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Journey To The Past

By: J.L. Dexter
Rating: PG-13 for violence, language and sexual reference.
Summary: Jack's decided to take a break from raiding for a while, but the port he's docking in hold's more story than expected as Anamaria's past catches up with her and Jack. A letter from Port Royal arrives requesting Jack's presence and find out who is taking that long walk down the aisle.

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Sunlight streamed through an open porthole; the rays stagnant on a sleeping form eliciting a growl of annoyance in return.

Ana turned over, her black hair framing her face as she opened her eyes. Blinking rapidly she saw a shadowed figure staring back at her in her line of vision and instinctively swung her now balled up fist.

There was a slight yelp of surprise followed by a crash. Ana, pulling the covers up with her, quickly sat up at the edge of the bed and looked to the floor where she was met with an amusing sight.

Captain Jack Sparrow, supposed famous pirate and notorious loon, laid sprawled out on the floor, his legs entangled with those of a chair. He was lying in a heap, the overturned chair awkwardly displayed beside him.

"Mornin' love," Jack started. "Though, this isn't exactly what I had in mind."

Ana chuckled a bit before saying in the firmest tone she could muster, "Don't sneak up on me, Jack and it won't happen."

The pirate captain cocked a grin as he adjusted his position and rose to his feet, dusting away invisible dirt from his breeches. "Yes well, someone had to wake ye since ya missed the wake up call."

"Oh, did I?" Ana asked sarcastically. "I didn't notice."

Jack was about to add a comment of his own when Ana huffed, "Oh hush up!"

She slid from the bed, leaving the safety of her covers as she walked past Jack to a small dresser on one side of the room. Jack raised an eyebrow at what she wore as she walked past. Now that's interesting…he bemused. Absently, he lifted a hand and closed one eye, squinting as he positioned his hand with Ana's back. I wonder if I could just-

"I know what you're thinkin'," Ana said as she caught sight of the look on his face. "And the answer is no."

Jack's bottom lip puckered a bit rendering a sigh and a smile from Ana as she changed her shirt, her back facing him. A frown replaced the smirk on Jack's face as he squinted a bit trying to focus on Ana's back.

That's odd, he thought as he tilted his head. Never noticed that there before. He straightened his shirt and moved across the room behind the woman. "Ana?"

Slightly annoyed at the fact that Jack was still there she answered, "Jackie."

Jack ignored the comment as he lifted a finger to her back, his fingertip tracing a section of scarred skin, the white of the cicatrix sticking out against her brown complexion. "Where'd ye get this?"

Ana moved away and pulled her shirt down covering her exposed back. "That's none of your business," she answered defensively.

"Isn't it?"

There was a growl of warning from Ana as she motioned with her arm for him to turn around as she finished changing. "I just don't want to talk about it, Jack."

Jack shrugged. "Fine, suit yourself. But I will find out eventually."

"Not anytime soon," Ana tested as she smoothed out her shirt.

Grinning Jack said, "One day."

"But not today."

Jack opened his mouth to make a comeback but found himself without one. Ana smirked knowing she had won. Leaning against the wall, she pulled her boots on and then stood up, an unsteady look on her face.

"Jack?"

Her voice was barely above a whisper that caught Jack's attention. Steeling a gaze to her, he crossed his arms and propped himself up against the other wall. "Ana, love."

"We're not moving," she stated as she distinctly felt the calm beneath her feet. "Why is the ship stopped?"

Jack's eyes widened with a smile. "That's 'cause we're docked, love."

"I thought ye said you'd let me know where we were goin' before hand," Ana pointed out as she glared at him.

Raising his hands in defense, Jack quickly pleaded, "Pirate!"

Ana nimbly snatched a pillow from her bed and lugged it towards Jack's head. The pirate captain chortled as he ducked her blow, his hands grabbing her wrists. "Now, now Anamaria, don't ye know better than to hit your captain?"

He leaned forward and kissed her, his eyes dancing with amusement. Ana relaxed as she brought a hand to his face, dispelling all his caution causing him to let his guard down. Jack let her go and ran his hands over her shoulders, his fingers playing with her shirt.

Without warning, Jack suddenly stumbled to the side. "Bloody 'ell, what was that for?"

Ana stood poised, the pillow in the air, her lips twisted in a feral grin. "For lyin' to me. Now be a good boy and stand still so I can hit ye again."

Jack shot her a 'your crazy' look as he spun around and fled her room. Ana chased him, the pillow in her hand yelling, "Come back here, Jack! Ye coward!"

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Ana paused to pull her hair back as she crested the hold onto the deck. From the corner of her eye she saw Jack at the quarterdeck yelling out orders. Smiling to herself, she made her way through the crew to his side.

"G'mornin'" she greeted cheerfully, a smirk on her face.

Jack stared at her. "Oh now she says g'mornin', bloody woman," he grumbled.

Ana flicked him on the ear, her eyes fluttering in a roll. "Oh grow up."

The pirate captain looked at her, an incredulous frown upon his face. "I'm grown, thank ye very much. More grown than ye any how."

"And older," Ana supplied good-naturedly.

Shaking his head, Jack said, "Yes, yes. And olde- wha? Now wait just a bloody minute- who says I'm old?"

Ana tapped her chin in thought before pointing to herself. "I do. Ye got a problem with that?"

Shrinking back, Jack sighed in defeat. "Not in the slightest," he answered leaning forward.

"Good, 'cause if ye did, I might be forced to hurt ye."

Jack quirked an eyebrow and thought for a moment. "Well that could prove interesting."

The dark-skinned woman laughed, her fingers sifting through his hair. "Has anyone ever told ye just how daft ye are?"

"Hmm, not lately, no."

"Then allow me," Ana stated, her voice a soft whisper. Jack grinned, sure of what was to come next as she leaned closer, her lips close to his ear. At the last minute, she reached up and pulled his hat over his eyes as she said in a singsongy voice, "You're daft, Jack!"

Jack staggered back and leaned against the railing, his fingers working to pry his hat from over his face. "What was that for?"

Ana tapped his chest. "'Cause you're daft," she paused. "And 'cause I felt like it. Lets just say it was payment for not keeping good on your word about our destination."

Grumbling, Jack shot her a look that Ana could only describe as being sincere. "Well, I didn't tell ye 'cause it was supposed to be a surprise."

"Oh?"

Jack nodded his agreement and with a wave of his hand said, "Oh."

Ana raised a curious eye to him. "What kind of surprise?"

Gesturing to the bow of the ship he replied, "See for yourself."

Turning as suggested, Ana took in the scene before her, her eyes opening wide. Jack saw an expression in her eyes and frowned. There was anger, sadness and sorrow in the dark eyes as she continued to stare out.

"Jack," Ana whispered, her head slowly shaking back and forth.

An arm slid over her shoulders as Jack held her, his callused thumb running across her cheek. "Ana-"

He didn't get to finish as Ana pulled away and shouted, "Ye had no right, Jack Sparrow! No right whatsoever to be bringin' me here."

"Ana, listen to me. Ye promised to let go of your past, this is the first step," Jack objected.

She had promised, but in her own time. Ana could feel her rage building up but convinced herself that Jack was only trying to help. She closed her eyes, a breeze of nostalgia washing over her toying with the loose strands of her hair.

Jack squeezed her shoulder gently and gave her a slight nod before leaving her; his present attention turned to ordering the crew to finish docking. Ana watched him momentarily then lifted her gaze to the small town that lay ahead.

Port Maria.

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A/N: Another short chapter- in fact, I think they are going to stay a bit on the short side, my apologies. So much for this note- it's a tad short in itself. ^_^

Also, thank you to everyone who reviewed. (I know, I didn't thank you each individually, but I do appreciate all the reviews.)

-J