Chapter One – Stranded

"It's been three days and no one has been bothered to fund us," groaned Jack as he reached for the bottle again. The sun beat down hard on him. Water trickled down his face.

"You're giving up after three days?" startled Elizabeth, who sat up quickly and faced Jack, who happened to be lying on his back, on the sand.

"I didn't care in the first place. You heard that story of how I got off this island last time didn't you? No word of offices in fancy pants uniform, rescuing me. Nope, I didn't think so," he tipped the bottle to his mouth, but it ran over his cheeks, rather than into his mouth.

"So we just give up then?"

"Got it in one, savvy."

"What are we meant to do to pass time!" exclaimed Elizabeth as she flailed her arms around.

"One word," he sat up to face her, "…drink…and play games," he brought out his hand that held the alcohol.

"That's four words, actually."

"Come on, have some fun. Let go for once."

The offer was intriguing to Elizabeth but she took a moment to think the offer threw. Her choice was made. She grabbed a hold of the bottle with her soft, pink hands, smirked at Jack (who happily replied with a large smile across his face and with his eyes closed), put the containers to her lips and poured the substance into her mouth. The liquid ran through her instantly and she let out a breath of release.

"That's my girl," Jack celebrated and as he did, he fell back and dug his back into the sand.

By the time the sun had gone under the sea and the stars were all alight, Jack and Elizabeth were at a stage of unintelligible giggles and a state of much relaxation.

"Okay, okay," began Elizabeth, "I've never…seen a naked man, or at least, seen a man naked."

"Never?"

"Never," she smiled in her drunken way. Jack knelt up from the sand and made his way towards her, taking a big gulp of rum and tugged his coat at her. She lent back in laughter.

"Well, I have," he replied.

"Stop it," she laughed as he got closer, "when exactly was this? For I do not believe that you have."

"If I am correct, I believe that I happen to be a man."

"I wouldn't be so sure on that one Jack."

"Well let's take a look then."

Elizabeth pushed Jack slightly and he fell back into the (still) warm sand, "keep dreaming," she giggled. Jack raised his hand," okay, now it's my turn…I've never…seen you naked," he pointed at Elizabeth and lifted his head to look at her.

"And you never will," she crawled over to him, "…I've never…hmm…gone skinny dipping," she looked at him with a large smile.

"Well there can be a first for everything," Jack answered. There was a moment of silence, but eventually Elizabeth spoke, "alright then."

Jacks eyes widened, "what?"

"Alright then. I'll do it," she exclaimed. She grabbed the bottle that stood next to her and ran to the edge of the sea. Standing for a moment, she moved her hands to the back of her garment and began to untie the bow at the back of it. Soon enough her dress lay on the floor.

"You don't wear anything underneath?!" Jack exclaimed.

"That was my underwear," she replied. Jack could just about make out her winking and she then made her way into the water.

"Hey hey hey! Wait for me!" he yelled, picking himself up from the ground.