A.N.: I'm so stupid!! Geez, two chapters I forgot to put disclaimers in!! Okay, well this time I won't forget. Thank you so much to coco bean and TheSilverLady for lovely reviews. Thankies!! I don't know how expensive something would be, so if it's too expensive or inexpensive, so please deal with me on the money issue.

Also, constructive criticism is welcomed, and please tell me if you think that Alex is a Mary-Sue and how I can change it, because this is my first PotC story, and the only story that I've written in nearly a year (outside of school), so I would really appreciate it.

Disclaimer: I don't own PotC or any of the characters in the movie. I own Alex, which is totally and completely wrong, seeing as how I'm a girl and I don't swing that way. I also own the overly perverted and horny barkeep and any other miscellaneous characters that weren't in the movie. Ahem, anyway, if, by any stroke of luck, I did own Captain Jack Sparrow or Will Turner, I would be very, very happy! Also, I don't own The Blue Anchor (mentioned last chapter) it was a real tavern in the 1700s-1800s in Port Royal.

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Commodore Norrington was livid. A female pirate had escaped his men, while she was busy talking to Turner. "What is this Navy coming to when even a weak, defenseless little girl can escape two of my best spies!" He cried out in frustration.

"Sir?" One of the newer recruits called out hesitantly. "The Black Pearl wants permission to set up port here for a bit."

"Prepare the recruits, son. Tell them to take places at the cannons and prepare to fire on The Black Pearl."

"But Commodore, didn't you agree to Mrs. Turner's demands that Sparrow and his crew could have safe port here at Port Royal whenever they want?"

The Commodore sighed. "Forget my last command, boy. Let them do as they please, but make sure that they all know if they cause a disturbance then they are to be hung."

The young officer scrambled to do as ordered, but not before saluting Norrington.

Commodore Norrington cursed sharply before turning to the large window behind his desk and staring at the setting sun.

"At least there is some kind of hope for the Royal Navy, after all. As long as all the recruits are like that one. Goddamnit, what was I on when I agreed to let Sparrow, of all people, have safe passage in Port Royal?"

The townspeople openly stared in shock as pirates came strolling down the streets of Port Royal, who were obviously not fearing being captured.

Elizabeth grabbed Jack's arm and pulled him out of the thicket of people.

"Liz, wha did yeh havta go 'n do that for? I was goin'a go get some rum all by me onesies. I wasn't goin'a hurt n'body."

"Jack, have you been drinking?" She glared at him and then sighed. "Oh, never mind, just come on. We've set up dinner, and I don't want it to get cold."

"I have not been drinkin', but if yer offerin' then it'd jest be rude o' me to refuse." Jack cried indignantly as Elizabeth dragged him down the street toward her house. "Really now, Liz, I always knew ye had a thing for me, an' this jus' proves it! An' in yer own house, too. Naughty lass."

She slapped him lightly and he called out in mock horror.

Alex stood on the beach watching the waves smash onto the shore. She had seen The Black Pearl come in, but she wasn't nearly as impressed with the crew as the townspeople. Although they did seem to be very loyal people by what she had seen. It was a very nice ship, too, by all standards.

She grinned slightly, remembering her ship, but then jerking out of her daydream, as if she had been shocked.

After pulling a half-empty bottle of rum out of her pocket, Alex pulled the lid off, and raised it slightly toward the ocean.

"My true loves, the sea an' rum. What could be better? Seein' as how men betray ya an' ye gotta have men to help ye work a ship. Otherwise a ship that could be mine an' mine alone would be one of me true loves as well." She let the rest of the rum slide down her throat before tossing the bottle aside and heading to go meet Will at his shop.

"What do ye mean I can't have me rum? Please Liz?"

"This is a household, Jack, not a tavern. There will be no rum. Besides, rum is a horrid drink that turns even the most respectable men into lying scoundrels."

"Will, please explain to your wife that rum is the life giving elixir!"

"Sorry Jack, don't think I haven't tried. Elizabeth just doesn't like rum, however strange it may be."

Will remembered that he had told Alex to go to his shop, and he was, in fact, at his house. He ran out the door to go find Alex.

"What says five shillings that he comes back with another lass, eh Liz?"

"You're insane, Jack."

Alex was nearly halfway through town when Will ran into her.

"Alex, my wife made dinner, and we have a guest over who you would probably want to meet. Can you come?"

"Sure. Real food sounds great!"

Will grabbed her arm and pulled her into a run towards his house.

"Don't want the food to get cold." He said, grinning at her and letting go of her arm.

She nodded, thinking of food but still following him.

Will opened the front door to a huge house. Motioning for her to follow him, he went into the dining room.

When Alex stepped into the room, Jack stood up, pointed at her, and shouted teasingly to Elizabeth. "See! I tol' you that Will was gonna bring home a lass, an' a pretty one at that!"