A/N: Sorry it's taken me so long to write this chapter, don't worry, I haven't abandoned you yet! I'm not on holiday anymore, but I've not had a whole lot of homework lately, so be prepared for longer waits in the future! I also wanted to say a huge thanks to the people who've already left reviews - you know who you are! It's always so rewarding getting feedback, especially so early in a fic. Thanks a mill, you guys. By the way, I've made some changes to the last two chapters so if you haven't already it'd be a good idea just to read over them to make sure you haven't missed anything. I saw Bridge To Terabithia recently. Cried my eyes out. What a great film! Of course not as great as AWE. It's only been out since the 24th and already I've seen it twice. Haha, I'm such a nerd!

To . : Thanks, I always try saying the dialogue out loud and then decide whether or not they'd actually say it. For instance, in Chapter 2 I originally had Jack say "Thanks, love," when Lizzie told him he looked well, but when I changed it to darling I realised that it had to be "Thank you" I'm not sure why, but with love thanks works and with darling it has to be thank you. Weird, eh?

To Stricy: I didn't actually have any reason for having Lizzie dye her hair, I just love black hair! But I guess I'd better think something up, now…

Disclaimer: Yes, they all belong to me! MUAHAHAHAHAAAAA! Not.

Chapter 3: Another Request

Elizabeth's engulfing slumber was slow to recede the next morning, but a persistent knocking on the cabin door finally broke through to her.

"Just a moment," Elizabeth rolled out of her bed and grabbed her coat. A moment later she opened the door. A nervous-looking Ragetti took in her bare feet, untucked shirt, dishevelled black hair and the briefest trace of smudged kohl around her eyes left over from the night before. He gulped and fixed his eyes on the wall behind her.

"Uhm, the captain – requests your, uh, presence in his cabin. Whenever you're, uh," he gulped again, "ready…"

Elizabeth glanced briefly at the wall behind her then looked back at Ragetti who looked quickly back at the wall. Stifling a laugh, Elizabeth replied.

"Well you may tell the captain that he can expect me presently."

Ragetti gulped again, nodded and withdrew.

Elizabeth shut the door and turned, chuckling, to get ready.

"Come in," Jack called, not looking up from his charts.

The door opened and Elizabeth entered the captain's cabin of the Black Pearl for the first time under its rightful captaincy.

"Ah, Miss Swann," Jack had looked round as she came in and now stood up, "So good of you to honour me."

Elizabeth rolled her eyes.

"What was it you wanted?"

Jack raised his eyebrows and she wished she had worded that question differently. She tried to ignore the way his eyes slid over her before he responded.

"Well, darling, broad though that question might be, I think I know which answer you're looking for. Like I said last night, I want to know your story, so you'll be dining here, with me."

"So am I not to have anything to do with the crew?" asked Elizabeth with a grin. Jack waved a hand.

"We can't have your innocence compromised by that lot, all their foul language and uncouth habits."

"And you really think anything they say or do would affect me in any way after my year following you?"

"Naivety can withstand a lot in my experience, darling."

Elizabeth's expression was clear to read: Really? She let out a stream of expletives so long she had to take a breath in the middle, whilst managing to retain an innocent look on her face.

Jack raised a comic eyebrow.

"One or two in there I'm not sure I know. But there are a good few more I could teach you."

"I'm sure there's a lot you could teach me, Jack."

"Indeed."

Jack gestured towards the large, dark, wooden table.

Elizabeth turned, following his outstretched hand and looked at the table, remembering with a shudder her first meal there.

"Memories?" Jack grinned, sympathetically.

"Decidedly unpleasant ones."

She shook her head to dispel the past and smiled at Jack.

"However the company is… oh, infinitely better than last time," she quipped.

Jack raised his eyebrows.

"Likewise, darling," he returned and motioned for her to sit.

Elizabeth did so. Jack sat diagonally to her, in the same place Barbossa had sat. She assumed it was the captain's chair.

"Help yourself to whatever you like, darling."

She shot him a dark look that made him laugh, then looked at the table. It was only now that Elizabeth noticed the feast set before her. Knowing better than to "stand on ceremony" while on a pirate ship she grabbed the nearest item of food – a roughly cut chunk of bread – and began to devour it. She had not had an opportunity to dine so extravagantly for a long time and doubted very much she would be able to again soon. Jack watched for a moment, amused at her enthusiasm and, of course, taking the opportunity to let his eyes wander while she was distracted. He began to eat, slowly, not taking his eyes off her. It took Elizabeth all of three minutes to eat her fill and notice that Jack's eyes had not shifted from her in some time.

"What?"

Jack shook his head as if dismissing her question, but continued to watch her. She swallowed.

"What?"

"You."

She drew herself up, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

"What about me, exactly?" she demanded, feigning a haughty voice.

"You're just such a…" He trailed off. She leant over the table towards him until she could feel his breath on her face.

"Pirate…?" she purred. Despite her flirtatious manner, Jack kept his eyes fixed on her own and his expression remained amused.

"Exactly."

Elizabeth looked round as a bell sounded on deck.

"And that'll be your watch." She looked back as Jack spoke. "You're on the same watch as Marty, so if you have any questions you're to ask him. Lunch will be taken on deck and the afternoon is your own." He stood up. "It seems I'll have to wait till dinner to hear your story. Until then, Miss Swann..."

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