Chapter 4: Every Fan's Dream

Totally shocked, Sammy stood up in a flash and turned to look at an incredibly attractive Jack, "Oh god, I am not even placed in the cell where the prisoners escape!"

Jack looked terribly confused, "I'm sorry? How'd you know about them prisoners fleeing?"

"That is not important!" Sammy stepped up and grabbed Jack by the collar, "did they come already?" Obviously, she was so worried about saving Miguel that she completely forgot the crush she had on him in the movies.

"Luv, if ye want to be naughty, all ye have to do is tell me." With a mischievous grin, Jack tried to pull her closer, but Sammy was quicker than he expected and grabbed his hands before he could place them on her behind.

"Please, Jack, did the skeleton pirates already come?" Sammy asked, on the brink of tears.

"Captain Jack Sparrow, and how'd ye know about them pirates?" he thought for a while; then asked "How'd ye know my name?" He let her go and stepped back to examine her better.

Samantha sighed in relief and went to sit in the corner by the window, "at least they won't find me here…" she then looked up at Jack with a smile, "I'm sorry, Jack, you're rather famous… or infamous, depending on how you look at it, and well… I can see the future… to some extent…"

Jack took well to the compliment and swaggered over to kiss her hand, "'tis alright, I like a wee bit of a psychic in my women."

Exasperated, Sammy pulled her hand away and stood to look out the window. "Oh, Jack-"

"Captian."

Sammy simply rolled her eyes and continued, "You, mister, are ridiculous."

Jack grinned and snuck in front of her, asking "so what be your… wow… those eyes…"

Sammy turned away and sat back down to open her bag, "yes, I know, all the women in my family have eyes like mine." She pulled out her wet clothes and laid them on the window sill as Jack observed her.

"I know those eyes…" Jack mumbled, "I just can not place it…" He sat on the opposite corner and asked, "What's you're name?"

"Samantha."

"Samantha? Hmm… I shall call you Samsy. No last name, Samsy?"

"That is not important."

"Hmm… I suppose not a lot is important to you, so what happens to be you're crime?"

"Looting," she said rather bitterly, ignoring his comment about important things, "in the middle of a pirate raid."

Jack laughed full heartily, "picked some general's sister's shop?"

"Actually, yes," Sammy was done putting her clothes out to dry and sat down to make herself comfortable.

"So can ye really tell the future?" Jack asked as he curiously examined the unique clothing she had lain out; he would have inquired about them but dismissed them when he thought about the other clothing he had seen in the world.

"Sort of… I can see that someone you met today will gain significant meaning for you tomorrow. It'll be a start of quite the adventure for you – and I am going to be a part of it." Jack was going to speak, but Sammy continued, "Although, the exact time and place when the events take place, or how they occur, seem to be different… I just know the grand scheme of things."

Jack was not listening anymore – he stopped at the mention of meeting someone important, "so tomorrow I meet the son of-"

"Well, you met him in a certain blacksmith's shop."

He was slowly crawling to her in deep interest, "is he the son of-" but she quickly turned around so her back was to him.

"Good night Jack, I'm going to try and rest up before our adventure starts tomorrow."

"But wait, what about this…" noticing her light snores already, he tried to shake her awake. Unfortunately for him, Sammy and I had been roommates with a certain girl who was rather loud, and we acquired the skill to pass out with obnoxious noises in the background. To top it off, when we slept, we slept like dead cows (why cows? I really do not know why we picked that animal). Jack couldn't wake Sammy and he soon gave up.

Sammy awoke with a splitting headache. She stood up with the intent of drinking her Starbucks and Advil as soon as possible. As she stretched, she noticed two very confused looking men staring at her. "Oh god, I wasn't dreaming…"

Samantha observed the handsome Jack on the floor and then moved her eyes onto the dashing Will. As soon as Will locked eyes with Sammy, they widened in recognition, "You are real!"

"Ah, I see you have met my good and very real friend, Samsy already." Jack said as he pulled Sammy into his side.

Sammy immediately pulled away in nervousness and embarrassment, "My name is Samantha."

Will simply stood there, completely stunned, "Your eyes…" I'm sure he didn't know what exactly to make of her. He thought she was a figment of his imagination the previous night, since he only saw her so briefly. So, of course, our dear William did the only thing logically Will, "Are you a pirate?"

"Heaven forbid!" Sammy said in surprise.

"No need to be coy, tell Mr… umm… what's your name?"

Will snapped out of it and remembered his original goal, "Will Turner."

Jack looked at Sammy sharply and then turned back to Will, "Uh-huh. Well, Mr. Turner, I've changed me mind. If you spring me from this cell I swear, on pain of death, I shall take you to the Black Pearl and your bonny lass. Do we have an accord?"

"Aww, poop! I missed the beginning of the conversation?" Sammy sighed, but was ignored by the two men. As they continued their agreement and Will began to set them free, Sammy quickly gathered her things together in her bag. By the time she was done, Jack was grabbing his "effects."

Both men turned to look a Sammy. Jack cleared his throat, but Sammy stopped him, "Do not even try to leave me behind or you'll have the wrath worse than hell on your heels."

Jack nodded as Sammy ran up the stairs. Will looked at Jack in confusion, all Jack could justify her with is: "Woman's wrath." He shivered and then ran up the stairs after her.

Once they were on the beach, Sammy looked at the Dauntless in wonder, "wow… she's bigger than I imagined, now to steal it."

Will gave Jack yet another look of confusion (that boy was slapped with a confusion stick! Gosh!), "We're going to steal that ship?"

"Well, that line is a little bit different than expected," Sammy muttered.

And then came the exchange grimaced at by Will fans all over the world: Jack corrected Will, "Commandeer. We're going to commandeer that ship. Nautical term. One question about your business, boy, or there's no use going. This girl, how far are you willing to go to save her?"

We all know Will responds with, "I'd die for her."

"Oh, good. No worries, then." Sam and Jack said at the same time, although Sammy's tone was very much the bitter. Jack raised his eyebrow at her before taking off to the rowboats.

"I hope I did the right thing…" Will muttered.

"Oh, you worry wart! Come on, Will, let's have fun while we're at it." Sammy paid his surprised expression no attention, and grabbed his hand to run and help Jack turn over the boats. The excitement was starting to get into her system – she was finally realizing that she was living every fan girl's dream. Samantha giggled to herself as they walked into the water under the cover of the boat.

Fully submerged, Will commented, "This is either madness or brilliance."

"It's remarkable how often those two traits coincide." Jack responds.

"Watch out for the trap below, Will." Sammy said when she saw it coming up. She had no trouble avoiding it, mainly because she was so incredibly short that her feet weren't touching the ground anyhow – she was treading water. "Moments like these make me love my height."

"You're a very unique woman aren't you?" Will said.

Terribly embarrassed, Sammy responded, "I suppose so."

When they finally reached the ship, Sammy let the men go up ontop first. Halfway up the side of the ship her dress became caught in the rope. She pulled and tugged to set herself free, but only succeeded in ripping her dress up to mid-thigh. "Oh poop!" She grumbled as she heard a great splash on the other side of the ship, "Agh! This is upsetting, I missed the 'avast' part…" She finally managed to pull herself on deck.

Will and Jack were busy moving about the ship, making it seem as though they were trying to sail the ship while never giving away what they were truly doing.

Sammy couldn't help but steal Norrington's line, "Rash, Turner, too rash."

"I'm sorry?" Will's question sent Sammy about two feet in the air; she did not expect him to hear her.

"Umm… nothing…" Sammy laughed nervously before making herself look busy.

"Samsy, at my motion, swing over alright?" Jack whispered as they hid.

Sammy watched Jack intently as The Interceptor pulled up beside The Dauntless and its crew began to spill onto the bigger ship. After a few moments and shouts, Jack motioned to the smaller ship. Sammy and Will came out of their hiding place and swung over onto The Interceptor. Working quickly, the three of them removed the ropes keeping the two ships attached. Will and Jack went into quick work to get the ship as far away as possible from The Dauntless.

At a safe distance, Jack shouted over to Norrington, "Thank you, Commodore, for getting us ready to make way. We'd have had a hard time of it by ourselves."

Will shook his head in disbelief and amusement while Sammy merely laughed with delight.

After about two hours, the ones without the title of captain relaxed enough to talk to each other.

"I can not believe that worked." Will looked at Jack in wonderment, "How long have you known him?" He asked Sam.

"Oh, pfft! Jack and I go way back, all the way back to last night." Her light voice removed the rest of the tension from Will's shoulders as he chuckled.

"I suppose I should not chastise you about calling me Will, I have come to accept that you are a different sort of girl, miss… All I know is your first name, and I do not believe it would be app-"

"Oh hush! You know my name is Samantha, I prefer to not be referred to by my last name."

"Well… Miss Samantha, I do believe you should find some better clothes downstairs. That rip goes… ahem… quite far up your leg."

Samantha laughed at the hilarity of his blushing face, "oh, you're so cute and proper. Alright, I'll go change."

Somehow, Will managed to become redder than before, he tried to hide it by turning away to grab his sharpening tool. Sammy couldn't help but laugh again as she shook her head and walked below deck.

Once downstairs, Sammy let herself blush and giggle like a school girl. The excitement bubbled up from her belly and into a little hop and skip. She really was living every fan girl's dream. She would fall in love with Jack Sparrow and partake of one of the grandest fictional adventures of all time – she might even be able to throw something sticky and gross into Elizabeth's hair. How exciting!

To Be Continued…

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