Hey guys, i hope you're enjoying this so far. Sorry but i had to get the whore slapping in there, hilarious. Please R&R. d/s: I own nothing but my own creations. The song must be acredited to Xavier Atencio and George Bruns.

Chapter Four: Attempted Payback:

"Alright you measly dogs! And Elizabeth" Jack cried out as he stood at the helm.

"Ahem" Annabelle faked a cough.

"And Annabelle I suppose. We'll be stopping in at Tortuga for a short while to get supplies, namely rum."

A great cheer broke out amongst the pirates.

"And I suppose a good whore will be available to those who are willing to spend money." (Further cheer and looks of disgust from Annabelle, Elizabeth and Will once Elizabeth had glared at him for cheering).

Before they knew it, they were docked and Annabelle flinched as she heard laughing and breaking bottles and saw at least three whores making out with pirates in the middle of the street. She pulled a face in disgust. How could they lower themselves to that level?

As everyone stepped upon the shore they all scattered, even Elizabeth and Will and Annabelle found herself alone with Jack on a Pirate port. Could things get any worse?

Suddenly two whores came marching towards them with their hands on their hips. "Clarissa" Jack laughed at the blonde one right before she slapped him across the face.

"Where have you been?" she demanded.

"Nowhere of consequence love, ah, Crystal" he said to the other one, thinner with dark brown hair, his greeting met with another slap.

By now Annabelle was laughing, "Jack", she thought "getting continually slapped by women, hilarious". She wondered if this happened often.

Clarissa noticed her laughing, "Who are you?" she asked her and then she slapped Jack again "Cheating on me."

"Oh no, I'm not with him. He's just taking me to where I need to go. Say, have you ever noticed…"

The three women stood in huddle a little distance off, talking about Jack obviously and laughing insanely at whatever it was that Annabelle was saying. She kept looking at him, smirking, telling him with her expression that it was all to get back at him for whatever he might have done. He hated when she did that, every time she met another woman there was laughing and whispering. It was driving him mad!

Jack decided that she wasn't worth it after all. He walked over and grabbed her by the arm and dragged her into the pub. "Stay here, I'll get you a rum."

Annabelle was too in shock at this act of kindness to dispute it.

Jack walked over to the bar and leant across it side on, "Hey James, can I get one rum please, that lady over there" He pointed over at Annabelle, who was oblivious, staring at a pashing couple in disgust, "Will pay for it."

"Ok Jack." He filled a dirty brown mug and then held it out to him.

"Thanks mate." Jack grinned with his gold capped teeth and his eyes sparkled as he thought of what would come from this simple act, freedom.

He handed to mug to Annabelle, "There you go love," Smiled, and walked away. Annabelle began sipping away, trying to adapt to the strong, foreign taste.

The bartender walked over to her suddenly, "I'll have the money for that now Missy."

Annabelle paled, "But, I don't have any money."

"Well you'll have to pay for it some how. How about entertaining us in some way, huh?"

The bar was silent now, everyone standing and staring at the conversation that was being carried out. Jack stood at the back, smirking. He knew that if Annabelle couldn't pay for the rum, they wouldn't let her go and Jack would be freed of her. No treasure was worth putting up with her.

Annabelle had never looked more scared, Jack triumphed in her weakness. Suddenly she started singing, quietly at first but then building up in volume as her confidence increased and the other people in the bar joined in in her song. Even the band began playing the accompaniment music. At the very height of her success, Annabelle glanced over to where Jack stood with his jaw dropped and smirked at him. That smirk was his old enemy. She'd won again. Damn her!

They all sang:

"Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me.
We pillage, we plunder, we rifle, and loot,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.
We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot,
Drink up me 'earties, yo ho.

Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me.
We extort, we pilfer, we filch, and sack,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.
Maraud and embezzle, and even high-jack,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.

Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me.
We kindle and char, inflame and ignite,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.
We burn up the city, we're really a fright,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.

We're rascals, scoundrels, villans, and knaves,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.
We're devils and black sheep, really bad eggs,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.

Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me.
We're beggars and blighters, ne'er-do-well cads,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.
Aye, but we're loved by our mommies and dads,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho."

When they finished, everyone cheered and the bartender pushed her towards the door and smiled, "Alright, you can go now Miss."

She smiled back at him and then walked towards the door, past Jack who still stood in shock and out the door. As she passed him she murmered to him, "You'll never get rid of me Dicky." She smirked as she passed him.

She walked all the way back to the ship and went into the room she shared with Elizabeth and shut the door. All the rest of the crew struggled back to the Pearl slowly, heaving barrels of rum. Jack walked back, still in a daze. He couldn't believe she'd foiled his plan.

Jack suddenly smiled his 'up-to-no-good' grin. Now, he wanted her even more.