Her lungs were burning until she let out a cough and felt water flow up her trachea and out of her mouth

Her face was menacing and she attempted to bite him, but he just gave a quick nod to the guards and she was thrown into the cell next to Jack's. Her body hit the floor and when Jack was sure that everyone was gone he rushed over to the wall of bars that separated them.

"Marie?"

She had heard it and it made her spine tingle. Something in her mind was telling her to still be mad, but she also wanted to see his face. She wanted to run through the bars and hug him, but she didn't know if he still wanted to see her. He did plan to kick her off of the ship, until she overheard his plan. Marie tried to lift her body off of the ground, and she did, but there was so much pain from being thrown, it took her a few minutes. She sat up on the ground and turned to face the neighboring cell.

"Jack?" He looked disheveled and messy, but she knew it was nothing compared to how she must look. At her voice his mouth went from a sad worrying frown to a relieved smile. Marie had to think for a moment and she couldn't think of once that she'd seen him smile like that, and she knew that it was for her. His eyes sparkled and she saw that flash of blue-green stuck in among the chocolaty brown. She knew it was there, she just had to see it for herself.

Marie smiled and laughed. "Why is it not surprising that we are looking at each other from behind bars." Her laughter echoed through the bars and off of the stonewalls that imprisoned them. Jack's laughter joined and they laughed to relieve all of their pain and to forget about the hurtful words they had said to one another. The walls seemed to vibrate and give off a feeling of happiness amidst the grim situation. It almost made Marie forget what had started the entire departure. Almost. But for the time being they would enjoy their short time together.

"So how did you get caught?" Marie asked.

"Well, I was in the tavern picking out a new crew member and saw one man with decent sword skills. And-"

"And then he slapped the handcuffs on you." Marie finished for him. "I had been doing the same thing, but I was just looking for a another pirate to talk to."

"Oh really?" Jack looked at her and said, "Tell me, Marie. What were you looking for a pirate for again?"

"To talk to."

"But even before you knew that that pirate was a guard for Beckett you only picked him because he was a pirate. You knew that he wouldn't be great to talk to." Jack looked at Marie with eyes that she couldn't read. "And the only reason why you were looking for a pirate to talk to was because you didn't have me."

Marie jumped to her feet, "Absurd! I hope that you're kidding." She knew that she had perked Jack's interest by her too-quick response. She could play his game too. "What makes you think that?"

"Oh I have a knack for this type of thing, love." His smirk was playing across his face, like a child being given an oversized present to unwrap.

"But then you went to the tavern to find another crewmember." Marie stepped up to the bars. She looked into his eyes and said, "You were looking for a crewmember that could fight, and take care of you in a way that nobody else can. A person that would make you shiver with the slightest touch." Her face was three inches from his now. "But when you found said pirate, you knew that you wouldn't find that perfect mixture. And the only reason why you were searching for a crewmember was because you didn't have me." Marie trailed her fingers up his arm, and was delighted to see him shudder.

Her hand paused on his elbow and he looked down into her eyes and whispered, "But I have you now."

Marie let out a small gasp, and Jack stuck his hands through the bars and wrapped his forearms around hers. He looked down at her and waiting for her to struggle but she didn't even budge. Her eyes turned from a witty fire to a deep longing. Jack leaned in and their lips touched. Immediately, Jack wanted nothing more than for those bars to have vanished on the spot. She tasted like nothing that he had ever tasted before. It was as if everything that he ever loved had become a flavor. He broke apart and said the one thing that came to his mind. "At Tortuga the rooms were free." Then he plunged back into the kiss again.

Marie smiled through the kiss and let out a small chuckle. She had had a funny feeling before that he had purposefully put them in the same room. But she didn't care now. All she cared about was the feeling of his lips on hers. He tasted like the salt of the ocean's depths; it was wonderful. She started to make the kiss a little more forceful and Jack took that as permission. He deepened the kiss and put one of his hands through the bars and onto Marie's waist. How was she able to resist him this entire time? It seemed an impossible feat.

Jack broke away first, but still left his hand on her waist and their arms were still holding onto each other. She let go of his arm and he let his hand slide off of her waist. Marie looked at the bars that kept her away from him and Jack saw her eyes widen in delight. "I have a plan."