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Stuck on a rowboat with lust filled men staring at you, wasn't the best thing. Noting, you instantly recognise many of the men from just various glimpses. Pintel and Ragetti were also scanning you. Twigg was directly in front of you and his eyes kept wandering.

Growling, you snap, "Keep your eyes to yourself, filth!"

"What're you gunna do 'bout it, ay?" Twigg replied, shuffling closer.

Leaning back, you find that you've backed up into another pirate, equally threatening and just as determined to rip your clothing off. Yelping and staggering onto your feet, you find that there is a chorus of warnings to plant your backside back onto the bench, but deciding you didn't want to be any where near the filth, you stumble back and land into the chilling water.

Eyes opening in salty water, your skin is suddenly stinging from the coldness and you squint, seeing that several largely sized shadows below the water are moving towards you and fast. Before a scream can erupt from your stinging throat, a hand had tightly grabbed around your wrist and in one swift movement, pulled you from the water and your wrenched into the small boat once more.

"Master Twigg! Did I not say, stay away from the girl!"

Barely thinking and shivering ferociously, you curl back into the form holding you. The warm body made no notion of moving, but tightly wrapped a protective arm around your waist.

"Aye, Capt'n, but she cheeked me!"

"You're a bloody ass hole!" you bark through chattering teeth, before burying your face deeper into the chest of sweet scents of spices, rum and ocean.

"I think it best if we leave the lass to herself, Master Twigg", Jack's voice rumbles through his chest and into your ear.

-

You feel slightly light headed and your stomach growls demands at you as you sit silently, Jack's coat wrapped around you and your eyes darting around the Captain's Cabin.

"So you expect to leave me standing on some beach with nothing but a name and your word it's the one I need and watch you sail away on my ship?" Barbossa raised an eyebrow to Jack.

Jack looked dumbfounded then replied. "No. I expect to leave ye' standing on some beach with absolutely no name at all, watching me sail away on my ship an' then I'll shout the name back to ye'. Savvy?"

You stood up and walked over to the bowl of apples. Looking from Barbossa then to the apples, you let your stomach over mind. Taking one apple, you sit back in your place and watch Jack stroll to the apples.

"But that still leaves us with the problem of me standing on some beach with naught but a name and your word it's the one I need", Barbossa replied with uncertainty.

Jack grinned and picked up a few green apples. Several he slipped into his pocket and one he took a bite out of.

"Of the two of us I am the only one who hasn't committed mutiny, therefore my word is the one we'll be trusting. Although, I suppose I should be thanking ye' because in fact, if ye' hadn't betrayed me an' left me to die, I would have an equal share in that curse same as ye'."

A frown seemingly graces your features as you listen intently upon the conversation. Overall, you had a genuine knowledge of Jack's traitorous crew, the mutiny, the lies and deceit, but you still had much to learn.

You cringe when the monkey screeched.

"Funny ol' world, innit?" Jack added with an amused grin before chewing happily into his apple. The door suddenly flung open, and the ground shaking steps of Bo' sun entering the room.

"Captain, we're coming up on the Interceptor."

Jack lowered his feet from the table, grabbing your hand and tagging you along behind him, "This ain't the end yet!"

Suddenly pulling your hand free and telling Jack you can walk up a set of stairs yourself without assistance, you lean against the railing while Jack hurriedly stepped in front of Barbossa's looking glass.

"I'm having a thought here, Barbossa. What say we run up a flag of truce? I scurry over to the Interceptor and I negotiate the return of your medallion, aye? What say you to that?"

Barbossa lowered his looking glass and almost gazed sadly at Jack, "Now you see, Jack, that's exactly the attitude that lost you the Pearl," a frown formed on Jack's face as Barbossa continued, "People are easy to search when they're dead."

Also feeling the sudden change in atmosphere, Jack was snatched of his apple, roughly grabbed and dragged down the stairs, you also being tugged along and brought to the brig.

Yelping as you're thrown forward and into the ankle deep water, you almost swear like there's no tomorrow, but think better of it.

"There appears to be a leak!" Jack exclaimed after the disappearing Bo' sun.

"No shit, Jack," you mutter under your breath while stand up and trying to sweep the dripping water from your clothing, "What are we going to do now?"

Before you know it, Jack is now standing in front of you, mischievous smile plastered on his attractive face, "I can think of a few things, to say so."

You can't help but stare at the look upon his face.

"Jack, this is no time - "

A strangled scream comes from you as you're suddenly thrown forwards by Jack's weight, your body completely in water as he covered your face, just like backing Port Royal. A moment passed before the sound of smashing wood shot through above you. Jack was up and staring at the gaping hole across from the both of you. An expression of complete annoyance, irritation and possibly fear for the ship emitted from the pirates' face.

"Stop blowing 'oles in me ship!" Jack bellowed. A moment of silence passed while he scooped up what looked to be Gibbs' small pouch of rum.

Pulling yourself together, your eye catches something. That something just so happens to be the large gaping hole the cannon just so happened to produce while shooting right through the cell door and lock.

"Jack…" You tap him on the shoulder then point to the cell door, "Let's go!"

-

You trail behind; dodging stray bullets and anything else that coincidently tumbles towards you, excluding the sea legged walk of Jack. "Com' on lass", he whispered and stepped up to the starboard side.

Blinking, you side step out of the way as a pirate came swinging towards you. Grabbing the rope effortlessly, Jack looked slightly disbelieved, "Thanks very much."

You step up to grab the rope aswell, "You know Jack, this is one hell of a adven-", someone taps you on the shoulder. You slowly turn around and it's the pirate that gave Jack the rope. He has long dirty blonde hair in dreadlocks and no teeth.

"'Ello missy! Yer lookin - "

There wasn't a moment wasted as your fist came flying up, smacking straight into the pirates nose with a loud snapping noise. You rub your knuckles and turn back to Jack, who's eyes a wide with astonishment. "Well - he wasn't really my type", you manage to say.

"Feisty, ay?" Jack says with a wink.

Landing upon the deck of the Interceptor, you're urgently pushed to hide behind the barrier of the ship. A surprisingly shout draws your attention to Gibbs, "Jack!"

Without any hesitation, Jack handed the pouch back to him, "Bloody empty!"

You hear another scream, but this time from a girl. Cringing as Elizabeth smacked a pirate in the face with the end of her gun, and readying to hit another, the pirate raised his weapon to her. Just as he was about to bring his sword down on her, Jack grabbed his arm, "That's not very nice - " Jack began with a wave of a finger and with that, Elizabeth took the chance to knock the pirate over board before Jack hurried her behind the safety, "Where's the medallion?"

Elizabeth's eyes became stern and she lifted her hand to slap him, "Wretch!" Jack caught her wrist and noticed the bandage around her hand, "Ah, where's dear William?"

Elizabeth's eyes turned to fear and darted to the grate on the deck. The main mast had fallen onto it and she could see Will's face.

"Will…" the words just escaped her lips before she bellowed, "Will!"

"Elizabeth!"

Jack's eyes darted to the small monkey running along the fall mast, medallion in hand, "Monkey!".

Before you could stop him, he threw himself forward and crawled after the monkey.

"Oh god!" you mutter and find your feet already running towards him. The monkey jumped up onto someone just before Jack could grab the medallion. Looking down at you and Jack is the placid expression of Hector Barbossa.

"Why thank you, Jack", Barbossa says, his voice emotionless.

Jack smiles nervously, "You're welcome."

Barbossa fiddled with the medallion in his fingers, "Not you. We named the monkey Jack - " The monkey gave a cheesy grin.

You glare daggers as his eyes land on you, "Nice to have you back, missy!"

You raise an eyebrow at him before he turned away, "The pleasure is all yours."

"Gents, our hope is restored!" he bellowed. The crew erupted in cheers. Your grabbed roughly and made to stand next to Jack as the rest of the crew roped Mr Gibbs and the others.

"Jack…" you whisper in a worried tone. In response, you feel his index finger curl around your wrist and gently assure that everything will be fine.

Standing silently, you both watch as the roping was done, and Pintel began his threats. "If any of you as much as thinks the word parley, I'll have your guts for garters!"

Without warning, Elizabeth pushed Pintel, ducked under the rope and ran towards the edge of the ship; the word escaping her mouth, "Will!"

The Interceptor blew up with a loud explosion, making Elizabeth come to a halt. Wood pieces and chips went flying everywhere. Her eyes became dark and she threw herself at Barbossa, You godless savage!"

Easily clenching her wrists tightly, he gave a sickly form smile into her solemn face, "Welcome back, Miss. You took advantage of our hospitality last time. It holds fair now that you return the favour!"

Screams came from her as she was thrown into the crews grasp, the men touching and feeling her skin, hair and what ever else their grubby hands could reach.

"Wha' 'bout this one, Cap'n?" you hear a disgruntled voice say. Frowning, you instantly realise it to be the perverted pirate who had been on your back almost instantly since he had seen you.

Before any insults, commands, insinuations and threats could be announced, a voice presuming to be dead broke through.

"Barbossa!"

Gasping, Will stood on the star board side, his clothes wet from the ocean and his face stern, gun in hand.

"Will…" Elizabeth gasped.

"She goes free!" barked Will and pointed to Elizabeth. A frown forms on your face, and you note Jack making small signals towards himself.

"You've only got one shot and we can't die", replied Barbossa with a smug smile.

Jack had pulled his hands together almost in a silent prayer, the words being: "Don't do anything stupid."

"You can't," Will began, taking a step forward and cocking the pistol and pointing it at his throat, "But I can!"

Jack let out an annoyed sigh, "Like that…"

"Who are you?"

Jack pulled himself away from the pirates, hurryingly stopping in front of Barbossa, "No one. He's no one. A distant cousin of my aunt's nephew twice removed - "

"Lovely singing voice, though. Eunuch", you add with a wink. Seeing that no response was coming your way, you mumble a few indigestible words and lower your head.

"My name is Will Turner. My father was Bootstrap Bill Turner. His blood runs in my veins", Will announced, the gun still aimed dangerously below his mouth.

"He's a spitting image of ol' Bootstrap Bill come back to haunt us!"

"On my word do as I say or I'll pull this trigger and be lost to Davy Jones' Locker", Will demanded, his voice laced with truth.

"Name your terms Mr Turner", growled Barbossa.

"Elizabeth goes free", Will replied quickly.

Barbossa rolled his eyes, "Yes, we know that one. Anything else?"

You look at Jack and see him trying to get Will's attention. You start to do the same thing, only more exaggerating.

Noticing, Will adds, "And the crew, the crew are not to be harmed. And Jack's lass - " you feel a blush creep up your cheeks, and see Jack's grinning, "She's to go free too!"

Barbossa let out a rotted grin, "Agreed."

Seconds later, your grabbed again and pushed forward with Elizabeth towards the plank. The ship neared an island only a few hundred metres away.

You take a sharp breath and look at her. "Well," you say, "I guess you'll be going first."

"Com' on! Walk the plank!" screeches one of the pirates.

"Barbossa, you lying bastard! You swore they'd go free!" hissed Will as two burly looking men dragged him.

Barbossa spun around and growled, "Don't dare impugn me honour, boy. I agreed she'd go free," an amused, insane glower came from Barbossa, "It was you who failed to specify when or where!" He turned back to Elizabeth. "Though it does seem a shame to lose something so fine, don't it lads?"

"Aye!"

"So I'll be having that dress back before you go", Barbossa sneered at Elizabeth.

Elizabeth ripped the dress off, her eyes dark with anger as she threw the garment into him, "It goes with your black heart!"

"Oh, its still warm", joked Barbossa and threw the dress to his crew members.

"Off you go! Com'on!"

"Too long!" Barked Bo' sun and kicked the plank. Elizabeth lost her balance and fell. Peering over, you see Elizabeth rise out of the water gasping for air.

Feeling the silence set in, slowly turning; you find that all eyes are bound upon you now. "Quite lovely you are," says Barbossa. You glare at him. "Pity, you don't owe me a dress."

Stepping right up to his dirtied face, you snigger, "Even if I did, I wouldn't give it back!" With that, you jumped off and dived into the water.

Coming up instantly, you see Jack peering down, his face lined with concern. Nodding your safety to him, you begin to swim towards the island.

You pull yourself up and start to wade to shore. The dull splashing behind you is assumingly Jack. Elizabeth takes a deep breath and sighs. Jack threw off his last rope bindings then looked back at the Pearl, "That's the second time I've had to watch that man sail away with my ship."