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Forgive any language butchering...I'm not so good at pirate lol. May contain DMC spoilers.

An interesting perspective


Chapter 2: Anger Management?

"Kill me now…this is not happening." Fiona thought with an irritated groan releasing her hold on Jack, remembering all too well he was mostly a womanizing pirate unless it suited him to be otherwise. "Thank you." She managed ignoring the gaping look she was receiving from Anna-Maria and watching Jack reclaim his effects.

"What were ye doing out there in the water anyway?" Jack asked observing the dripping girl before him and staring at her odd choice of clothing, which was not familiar to him from any of his encounters in other ports or towns.

"I wish I knew." Muttered Fiona crossly seeing his brows quirk in a questioning manner. "I don't know ok?" she snapped noting a smirk cross his face before he tilted his head in thought. "I know that look…I think I was safer in the water." She thought noticing several familiar characters from the movie and for a moment glancing around her at the familiar ship. "I swear I will never watch or listen to anything to do with Pirates of the Caribbean again." She thought shaking her head in irritation at the spell she had obviously underestimated.

"That isn't an answer love." Jack stated ignoring the dirty look Fiona had pinned on him and smiling a gold toothed grin in her direction. "Come with me." He said easily invading her personally space by wrapping his arm around her shoulders.

"It is an answer…since I don't know." Snapped Fiona glaring at the smirking Jack and shrugging off his arm stepping far away from him. "Touch me again and I'll do something very violent Captain." She thought wrinkling her nose in annoyance hearing him chuckle.

"She reminds me of someone, I just hope she doesn't burn all the rum." Jack thought smirking at the dripping girl before him and sighing thoughtfully. "Ye need dry cloths." He pointed out again attempting to navigate her toward his cabin with his arm around her shoulders. "Right…what else do you have in mind?" wondered Fiona shaking off his arm again and crossing her arms irritably. "Do I have to carry you?" he threatened giving her an odd look.

"Touch me and I will remove all ten appendages." Hissed Fiona seeing his eyes narrow at the threat. She could see she was not winning over Jack at all and was getting under his skin something she had always prided herself on if she didn't like someone. "I love the movie, but even Jack Sparrow has a lot to be desired." She thought glancing over the familiar man and eyeing the kohl lined eyes in thought.

"I like this lass." Anna-Maria quipped with a smirk before noting the dark look on Jacks face and disappearing quickly back to work.

"Thanks for yer input Anna." Snapped Jack wondering exactly what kind of trouble he had dragged aboard his beloved ship. "I don't take kindly to threats…unless I'm doing the threatening love, now follow me." He hissed eyes still narrowed before attempting to again wrap his arm around her, but this time Fiona was ready and ducked away kicking the good Captain in the shin as hard as she could manage and stifling her gleeful laughter at the annoyed Jack hopping on one foot in irritation.

"No." Fiona said crossing her arms. "I know a few things about you Captain Jack Sparrow and I am not easily amused by your charms or ship." She said staring at the annoyed Jack who stopped hopping eyes narrowing further in her direction.

"There be many stories about me lass…obviously ye haven't heard the more important ones." Jack said irritably before grabbing the startled Fiona by the arm and literally dragging her toward his cabin, murmuring one curse after another. "What is yer name?" he asked upon slamming his cabin door and glaring at the woman who again had her arms crossed a death glare forming on her face.

"Fiona Zippora." Hissed Fiona glancing around the familiar cabin and wrinkling her nose in annoyance at the clutter and lack of color. "I shouldn't even be here." She mumbled glaring at Jack who was busily scrounging around his cabin in search of something suitable for the still wet woman to wear.

"I agree…should have left ye in the water." Jack muttered cursing as a chest slammed on his fingers and he shook them irritably. "This Fiona is a strange one." He thought eyeing the strange attire and noting the colors were rather brightly placed together.

"Why didn't you then?" snapped Fiona startled when he whirled a deadly look on his face which made her wonder how much the movies really let on about Jack and the man really behind those kohl lined eyes.

"Because…when I think of a good reason I'll tell ye." Jack snarled trying to think of one good answer to that and finding he couldn't. "This girl is really starting to get on me nerves." He thought tossing a shirt firmly in her face followed by a pair of pants and smirking at the annoyance on her face. "Put those on so yer cloths can dry." He muttered.

"Like hell." Fiona snapped dropping the clothing on the floor and glaring back brown eyes matching brown eyes with a glare. "I'm not one of your fan club girls or a wench. Go to hell Captain Jack Sparrow." She thought narrowing her eyes at the dagger ridden eyes glancing back at her.

"Catch a cold then…don't really care." Jack said growing very irritated with the woman and glaring at her on his way out of the cabin, slamming the door behind him giving her privacy to change if she desired to do that. "I should have let her drown." He thought glaring heatedly at his cabin door and then turning to a very nervous looking Gibbs awaiting his orders. "Port Royal before I kill the bloody woman." He hissed seeing Gibbs disappear rapidly from view nodding at his given orders.

--Inside the Cabin--

"Damn it…why did I end up here?" moaned Fiona glaring at the dry clothing at her feet and snorting at the plain white shirt and brown pants that were clearly too large for her. "I guess I will just use my sash to bring a little color to them." She muttered shivering in her still wet clothing and quickly changing after thoroughly wringing out her sash.

Fiona stood there barefoot her boots and other clothing spread out over a chair in hopes they would dry and took a look around the familiar cabin. The desk was as usual piled with maps, tools and rum bottles. She then noticed books and several other items in his cabin she wouldn't have noticed if not standing in the middle of the room from a movie she obsessively watched too often. "Why do I watch that damn movie all the time anyway…it's only good for a few laughs and…well I guess Jack is rather fun in the movie." She thought glancing out the window of the room and then at the door in thought.

"He's lousy in person though." Fiona muttered hesitantly opening the door a crack and listening to the mutterings of a raving Captain Jack Sparrow.

--Outside the Cabin--

"Bloody irritating woman, I could kill her." Jack cursed avidly limping slightly from Fiona's earlier attack on him. "I save her life and she treats me like a womanizing pirate." He growled pausing in mid step and smirking thoughtfully. "Of course I am just that, but she doesn't know that." He thought hearing a creaking sound and noticing Fiona standing there eyeing him her brow raised in curiosity. "I see ye changed." He muttered narrowing his eyes at her.

"You are a womanizing pirate Jack." Fiona stated glancing at her current clothing and sighing miserably at the baggy cloths. "Where exactly are you headed?" she questioned shutting the door behind her and moving out on deck to get a better view of the ocean and to keep far away from Jack at all necessary cause.

"Port Royal to someone that can understand ye a whole lot better than I can." Jack muttered seeing her eyes widen in surprise. "What?" he questioned watching her as she slapped away his hand that was trying to maneuver around her shoulders again.

"Nothing…I just want to go home." Fiona snapped glaring hard at Jack wondering why he had such a fan base following since he wasn't exactly on her good side at the moment.

"Where is home, would be happy to drop ye off." Jack snapped back returning the heated glare eyes narrowing further in irritation.

"The twenty first century." Fiona snapped glaring at the surprised looking Jack and covering her mouth in surprise at what she had just said. "Why did I do that?" she wondered tapping her fingers against her crossed arms seeing Jack tilt his head in thought looking at her like she was mad.

"Are ye mad woman?" Jack asked raising brows in concern and tilting his head in thought. "Did I bring a mad woman aboard the Pearl?" he wondered running that day's events over in his mind for several minutes and then smirking as a thought occurred to him. "If yer from the future…how do ye know so much about me?" he asked thinking he had her there.

"Sadly people in the future actually put your life into what we call movies…you're somewhat popular with the ladies in my time." Fiona muttered seeing she had just increased his ever building ego. "There are also some like myself that think those romanced ideas of you are highly overrated." She said seeing his eyes narrow and his face turn into an annoyed frown "Hah…not so smug now are you?" she thought with her own satisfied smug look.

"Yer mad…I should have left ye where I found ye." Jack said staring out across the sea and then returning his attention to Fiona who hadn't said a word as of the moment. She appeared to be intently in thought and didn't care to be disturbed. "That can still be arranged." He muttered.

"Go ahead…you'll be joining me." Fiona snapped glaring at Jack and then seeing his arms resting on his hips in annoyance. "I am not like all the other women Jack, I will fight, and do anything else to make your life a living hell." She stated before turning on her heel to return to the cabin startled when a hand firmly locked around her arm and started to drag her toward the railing of the Black Pearl. "Uh oh." She thought staring up at the narrowed kohl lined eyes and then at the still choppy water over the side of the ship in thought.

"Jack wha ye doin?" Questioned Gibbs who had been summoned by a very active and annoyed sounding round of yelling.

"Gibbs…do not bother me." Jack all but growled seeing the man scurry off far away from the current show taking place aboard. "I am Captain of this ship Fiona and will not tolerate that lip from the likes of ye." He muttered hauling her to the railing and staring down at the water. "Are we clear?" he inquired raising a brow at the somewhat worried looking Fiona who was intently staring down at the Caribbean waters below.

"Crystal clear." Fiona thought but being who she was she wasn't about to give in so easily to Jack. "Clear on what?" she asked meeting his gaze and ignoring the firm grasp locked on her arm. "He's going to throw me overboard and yet I still patronize him…why did I not listen to my grandmothers warning about my mouth always getting me further into trouble?" she thought seeing a smirk twitching at the corner of Jacks mouth.

"Ye do have a mouth on ye don't ya?" Jack stated more then questioned receiving a very irritated glare in response to his remark. "I will throw ye overboard lass and will not be saving ye this time around." He said forcing Fiona closer to the railing and getting ready to haul her overboard.

"I didn't ask you to the first time." Fiona snapped stomping on his foot and jerking her arm from his grasp staring at the very angry look that crossed Jacks face as he stood back glaring at her. "Elizabeth should have let the damn fish thing eat you." She snarled seeing Jacks eyes widen in surprise at this.

"She did…they came back for me." Jack muttered startled that she knew about his past encounter with the ever charming Elizabeth and Kraken. "Luckily I'm a forgiving man and she is going to be Mrs. Elizabeth Turner very soon." He hissed limping over toward Fiona and raising his hands in defense as her foot came out in a sharp kick aimed for him again. "Matter of fact I'm due at said wedding…needless to say I have to go in disguise but it is amusing to see the look on the good Commodore's face, since being re-instated." He said with a smirk eyeing the woman carefully seeing she was a hell of a lot more lethal then she looked.

"Cap' in we're nearing Port Royal." Called Anna-Maria seeing Jacks attention momentarily drawn from battling with the girl, which she had grown greatly fond of since she seemed to enjoy torturing Jack so.

"I'm busy at the moment Anna, ye know the drill." Jack called ducking as a hand went swinging for him and staring at Fiona who was breathing angrily seemingly very determined to throttle him within an inch of his life. "Can we discuss this?" he questioned trying to yet charm his way out of another situation with the opposite sex.

"No, you were threatening to throw me overboard." Hissed Fiona staring at the very distant Port Royal and wondering how long she would have to deal with Jack, before she could find a way home. "Correction would have if I hadn't hurt you." She muttered noting him attempting to charm his way out of his current situation. "Listen carefully my family are Gypsies…I used a book my grandmother Liona let me have and I got stuck here. I want to return to the twenty-first century but don't currently know how and have to deal wit you…leave me alone and I won't hurt you anymore clear?" she asked crossing her arms half expecting a smart ass retort.

"Fine…ye listen to me and I stay out of yer way…savvy?" Jack asked seeing Fiona give him a suspicious look before eyeing him thoughtfully. "Me word as a pirate?" he asked noting her give him an even more suspicious look.

"Never trust a pirate." Fiona remarked turning one of Jacks own quotes against him. "For now I will agree…remember though I am much more lethal then I look." She said with an annoyed growl walking away from a very nervous looking Jack and pausing to look out across the ocean from the other side of the ship.

"Really…couldn't tell after ye practically crushed me foot." Jack thought sourly before making his way to the helm and taking over the rest of the journey to Port Royal and ignoring the smirk on Anna-Maria's face. Jack was very sore over the fact he let a woman of all people to order him around on his own ship, but at that present moment she was dangerous and he did not want to anger her further. He wanted to get to know more about the odd woman claiming to be of gypsy heritage which he knew were people that he associated with once long ago and was careful about crossing. "She's more like a modern pirate with a temper to match." He thought watching as the woman ruffled her hands through her hair and slouched across the railing obviously lost in her own thoughts. "Elizabeth is going to have a time with that one…I can't wait." He thought chuckling to himself knowing that even though he was to wear a disguise during the wedding Elizabeth and Will had planned on Jack and whomever he brought inland stay in the mansion where Elizabeth's father had insisted they remain to keep his title safe from outside prying eyes. Obviously her father didn't approve of inviting the one pirate that made their lives so complicated to the wedding, but Elizabeth as usual won out on the situation.

Fiona stood there staring at the ocean and then wondered why she had thought about reciting the stupid spell in the first place. She had always been a thrill seeker in her family and constantly got herself in more trouble then any normal girl should have gotten into, she was lucky she hadn't been arrested for all the mischief and grief she had given her family. They were oddly fond of their little gypsy as they kindly called her, her grandmother had always said she still lived in the days when gypsies had their freedom and was much like a pirate as well. "Pirates…bleck." She thought glaring behind her at Jack who was at ease at the helm of his precious ship the wind ruffling his dreadlocked hair and eyes ever watchful of any threats. "I wonder how they got the ship and him back…haven't gotten that far back home." She thought sniffing irritably as Jack gave her a smirk noting her observing him in the distance. "Stupid pirate." She thought nearly yelling aloud when she noticed someone eyeing her a smirk locked in her brown eyes.

"Anna-Maria." Fiona said with a smile seeing the woman nod and give her an odd look before shrugging it off. "What would you like?" she questioned trying to not sound too snippy and clearly failing by the scowl that crossed the other woman's face.

"Ye aren very nice are ye?" Anna-Maria said sounding irritated by Fiona's tone before giving her a dirty look.

"Sorry…blame my mood on Jack." Fiona muttered seeing a hint of a smile in the woman's eyes and finding she liked her somewhat, which was very odd for her. She wasn't one to make friends and easily for that matter. "Seriously though what would you like?" she said changing her tone slightly.

"To congratulate ye on gettin under tha man's skin." Anna-Maria said before returning to her duties seeing Jack was scowling from the distance.

"Good…I'm glad stupid damn idiotic, annoying, pessimistic, arrogant…bastard." Fiona thought glaring out at the water her mood falling greatly hearing Jack giving orders to go around the island so the ship wouldn't be seen by anyone. Fiona knew for a fact they would not be leaving the ship until well after dark and had a nagging feeling she would again face of with Jack seeing that it was just late afternoon. Fiona was only half right Jack had actually been doing things aboard the Pearl most of that afternoon and had gotten most everything straightened out but the situation with her and what he was going to actually do with said annoying woman on his ship. Evening had started to settle in and Fiona had finally given up on Jack coming to annoy her further but she wasn't about to get off that easy. Jack had carefully walked up behind Fiona noting she hadn't heard his stealthy approach and watched as the wind whipped her raven hair about her and seeing his crew had cleared the way a bit seeing another possible fight aboard and wanting to be scarce. "I think I may regret this." Jack thought sighing inwardly and walking slowly nearer the woman as stealthy as a cat. Jack then easily wrapped his arms around her and lifted her feet from the deck carrying the very annoyed fighting Fiona toward his open cabin.