Disclaimer: Still don't own Pirates of the Caribbean, or any of the characters (damn it), it all belongs to the great and powerful Disney Company, all rights reserved. I wish that I did, though.

AN: Another day, another chapter.I'm glad that people like this story! I thought I might have to take it down, I thought no one would read it. Thanks to the reviewers, especially Reikon! It helps boost my low self- esteem. Love ya all!

Chapter 4: Captain Jack Sparrow and Tortuga:

Lara and Will entered the jail after Lara bribed the guard to let them in. The two of them found him in the last and only cell left after the pirate ship attacked. He was asleep on the floor when they walked up to the door, and Will banged on the bars with the hilt of his sword.

"You, Sparrow!" The pirate immediately sat up.

"Aye?" he asked. "Oh, hello, luv," he said, smirking up at her. "Came to see good ol' Jack, did ya?"

"Very funny, Mr. Sparrow," she said, rolling her eyes.

"It's Captain Sparrow, but, being the fine lookin' lass ye are," he said, winking at her, "you can call me Jack."

She blushed and rolled her eyes again. "Fine, Jack, we want to know what the name of that ship is and where it makes berth."

"Makes berth?" Jack said in surprise. "Haven't you heard the stories? Captain Barbossa and his crew of the Black Pearl are from the dreaded Isle de Muerta, an island that can only be found by those who have already know where it is."

"Wonderful," Lara said, exasperated. "Now we'll never find it and Elizabeth is gone for good!"

"Elizabeth?" Jack asked.

"The girl you rescued yesterday," Will replied.

"Oh, yes, the lass's employer," said Jack. "Well, I'll make the two of you a deal, darling." He motioned for her to come closer.

"Yes?" Lara said, leaning towards the bars.

"If you and the whelp," he whispered, nodding at Will, "get me out of here, I'll take you to your lovely lady and the Black Pearl meself."

"Don't do it, Lara," Will said. Obviously he'd overheard. "He's a pirate, and can't be trusted."

"But Will, what choice do we have?" she asked. "If he can get us to Elizabeth..."

"The lass is right.what's your name?" Jack asked.

"Will, Will Turner," Lara replied.

"Will.that'd be short for William? Good strong name. Named after your father, no doubt?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"That's none of your business!" Will snapped. He turned toward Lara. "Fine, we'll get him out, but if he tries to deceive us..."

"I'll run him through myself," Lara finished.

"Run me through? With what?" Jack asked. "Yer not exactly armed."

He was right; her sword was in Will's shop, she had left it there the last time they'd spared together.

"I'll get my sword when we're done here," Lara said. "And stop calling me 'lass.' My name is Lara."

"Sorry, but I like calling ye 'lass,' it's my pet name for ye," Jack said, winking.

Lara rolled her eyes, again. This man was truly annoying! "Will, get him out of there."

"With what, lass, the keys have run off," Jack said, motioning to the door.

Will grabbed a nearby bench and placed it on the bars. "I built these bars. With the right leverage, they'll lift right off!"

Sure enough, the door popped off, and Jack stepped out. He immediately took Lara's hand and kissed it.

"A small thank you for yer help," he said, winking slyly at her.

Lara took her hand back, blushing. "Come on, I have to get my sword from Will's shop."

Twenty minutes later, the three of them were on the beach.

"Why are we here?" asked Lara.

"Are we stealing that ship?" Will asked, pointing toward the Dauntless, which was floating off shore.

"Commandeering," said Jack. "Nautical term...and we're commandeering that ship." he pointed toward the Interceptor, sitting in the harbor. "By the way, how far are you willing to go to rescue this girl of yours, boy?"

"I'd die for her!" Will said passionately.

"Oh, good, no worries then," said Jack.

"He's not the only one," said Lara. Jack looked at her in surprise.

"She's just your employer,luv, you could always get a new one," he said, eying her.

"She's more than that: she's my best friend, almost a sister to me," she softly replied. "I can't let her die. She's all I have." Jack just nodded.

The three of them slipped under a small rowboat and headed underwater.

"You do realize that this is the dumbest idea I've ever heard of,right?" Lara said to no one in particular.

"Don't worry, luv, it'll work, or my name isn't Captain Jack Sparrow!"

Lara rolled her eyes. As they walked along, Will stepped into a lobster trap and had it stuck on his foot; Lara laughed quietly, and Jack found that he liked the sound of it; it was soft, like waves on the beach.

The three of them were soon surfaced behind the Dauntless and Will and Jack began climbing up before they noticed Lara was behind them, still in the rowboat.

"What's wrong?" Jack softly called to her.

"I can't climb in a dress, Jack! It's wet, and it's too heavy!" she said, embarrassed. Plus, she didn't want Jack looking up her skirts, if he had the chance. She then noticed that Jack was smiling.

"No worries, luv, just climb on my back and I'll take you up!" He offered her a hand.

"What?"

"Get on my back."

"Are you mad? There is no way I'm riding on your back up the back of this ship!" She backed away.

"Lass, you can either do it of your own free will, or I'll make you."

Fearing what he might do, Lara took Jack's hand. He wrapped both her hands around his neck and began to climb. Lara, fearing that they'd fall any moment, clung on for dear life, her face buried in his neck. Jack grinned.

"Knew you'd warm up to me," he said, laughter obvious in his voice.

"If I didn't need you to help get me up this boat," she growled into his neck, "and if my hands weren't so busy holding on to you, I'd slap you."

He grinned even wider.

They were soon on the deck; Lara remained in the back while Jack took over the ship, waving a single pistol in the lieutenant's face. The ship was soon theirs, and Jack was ordering Will around on how to sail the ship. Meanwhile, Lara kept a look out.

"Jack, Commodore Norrington is heading this way on the Interceptor with his men!"

Jack looked over his shoulder and grinned.

The skirmish was near non-existent, as the three quickly swung over to the 'abandoned' Interceptor, and out of Port Royal.

Once safely away from the town, Lara came up next to Jack, who was at the helm.

"Jack?" asked Lara.

"Yes, luv?"

"Um, where are we going?"

"To Tortuga, luv, we need to get ourselves a crew."

"TORTUGA! That's a pirates' hangout!" she cried in alarm.

"Aye, and I be a pirate," Jack said. "Don't worry, luv, you can stay onboard while Will and I go get a crew."

Lara immediately turned away to go fume in private.

After they'd escaped Norrington, Lara spent the rest of the day going through the stores of the ship and found herself some male clothing: grey pants, white shirt, misty blue vest, and black boots. She even found some ribbon to tie up her wavy, dark brown hair, then strapped her sword to her waist. She was looking herself over in a mirror when she heard a voice behind her.

"Very nice."

She turned around to face a grinning Jack Sparrow in the doorway.

"Thanks, I think," she said. She looked up into his eyes. "Do you think we'll find a crew in Tortuga?"

"Of course," he said. "There's always someone looking for work in Tortuga." He looked her over. "You know, lass, it's a big ship...people get lonely."

She didn't even let him finish that sentence before she slapped him.

He blinked at her. "Not sure I deserved that."

Lara's eyes narrowed. "Of course you did! I'm not a wench, or a whore, Mr. Sparrow. You'll have to wait for Tortuga for that." She immediately found a cabin with a lock on the door and bolted herself inside for the night. She spent the next two days avoiding Jack.

Two days later, they docked off shore of Tortuga. Lara agreed to stay onboard alone; she had no intention of going to shore to be 'felt up' by the men on land.

It was late by the time Jack and Will returned from shore. Jack saw Lara waiting for them and walked over, smiling at her. She refused to be charmed.well, sort of. She immediately got to the point.

"Did you find a crew?"

"I've got a friend, Mr. Gibbs, looking right now. He'll find one by morning," Jack said, standing next to her.

"Good," she said, brushing past him. "The sooner, the better."

Jack reached out and grabbed her hand. "I'm sorry about what I said before. I didn't mean you were a wench or anything. It's just that you're very attractive and I...why are ye lookin' at me like that?"

Lara was looking at him in surprise. "Oh, it's just that...no one's ever called me attractive before." Now it was Jack's turn to stare.

"Why not? You really are lovely a lovely woman, you know," he said, toying with a stray strand of her dark hair. She let him.

"I'm a handmaiden for a lady of Port Royal. I'm supposed to be there, but invisible. No one sees me, yet they know I'm there. And." she trailed off.

"And what, luv? You can tell me."

"I have no past, Jack," she whispered. "I washed up in Port Royal four years ago, with no memory of who I am or where I'm from. Elizabeth took me in, and I've been with her ever since. She gave me a home, and she's like family to me." A small tear fell down her cheek and Jack wiped it away. She continued to speak. "With no past and no real "family" except Elizabeth, no one would want to marry me. I've got no dowry, nothing to claim or fall back on. Who wants a wife like that?" She turned and looked at him. "With me, it's pretty much what you see is what you get."

"What if a man were to like what he sees, and want it?" he asked, looking into her eyes.

She smiled. "I doubt there's a man like that out there, Jack." She immediately turned and walked below deck, not knowing that Jack was staring thoughtfully after her.

The next morning, Lara went with Jack and Will to inspect the crew. The three of them walked down the dock, looking them over. Lara had just made it to the end of the line when Jack stopped in front of an elderly man with a parrot on his shoulder. She didn't hear what he said to the old man, or the old man's reply, but his parrot's answer seemed to be what Jack wanted to hear. Lara was standing in front of a sailor with a large black hat over his face when she heard him speak.

"And what's in it for us?" The voice seemed female.

Jack walked over and removed the hat. "Annamaria." Her reply was a slap in the face.

Will leaned in. "I suppose you didn't deserve that one, either."

"No, that one I deserved," Jack replied.

"Why?" Lara asked.

"You stole my boat!" Annamaria yelled.

'Good reason,' Lara thought.

"Actually," was all he got out before another slap across the face. "Borrowed...without permission! But with every intent on bringing it back to you."

"BUT YOU DIDN'T!" Annamaria cried.

"You'll get another one!" Jack said hurriedly.

"A better one!" said Will.

Jack nodded. "A better one," he repeated.

"That one!" Lara said, pointing.

Jack turned toward her. "Which one?" he asked. She pointed toward the Interceptor, floating in the bay. His eyes lit with realization. "That one!" he snapped in surprise. Lara's glare told him to agree or else. He ground his teeth. "Aye! That one! What say you?"

Annamaria looked pleased. "Aye!" she shouted.

And with that, the new crew of the Interceptor headed for their new ship.


AN: Whew, long chapter! Well, for me, anyway. Do you realize how hard it is to tweak a movie and add a new character to an already known plot? Damn! Oh, and I probably won't be able to update until really late on Sunday, or late Monday afternoon, at best. Things to do, people to see. After all, life does go on. But I will update soon! Anyway, I hope people like this chapter, and please review! I really appreciate it! (No flames, please!)