to you?"

Jaclyn felt awkward for speaking out of turn but she was overwhelmed with hunger and didn't think before she spoke. All she knew was she needed to play his little game so that she could make her escape.

"Forgive me for speaking out of turn. I will comply with you on anything. Just tell me what it is you want." She said with a smile on her face.

"I told you love that you would warm up to me. So why the sudden change of heart," he questioned.

She looked at him and hesitated a moment. "I…I don't want us to get off on the wrong foot. I want to be able to please you. Plus you are also doing a good thing by getting me away from Port Royal."

"I am, am I? Well love, do tell me about it," Jack was intrigued as he asked his question.

"Will you let me out of this brig? I would love to tell you, but I don't want to be locked up in here.

"Fair enough love," he said as he reached for the key that was hanging on the wall. "Your not going to do something stupid are you, like jumping overboard?"

"No I'm not going to do something stupid like jumping overboard. I can't swim so I have no mind of jumping overboard."

"Good, then we shall be off to my quarters where we can dine and be alone love," he said as he guided her out of the brig. He put his hand on the small of her back to guide her to his quarters

As they walked into his quarters the room was filled with food. Jack's hand was still on the small of her back guiding her toward the table. He pulled the chair out from under the table for her to sit down.

"Well aren't we the gentleman?"

"Love, you have no idea. I can be the gentleman type. Just because I am a pirate doesn't I can't be every part of a gentleman," he grinned at her as he walked to his seat to sit down. "Would you like some rum?"

"Please."

Silence filling the room. Jaclyn looked around the room it was a bit simple and manly. She liked it. There was a huge window that looked out over the Caribbean. "That is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, it takes my breath away. I can see why you like to be on the high seas," she said as a desperate attempt to take his mind off from what she was supposed to tell him.

"Yes, it is breath taking. But love you did promise me your story."

"Yes, I suppose I did." Jaclyn wondered if she should tell the truth or make up a story. She hates to feel venerable, and can't risk feeling that way now.

She took a drink of the rum before she began her story. "I guess the best place to begin is in the beginning. This all started about a year ago. I come from a well to do family and they believe in arranged marriages, they feel as if it was my duty to the family and I should be honored to do it. The man that they chose for me was more than twice my age and I was suppose to bare his children. I couldn't do that to myself. I'm just the free spirit type I couldn't do this," she took another drink of rum. It filled her body with a fire that was uncontrollable. She has never felt something like that before. She enjoyed it; it also gave her more courage than anything else. "Then it came to the time for the wedding and the night before I went for a walk to the docks to clear my head. That's when I got the crazy notion to stow away on a ship. Then I saw your ship, of course I had no idea it was your ship but I still got on it. The rest of the story you know."

"Now darling that wasn't so hard to tell me was it," he replied as he refilled her cup.

"No, but now you know too much about me. This gives you a power over me that nobody else has, and I'm not so sure that's a good thing. You're just so… so captivating. There is something that draws me to you." Realizing what she just said she put her hand over her mouth.

Jack looked at her in disbelief; he had no idea if what she said was true. If it were true then he did have her in his grasp. Then again, she had no idea that she herself was captivating. Jack Sparrow was vexed by her and from the sounds of it she was vexed by him.

Jaclyn got up from where she was sitting. After what she just had admitted to him out loud she couldn't just sit there. What was she going to do to fix this? Oh my, what did I just say? There is no way of taking that back, yes it was true, there was something about Captain Jack Sparrow that has my mind controlled. Then again I have had a lot of rum that could be the root of the problem. Truth be told its not. I have felt this way from the very moment I first saw him. She walked over to the window and looked out it, wishing she had never said those things, wishing she could go back and have never gotten on this wretched ship. "I wish I did the noble thing and married that man," she muttered to herself.

"Pardon me? What was that you just said," Jack questioned.

"Nothing," her voiced trailed off.

Jack got up and walked towards where she was standing. He reached out to comfort her but hesitated. Then he decided to walk to the other side of her. "Well love. I personally believe you made the right decision in not marrying him. If you're a free spirit you're a free spirit. Like I say 'take everything and give nothing back' it's just easier to live life that way," he said in attempt to comfort her.

"Oh Jack! I have been so stupid. Running away from my problems and not facing them like a woman should. Why did I do this to myself," she cried out as she turned and buried her face into his chest.

Jack was a bit taken back by this he had one of two options here, he could take advantage of the situation like any normal pirate would do or he could be a gentleman and just comfort her. "Your not going to make this easy on me are you love," he whispered into her ear.

The sunlight was burning a hole into his eyes; Jack sat up in the bed and looked around. That was interesting extremely interesting. What was that? The thought went racing through his mind. Who was she? Why has she chosen his dreams to impose on? He looked over to his hand where an empty bottle of rum was held tight in his grip. "Oh, there is the culprit to my weird dream. Jack dear old boy you have got to lay off the rum mate," he muttered to himself.