"Now, Narcisse- let's not do anything we'd regret la-"

Jack was bitch-slapped repeatedly.

"AUGH!! Narcisse!! Stop it-!!"

Jack fell to the ground, Narcisse leaping onto his torso, like a lioness to a water buffalo…

A really sexy, screaming buffalo.

"YOU BASTA!! Narcisse stopped slapping him, picked up the whimpering Jack by his prison shirt, slamming him against the wall.

"DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID TO ME!?!?" Narcisse screamed in his face. "YOU LOCKED ME IN THAT CLOSET AND LEFT ME TO THE POLICE!!!"

She slapped him again.

"YOU EMBARRASED ME!!! AND THAT'S PRETTY HARD TO DO WHEN YOU'RE A PROSTITUTE!!!"

Narcisse raised her hand to slap him again, but it was immediately snatched at the wrist by Jack.

She raised her other hand, only to be restrained by the pirate.

"NARCISSE- Listen to me!!!"

Narcisse thrashed around kicking and writhing.

"NARCISSE!! Stop!!" Jack was putting on a desperate tone. Narcisse looked into his face, her teeth gritted and her eyes on the verge of enraged tears.

"Now, I'm sorry I did that to you… it was brutal and savage... completely inhumane… especially when it involves…"

Jack pulled her closer.

"… someone I love…" he said, looking into her eyes.

"Jacques… I am sorry…" Narcisse said, embracing him deeply.

"I'm sorry too, Narcisse." Jack smiled.

"DA-AMN!! SCREW PIRACY, I SHOULD BE AN ACTOR!!!! WOOO!! I AM GOO-OOD!!!" he thought.

Narcisse pulled away, smiling and embarrassed smile. She laughed.

"I'm sorry… I should've known you'd try something like that… I guess I was kinda' in your way."

"Y'got THAT right…" Jack whispered, under his breath,

"What'd you say?" Narcisse asked.

"Nothing." He said.

There was an awkward silence for a couple of minutes before Narcisse sat down on the ground and asked:

"Hey, um… so, are we going to get Johnny after we get out of here?"

Jack gave her a strange look.

"We're getting out today."

Narcisse's eyes bugged open for a second before dropping her mouth.

"Wha-what do you mean?" Narcisse asked.

"Well, Johnny's in the Bahamas right now…and, in order to get him… we'll have to go to the Bahamas."

Narcisse didn't know if he was joking or not.

"Jack- Johnny gets home in like… what? Four weeks."

"Actually it's more like three."

"Can't you just WAIT?" Narcisse asked.

Jack burst out laughing and holding his stomach.

"That is the craziest plan I've EVER heard!" Jack said. Narcisse looked to the ground, her mouth hanging open less: trying to comprehend the situation she was in.

"Okay, so here's my plan: I've done this a couple of times… I'm going to prostitute myself-"

"Wait, wait, wait! Stop right there-!" Narcisse said. "You're going to WHAT!?

"Don't worry- I've done it a couple of times… well, I didn't EXACTLY get to do it with that psychiatrist… or the flight attendant… but I was CLOSE… I mean-"

"Wait, wait, wait- what psychiatrist? What the hell are you talking about!? You can't WHORE yourself to the guard… I'm pretty sure he's heterosexual."

Jack walked over to the bars.

"Not for long- HEY, SEXY!! YOU WANNA'-!!"

Narcisse grabbed Jack by the back of the shirt and pulled him into the cell before the guards had time to realize who said that.

"Are you insane!?!?" Narcisse sharply whispered.

"First of all," Narcisse started. "You should leave the whoring to the whore. Second of all, we… we…"

Narcisse struggled to get the words out and took deeper, longer breaths.

"…need a pla- an that's-" with that last word, Narcisse put her hand to her chest, breathing sharply and gasping frequently.

"Hey- hey… Narcisse! What's wrong? Narcisse!" Jack ran to the bars.

"GUARDS!! GUARDS!! Hey- something's up with Narcisse!!"

The two guards at the end of the hallway in the prison looked at each other.

" Narcisse? Why does that name sound familiar ?" asked one of the guards, in French.

" Isn't that the one the warden told us had asthma ?" said the other guard.

The two guards looked at each other, scrambling for the inhalers they were supposed to give her.

One of the guards quickly unlocked the door, stepping into the cell and giving Narcisse the inhaler.

Jack, standing aside in awe and shock had no idea what happened in the next ten seconds, while Narcisse single-handedly knocked out the two men by punching them in the neck.

"Huh?"

Narcisse picked up one of the inhalers and used it.

"Hey, wait…" Jack said, kinda' confused. "You faked an attack?"

"Actually, no... that was real… but I'm a quick thinker, so… yeah."

Jack ran up to Narcisse and gave her a really big hug.

"EEEYAYUH!!! That was AWESOME!!" Narcisse giggled as he held her. Narcisse didn't get to enjoy the moment for long, because Jack pushed her away, grabbing the guard and removing his clothing.

"Okay, first, we're going to bust out of here and steal a ship in order to go to the Bahamas and-"

"Why don't we just use a plane?" asked Narcisse.

"Oh, no… no more planes… I'm sick of planes." Jack said, folding his arms like the stubborn five-year-old he was.

"But we'll go a lot faster… and we can't REALLY steal a ship… it's kinda' hard…" she said.

"Now you're just complicating things… "

"Jacques! I'm sorry, but you are one of the most irrational people I have EVER met!!" said Narcisse.

"You're ruining my plans AGAIN, Narcisse!!" Narcisse stood up, aggravated.

"YOU'RE PLANS ARE ABSURD!!" Jack put a hand over his mouth.

"Oh no you di-in't!!" Jack exclaimed. Narcisse turned around for but a second, crossing her arms.

"Jacques: the only way we can-"

Jack didn't think twice about his next move of action, as he had the last time he did it.

In his anger, Jack did it swiftly and decisively and, as Narcisse came conscious in the cell- five hours later- she was pounded by questions emitting from the guards surrounding her outside the bars.

" Where is your cell mate!? How did he escape!? "

" Oh, hell no. " Narcisse said, as Jack Sparrow threatened the pilot of the small parachute plane.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I think the next chapter is going to be better… do you know why? Because… JOHNNY DEPP IS IN THE NEXT CHAPTER!!!!!!

But Jack's journey is faaaaaaaar from over.