Disclaimer: I do not own any of the POTC characters just Dana.

This chap is Jack's POV but I think the rest will be Dana's, might throw in a couple of Jack's.

Fire and Ice

Some say the world will end in fire,

Some say in ice.

From what I've tasted of desire

I hold with those who favour fire.

But if it had to perish twice,

I think I know enough of hate

To say that for destruction ice

Is also great

And would suffice.

Chapter 1- The Sparrow

The Black pearl…

The only thing that I love in this world… well apart from Dana.

Dana…

Wait! No! it's just an intense attraction to my best friend! Oh how I miss her… in a normal way that a friend misses their friend. I'll go home and see her soon. But then again I said I'd go back for her and bring her with me. That was seven years ago. How times flies, I bet she's mad at me. I suppose I best get a move on. "Master Gibbs, set sail for Shipwreck Cove!"

"Shipwreck cove, Jack? What we wan' be goin' ther' for?"

"I left something behind." Gibbs looked a bit concerned but got to work shouting orders. I returned to my cabin in search of some rum. Hours later Gibbs came bursting through my door.

"Jack!"

"What is it?"

"We've been boarded!" I jumped up from my chair.

"What?" I shouted whilst trying to focus on the real Gibbs. Once my eyes focussed I barged past Gibbs and swayed all the way to the deck, where a large crowd of unfamiliar pirates stood. I swaggered up to them as they stared at me expectantly. "Well, wher's ye cap'n?" They parted to reveal a small woman with her back turned towards me. Flame red hair cascaded from beneath her black leather hat. Her white linen shirt hung loosely to her feminine figure being pulled up at the front to reveal a sparrow tattoo at the base of her spine. A red sash was draped around her hips above her black shorts that revealed her perfectly tanned legs and bare feet. "Oi! You! Cap'n! Nice ink!" A magical jingling sound erupted from her lips as she laughed.

"Well! Well! Well! Jack Sparrow!" she said as she began to turn around my eyes locked onto her dark brown orbs. "You haven't changed a bit." Her smile widened on her face as she saw the confusion in my eyes.

"Dana?" I whispered.

"Miss me?" she giggled. You have no idea how much.

"Maybe." She squealed and ran at me, pushing me to the floor.

"Ooooo," she moaned as she lay on top of me. "Is that your pistol or are you happy to see me?" she giggled.

Okay… maybe she does have an idea how much I've missed her… NOT GOOD!

Dana's POV

Jack Sparrow…

What can I say about Jack Sparrow?

He's the world's most famous sex machine. The biggest thief known to man. He constantly lives in the tavern. My best friend. But most importantly the man I love… he just doesn't know it. We've known each other since we were four. I watched him grow into a pirate like his father for sixteen years, but it never dawned on me that he would leave me and run away to the sea.

"I'll come back and take you with me," he had said… that was seven years ago, and not a day has gone by that I haven't thought of him. Shipwreck Cove isn't the same without him. When my parents died Captain Teague took me in and cared for me as one of his own. In these past seven years he has taught me how to protect myself, taught me the value of trust and honesty. He said " a dishonest man you can always trust to be dishonest. It's the honest ones you wanna watch out for, cuz you never know when they are going to do something completely stupid." I'm so glad he's one of the dishonest ones. When he retired he gave me his ship to do what I wanted with. I painted the brown wood black and hung black sails to match. I renamed it the Passero and gathered a crew before setting sail to pillage and plunder, rifle and loot. I made quiet a name for myself. Captain Dana Ransone. Most people new me as Captain Ransone because if they knew I was a woman then I would lose the fear that my name brought. I was known for being the scariest pirate ever. I don't think I'm scary… I just don't like bullshit and rid my ship of people not worthy to step foot on the Passero. Thus meaning that everyone knew my name and feared it. What would Jack think if he knew Captain Ransone was me? I wonder if he's afraid of me.

"Cap'n there is a ship ahead, black sails. Must be pirates." I heard pulling me out of my own thoughts. I turned to see my first mate, Jonathan, looking at me concerned. I pulled out my looking glass and spotted the ship in the distance.

"Pull up along side and run out the guns."

"Aye Cap'n." I heard him bark out my orders and was thankful that we came across another ship as we were drastically running out of supplies. As we got closer the ship became more focussed. Oh shit! Not just any ship. The Black Pearl! Just my luck. Why did it have to be Jack? I still wasn't sure how I felt about him. I knew I loved him and wanted to see him, but would I kiss him or kick him when I saw him. Whilst in the midst of this new day dream we pulled up along side the pearl. My crew boarded the desolate ship with pistols drawn. Just as I was about to go to the Captain's cabin an old man came up the stairs. I think it's safe to say he about had a heart attack. I shoved my pistol in his face.

"An' who be you?" I questioned.

"Gibbs, the first mate."

"Well Gibbs, go and bring Jack out here." I forced out trying to seem menacing. Gibbs shuffled back down the stairs and I moved to wait by the mast, my crew surrounding me waiting to see if there would be a fight. My thoughts swamped me. What would Jack look like now? Would he recognise me? What if he couldn't? Should I tell him?

"Well? Wher's ye cap'n?" My heart began to beat a million times a minute. "Oi! You! Cap'n! Nice ink!" This made me laugh. Same old Jack. His love of women and tattoos still hadn't changed.

"Well! Well! Well! Jack Sparrow!" I said as I turned around to face him, my eyes locking onto his. I got lost in the dark brown depths that seemed to capture my very soul. "You haven't changed a bit." My smile widened as he looked at me confused.

"Dana?" he whispered.

"Miss me?" I giggled. I really hope he says yes. Oh how I have missed you.

"Maybe." I squealed and ran at him, pushing him to the floor.

"Ooooo," I moaned as I lay on top of him.. "Is that your pistol or are you happy to see me?" I giggled. I think he has definitely missed me… even if he won't admit it.

A/N: woooo! This is my first POTC fanfic so please forgive if it isn't very good. R&R guys XD