Just to recap, Joanna is 13 and Barbossa is 28. Those of you worrying about the age difference it's a 15 year age difference.

"Ohh", Joanna moaned. "What happened?"

She woke up with a killer headache and a stomachache. She felt so sick. She opened her eyes to find herself in her bed in the cabin. Barbossa was sitting next to her.

"Hector, what happened?"

"Ya drank rum last night", Barbossa answered.

He had his arms crossed still mad at the fact she disobeyed him. He told her they were going to talk about what she did and he meant it.

"I did?" Joanna asked. "Oh, now I remember. Rum does this to people? My head hurts, my stomach hurts and I feel like-"

She stopped as her face turned white. She got up out of bed and ran onto the deck. Barbossa got up and followed her. He pulled her hair back as she leaned over the railing and vomitted.

"Now ya know why ya shouldn't drink?" he asked.

Joanna coughed as she finished. She turned around and sat down holding her stomach.

"Oh, please kill me", she moaned. "I've never hurt or felt this sick before."

Barbossa brushed the hair away from her eyes and picked her up. Joanna wrapped her arms around his neck as he carried her back to bed.

"I hope ya learned yer lesson", he told her. "No drinking 'nd I mean it!"

"But I can handle myself!" she argued. "I didn't do anything stupid, did I?"

Joanna suddenly remembered what she did last night. She was going to tell Barbossa how she felt about him. He was right, rum did make her stupid. But, she did drink more than one bottle. Joanna thought about this. She had three bottles of rum and that made her act stupid. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad is she had just one bottle.

"Would it be so bad if I just had one bottle?"

"Nay", Barbossa answered. "I don't want ya drinking at all."

"But I'm responsible!" Joanna said.

"Ya proved last night that yer not. I told ya no, 'nd ya didn't listen. I'm gonna have ta punish ya."

"How?"

She pulled her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. He's never had discipline her before. He was always nice. Without saying a word, Barbossa grabbed Joanna and put her over his knee.

"What are you doing?" she asked kicking her legs.

He raised his hand and...

SMACK!

"Hector, stop!"

Joanna kicked her legs trying to get out of Barbossa's grip.

SMACK!

She stopped kicking and just laid there starting to cry.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Barbossa took her off his knee and put her back on the bed. Joanna scooted away from him as she laid on her belly crying.

"I'm sorry I had ta do that", he said. "But ye need ta learn that if ya disobey me, it can't go unpunished. Especially if yer gonna stay on a ship. I be the cap'n 'nd no one ever goes against the captain if they know what be good fer them."

"What are you going to do to me?" Joanna asked.

"I've already punished ye. Now, are ya gonna drink again?"

"N-no", she cried.

"Good."

Barbossa held a cup of water in front of her.

"Drink this", he said. "I want ya ta stay in bed until ya feel better."

She nodded as she took the cup. Joanna sighed as she took a sip. She was never going to get Barbossa to like her if she continued to act like this. Stupid teenage years. She wished her mother was still alive, she could always talk to her about things like this.

"I'm sorry, Hector. I won't drink again.