"Haha!" Jennifer cired as she fought off the sailor. They were never going to get her. "Oh, c'mon ye blokes, ye can fight better than tha', can't ya?"

She fought fiercely on the Indepdance, the British trade ship they were looting. There was no other high than that of taking from the government.

Jennifer was just about to kill the captain when...

Jennifer sat straight up in bed, and rubbed her hands over her face. I have to stop dreaming about pirates.

She let her hands fall in her lap and looked around the room she was staying. These stupid pirate dreams started two weeks ago when she returned to the Caribbean to visit her cousin Elizabeth, who was marring some blacksmith. Why she would marry a blacksmith when she had Norrington completly befuddled her.

There was a knock at the door then Elizabeth called, "Jennifer, are you up?"

"Yes, of course." Jennifer said, climbing out of bed and pulling on a robe.

"Oh good." Elizabeth said, coming in. She was wearing a lovely dress with a bit of lace around the low neck, and intracate bead work down the front. "I need you to get dressed now and come down staris. I need you to meet a very important man." Elizabeth said, then turned back around and left. Moments later a maid came in with a lovely dress.

With a corset.

"It used to be Miss. Swann's." The maid explained as she helped Jennifer out of her night cloths.

"Why doesn't she ware it anymore?" Jennifer asked as the maid pulled the underdress of her head.

"I don't know, Miss Jennifer." The maid said, pausing to think on it a bit. "But we had it all cleaned just for you."

"You mean it was dirty. How long ago did she wear it?" Jennifer asked, as the corset strings were pulled tight, causing her to lose her breath for a moment.

"Oh, I don't remember. It was some time ago. I think it was a few weeks before Mister Turner proposed. But not to worry, we got out all the salt."

"What?" Jennifer exclaimed as she whipped around to face the maid, holding her hands up. "Mister Turner proposed to Elizabeth nearly six months ago."

"Yes, that sounds about right."

"And you just washed it?"

The maids green eyes widened, "oh, no, Miss Jennifer! We've been washing it since. Washing, then mending. It takes a very long time to get all the salt out of such a dress as this." The maid said, holding the dress in her hands.

Jennifer closed her eyes and took the deepest breath she could, which wasn't that deep. When she opened her eyes she said, "Why was it covered in salt anyway?"

"She fell in the ocean." The maid said, like it was a reaccuring think for Elizabeth Swann to fall into the ocean wearing her dress and corset.

"She fell in the ocean? And how did she manage to do that?" Jennifer said, not moving closer to the maid. Knowing if she did the maid would just put the dress ove her head.

"I heard she was talking to Commadore Norrington, and he pushed her. But she said that she fell in. She fell just after he proposed to her." The maid said in a whisper, like it was some sort of scandle.

"The Commadore proposes to her, and she chooses a blacksmith." Jennifer said, rolling her blue eyes.

"She loves Mister Turner thought, Miss Jennifer." The maid said, pulling the dress down the length of Jennifer's body. "Don't you know what it's like to be in love?" She asked, making her way back up, picking at the dress, and straightening out wrinkles as she went.

"No, nor do I wished to be just yet. I want to wait for a while." Jennifer said, then walked away from the maid to sit at the vanity. Though she was nearly 27, she didn't wish to get married. Or have children. She just wanted to be left alone to do what she wanted. Which varied from day to day. But her father was starting to worry. With her being 27, she wasn't exactly the young 23 of Elizabeth. And men tended to be shallow when it came the age of the woman he had chosen.

"You'll find some one special that you can't keep your mind off of soon, Miss Jennifer." The maid said, then quietly set about to doing Jennifer's hair.

Not too long after that, Jennifer made her way gracefully down the stairs to the veranda were they were having tea. Elizabeth, Will and a strange man with trinkets in hair that was a mess on top of a dark head. There was a hat sitting on the empty chair, which she assumed to be his. He wore dirty cloths, and there was a long coat draped over the back of the chair.

Elizabeth smiled when she saw Jennifer walk out on the veranda. "Oh, Jenni, you look marvalous in that dress!" Elizabeth said, standing and walking over to her. Elizabeth linked arms with Jennifer and turned to the strange man. "Jack, I am pleased to present the lovely Miss Jennifer Naughton. Jennifer, this is Captain Jack Sparrow. I thought it best that you two meet since he is the bestman."

This Captain Jack Sparrow stood and bowed low before Jennifer and grabbed her hand, "A pleasure meeting you Miss Naughton."

Jennifer pulled her hand back as she said, "I assure you the pleasure is ENTIRELY yours!" Jennifer said, staring at him mencingly. Then turned around and stormed back up to her room.

Jack stood there baffled, not knowing what he did. Elizabeth stared after her, shocked. And Will said, "Well, I didn't expect her to do that. She was poliet to me, even while she said that Elizabeth didn't deserve me." Then he took a drink of his tea.

Elizabeth, still shocked, sat back down at gestured for Jack to follow. "I'm terribely sorry, Jack. I didn't think she was going to act like that."

"Tha's all righ' luv. Ta be honest, I really didn't e'en think she would take me hand." He said with that wonderful smile of his, and sipped the tea, trying not to make a face of disgust.

"I just, I don't know what got into her. I told her she would be meeting you."

"Did ya happen ta tell her tha' I was a pirate?" Jack asked, raising a brow. He set the small tea cup down because it felt weird in his hand. He didn't really like spending time with Elizabeth and Will, mainly because they all always spent time here in Port Royale. They couldn't ever go to Tortuga, because they had to much to do with the wedding and all, that's what Elizabeth said. But didn't bother him as much as he wanted it to. If he ever needed help or a place to rest, or just to be near friends who really cared for him, he could always come here.

Elizabeth licked her lips and looked down at her lap. "Well, it may have slipped my mind." She said, bitting her lip. She knew how Jennifer felt about pirates, she just didn't think it was going to be like this. She all but spit in Jack's face. "Maybe I should go talk to her." Elizabeth said, then excused herself.

"Will, do ye happen ta have anythin' stronger than this here tea?" Jack asked, once he knew Elizabeth was out of ear shot.

Will laughed a bit, and said, "Of course Jack, I was thinking of you and a bought a bottle for ya." Will said, then reached down to the bag that was concealed from Elizabeth and pulled out a bottle of rum, with Jack's name on it.

Jack smiled like a child and said, "Thank ya, mate." Then popped the top and took a deep drink.

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