Summary: Bella and her parents were on a ship bound for New York. Bella had been dreaming about falling in love with a handsome captain. She also wished to encounter pirates on the high seas. Her wishes are granted. Their ship was hijacked by pirates and she falls for the handsome pirate captain.

She had never encountered a man as handsome as Captain Edward Cullen. His strong physique, and his sparkling green eyes left her feeling weak. Part of her resents him because his life was filled with all the adventures she was deprived of because of her sex, but his touch ignited a yearning for forbidden intimacies. She knew no good could come of letting the pirate's charms seduce her, but her body cannot deny the sensual feelings which courses through her every time she thinks of him or the passion that has been unleashed in her dreams.

Common sense and self-preservation cautions Edward against having a relationship with Bella, but he cannot control the emotions she has awakened in him. He decided to have one night with her. One night of lovemaking that they would never forget. Will they be able to let each other go at the end of the voyage?

Disclaimer: Twilight belongs to Stephanie. All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.

London, January 1716

"Papa is home." I jumped off the settee, picked up the hem of my dress and hurried out of the room. As soon as I was out of sight, I ran down the hallway.

"Isabella, ladies do not run like little hooligans." My mother called after me.

"Sorry, Mama." I stopped running, but I took long steps.

"Papa, did you get them?" I asked excitedly.

"Yes my dear." He handed me a flyer and the tickets. I was almost jumping up and down. I clasped them to my chest and smiled from ear to ear. His smile was just as big, and his eyes were dancing with suppressed laughter.

"Let's take them to your mama."

He gave me a conspiratorial wink. My mama was very strict about deportment and being ladylike while my papa enjoyed my high-spirited behavior. Mama often complained about the way I behaved. I can't count how many times I had heard her say, "Isabella; you will never find a husband if you do not settle down and enjoy more ladylike pursuits, such as music, needlepoint, and drawing."

"Renee, I bought passage for the new ship, which will be sailing in April."

"I hope the voyage is not as bad as I had heard. There are such terrible stories about seasickness and other diseases aboard a ship."

"You don't have to worry about that. We would have our own private suite on the upper deck, and I've heard they will engage the services of a surgeon for the duration of the voyage. It would be like one big party from the time we board ship until we get to New York, and I am confident that this new ship will make it to New York safely."

"I hope so."

"To make the trip more comfortable, I also bought three tickets so we could take one of your maids and two other servants. You'll have to decide whom to take."

"Charles that is an excellent idea."

He turned to me. "Bells, I don't have to ask if you're excited about the trip."

"Papa, it will be a great adventure. I hope we see pirates."

"Believe me, you don't want to encounter pirates."

"Pirate stories are so romantic; look at Sir Francis Drake, Sir Walter Raleigh, Sir John Hawkins, Sir Humphrey Gilbert and Sir Richard Grenville. Sir Walter Raleigh was one of Queen Elizabeth's favorite courtiers."

"Technically he was a privateer. I spent my career trying to keep the Channel free from attacks from pirates and privateers from Spain, France and the Dutch."

"What's the difference between a pirate and a privateer?"

"Privateers were lawful pirates who were authorized by their government and sovereign to attack the treasure ships of enemy nations. The English government issued 'letters of marque' to pirates which licensed them to plunder enemy ships. Letters of marque and reprisal distinguished those ships from unauthorized pirate ships. The privateers thus became auxiliaries to the navy. The 'letters of marque' prevented privateers from being charged with piracy, which was an offence ordinarily punishable by death. The Elizabethan Pirates, or Privateers shared their profits with Queen Elizabeth. Raiding the Spanish treasure fleet who sailed around the Spanish Main was highly profitable. That's how Sir Francis Drake became one of the richest men in Elizabethan England, and England received some much need wealth. Most of the pirates operated around the Caribbean and the Spanish Main. Sometimes they're called Buccaneers."

"Are they still pirates and buccaneers in the Caribbean?"

"Yes, but not as much as before."

"Charles, don't indulge her. You know once she gets an idea in her head; she never lets it go."

It was finally happening. We were going to New York. I was giddy with excitement. My friends and I had seen the posters for the new ships going to The Colonies and had talked incessantly about going on a voyage. The prospect of going to a different country had us all buzzing with excitement and foolish girlish dreams about dashing captains and onboard romances. I had heard about the savage Indians and the ruthless pirates, but that only added to the excitement for me. A sea voyage and life in the New World seemed like one long adventure. I looked at the copy of the flyer and thought about what a wonderful trip this was going to be.

FOR NEW YORK

The splendid new first class brig

DESTINY

(Captain Michael Newton)

Is intended to sail for the above Port on the 28th day of April.

This vessel is high, and roomy between decks, will be comfortably fitted up for Passengers and have an abundant supply of Water and Fuel put on board for the voyage. Persons wishing to engage their passage in this fast sailing ship will require to make immediate application.

Apply to Mr. Robert Smith

FREE PASSAGE TO LIVERPOOL

Even the name of the ship was perfect–Destiny. There could not have been a better name for our ship. That night I dreamed about falling in love with a dashing buccaneer or a handsome captain.

The next morning, my maid, laid out a beautiful dusty rose dress in taffeta for me to wear, but I had other ideas. I snuck into my brother, Jasper's, room and searched through his trunk. Then I slipped out of my robe and donned the clothes I had borrowed. I walked to the dining room and stood in the doorway.

"Ahoy! Mama and Papa" I raised Jasper's fencing sword as if I was about to attack someone.

My father put down his paper and burst out laughing. Mama looked up from her breakfast. The expression on her face was priceless. She looked horrified. She was pale as a ghost. I had also done the impossible. I had rendered her speechless. Her mouth was hanging open for a full minute before she spoke.

"Isabella Marie Swan, go to your room and don't come back until you're dressed like a young lady."

"Aye, aye, captain," I said and left the room, but I stood in the hallway eavesdropping.

"Charles, this is all your fault. You filled her head with all that nonsense about pirates. Now she's decided to dress as a boy. It's indecent. Scandalous. Didn't I tell you not to encourage her?"

"Renee, she's only having a bit of fun. It's harmless. She's excited about the trip."

I stifled my giggles and went back to my room.

Mary was putting some clothes in my press when I burst into my room. "Miss Isabella!" She was just as shocked as Mama. "The mistress will have a fainting spell if she sees you." I looked down at the breeches, and the white ruffled shirt I was wearing and burst into another peal of giggles. These clothes were extremely comfortable. Definitely not as restricting as the clothes a young lady has to wear. I sighed at the injustice of it all. Boys get to have all the fun.

"You should have seen her face." My mother does not approve of my being friendly with the servants, but Mary and I were the same age, and we were milk siblings, so I treated her like a sister and best friend when we were alone. We laughed until tears were streaming down our faces. Finally, I pulled myself together. Mary helped me get into my dress and did my hair, making me look like the dignified young lady my mother wished I would be at all times. I decided I had tested my mother's constitution enough for today, so I walked sedately into the dining room and took my place at the table. Mama took a quick glance in my direction, she turned up her nose as if she saw or smelled something unsavory, then she ignored me. I glanced at my father and saw the twinkle in his eyes. I knew he was not angry with me, and that made all the difference. I couldn't wait for April.

A/N - Milk siblings are children breastfed by either a woman who is the mother of one of the two babies, or by someone other than their biological mother, the latter a practice known as wetnursing - Sibling - (http:)/.(org/wiki/Sibling

Idea for the flyer for the Swan's ocean voyage was taken from - (www.)(finnvalley.)(ie/history/emigration/

Famous Elizabethan-era Pirates - (www.).(uk/famous-elizabethan-pirates.)htm