Jane woke up very early in the morning. Rubbing the sleepiness out of her eyes, she noticed something.

This room looked different.

This wasn't the ship.

She felt extremely confused. Where the hell am I? she wondered to herself.

Then she noticed something that made her heart pang with guilt.

There was a small heap of clothes at the edge of her 'bed'.

And they were hers.

She swallowed hard. Then she closed her eyes. "This is a dream, This is a dream.." she said to herself. "Jane you need to wake up." She opened her eyes again, but the clothes were still in the pile, no matter how much she willed them to be on her. She shakily looked to her left. There lay Scott, also naked. Everything from the past night came back to her mind. "What have I done?" she whispered to herself.

Jane looked back at him. Weeks ago she would have thought he looked quite handsome. Weeks ago, she'd have given anything to be where she was now. But now, she wasn't sure. That rum bottle sitting next to him reminded her of what she had promised Barbossa.

Oh, Barbossa

Please forgive me

She feared when she would come back onto the ship and he would find out what they had done.

Why am I thinking this?

She shook her head. Why did she care what Barbossa thought?

Then hit her.

Or maybe she had just been denying the truth.

Either way, she fancied him.

Her mind argued. No you don't like him. You are happy your in this situation. But for once, she denied what her brain told her.

"This is wrong."

She grabbed her clothes and pulled them on as quickly as she could. Scott, blinked awake and yawned "mornin' luv'." Ignoring him, she hastily buckled the belt onto her pants. Noticing she was rushing, he looked at her curiously. "Something wrong?" "Yes." she said simply. "What?" he wondered. She continued to ignore him and left the shack.

She was going back to the bar to fetch the drink she promised. Unsurprisingly, Scott appeared outside and ran to her. "Jane.." he breathed heavily "..What's wrong?" "Go away Scott." she said sharply. Slightly frustrated he continued "What's going on?" Shoving the bar door open she narrowed her eyes at him. "None of your business." she walked up to the bartender. "one wine." she said to him. He nodded and grabbed a bottle. "Jane, tell me, what did I do? Because it's obviously is my fault." Scott was starting to get angry at her. "How much?" she asked the bartender. " five shillings." he said. He was not going to give her another free bottle. It was bad for business. Pulling her pouch out, she gave him the money. Then she grabbed the bottle and walked off. "Jane!" Scott exclaimed. "Honestly?! What the bloody hell is going on? What did I do that is making you so upset?" Jane lost it. She pushed him to a brick wall with more strength than he thought she had. "You want to know what you did?" her voice dangerously quiet. "Okay. You push me to do something I am going to regret for the rest of my life. I lost my virginity because of you! How do you think that feels?"

"Jane.. but I thought.."

"..I loved you?! No! I haven't loved you in years! I'm done with you! There's someone else who's come into my life. Someone else, Scott. Not you. I did this because first, I wasn't thinking. Second, you were pushing me in a tight corner. I had no idea how to escape. You are my dear friend, and I didn't want to hurt your feelings, so I did it. But I was wrong. Sometimes you have to stand up for what you want. And what you believe. So Scott, unless you respect my decision, I can't be friends with you or even be near you. I'm taking this wine to a captain. My captain. I made a promise. I didn't keep it. He'll be concerned for me and wonder where the bloody hell I've been this whole time. Then I'll have to tell him. Tell him what I did. And that will ruin our friendship. Do you have any idea how much his friendship means to me?" she fake laughed. "of course not. But I love him, Scott. I love him no matter how much my mind tells me not to. So please, Scott, leave me alone. Leave me alone and live your life while I live mine." She marched off to the ship. Scott stood their with mixed feelings. He felt betrayed, heartbroken, angry, and bewildered. Shaking his head he walked to her. "Jane..." she snapped her head "Please, just let me speak. I am sad you don't love me. But I'm not going to get angry for following your heart. If you love him, then I respect that. Just let me at least make it up to you. I am truly sorry for what I did." Her eyes softened. "You mean that?" she said.

He nodded. She smiled.

Knock-Knock

Barbossa looked up at the door. It was probably Jane. He smiled. Finally, she had come back. She must have got drunk and fainted before she could make it. He opened the door.

Outside was Jane.

"Took you a while didn't it?" he grinned

She rolled her eyes. "Yes." she handed him his wine. "one wine bottle, as promised." she grinned back.

Pulling of the cork he continued "Speaking of," he took a swig "what took you? Decided to join the fight?" he joked.

Jane looked down uncomfortably. "um, about that.." she looked down at the ground. Barbossa cocked his eyebrow. "don't lie to me." he said. "I can see through lies." Jane took a deep breath "I did.." she couldn't finish her sentence.

His eyes widened.

"You mean..?" he asked her quizzically.

She nodded. "Hector.."

"Jane, I'm not in charge of what you do. It's up to you if you want to do such things."

She shook her head "See, the thing is, I wasn't thinking and I did it because he pushed me to.."

His expression changed from calm to furious. "He forced..?" he said with a quietness she feared.

"It's not like that but, ugh, this is extremely hard to explain."

"Who?" his voice was venom.

"It's not like that! It's not what you think! I did it willingly! but because I didn't want to hurt his feelings."

His expression softened "You don't owe a man anything."

"Yes, I realize that now. I was a fool." she looked down, ashamed.

He lifted her chin up "Jane, even though I think what you did was completely stupid, I believe that everyone makes mistakes." She smiled gratefully at him. "Oh, I want to introduce a new member to the crew." she stepped aside and a man appeared. "This is Scott. He's going to be part of the crew to pay a debt." Barbossa cocked his eyebrow. He knew clearly what this 'debt' was. He suddenly felt envious of him.

Barbossa furrowed his brow.

Envious?

Jealous?

He suddenly knew why.

Jane.