Anamaria was depressed. Her ship had been taken by Jack, and he'd left too. Her few liasons with him had marked her out as one of the Navy's main targets, meaning she was just as famous as him now. Huh. The pirate lass picked up a rum bottle and swigged from it. She wasn't a hundred percent she wanted to be known as 'Jack Sparrows woman/partner' as the Wanted posters declared. Sure, she'd been with Jack, but she wasn't anyones woman! Ana was free.

Well, that's what she thought. For so long, Anamaria had been loved and adored by the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow, and she had loved him back with all her heart. Then he had to go and steal her ship, didn't he? Oh yeah, Jack always ruined things. Especially for Anamaria.

Captain Jack Sparrow sat upon the Pearl's deck, looking around with marvel at his new crew. Gibbs, Cotton, Marty, and so many other scallywags willing to join his crew. Jack's chocolate coloured eyes roamed around the ship, from the sails to the railing stopping any man from diving into the sea and to Davy Jones locker.

Jack had sunk the Jolly Mon, the ship he had stolen from Anamaria, and the need to get himself a new ship presented itself to him on a bright silver platter. In all honesty, he had expected to find his Anamaria on the crew to help get his ship back from that bloody Barbossa. Jack rolled his eyes and swaggered over to the edge of the ship, looking down into the sea. Where had Anamaria been? The last he remembered, he was sailing away on her ship while she stared after him in anger and fury. That had been one of the most difficult decisions of his life, leaving and taking her ship. Still, he was Captain Jack Sparrow! He had to be free. Jack knew how he'd raised Anamaria's 'Must be Caught' status within the Navy, just by her being with him. But Anamaria never got caught, right? It was in her nature, like it was in Tia Dalma's nature to be as cold and cruel as the sea. You never really knew with Ana, though. Jack looked up from the water, resolution on his face.

"Mr Gibbs! We have a need to visit Tortuga." Jack ordered, watching Gibbs scurry towards the wheel.

"Any reason, Captain?" Gibbs asked, quickly spinning the wheel and heading back in the direction they'd left behind.

"Aye, mr Gibbs. I have someone I left behind, most unceremoniously. I may have had, stirrings."

Jack replied, walking away and climbing up the rigging.

Gibbs rolled his eyes and continued sailing the ship. Jack was mad. He'd get them hung one day.

It was dark. The back streets were lit with a dim lamppost, illuminating the form of a dark skinned lass. The girl was walking with a sway in her step, influenced by alcohol. Anamaria staggered down the street, everything blurred. She walked a few steps, and tripped headlong into a stack of buckets. Damn. Ouch. Anamaria swore loudly, sitting up and rubbing her head. At least the fall had sobered her up a little.

Consequently, Anamaria's fall had alerted a red uniformed soldier sat on watch in the alcove of a front door. He was on guard, and wasn't really expecting any alerts tonight. That was until he heard the clash from outside and around the corner. The young lad jumped up and ran around to the side, where he got the shock of his life. A bloody pirate! The one they'd been looking for for so long! So, Norrington suggesting that they place a few guards in Tortuga had been a good idea after all! He'd found her!

While he was revelling, Anamaria had noticed the guard in front of her. She frowned and stood up, turning heel and running as fast as she could in her semi drunken state. Fighting was useless- she could barely see when drunk, let alone draw a sword!

The young officer, Jimmy, turned tail and ran after the pirate, raising his sword. When he was within striking range, the lad turned his sword and hit the back of Anamaria's head with the handle on his sword. Upon impact, Anamaria instantly fell to the ground, rolling over in the dirt, coming to a stop at the feet of another Navy soldier who had ran onto the scene.

"Good work, Jimmy. You've assisted in the capture of a dangerous criminal," came the voice from above Ana's head. The voice of Commodore James Norrington.

AN: I've left Ana's Birthday alone now, it was dead ended. No one bothers reviewing. Review, please! Or I threaten to shoot a very savvy pirate next chapter. *runs away from screaming fangirls*