Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Pride and Prejudice cast, or anyone from Pirates of the Caribbean. Though I do wish I owned Captain Jacket Sparrow.

Elizabeth Bennet breathed in the sea air and smiled. She was incredibly pleased to be able to take a vacation away from her Mother and sisters. She was even more pleased that her older sister Jane had been able to accompany her, on this excursion.

"Isn't it very sweet of dear, Mr. Collins to invite us to visit his Caribbean home?" Jane asked; interrupting Elizabeth's thoughts.

Elizabeth, turned to her innocent sister, and snorted. "Jane, you're too kind. Our dear cousin, is not doing anything out of the goodness of his heart, it's more like he's wife hunting," She paused letting the thought sink in, before adding, "It must be mating season in the Caribbean."

"Lizzie!" Jane exclaimed trying rebuked her, but failed by letting out a giggle. "That's a very indecent thing to say." She added.

Lizzie turned to Jane laughing. "You know it's true. If there wasn't a possible suitor involved, Mother wouldn't have allowed you out of her sight." Lizzie shook her head grinning, "You're the only hope she has. Lydia and Kitty can only be described, as flirtatious nitwits, there isn't a respectable man that would have them, and Mary was born to live in a convent, praying and reading all the time-"

"And, what about you Lizzie," Jane interrupted, "why wouldn't you attract a respectable man!" she demanded fiercely.

Lizzie threw her head back, and laughed. "Dearest Jane, I am not respectable, or conventional, a respectable man wouldn't come near me." She then reached out and placed a reassuring hand on her sister's arm. "Don't worry though, who knows, I might find me a pirate who loves me." She giggled.

Jane jerked away from her sister's hand and turned to face her. "Elizabeth Bennet! If you so much, as go near anything that resembles a pirate, I will-I will-I will marry Mister Collins!" She threatened.

"I might just have to find a pirate just so I can see him court you." Lizzie teased. "I remember him from a few Christmas's ago; he was always a greasy, toadish, man, and slimy too. Can you imagined if he touched you! What about after you were married-"

"Elizabeth! Hush!" Jane cried slapping a hand over her sister's mouth. "Be quiet! There are rough men on this ship, if they hear you, they might take you to be some kind of -" Jane looked around making sure there weren't any men around, "whore!" she whispered.

Lizzie removed her sister's hand, and laughed. She was about to respond, when a cabin boy, who couldn't have been more than twelve ran up, and tugged on the sleeve of Lizzie's dress.

"Ladies, the captain said to go below deck immediately, a pirate ship has been spotted, and it's coming this way!"


Captain Stone-Heart William Darcy, had once been a gentleman, he had once fancied himself in love with a beautiful woman name Elaina Norrington, but then he had found her with his best friend, Jack Wickham. He had had let Jack go with only a shallow cut over his chest where his heart was.

"That's so you will know a quarter of the pain I feel now." He had said, before tearing out of the tavern bedroom where he had found them.

"I should have stabbed his heart out, when I had the chance." He growled, as he watched the ship grow closer, and closer.

"Capin, will we be looting this ship, or are we attacking for a special reason?" Darcy's first mate, Mr. Devin Yancy, asked.

Darcy had met him, when he had pulled Darcy out of the gutter. Drunk and insane with grief, Darcy had been inconsolable, until he met Devin. He had recruited Darcy to work as a cabin boy, on a ship known, as the Persephone. It was that day he became a pirate.

"A special reason, we need information out of the captain. I am looking for a man known, as Jack Wickham, and my sources say that was the last ship he worked aboard." Darcy said, gripping the railing with all his might. Just his name had the power to send him into a rage like he had never felt before.

"Sir, what shall we do if we find this, ah, Jack Wickham?" Mr. Devin Yancy, asked?

Darcy turned to face him, and gave him a cold look. "Kill him!"

Okay, my first fic in a really long time. Read and review, so I'll know what you think.