This is just a random story that I've been writing for a few months.(See! I can write by myself!)I guess I have a fetish for making people time travel. This was also written for my own entertainment (which is why I've used my name in a Fan Fiction again)so please ignore the stupid parts (like the fact that I can sail a schooner by myself). Ah...I was gonna say something else...Oh yea...

Disclaimer: All things Disney belong to the Mouse. Anything that you come across that doesn't have anything to do with the characters from the movie is mose likely mine. Characters such as Meg, Louise, Gracie and Jake the Cabinboy, are mine. The card game that pops up later in the story is my best friend's brother's game...that she taught to me (THANK YOU BETH!). Meg's cloak is mine...and...oh yes! Jack's coat! Haha, ok not really but I've make one that looks almost the exact same.Uh...any song lyrics, I'm gonna aknowlage (sp?) them in the spot at the bottom. Anywhosit (Beth I stole it) onto the lame tale!

Thunk! Megan groaned as she hit something hard. She opened her eyes but only closed them again for the sun was bright. Wait…sun? Last time Meg had checked she was in her bed and now…the deck of a ship. She looked up at the sails. There were two clean cream ones. And Celtic Crosses were carved everywhere. This was her ship, the Celtic Cross! Meg jumped up looking about her taking in the sea and her ship and even her own clothing. A white blouse, black pants, brown boots, brown coat, green cloak, and two belts: one across her chest and one around her waist. A dagger was in her right boot and a very stylish sword in her scabbard. Also in her belt was a pistol. Meg smiled and ran to the helm. Laughing she began to sing.

Yo ho, yo ho! A Pirate's life for me!

Noticing she wasn't going anywhere, Meg rolled her eyes and walked over to the anchor rope and began to pull it up. It was hard work but worth it. New skills were coming to the lady. She now knew how to weigh anchor, and steer her own ship. So, she pulled out a compass and turned the ship northwest.

After about an hour of sailing, it started to get dark. Meg chose to let down the anchor out of the way and go to sleep. In the morning, Meg woke up early. She found some fresh water and washed up. Then she began sailing again. The ocean was hers this fine day. Or so she thought.

"I don't eat I just devour, everyone in every hour. All is me, is all I need and that's all that I care." She sang. It was a song called Selfish Man by Flogging Molly, her favorite band of 2005. Little did Meg know in her carefree ways, she was being pursued. A large ship with black sails had seen her little ship and began closing in. Meg began to feel hungry so she went down to the little galley. There she found an apple and she took a bite. On the way back up the stairs, the Captain Girl saw the black sails. They were close. Even though her ship was small, it wasn't fast enough to out sail the other ship. Meg felt a familiar presence. She took out her spyglass and pointed it to the other ship. Meg just about jumped for joy when she saw who she was looking for, Captain Jack Sparrow. This new ship was in fact The Black Pearl! What would happen when they met? Meg's mind began racing. This was her favorite character in Pirates of the Caribbean.

"Perhaps the sea isn't such a cruel mistress?" she thought aloud.

Then for fun she broke into that song.

Next time out to sea

Bring enough soil to bury me

For I don't want my final jig

In the belly of a squid

Take my trousers, take my shirt

Just give me that sweet dirt

For the water's cold and grim

And I never did learn to swim

No her love never set me free

So I set off for the ocean

Now in my dreams she comes to me

Whispering of peace

But I've known since that day

That we sailed for Santiago

Her dry embrace would kiss my face

No never, no more

The sea is a cruel mistress

The sea is a cruel mistress

By this time, the Pearl was almost close enough to board. Meg decided not to put up a flag of truce but only to tie a rope to the helm and head down to the captain's quarters. Before she went down, she looked at Jack from the shadows and smiled. Pretending not to notice, Meg went into her quarters and stood behind her desk, staring out of the window with her hood up and munching on the apple. Within five minutes, she heard footsteps above deck and her heart beat quickened. To steady herself for what was about to happen, Meg closed her eyes. More footsteps telling Meg that they were descending the stairs. A creak of a door and a click of a gun being cocked. Meg turned around in a flash brandishing her own gun. Jack was taken aback. He stared at Meg for a moment. He unloaded his gun and set it back in his belt. Meg's calm eyes never left him, as she set down her own.

"Sorry," the Captain said as he tipped his hat. Meg nodded and pulled off her hood. Jack looked at her in awe.

"Meg?" he said almost breathlessly. She looked up at him confused.

"H-how do you know my name?" she responded. Jack smiled.

"You don't remember? 'Course not, you were only four." He sat on the edge of the desk still facing Meg who was staring at him, still very confused.

"Before your family died, I visited your home. I was best friends with your oldest brother," Jack still explained.

Meg looked at the floor remembering these events faintly. But how? Did she have another life here? What happened? She thought she lived in 2005. Jack babbled on about Meg's family and she was taking in every bit of it.

"…Then I heard something about you lost your memory and that, I believe, is why you don't remember me."

Meg looked down at the floor studying it design. She slowly began to nod.

"Jack…" she whispered.

"What love?"

"What happened to them…my family?"

Jack sighed.

"House fire. No one survived except you and your brother, Elijah."

"How?"

"You were on your brother's ship, and after that your lost your memory and your mind, he sent you to an orphanage were they cured you of your madness but not your memory."

He paused and noticed Meg staring at him. Jack smiled.

"Well, what can I do for you, lass?" he asked rather interested. Meg looked at the door, which was half-open.

"Nothing, Sparrow," she said simply. "You can start by leaving my ship."

"Captain Sparrow," Jack corrected. "And I'm afraid I can't leave you here by yourself."

Meg looked up at him.

"And why not?"

Jack smirked and Meg almost melted but regained herself by un-cocking her pistol and placing back in her belt.

"There's a really horrible storm headed this way," Jack said. "Thought you could use some help."

Meg looked at him warily.

"What is the matter, love?" Jack asked.

"I don't think that'll be necessary, thanks." She replied and walked back up to the deck. Meg was kicking herself mentally. Why had she just blown off Jack? She made her way back on to the deck but The Pearl was no where in sight. Will was standing there looking up at the sails. She was stuck with Jack and Will! Just then, he walked up onto the deck too.

"Well, I didn't expect you to say no," he protested. Meg turned around to face him.

"So I see…" she walked past him almost hitting his shoulder. Meg was dying. She couldn't stand being so mean to Jack but she couldn't just rush at him. That might scare him away. Meg took the rope off the helm and began steering turning the ship East. Jack looked up and walked over to her.

"So, where might we be going, Captain Meg?" he asked as he leaned on the railing.

"No where in particular," she replied giving him a small smile. She looked up at the clouds that were slowly darkening. Will sharpened his sword for the millionth time. Meg began to get bored of just sailing…something needed to happen. Thunder rumbled through the sky. Well, there was something, it would rain soon. The waves began to get higher and it was harder to control the ship. Will began to tighten ropes around the ship but Jack just stood there smiling at Meg who was desperately struggling with the ship.

"Here," he finally said and took hold of the helm. Meg was stuck between Jack and the wheel. He avoided some jagged rocks and other obstacles until the storm cleared away after half an hour. Meg was still clinging to the helm a little.

"You alright, love?" Jack asked and looked down at her. Meg nodded a little and ducked under his arm to escape. She walked about ten feet from him and turned back.

"Let down the anchor…we'll be stopping here for tonight…" she said and Will began to lower the weight. Meg looked over the edge of the rough waters for a moment and sighed. She couldn't believe that she was trapped on a ship in the middle of the Caribbean with William Turner and Captain Jack Sparrow.

"Captain?" Jack said as he came up behind Meg. She, in turn, jumped and spun around.

"Y-yes?" she stammered but hoped Jack didn't notice. She rubbed her eye and began to yawn.

"Best be heading to sleep, eh?" Jack suggested. Meg nodded.

"There's a few cots down below deck…" she said and wandered off to her quarters. Jack watched her as she went. Will came up beside him.

"Why are we here again?" he asked. Jack waited till Meg closed her door before he began speaking.

"Well, it was to see an old friend…" Jack nodded at the door. "But now, it seems to have grown into something more." Jack winked at Will who only nodded.

Meg paced her quarters for a moment until she sat down at her desk. She searched the drawers and found a leather bound journal. She also found a quill and some ink. So she began writing. She wrote about Jack and her feelings towards him…

After an hour of sitting at the desk, Meg's eyelids soon began to droop. She put away the quill, ink and journal. She then shed her cloak, coat, belts, and weapons, and rested her head on the tabletop. Then dreams came. Meg whimpered a few times and struggled against nothing all night.

In the middle of her dream, Jack came in. He saw Meg asleep at the desk. He smiled and walked over to it. The pirate carefully pulled out the chair and picked Meg up. She whimpered and clung onto Jack. He was a bit surprised. He walked over to the bed and set her back down on it. Meg let go after being set down. Jack pulled her boots off and covered her up. When he was about to kiss her forehead he stopped himself.

"What the hell and I doing?" he thought and shook his head. Jack walked back over to the chair and took Meg's weapons.

"Gosh I hate this bloody chapter...where are the writers, I'm gonna kill them!" Haha, yea...That was the biggest peice of mur-hur that I've every put up on here. But I hope you think it gets better. The songs were: "Yo ho, yo ho (A Pirate's Life for Me)" by X. Atencio & George Bruns, "Cruel Mistress" and "Selfish Man"by Flogging Molly. Please R&R!