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I tried to control my butchering of Jacks language in this one and now it still strikes me as funny but ah well I don't think I will ever be happy with it lol. Anyway onto another adventure and my second ever POTC fanfic. Warning may contain DMC spoilers.

thank you for R&R i appreciate it muchly

Now what did he do?


Chapter 54: Anger Management?

"No." I said bluntly shaking my head and swatting away his arms, which he tried to wrap around me. "I won't do that…he's been through enough." I said standing to leave feeling arms wrap around me from behind and hold my struggling body in place. "I've hurt him once and as much as I dislike him…he doesn't deserve any more head games." I thought again trying to squirm free feeling myself held tighter.

"Ye are going to help me love, or I'll just lock ye all up together again." Jack whispered softly near my ear his voice oddly different then what I was used to. "Lizzie and Will won't be good company for ye…once they figure out what I'm up to." He said releasing me as I turned staring at him seeing he was definitely threatening a permanent lock up and it would more than likely be in the brig.

"I don't care…your revenge has clouded what sense you had." I hissed raising my finger in his direction and wanting to slap some sense into him. "I am not going to distract James, Elizabeth and Will will be much more company then you at the moment Jack." I snapped turning on my heel and walking toward the cabin, the door shutting as his hand firmly locked it in place forcing me to turn and glare at him again.

"Brandi…I will drag you with me if I have to, but I need your help and if it takes me the rest of the ride to Port Royal to convince ye…I will do it." Jack threatened a smirk flashing in his eyes realizing he wasn't really giving me much of a choice.

"Fine…I swear though if James does try to kill you this time, I'll help." I snapped ducking under his arm and making my way over to the bed to sulk, watching him take an annoyed breath before walking over his desk to do what I assumed was more planning. "Damn it to hell…bloody pirate." I thought with a scowl resting my face into my arms and cursing under my breath for several minutes.

Morning came rather suddenly and I sat up flinching at the awkward position I had fallen asleep in and stretched hearing so many things crack it wasn't even funny. "Ow." I thought seeing Jack had fallen asleep on the desk again and had left me to my own ideas that morning. "I'm not speaking to him again…love is blind, but not that blind…how do I change his mind? I don't like this side of him one damn bit." I thought standing and walking to the door only to find it locked and no key in sight. "Shit." I thought glaring at the sleeping form and realizing I was stuck until he said otherwise, which meant he was going to sleep peacefully while I sulked. I wasn't that nice that morning and I walked over shoving Jack roughly to the side watching his startled look as the chair went with him and then I heard the groan.

"Out." I snapped crossing my arms and tapping my foot in annoyance seeing Jack take his time to get to his feet. "I am not staying in here all day." I muttered seeing he looked as cross as I felt.

"Ye didn't have to do that love." Jack answered stretching himself before giving me one of his annoyed scowls, which I had seen more of in the last three days then his charming tolerable smiles. "I see I'm going to be in the dog house for a long while." He muttered searching through his pockets and finding a familiar key a faint smirk on his face.

"Do not make me become violent Jack." I warned seeing him shrug before I followed him from the cabin and turned to go my own way annoyed when an arm wrapped firmly around my shoulders forcing me to follow him to the helm and then I was informed I was to stay in sight and not to say anything, which meant if I did I would be spending my mornings in the cabin.

I went about helping the crew where needed and avoided Elizabeth and anyone she had convinced to help her at all cost. I finally was out of things to keep me occupied and returned to my spot on the deck near the helm, where I kept giving Jack my most dangerous glares and he returned each of them with a smug look. I crossed my arms and started to think about the past days events nearly jumping out of my skin when I heard Jack ordering crew around to avoid an oncoming ship in the distance. "Wyatt caught up." I realized before I stood helping as best I could colliding to my annoyance with Elizabeth whom I quickly turned away from and made my way by the helm ignoring Jacks smirk. I knew the other ship had no hope of catching up unless Jack wanted it so and saw clearly he was more interested in a pirate destined to be hung instead. Finally night had fallen and the crew had again started a small celebration to distract themselves from the tension on the ship and we didn't take time to anchor that night either, there was always someone on duty. I stared over the ocean at the back of the ship, which I had deemed my sanctuary to sulk when I heard Jack coming behind me muttering something to himself before he paused a few feet away.

"More orders?" I hissed ignoring the annoyed snort that came from behind and allowing the wind to whip my hair trying to relax and not turn around attacking him outright.

"I hate fighting." Jack muttered his tone somewhat the old Jack which made me briefly glance over my shoulder at him, before shrugging my shoulders.

"I don't exactly enjoy it…you asked me to do something I swore I wouldn't do again, you didn't give me a choice either." I pointed out feeling fingers toying with my hair and jerking sideways moving further down the ship so I could peer at Jack out of the corner of my eyes. "I may not like him, but he doesn't need to be screwed with." I murmured noticing the moon was bright across the sky and the air was cooler then usual.

"I know." Jack said walking toward me jumping as I whirled my hands up in a gesture of stay away. "I don't know what has gotten into me…I have to do this though." He said tilting his head as I lowered my hands and stood there clenching my fists in irritation.

"So I noticed." I retorted sounding bitter, but not caring at the moment. "Just leave me out of it." I said turning away and starting to walk back toward the sounds of laughter and fun, which I was in no mood for.

"Brandi….

"Stop Jack…I've had it." I muttered cutting him off and nearly colliding with a frantic looking Pintel and Ragetti.

"Captain…Miss Elizabeth has fallen overboard during one of her weird swirling dances." Pintel said seeing Ragetti was nodding in response.

"Oiy…damn woman." Jack murmured before the four of us ran to the front of the ship seeing Will had a line around his waist and was jumping in after his wife.

A few minutes later a dripping and sputtering Elizabeth came on deck, but hadn't really noticed the concern and promptly starting twirling and giggling again before Willy lifter her over his shoulder giving me a look and then disappearing from sight. "Elizabeth is taking her frustrations out with rum." I thought realizing why Will had given me a dirty look, it was mostly because I had been avoiding her and she knew something was seriously wrong. "Another thing to be annoyed with Jack about." I thought feeling a hand rest on my shoulder and easily yank away making my way toward Will and Elizabeth's cabin to make sure she was alright.

--Elizabeth and Will's Cabin--

"Elizabeth…you almost drowned what were you doing?" Will questioned his wife seeing she had finally sobered some and had settled into a deep troubled silence. "This can't be all because she's been ignoring you, it has to have something to do with Jack too." He said seeing her snap from her daze and eye him thoughtfully.

"Jack told her something and she won't talk to me about it. Something is very wrong with Jack and she can't do anything about it this time. She won't talk to me because he probably said so and I'm getting so frustrated." Elizabeth said in a huff crossing her arms and flopping across the bed in her now dry clothing.

"That's a lot on your mind." Will said hearing her snort disgusted with herself at the moment. "I hear something." He whispered as Elizabeth shot up from across the bed and groaned at the sick feeling she had. "Easy…otherwise you're going to be sick." He said seeing her nod before crossing her arms hearing a knock on the cabin door.

"Yes?" Elizabeth questioned seeing Will stand to answer the door. "Brandi." She whispered seeing me standing there in the doorway clearly worried about her well being.

"Come in." Will said as I nodded stepping in and hearing the door shut behind me. "Are you alright?" he questioned seeing my face was frozen in a very irritated look which was odd considering moments ago I had been very concerned looking.

"No." I hissed crossing my arms and sitting in one of the chairs near Elizabeth. "Don't ask…I just need a break from him before I kill him." I said seeing the questions were about to start the minute I sat down.

"That bad?" Elizabeth questioned groaning as the ship shifted making her remember just how much rum she had taken in. "Excuse me." She murmured rushing from the room quickly.

"That bad." I muttered seeing Will staring after his wife in concern and then eyeing me as though he was about to shake some sense into me at any moment. "I can't help it…he's not Jack, he……he's someone else." I managed sliding from the chair and flopping across the floor of the room ignoring the odd look I received from Will and then glancing up as Elizabeth came back looking somewhat better then before she left.

"You've noticed too?" Will questioned sarcastically before flinching under both glaring gazes and placing his hands irritably against his face leaning on his knees. "What is he doing?" he managed before both eyes were resting on me.

"I can't say." I muttered dropping an arm across my eyes to ignore the annoyed looks from each of them. "I better get back out there before I find myself locked up somewhere." I murmured hauling myself to my feet and ignoring the puzzled look from both people walking out into the hall shutting the door with more force then necessary.

I groaned irritably before making my way around the various objects in my path and colliding with a form in the too dark to see hall. "Ow." I thought rubbing my forehead and recognizing the grunt that came from the dark, before I reached out without a thought and connected with said grunting forms gut. I then walked around the now hunched form and found myself on the deck seeing the crew had cleared for the night, except for the one in charge of steering and the watch in the crows nest. "He's going to be annoyed after that punch to his gut." I thought making my way toward the back of the ship hoping Jack would just take a hint. I stood there for several minutes and finally sighed sitting on the deck and allowing the wind to swallow me allowing a smile to grace my face at the sound of the ocean.

"That hurt." Jack muttered as my eyes snapped open seeing he was sitting down beside me holding presumably where I had punched him. "I liked it better in the doghouse." He grumbled offering me a sip from his rum bottle, which I promptly declined with a snort of irritation and a swat at his hand.

"You're still in the doghouse." I muttered staring up at the stars and sighing miserably seeing it was going to be a long night. "I liked it better when I didn't know you had a dark side…I'm seriously thinking about going home for a visit before I kill you Jack." I mumbled crossing my arms and staring straight ahead.

"Women are bad luck." Jack muttered crossly shaking out his rum bottle. "Why does it have to be gone now?" he mumbled tossing the empty bottle overboard and glaring at me.

"No…you're temper is bad luck." I pointed out shoving him sideways and laughing as he fell to the deck a mumbled curse leaving his mouth. "I know why you have to Jack…but why do I have to distract Norrington…we could always lock him up with Gillette, if I didn't know better I would say he has a thing for James." I said seeing him sit up with effort realizing I was still angry, but had taken out enough on his gut for the moment.

"I hope he doesn't swing that way." Muttered Jack with a disgusted look at the thought, which force me to laugh again. "I didn't say you had to toy with his feelings love…just keep him out of my hair for a while, there are some passages around the jail that even the good commodore doesn't know about." He said as I tilted my head curiously. "Pirates need ways out if they manage to get out of that damn place." He said in answer to my look before allowing a small smirk on his face.

"Port Royal…we'll be there tomorrow, I don't want to distract James…I might kill his lap dog." I pointed out crossing my arms in annoyance remembering Gillette's warnings and such all too well. "I could bug Gillette and make him go running to Norrington, that might work for a while." I thought with a smirk of my own hearing him chuckle. "Just don't go getting yourself killed." I said standing and brushing myself off feeling arms wrap around me. "You misunderstood Jack…you're still in the doghouse." I hissed pulling loose and ignoring the annoyed sound before making my way to bed for the night.