DISCLAIMER: i own cossette and my brian which thought of her...thats all though


Cossette's head pounded against the silky pillow.

She groaned and opened her eyes.

The sunlight streamed through the fairly decent sized cabin window and hit her eyes.

A blinding flash of orange burst from the window and sent Cossette's body hurtling into what seemed to be an endless dark abyss.

Suddenly she felt as though she were surrounded by water.

The water was so cold that it felt as though it was turning to ice around her.

As the darkness turned into a dim foggyness, Cossette saw that the water really was freezing her into a solid position.

With just her head above the now ice, Cossette saw a scene playing out before her.

She saw Jack clutching a bundle wrapped in ecentric fabric as he dashed through exotic trees and shrubbery.

Cossette saw now that he was on a beach, and she was frozen mere feet away from the shore line.

A sharp scream was heard and Cossette saw Jack stop dead in his tracks.

The bundle was disappearing, leaving just the brightly colored cloth.

Jack yelled in frustration and clung to the cloth.

"I MUST NOT LOSE YOU!" He shouted into the empty fabric.

Everything went dark again.

Cossette opened her eyes to see that she was back in Jack's cabin.

She felt her skin and realized that it was damp and cold.

She shivered out of fear and cold.

She had experienced visions such as these, but none so aggressive or vivid as the one she had just seen.

Memories of the night before flashed into her mind.

She looked around for signs of the Captain.

All she saw was the discarded belt and sash from the night before.

She sighed and sat up holding her head in her hands.

At least her headache was gone.

She shook the fear edging at the back of her mind out of her head and dressed quickly.

Cossette exited the cabin just in time to see the last inch of land disappear on the horizon.

Jack looked up from his post at the stern and was met with a pair of very unhappy eyes.

He swallowed hard and made his way to Cossette.

"And what exactly do ye think gives ye right to just pick up and take me with ye to god knows where!?!?!?" She shouted at him.

"Ye were thrashin about and yellin' so I just avoided the conflict entirely and left ye here." He explained.

"Your way of thinking MR Sparrow completely BAFFLES me !!!" Cossette shouted as she walked back into the cabin.

Jack shook his head and walked away from his cabin.

The farther away the better.

As Cossette sat pouting on the bed a revelation came to her.

Seeing that as of right now, nothing could be done to get her off of this ship ,she remembered that revenge can be ever so sweet.

She gracefully stood from the bed and waltzed over to the rum filled cabinet above the captain's desk.

LOCKED!

She grunted mentally.

Pulling herself together she stode over to the door and with a quick whip of her hair walked into the deck.

Jack turned when he heard the cabin doors open.

Immediately he winced, expecting another attack on his sanity.

Cossette smiled and walked up to stern beside Jack.

"I would like to apologize Captain Sparrow." She said doing a mock curtsey.

Jack smiled in much relief.

"Apology accepted."

Cossette placed her hand out in signal for a handshake, but when Jack's hand was in place she pulled him close to her and whsipered in his ear,

"I'm very, VERY sorry."

Jack's eyes fluttered.

Cossette's other hand began roaming his thigh.

"How sorry love?" Jack answered in a low growl.

"You'll just have to find out darling." Cossette whispered as she pulled away and walked back towards the cabin.

Jack cleared his throat and placed his hands back on the wheel of the ship.

"Women."

Cossette smirked as she used the new found key to lock the door of CAPTAIN Sparrow's cabin behind her and then continued to put it's usefullness to test on the rum cabinet.

When the oak doors swung open she grabbed an arm full of bottles and opened the door beside the bed that lead to the small balcony.

She relished in the sound of the cork popping out of the bottle.

"A pirate's life for me!" She shouted placing the bottle to her lips.

A few moments later the emty bottle was tossed over the railing in front of her and the next was opened.

This ritual continued for at least the next half hour.

Beginning her 7th bottle Cossette sat down against the open doorway to the balcony.

She pulled her legs into a crisscross pattern and set the bottle between them.

She reached into the leg of one of her boots and pulled out a small piece of wrinkled parchment paper.

"La mer, Qu'on voit danser le long des golfes clairs
A des reflets d'argent
La mer, Des reflets changeants
Sous la pluie"

Cossette began singing the words she saw.

"La mer, Au ciel d'été confond
Ses blancs moutons
Avec les anges si purs
La mer bergère d'azur
Infinie

Voyez
Près des étangs
Ces grands roseaux mouillés
Voyez
Ces oiseaux blancs
Et ces maisons rouillées

La mer, Les a bercés
Le long des golfes clairs
Et d'une chanson d'amour
La mer, A bercé mon coeur pour la vie"

She opened her eyes realizing that she knew the words by heart.

Cossette smiled and finished her bottle of rum.

Jack saw the sky beginning to fade orange.

Terror suddenly shot through him when he realized that the demon woman , as he now liked to call her, had been alone in HIS cabin all day.

"GIBBS!" Jack shouted in the direction of a portly man with exaggerated facial hair.

"WHEEL!"

With that out of the way he stomped to his cabin and yanked on the doorknob.

Locked.

He reached for his keys.

Suddenly he remembered a small hand running across his thigh.

"DELAMEUR!!!!" He shouted pounding on the door.

No reply

"COSSETTE DELAMEUR!"

Jack pounded feverishly ignoring the pain of the wood against his hands.

Cossette jumped when she realized that someone was knocking on the cabin door.

The pile of empty and half empty rum bottles clanked together as she stood.

The room was spinning as she stumbled to the door.

"Coming!" She shouted as she tryed to aim the key at the keyhole.

Jack heard a familiar click and trust the door open.

The fast movement caused cossette to fall directly on her back.

When he opened the door Jack scanned the room for Cossette.

"Ow."

He looked down to see a very disoriented woman rubbing the back of her head.

He rolled his eyes and offered her a hand to help her up.

Cossette took it gratefully momentarily forgetting her purpose.

"WAIT!" She shouted.

"You are an arse." She slurred.

Jack smelled the alchohol on her breath and looked past her to the balcony.

His heart sunk at the sight of all of his bottles lain askew.

Jack rushed upon Cossette and held her face in his hands.

"What exactly makes ye think ye can just destroy MY property!?" He asked through grittted teeth.

"Dunno, but it must be something like what made ye think you could just KIDNAP me!!!" She shouted in response.

"Well I figured a HARLOT such as yerself would like an escape!" Jack shouted back, mere inches from Cossette's face.

Cossette rared back to slap Jack across the face.

Jack took advantage of her drunken state and grabbed her wrist.

He threw her against the bed.

"Sleep in the medical quarters." He hissed from above her.

Cossette picked her slightly more sober self up and left the room with what dignity she had left.

"Attractiveness does not give ye the right to not at least TRY in bed." She said over her shoulder as she shut the door behind her.

Jack picked up a now empty rum bottle and tossed it at the door.

"Celebacy is starting to look better every day."


R&R pleaaaaase , i worked very hard on this chapter!!

I have a HUUUUGE surpise coming up in the next couple of chapters but i need motivation!!!

thanks to lily rose redrider

can't wait to read your next review!!