Jack's crew of the Black Pearl, those that were up at least, treaded lightly around their captain as the night progressed. He was aware of that fact but it didn't make him the least bit happy like it should. Finally he holed himself in his quarters and paced. And drank.

"Don't understand it," he muttered to himself once again. "Know the girl. Know her mind. Thinks like me, she does. Proper pirate. Don't see why she'd stay with that fuss-coat." He took a large drink to finish the glass then he glared at it and in a flash of anger threw it against his wall, shattering it to pieces. He looked at the mess with interest then laughed heartily and began to drink from a fresh bottle.

Soon his boots crunched the shards of glass as each bottle finished ended up like the first. By the time he looked out of the window to determine it was time to launch his swagger was pronounced and not at all for show. He planned to inform the crew of the departure and pass out where he fell.

"Don't understand it," he repeated before some odd noises outside alerted him that something was going on out on the deck. Curious, he made his way out.

"How dare you!" a sharp woman's voice came to Jack's ears. "I demand to see your captain at once."

As he unsteadily walked towards them he heard laughter. "You'll see the cap'n alright, missy. As soon as we're done with ya."

"I ask for parley."

Jack managed to roll his eyes and trip before finally coming across the small group of five men who were manhandling the tousled Elizabeth. He was amazed at himself that he didn't grin at her. "What is this?"

Elizabeth looked somewhat relieved while his men jumped to attention. "Cap'n, we caught her spying on the ship and pulled her aboard for questioning."

Elizabeth glared at the man. "I was boarding the ship when he grabbed me." She tried to free herself before she turned to Jack. "Captain Sparrow, please ask your men to remove their hands from my presence."

"The lady heeds hearing," Jack said, mystically. "Let's make way to depart, man." He watched them scurry to do his bidding. "Elizabeth! Thought you'd abandoned me onesies."

She came forward, leaving her bundle where it lay. "I gave serious consideration to that notion."

His grin widened as he leaned towards her. "Can't resist good old Jack, eh, luv."

She rolled her eyes. "If I had to sit through one more boring dinner party I would have ran someone through."

"Knew you wouldn't settle, Lizzie."

Elizabeth took the final step between them looking up at the swaying captain. "Are we ever coming back here, Jack?"

His smile completely fell. "Only you can decide that information, Elizabeth."

She shivered in her dress as the ship slowly made her way out of her hiding place in the cove. She bit her bottom lip as she stared into Jack's brown eyes.

"Just say the word," Jack told her then wobbled.

She raised her eyebrow and smiled. "Are you drunk, Captain Sparrow?"

"Pleasantly, luv."

"Let's get you to bed."

"Thought you'd never ask."