A/N

Just testing.

May be a bit confusing at first, but I'm sure you'll get it ;)

Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean.

"What are we doing here?" Elizabeth threw her hands up in despair and gave Jack an evil eye. "I swear on my mother's grave that if Will is getting more and more hurt because you need a whore's company, I will kill you myself!"

"Luv", Jack said while searching for the "right" tavern, "please, shut your pretty little mouth for just a second…will you?"

"Do not talk to me like that!" Elizabeth angrily followed the pirate and cursed quietly. "I don't get it! Why are we here? We're supposed to find that stupid chest of yours."

"First of all; it's not stupid. And second of all; didn't I ask you to be quiet?" Jack stopped for a second, scratched his beard and then his face lit up. "Ah!" He then turned sharply into a narrow footpath and finally stopped in front of a brown door.

He was just going to walk inside when he remembered something and turned back to Elizabeth.

"Listen now, luv. I'm about to try and convince an old…friend...of mine. Now, she's supposed to…help us, so you better not screw this up. Please! Just shut your mouth for a little while. And don't tell her anything! You understand?"

"I…what? What are you talking about? Who are you supposed to meet? And why do you think I'll screw anything up? I'm not stupid!"

Jack smirked. "Look luv, all you need to know is…"

The door suddenly opened and two big men were throwing a man out on the streets before the door closed up again. The man recovered fast, stood up and dusted himself off before running inside again while screaming; "You assholes won't get rid of me that easily!"

Elizabeth looked at the scene with a mild shocked expression.

"…to not piss her off. Ok?" Jack continued. "Now, be the good little girl I hope you can be and stay here. And don't go anywhere. I won't have time to search after you, and then you'll be stuck at this island, and you don't want that to happen now, right?"

Elizabeth scrunched her face up and crossed her arms. "Can't I go with you?"

"No." Jack already went inside the tavern, leaving her alone.

"Jackass", she mumbled while she leaned against the wall, before finding it so disgustingly filthy that she had to move away from it. "Eww."

oOoOoOo

Jack was pretty sure that she was in here, getting herself enough drunk, desperately trying to forget her pain. He knew he probably was supposed to find her sooner, but quite frankly he didn't want to. The woman was messed up, and her mind wasn't quite clear. To be honest, she was pretty weird. To love an ugly, scary octopus-captain wasn't normal…even Jack knew that.

He looked around in the smoky, noisy and dark cabin, searching for the weird one that might help him. He discreetly looked and walked around, mainly in the corners. When his eyes laid upon a dark gestalt in the darkest corner, he inwardly smirked. Oh, he was pretty sure that that was the one, even if he couldn't quite tell for the large hat that shaded the persons face.

He quickly went for the table and sat down in front of her. That earned him a couple of strange looks by the others, but then again it was quickly ignored. After all, he wasn't the only one that tried to get something out of her. They were all pretty sure they knew how it was going to go; the man would get ignored and then he'd get tired of her and leave. It was nothing new for the ones that "knew" the woman at the table.

Jack smirked. "'Ello, luv."

The woman didn't look up from her rum, not that that surprised him. Jack looked closer at her, and now that he could see her face clearer he noted that she looked even worse than before. Her once happy and mischievous dark brown eyes were now clouded with emptiness, anger and sadness. Her plump, rosy lips which he remembered were often in a smirk were now as drawn to the floor.

She seemed to have rings under her eyes now, and on her olive colored chin she had the scar Jack remembered all too well. He also knew how she got it (or should he say from whom?). Jack also saw that she had a new (?) very visible scar on her upper lip.

Her hair was still so dark brown that it almost looked black, and in curls down to her shoulders. Once, Jack remembered, it used to be so wild and untamed, but now it had lost some of its wildness. It was just a bundle of messy hair.

"Verdandi sweetheart, won't you greet an old friend?"

The woman slowly, oh so slowly, turned her gaze upon him. They were so expressionless that Jack kind of felt a bit uneasy. Oh well, what did you expect? But after a while she was still so quiet that Jack wondered if she even remembered him.

Of course she remembers you. You're the bloody Captain Jack Sparrow!

"So…how's life going?"

No response.

"I see you're doing good."

Nothing.

"I have to say, you're still looking beautiful, luv ."

Nada.

"You do not look a day older since we last met." Liar.

Nichts.

"I just can't take my eyes of you."

Niente.

"Can I buy you a drink?" Jack looked at the table and saw six big, empty bottles of rum. "Or…do you maybe want something else?"

She still looked at him with the same expressionless face, and Jack sighed.

"Well, sweetie, I am dying of thirst. Oh waitress!" He looked the pretty little blonde girl he noticed moments ago, and waved at her. "Give me a bottle of rum, will ya?"

The girl blushed and within seconds a flask appeared in front of him. "Thank ya, honey." The girl only giggled and left.

Jack inspected the woman even closer. "Oh darlin', come on!" he leaned forwards, never taking his eyes off her, and smirked. "Don't you remember me? Dear ol' Jackie?"

She looked at him for a second or two before she returned her gaze to her rum and taking a gulp. She didn't say anything, but the message was clear; leave.

"Don't tell me that you've forgotten all the fun we used to have", he said mysteriously and winked. "I know I haven't."

Still…nothing. This time Jack resisted rolling his eyes.

He stifled a sigh and cocked his head to the side. "Oh blimey, Molinee. You really are like a little brokenhearted girl, aren't you?" He leaned back. "Never would've thought that about you."

He saw a twitch in her left eye, but other than that he got no response. It didn't matter; it made Jack smirk even wider. So she isn't completely unresponsive…

"I never understood you or your heart", he kept going. "I mean, the fish-man really must've gotten into you somehow. I wonder how, though. 'Cause everybody knows, luv, that his only true luv is the sea."

Verdandi's eyes darted dangerously to his, not that that stopped him.

"If I were you, not saying that I am, but if. Well, then I would've been mad as hell. I mean, you did everything he told you, right?" He chuckled. "Oh you did everything to try and please him, trying to make him happy, trying to make him see you. Really see you, didn't you luv? Tell me darlin', do you consider yourself to have lost nearly a lifetime on something you could've never get?"

Suddenly, as out of nowhere, Verdandi had a dagger carved in between his fingers…only a couple of millimeters close to his index finger.

"Oi", Jack looked at the dagger she held with a steady hand, before looking up at her. A stupid smile threatened to appear, but he stopped himself just in time.

Verdandi leaned closer to Jack, her eyes sparking with anger. "You motherfucking asshole!" She hissed quietly through her clenched teeth. "Jack Sparrow, still nestling in other people's business, don't you?" She said mockingly and cocked her head. "I've heard that you escaped that stupid little island, and clearly the rumors are, unfortunately, true. Because here you are, talking bullshit about things you don't know."

Jack knew that it was wrong, but all he could think of what that her Italian accent still hasn't gone away. Huh…interesting.

She carved out the dagger from the table, never breaking the eye-contact, and pointed it at his nose. "I don't know what you want, and I do not care. So you better shut up, stifle that foul mouth of yours and get lost!"

She put her dagger in her knee, and looked at her rum once again. "I haven't forgot what you did over 10 years ago, Jack. I'm not senile."

Jack made a grimace. "Oh. Well, if it means anything, luv, then I have to say that you didn't do anything to stop it." He smirked at her. "If I remember correctly, you were the one who kinda started it."

Verdandi scowled. "I said: get lost." She took a sip of her rum and it looked like she was lost in her little world again.

Jack nearly sighed, this weren't going so well.

"Look here. What if I say that you have…" he looked for the right word, "…a great opportunity to meet your love."

He inspected her closely this time. At first she didn't do or say anything, but after a while her eyes seemed to search for his. And man, did they reek with suspiciousness.

"What makes you think he wants to see me or that I want to see him? And, please answer this one, what makes you think that I trust you and your hidden purposes?" She snarled. "Please Jack, I'm not a fool."

"Never said you were, darlin', never said you were. Now, I won't say you're wrong, 'cause you're not", Jack leaned forwards again. "But what my intentions are has nothing to do with you. All you will be doing is to come with me and me ship, and then on the way you'll meet your obsession. You're with me?"

He smiled widely, his golden teeth shining in the dim light. "Because luv, how much you say that you don't want to see him, I'm 100% sure that that would be a lie. I still remember, Jessie, I have not forgotten the look you always gave him back then."

He leaned even closer to her, and he noticed that her eyes slightly widened at his words, which made him grin even wider. "You were obsessed of him, and you still are. That kind of obsession is hard to lose."

"I hope you get cramp in your tongue, 'cause your silky smooth voice is getting on my nerves", she snapped. "Can't you just shut up? Shut. Up!" She said the words with such a force that Jack's eyes widened. Apparently, he had hit a nerve.

"Why? Why are you bringing him up all the fucking time?! Leave me alone! Leave the past alone, and leave the captain of the Flying Dutchman alone too! Stop nestling around everywhere", she exclaimed. "What do you even want? Hm? What is it that you need me for? What the hell do you want?"

"Easy, luv", Jack shushed and stared down the glares from the others. "I'm surprised that you haven't figured it out already."

When Verdandi still stared at him with a confused expression, a voice behind him snapped at her. "We need you to show us where the chest is." Elizabeth appeared up from nowhere and sat down between Molinee and Jack.

Jack groaned and threw a warningly glare towards her. "Miss Swann, didn't I tell you to wait outside?" He motioned his head towards the door, but Elizabeth only crossed her arms.

Verdandi shook her head in disbelief. Why couldn't they just leave her alone? She took a big swig of her rum; again. Insufferable people. Some were so daft that they couldn't even get a message as simple as fuck off.

Elizabeth stared at her; she wasn't even trying to hide her impatience, and then she turned to Jack. "Have you convinced her yet? 'Cause you've been her for a while."

"Ah", Jack said with a smirk. "Getting worried about me, luv?"

Then, it clicked. What was it that the unknown woman said? Verdandi's eyes widened and she just stared at Jack. Wait…they wanted her to…

"You want me to help you finding his chest?" she hissed. Anger flowed through her veins and she thought she would explode. Did Jack really think she would betray him like that? Did he really think that she could do it? That she wanted to do it? Then, out of the absurdity of the question, she started to laugh nervously. "You're serious?"

Elizabeth's eyes narrowed as she sat between them. "Well? Get ready so we can get out of here!"

Verdandi stopped laughing and just glared at the pretty woman before she turned to Jack with a questioning look. "Who is she to tell me what to do? Who is she to tell me to go and show you where the chest is?!"

Jack just shook his head, as if neither he could believe it, when he did.

"You are crazy. Now, piss off."

Jack stood up. "Okay, luv. If that's really what you want. But think about it over the night, will you? Because you'll earn more of it than I. You'll meet him, and you'll be out on the sea. Haven't you gotten tired of sitting here all day? You're a pirate; the sea is calling to you. It's not too late…yet."

He threw a smirk to her and turned around and left. "We're leaving tomorrow morning. If you change your mind, you know where to find me." And then he was out of the inn.

Elizabeth stood up, looked at the drinking woman and left herself. She didn't understand. What was so special about her?

After a few hours Verdandi bit her lip. Dammit. Why did Jack's words affect her so much? They weren't supposed to do that. No way that she was going to be a crewmember under the command of Captain Jack Sparrow. He was a man you couldn't trust, she knew that very well.

Neither are you.

Verdandi also lied, more than often. Of course she did miss the sea, she couldn't deny that. And she should enjoy it before Calypso ruled it – again. Verdandi scowled when she thought about her. Never did she like that goddess, but the reasons for that she didn't want to think about.

Davy Jones.

Dammit!

Okay.

The truth was that she did want to see him again, and it sounded like Jack was going to meet him soon. What would it hurt if she went with him?

Your heart, a voice whispered.

Does it matter? She snapped back.

Verdandi wanted to see her love again. Oh, man did she miss him and his smile. It didn't matter that he wasn't feeling the same towards her, or that he didn't even know how she felt about him. It didn't matter that another woman already had his heart. It didn't matter that he could be cruel to her, that he would use her for his own sake. It didn't matter that he could snap at her, yell at her, be rude to her or never taking her seriously. It all didn't matter at all. Verdandi missed him with all her heart. And dammit, she wanted to see him again.

She then started thinking.

It didn't mean that she would betray Davy by going with Jack, she told herself. She wasn't going to help that asshole, either way. As she already had established, she could lie and deceive as good as any other pirate. Jack didn't have to know anything. She could fool him just as he had fooled her once.

Verdandi smirked. Maybe it would be sort of fun?

And you did miss having fun, didn't you?

Yes. Yes I did.

Review? I would love to hear your thoughts =)

/JoJo