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AU: I REGRET NOTHING!... oh wait, I thinks its suppose to be "I own nothing". Easy mix up.

I want to thank my one reviewer, I dedicate this chapter to them : thank you so very much Myth!

Chapter Three:

Well Hot Damn.

"Oi! Sara, three more over 'ere!"

The ruff voice cut across the room of bellowing laughter and cheers, bringing its target to a stop over the bar counter.

"Coming" she shot out, though not nearly loud enough to be herd. Not that it mattered as she showed up with three filled mugs, rum spilling over the sides as she set them down on the table without bothering to look at the men. They paid no mind to it, keeping their eyes trained on another one of the bar maids who was currently putting on a little dance for some men across the room. Any regular in the tavern knew Sara wasn't the social type, and that's the way she liked it.

Muttering to her self about the personal hygiene the men had possessed, or lack there of, she shook her head and reminded herself that she really shouldn't be surprised. 'Hello, pirate.' she thought to herself dryly.

Scanning the bar quickly and taking note to see if anyone was in need of service, she decided they could handle themselves for a moment and started to whip off one of the near by counters with a rag that was probably filthier then the counter itself. Going about her task anyway, she nearly doubled over when Rita came bolting through the tavern doors, knocking two poor unsuspecting men to the floor who where too drunk to stand up again.

"You really must stop doing that" Sara said lightly, suppressing the giggle she knew was in her throat.

"Yes, well it not my fault they are to drunk to know where not to stand." Rita crossed her arms smugly with a sly grin of her own. She plumped down in a nearby chair, propping worn dirty boots up onto the counter she had just cleaned, crossing her legs and picking at her finger nails. (pose seem familiar to anyone?)

"Really Rita, you know I just-"

Her sentence was cut short by a chill of silence that swept over the room as the tavern doors were thrown open again, this time revealing two male figures. One, a ruff tan skinned man with black dreads and beads placed throughout. Ragged cloths hanging off his well toned body, with a slight sway in his stance that gave off the air of him being permanently drunk. The man next to him was a lot cleaner cut with soft brown hair and had the look of uncertainty in his hazel eyes. He wore simple enough cloths, though none really befitting a pirate, aside from the nicely crafted sword strapped to his side.

The first man scanned the room quickly, taking note of the obviously stunned occupants, until one bold fellow spoke.

"Jack?"

There was a long pause from the dreaded man as he sized up the brave soul who had addressed him. Sauntering over to him, he leaned down and pointed an accusing finger in the poor mans face, nearly scaring the living daylights out of him and knocking him onto the floor.

"That's Captain Jack" he corrected, a cocky grin never leaving his features.

The room seemed to take a moment, letting the information settle in before there was a unanimous cheer. Mugs clicked together, people calling out to the Captain and an overall jolly mood overtook the place at having such an infamous pirate back 'home' again.

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"I don't fucking believe it" was the only thing Rita could manage to say once the cheers had died down to a normal level and she could hear herself think again.

"So we really did end up in the movie..." Sara added with an air of disbelief, looking over at Rita who couldn't seem to take her eyes off of the Johnny look alike.

Standing up quickly, Rita pulled a dazed Sara to the back tavern wall by the storage room door, keeping their backs turned towards the crowd and paying the drunken slobs they passed no heed. Sara was trying her best not to get her frayed light blue skirts caught on the splintered wooden floor boards. This wouldn't exactly be an opportune moment to trip flat onto her face.

Once they reached the back, they huddled together in the corner. "Jack Sparrow and Will Turner" she all but muttered tp herself, though rather loud enough for Sara to hear.

"I knew we were in Tortuga, but I honestly thought they didn't exist. I used to hope but now... here they are..." Rita shook her head again, as if she almost didn't believe her own eyes.

Seeing a fictional place was one thing, but seeing actually people who you used to believe to be movie characters? Pigs might as well come flying by as far as she was concerned. But if they were here, that meant...

"No doubt their here looking for a crew. Im sure there chasing Barbossa and the pearl." Sara finished her thoughts for her.

Still huddled in the far corner of the bar, Rita made a few comments under her breath before muttering an "ill be right back" and disappearing into the back storage room.

Giving a small nod and letting out a breath she had been holding, Sara spun around was unprepared to come face to face with the Captain him self. And from the looks of it, she had a feeling he had just overheard something he shouldn't have..

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AU: well, its short but I wanted to get something out there so you know what the stories going to be like. Review please? That little button down there? You should push it. The monkey never lies.