I watched with amusement, leaning against the wall with my arms crossed.

"Ye shaggy dog," the chubby man roared, bringing his fist in the air with precision. "Speak ye las' words before I kill ye. An' be quick I've not much time."

"Wait!" Jack yelped, eyeing the fist. "You misunderstood what you saw. I've a wife, I'm not interested in your… err, woman. She's not my type, mate. Why don't we jus' go our separate merry ways, eh? "

"A wife ye say?" The man said sarcastically. "An' where she be now, ye lying cad? Le' me guess, she's not 'ere because ye 'aven't got on. Yer a dead man, Jack Sparrow an' it be a pleasure to be the one to finish ye off. "

I could tell he struggled to go about without making amendments to his name. Jack scanned the tavern for any escape route and unfortunately our eyes met. I was the escape route.

"Angelica! That be her. Tell him I'm telling the truth," he said, pleading me with his eyes to play along.

I smiled at him sadistically. "Do give him a black eye, sir, he deserves it. And no, I'm not his wife. But, he has a woman at every port and asked your woman if she wanted to go upstairs with him."

"Thank you very much," he scowled at me.

"You welcome."

He escaped the fist just in time and I couldn't help but feel disappointed. Lucky bastard.

He punched the chubby man in the face, groaning as his knuckles turned red. Now he definitely asked for it.

I sat on a chair flinging my legs on the table, taking a sip from my mug, following the fight with my eyes. Off course Jack won, wiping the man out with a bottle, but he did struggle to manage that.

His angry gaze found me.

"What?" I asked innocently and took another drink of my wine.

"What?" He repeated, clearly agitated. "I could've got out of that, lovely. You did this on purpose."

I placed my fingers on my chin as if thinking really hard. "Yes, yes I have," I concluded. "And know what?"

"What?" He snapped.

I leaned in as though I was about to open a secret, "I'm proud with myself… Although I expected him to kill you."

"You've so much faith in me… Still upset for leaving you, is that it?" He asked with a suggestive smirk.

"Hardly," I replied with a scoff. I finished the rest of my drink and stood up to leave. But I couldn't leave without insulting him, could I? "I'm glad to be off your mangy excuse for a boat, Captain. Oh, and it's especially relieving to be rid of your stupid jokes. "

I made way to the door and stopped in front of it, adding, "And get that stupid grin off your face Jack, it doesn't suit you." Then I slammed the door shut behind me. A classy exist, if you ask me.

I heard shouts outside a few seconds after she left, then the door burst open and I was forced to raise my hands up in surrender. My sword and pistols were taken off me and I was locked in chains.

"First the Spanish she-devil then, you, a navy with bloody rifles. My evening has been ruthlessly spoiled and I am not happy I tell you," I commented as I and Angelica were dragged along.

"Will you shut up?!" She snapped, "You're not helping and I am sure as hell you will lose your tongue quite soon. Not that it's a bad thing," she added.

"I'm trying to start a conversation here and if someone's not helping the situation it's you," I said in a hushed voice, "we need to be friendly and set a good impression."

"Our wanted posters are all over the town," she stated matter-of-factly.

I mimicked her under my breath and she looked at me from the corner of her eye.

She stuck her foot out suddenly and I tripped onto the ground. "Watch your step," she advised flatly.

I scowled, attempting to get to her, but I was pulled to my feet by one of the soldiers.

"If anyone says a word more you will be shot without warning," one of the soldiers said with a strong Spanish accent, poking his rifle against my back hard enough to bruise.

We walked the rest of the way without speaking until we reached the prison. Places like that are more than just familiar to me. What can I say? I'm Captain Jack Sparrow.

I was pushed in first, quite roughly in fact. Then Angelica was pushed into me and we stumbled to the floor.

"Watch it!" I yelled, "We will give you the satisfaction of seeing two pirates getting hung tomorrow. Where is your leniency upon that account?"

The slam of a door echoed through the silence of the prison as it was shut. It looked like they hung every bloody prisoner in here.

Angelica let out a gasp behind me and pulled herself onto the caged window. I illuminated the floor with the lantern that hung above my head and a mass of rats scattered into different directions, squeaking displeasingly.

I shuddered in disgust as I grabbed my hat off the floor, saying musingly, "I have a feeling I will not enjoy this night."

It was damp and water droplets dripped from the ceiling incessantly, extending an irritating echo and causing a shiver to run down my spine.

I shoved her stretched legs off the sill to make some space and settled next to her.

"Do you mind?" she growled.

"You can't blame me for making the mistake of letting you obtain the best spot; neither can you blame me for wanting to stay away from… those," I said dramatically, flaring my arms towards the floor, then I changed my tone to normal, "You don't happen to have a knife on you?"

She looked at me with disinterest before looking out of the window.

It fell silent and I cleared my throat, leaning towards her.

He cleared his throat and inched closer to me with a guilty look on his face.

"We will supposedly die tomorrow," he started in a way as if he's going to make a long speech, "And I was thinking that we should spend our last night accordingly."

I frowned. "I don't like your tone because I remember it very well."

He brought his hands up in surrender. "Nothing dirty, I promise. Just… talk to me."

I gave him a skeptical look and gazed back out of the window, "Do you have any ideas how we could get out of here?" I asked.

"Not really."

"Then I don't want to talk," I jumped to the floor reluctantly, rats were so bold that I had to kick them out of my way.

I paced inside the cell looking for a way out. All Jack did was followed me with his gaze lazily.

"I think I've been in this cell before. Only a key will serve you well. You are wasting your time," he said.

"So are you," I replied, "sitting won't serve you well either."

I hit the door angrily and signed, he was right. But then I looked at him and an idea appeared in my head.

"Angelica, what are you doing?" He asked curiously, looking at me.

I took off my coat and vest and threw it at him. Then I loosened my hair, messing it up a little.

"Getting out of here," I answered.

He raised his eyebrow and smirked, but his smirk fell when I started banging on the door loudly.

"Love," he started, "…I don't think this is a good idea..."

The door burst open. "What's this noise? Are you so desperate to get killed that you can't even wait until tomorrow?" The man shouted angrily.

I just whimpered, forcing a tear out of my eye.

He looked at my slightly messy state, then at Jack who had my clothes, then back at me.

I took his upper arm pleadingly. "Please let me stay with you. I'll do anything you tell me. He tried to rape me," I said, playing a woman in distress.

The man looked at me hungrily, considering and then grabbed my arm, dragging me along.

"As you wish, milady," he finally said.

Angelica was a smart woman for sure, but sometimes she did the stupidest things.

She was a delicate creature despite her feisty character and I was almost sure that she wouldn't have the strength to fight the man. I recognized the look in his eyes, full of want and lust.

I placed my ear against the door but couldn't hear a thing. What has she gotten herself into?

My heart thumped against my ribs and I started to lose my confidence. What if I won't be able to wipe him out?

"I think you know what I want," he whispered against my cheek, stroking my hips and moving upwards.

"Yes," I stammered, wanting to vomit at the thought.

My gaze stopped at an empty bottle that stood on the table not far from me.

He must have seen my gaze and pulled me to the table, knocking the bottle away and forcing me on my stomach.

"I should've guessed your intentions," he snarled in my ear sharply from behind and pinned my hands behind my back. "And now you made me angry. I no longer intend to be gentle with you."

"Same goes," I said. I brought my foot up and hit him between his legs as hard as I could. He let go in pain.

"You whore," he cursed, moving for me again and bringing his hand in the air.

I got ready for the slap when I heard a sound of glass shattering. The man fell forward and revealed Jack standing behind him.

"Thought you needed some help, love," he said with a crooked grin, twirling the crock of a bottle between his fingers.

I was attacked into a hug of gratefulness. I wrapped my arms around her hesitantly.

"How did you get out?" She asked not letting go and literally crushing me. Probably still in a state of shock.

"And you ask…? I'm Captain Jack Sparrow!"

She cleared her throat when she realized she was hugging me, and let go abruptly, looking embarrassed.

I gave her the vest and coat she chucked me. Then I made way for the exit.

"Hurry up," I called when she did not follow and walked back with a sigh when she did not answer.

"Angelica-

"Place your weapons on the floor," that bloody man I hit commanded, pushing a dagger against Angelica's throat harder. I could feel my heartbeat quickening and knots of fear in my stomach at the sight. That damn woman, I hated the way she could control my body.

"Be careful, mate," I warned, slowly doing what he told me.

"Now step away," he said, "…that's it."

I raised my hands at shoulder length. "Let her go."

He looked at me with an evil smirk, slowly pressing the dagger harder. Droplets of blood rolled down her neck and stained her white shirt.

Angelica whimpered quietly and closed her eyes.

"Stop! What do you want?" I asked, looking at her anxious, angelic face.

"And what do you offer in exchange for her life, eh? Name your price and I'll consider it."

What did I have? Nothing. I was quite aware he could slice her throat any minute.

"This," I strapped my compass off my belt, "it will lead you to the thing your heart most desires. Gold, jewels. I'm sure you've heard of my compass, it's unique."

He looked at me suspiciously and Angelica's eyes snapped open in surprise.

"Agreed," he said, "You will clear my way so I can leave and will not follow me."

I moved away from the door and extended my arm with my compass, "At the same time."

He snatched my compass and pushed Angelica into my arms, rushing out.

Before I knew it, he climbed atop of a horse and disappeared into the night.

I rolled my eyes, "Instead of having a rest like I was intending, I ended up in a mess… again. I need to hunt this man down," I said decidedly.

I looked down at Angelica who looked at me in a way that made me uncomfortable. "What, love?"

"Why…? A few weeks ago you said you didn't so much as care for me. And now you gave away your compass for me," she said accusingly.

I was saved from the bother of answering when the guards spotted us. May god bless them.

"Time to go," I said and climbed onto a horse, pulling her up to sit behind me.

She wrapped her arms around my waist tightly, making me smile in remembrance. "I will kill you if I fall off," she said against my back.

She was terrified of horse riding.

I slowed down when I was sure no one will catch up with us and Angelica jumped off instantly as if burnt.

"Where do you think you are going?" I asked, jumping off after her.

"Since you le – I left you I had not a single problem. I meet you and I nearly get raped and killed," she shouted angrily, "I'm going as far away from you as possible. You are a bad omen, Sparrow!"

I grabbed her arm and claimed her lips in an open-mouthed kiss. I buried my other hand in her hair when she tried to pull away and patiently continued kissing her until she relaxed.

"You cost me my compass, love and you will be so kind as to help me get it back," I whispered, "Savvy?

This chapter was written by Blue Rose 602 who could no longer continue this story and passed it on to me.

I will be posting the other one (How he met his match) a bit later because it is much longer and will take time.