AN: Thanks to all the reviewers! I'm glad you all like it. I'm also starting another story that I think I like better than this one so I might alternate reviews.

I realized I never set up this story so I'm going to explain it here

IMPORTANT: This story is based after the third movie, about a month after. I changed the ending of the movie to have Jack with the Pearl. I don't like him with out it. Will's still captain, Barbossa was marooned on an Island and Elizabeth is never to be seen in this story. I don't like her. Ok short chapter but here it goes.

Chapter 3: The Black Pearl

Third Person POV

"Taylor. My name's Taylor Robin."

Jack's eyes showed a glint of interest as Taylor introduced herself properly to him.

"Perfect. A Sparrow and a Robin. We're meant for each other, luv." He said with a smirk. Then turning serious, he continued "Now, do ye plan on spending yer entire life being a barmaid in Tortuga or do ye want something more?"

Taylor looked at Jack with a scrutinizing gaze. "What do you mean by 'more', Mr. Sparrow?"

"Its Captain, luv. Not Mr., remember? I hate 'Mr.'" He said waving his hand in dismissal. "In more, I mean adventure, love, and the freedom of the open sea." His eyes seemed to shine with the offers he just made.

"I'm sorry Captain Sparrow-…"

"Call me Jack." He said, interrupting once again.

She sighed in annoyance. "I'm sorry Jack but I've had just enough adventure to last me quite a while." She shivered, remembering those dreadful days on Neptune's Hoard.

"Aye, maybe ye have but what about love?" Grinning as he said this, Taylor flinched.

She paused, remembering the last time she had been entirely alone with a man. "I don't think I'll need any of that either." She said, quietly, after snapping out of her memories.

Jack seemed to notice the pause.

"Ye've had bad experiences with love before then?" he said, his smile fading.

"You could say that, but I wouldn't call it love. Just one bastard of a man." She said, avoiding his gaze.

He seemed to ponder over this for a moment before continuing with a hearty smile.

"Well ye've struck two out of three, offers I made, out. What about the third? The freedom of the open sea? Ye can't have any objections to that." He said with a confident tone.

"There is no 'freedom' for women. I wish there was, but we can't just go sailing the seven seas. It's not 'allowed'." Said Taylor, thinking about how she already broke that rule.

"And since when do pirates follow what's allowed and what's not?" Jack questioned, leaning in.

"I would guess never but I'm not a pirate so it doesn't matter." Taylor said quickly, looking down at the table.

Jack chuckled "Of course yer a pirate, luv. Yer here, in the best pirate port there is, a'nt ye?"

Taylor shifted in her chair. "Yes I guess I am a pirate now." She said with a sigh. "Its not something I ever planned on happening to me, I can assure you."

Jack's face became darker "Being a pirate isn't something ye plan on doing. Yer usually put here by force." His face suddenly brightened. "But ye won't see me complaining! All the rum and company I can buy!" He said lifting his drink up into the air, getting a cheer from his crew.

Taylor tried to hide a smile but was unsuccessful. She laughed with the crew for a couple of rounds of drinks and sea shanties, enjoying it more than she thought she would. After a mug of rum, Taylor was feeling a little fuzzy. She was pretty good at holding her drink, but this rum was stronger than she thought. Looking over at Jack and the many surrounding mugs, which were all empty, she knew he would be feeling them in the morning.

Laughing at another joke, Jack turned back to Taylor. He wanted to show her a good time and she seemed to be having one. Suddenly Jack stood up.

"Come on, luv. I wana show ye something." He slurred. Grabbing her arm, he pulled her from her chair.

Taylor, quite startled from the sudden change, stood reluctantly. Following him out the door she asked Jack where he was taking her.

"I'm going to show you the Pearl." He said swaying down toward the docks. Taylor sighed and let him lead her to his ship, stepping over many people and animals in the process.

When they arrived at the docks, Taylor watched as men carried barrels and bags of fruits onto the many ships surrounding her. There were tons of different sized ships, ones with two masts and some with three. Looking at the names of the ships she noticed how each ship was painted in coordination with the name. The Horizons Flame was painted with an orange and a red strip around the side of the ship. The Sapphire was mostly painted blue with black designs. Looking over to another ship she noticed it was painted entirely black with matching black sails. Looking closer she noticed it didn't look painted but worn down to black. 'I wonder what type of wood does that' she mused.

"And this glorious ship you are lookin' at hereis The Black Pearl." Jack said with pride. 'I had guessed as much' Taylor thought looking back at Jack. Looking to the Pearl once more she snickered.

"It's a rather big ship isn't it? Are you, by any chance, compensating for something?" She smiled as she watched his face grow confused and then shocked. She couldn't help but laugh as she watched him struggle for something to say.

"Luv, I can assure you that there is no compensating going on." He then slyly looked over to me "I can show you if you like" he said with a glint in his eye.

'Nope that's far enough' Taylor thought. "No Captain Sparrow, I think not. I'm going to take your word for it. Now if you'll excuse me. I'm sure my new boss is wondering where I am." She started to walk away and back to the town. "Hopefully I wont get fired she mumbled to herself."

Jack grabbed her arm. "Now, luv, I was merely offering to show you the Pearl. What were you thinking I meant?" He said with a grin, turning her once more to the Pearl.

Taylor looked him over with a knowing look. 'I bet that was you intention Sparrow.' She planted her feet before he could lead her any farther. "I really think I should be returning to the tavern. Thank you Captain Sparrow for tonight but I can't afford to lose my job." She felt his hand release her arm.

"Alright, luv. Can't have you fired, now can we? Who else will serve my crew rum?" He slurred with a chuckle. "Maybe I'll show her to you another time." To Taylor's surprise Jack grabbed her hand and placed a light kiss on the back of it. Not knowing what to say, Taylor felt her face grow hot. He ruggedly smiled and turned back to his ship, shouting at men while he walked up the gangplank.

Flustered, Taylor headed back to the Faithful Bride. 'That was unexpected' she thought. She had never experienced something like that before. All the men she interacted with were never gentlemanly, and usually went for a kiss on the mouth than on the hand. She smiled as she made her way through Tortuga. 'Maybe he's not so bad.' Taylor mused.