Joanna looked in awe at the size of the Black Pearl. The black sails looked so familiar, but she couldn't recall ever being on this ship. It was almost like a memory from a dream. Barbossa stepped onto the deck next to her.

"This ship be something", he said. "Aye?"

"Hector, can I tell you something?" Joanna asked.

Barbossa looked at her curious to what she was going to say. She looked up at the sails again before starting,

"I feel as if I've been here before. Everything looks so familiar as if I've already seen it."

"That's not possible", he said. "Sparrow said the Pearl was raised from the depths by Davy Jones."

"I heard what Sparrow said", Joanna replied. "But...I had a dream years ago. It involved you and me onboard the Black Pearl."

"What happened in that dream?" Barbossa asked interested.

"You were in the cabin. You were sitting at a desk. I think you were captain."

"Really? 'nd what about ye?"

Joanna debated whether to tell him the truth about her dream. It was not about him being captain. Then again that dream came years ago, so she probably couldn't remember the whole thing.

"I was still with you", she answered. "I looked the same except a little bit older."

Barbossa looked at her full of interest. That dream meant something. He was going to be captain of the Black Pearl someday and Joanna was going to be by his side. Maybe his first mate or something.

"I suppose it's nothing", Joanna said. "It's just a silly old dream that I had years ago."

She turned around and walked away leaving him speechless. Barbossa had hopes for that dream. He hoped it was going to happen, that he would take over as captain and have Joanna with him.

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Jack watched from the stern of the ship as Joanna walked over to the railing. He watched the wind blow through her dark hair letting it get out of her face so he could see her eyes. He watched as the wind blew against the skirts of her dress showing off the curves of her body. She turned her head to look up at Jack. She gave him a smile and turned away from him. Jack sighed as he watched her. Joanna was just begging for him to swoop down, snatch her up and take her in his cabin. He saw she was with Barbossa, but she deserved someone younger. Jack decided to make his move. He picked up a bottle of rum and went down to the railing next to her.

"Lovely", he said.

Joanna jumped startled. She turned around to see Jack leaning against the railing casually.

"Oh", she sighed. "Yes, the ocean is lovely."

"I believe I was talking about a certain green-eyed brunette that is, I believe the only woman onboard a certain ship."

Joanna looked at Jack again, this time a little uncomfortable.

"Yes, well...I'm sure you know other green-eyed brunettes."

"I doubt it, love."

"Captain Sparrow, why do you call me love?" Joanna asked.

"Because it's a short and beautiful name. It suits ya", he answered taking a swig of rum. "'nd call me Jack love."

"I'd rather not", she said. "I already know someone else named Jack."

Jack said nothing and looked at the rum seeing how much he had left. Joanna knew now she wasn't going to like him very much. She didn't take kindly to stange men flirting with her. Besides, she still had her eyes set on Barbossa. Jack looked at her and held the rum bottle to her.

"No thank you", she said. "I don't drink. Not anymore."

"Ya don't?" he asked. "What kind of a pirate doesn't drink rum?"

"This pirate obviously."

Joanna walked away with a huff. Jack smirked as he watched her leave. So she didn't fall for him yet. He could always try again later.