Yeah! Back again.. chapter 13. Seems like I'm only writing this for PirateBlondie.. oh well.. and for myself ofcourse. And the rest of the bunch who aren't members of But if anybody else reads this.. please review?

Anywho: Pirateblondie: Yeah! You're married! TO WILL!! Happy you! -grin- I'm still stuck with Jack and my boyfriend.. Thanks for reviewing all this time.. you dragged me through a whole bunch of writerblocks.. -gives mega smooch-

I do not own POTC..blablabla.. you know the drill.. let's get on with it!

Chapter 13: Én garde.. Touché.. Ooh..that's so cliché

"So.. he's your boyfriend ey?" It's about 2 hours later now and Jack and I are standing on deck, waiting for Barracuda to return. Sure, we could've just sailed away, without him knowing it, but where's the fun in that? "Yeah" "Nice fella I reckon'" "Yeah.. sorta" "He looks like a sissy though" "Does not!" "Does too!" "Not!" "Too!" "Shuddup! How can you know that? Stupid pirate" "Bloody woman". Well.. things are back to normal. He hates me, I hate him. It's all in a day's work I guess.

"We could've just sailed away ya know?" "Shuddup I said! I'm not hearing you! Lalalalala!" I'm pressing my hands against my ears. "Will ye stop doin' that?!" "My bonnie was over the ocean.. my bonnie was over the sea.. Still can't hear you!!" No.. I am not acting like a big baby!

Jack grabs my shoulders and starts to shake me: "Stop doing tha'! It's very annoying!". "Well well well, mister Sparrow.. not only are you a bad pokerplayer, but now you're a woman harasser as well? I would've never thought that you'd be capable of such a thing"

Jack snarls, but still doesn't let go of my shoulders: "I'm capable of things you wouldn't even dream about, Barracuda".

"Jack, will you let go of me already?" I plead, trying to sound as desperate as I can.. "No, I'm tryin' to teach you a lesson, no one mocks Captain Jack Sparrow" he shakes me a bit harder. I've got the feeling my head is about to pop off! "Jack, take it easy will you?" I hiss.

In case you haven't noticed.. we are trying to lure Barracuda in our trap. Did you honestly think Jack could be that mean to me? Nah.

"Captain Jack Sparrow, release the young lady and take on someone your own size!" Barracuda is trying to protect me. Just like we planned. Jack twirls me around until I stand before him, with my back against his chest. Suddenly he holds a knife to my throat! Hey! This wasn't part of my plan! I don't like knifes! "Jack! Let go of me!" I try to kick him against his knees, but I just can't reach them. "Someone my own size mate? I don't see anyone who can match me.". Barracuda obviously is anxious to save me from the clutches of this villain. To be honest.. I'm also anxious to get away from Jack. He's scaring me with that knife "Would you like to take on me then? Although you seem to think that I'm not worthy enough to challenge you.. I'd like to give it try. If only it is to save the young lady" Oeh.. charming. No.. wait.. he's the bad guy. Damn you, you damned hormones you.

Jack growls and pushes me aside. He draws his sword: "Alright Barracuda, if you think you can take me, step on board. Alone! None of your little boyfriends will be able to help you when you lose". Barracuda looks dead serious and very angry. He gives his coat to one of his crewmembers and walks up the plank. I quickly give a signal to Chloe who's hiding behind a barrel next to the plank. Conveniently placed don't you think? Will is below deck, in one of the cabins, probably worried sick about Chloe. I can't really see why. She isn't in danger or anything. Well.. not a lot of danger that is. I mean.. she could be stabbed.. or shot.. or drowned.. or raped.. but honestly.. that should be about it.

Oh.. I forgot.. she could also be hanged.. and mutilated.. killed by a giant four headed monkey.. You get the picture I think.

Anyway, she nods to let me know that she understands. Barracuda steps off the plank onto deck: "Show me what you're made of Sparrow" he says in a dark husky voice. Dark Husky voice? Aiek.. I really need to have a decent talk with my hormones one of these days. The sound of metal against metal is to be heard, it sounds loudly in the quiet night. Everybody is looking intense at Jack and Barracuda, so intense that they don't notice Chloe, who very carefully and very stealth-like draws the walking plank in. "You're no match for me Jack, why don't you just give it up? I'll find you a nice place to stay.. on the bottom of the ocean!" "I'll make sure you've handpicked that place for me!" Jack's fighting like he's never fought before. Very good-looking sight indeed.

"Wolf! Pull up the anchor! Make sail!" suddenly everybody's on deck, being busy to get us out of here as fast as possible. Barracuda is baffled, he looks around him, not understanding what's happening. His crewmembers are shouting at us, but they've got no way they could get on board the ship. Before long, the ports of Tortuga or nothing more than a dot shrinking away in the distance. Barracuda now stands alone, surrounded by all of us, with the point of Jacks sword pressed against his throat.

"Well.. I really do think that I've won.. don't you mate?" Jack flashes his golden grin. Barracuda looks at everybody, as if to remember us all by sight. He doesn't seem too happy about the situation. Then his gaze drops on Djinquije "YOU!" Djinquije tries to shrivel away, or at least behind Prezzz's legs. "Me? No.. not me.. I didn't do anything" Suddenly, out of nowhere, Barracuda jerks his head away from the sword, draws a dagger and grabs Tina. "Now.. everybody.. do as I say.. or I'll kill the little lady" he drags the tip of the dagger across Tina's cheek, drawing a few drops of blood.

Oh no! Not Tina! To be honest.. I myself didn't even expected this to happen.. I just made it up 2 minutes ago.. creativity is scary. Hope Tina still likes me after this.. what am I saying? I hope Barra (yes.. he is an actual existing person.. only his name isn't really Barra..duh.. we just call him that) doesn't hate me after what I made him go through..

Review..please? It's not like I'm holding a gun to your head or anything.. and it's not like I'm threatening to stop writing if you don't review either.. I'm just asking you very very nicely: review?

Love, Lona