A/N: Yay for reviews! Big, huge, gigantic shout out to my five reviewers. I've had a copy of the PotC script with me whenever I'm writing, so the dialogue should be exactly accurate. It's up for interpretation though.

AND I'M WATCHING MY GRAMMAR THIS TIME!!

It's been requested, so here's the next chapter for you avid FanFic readers.

Disclaimer: Disney owns PotC…for now…I hope Disney has some good lawyers…

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Jack: *climbs out of the freezer, shivering, covered in frost* You…locked…me…in…the…freezer…*pulls out a cutlass*

Me: Do you want me to continue your story or not??

Jack: *looks sheepish and sheaths the cutlass again* I think someone needs a hug…

Me: You smell. *throws Jack into the bathroom and locks him in* Take a shower! Then you'll get a hug. *triumphant grin*

Jack: What the hell is a SHOWER?

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Jess soon fell asleep, amid a lot of weird dreams involving dogs, jail cells, and VERY good-looking pirates. She's UNPLEASANTLY interrupted by a soft clanging noise, and someone muttering under their breath.

"Please…"

It was Jack. He was trying to pick the lock on the cell door…with…the bone??

"So it wasn't a dream…" she murmured, and stood up. "Jack, what are you…"

She was interrupted by footsteps. Jack fell back from the door and laid down on the straw covered stone floor. "Play dead!"

"Fine." she said, sitting against the wall in the corner, counting the screws in the wall of bars in front of her. She was clearly annoyed with the fact that this WASN'T a dream.

"You! Sparrow!" It was a voice Jess recognized. After all, she had seen Lord of the Rings MANY times. She looked up. 'Orlando Bloom?' she thought. 'No. Will Turner. If I call him Orlando he'll be all weirded out.'

Jack looked up from his position on the floor. "Aye."

"You are familiar with that ship, the Black Pearl?"

Jack laid back down. "I've heard of it…"

Despite Jack's nonchalant attitude, Will kept at it. "Where does it make berth?"

Jack looked up again, obviously surprised. "Where does it make berth? Have you not heard the stories?"
Jess noticed the confused look on Will's face, which obviously meant he hadn't. She sat at the back of the cell, waiting for the right time to speak, so Jack would take her with him.

Jack rolled his eyes at Will. "Captain Barbossa and his crew of miscreants sail from the dreaded Isla de Muerta. It's an island that cannot be found…EXCEPT by those who know where it is."

"The ship's real enough. Therefore its anchorage must be a real place. Where is it?"

Will was sounding awfully persistent. 'Well, gee, I wonder why?' Jess thought, smirking to herself. 'He's gonna be the hopeless romantic and go after the girl.'

Jack laid back down again and started studying the rings that decorated his fingers. "Why ask me?"

Will was starting to look annoyed. "Because you're a pirate."

Jack looked back up at Will. "And you want to turn pirate yourself, is that it?"

Will was looking REALLY annoyed now. "Never." Jess laughed quietly in the corner.

He shot Jess a look, and then looked away. "They took Miss Swann…"

Jack sat up. "Oh, so it is that you've found a girl. I see. Well, if you're intending to brave all, hasten to her rescue, and so win fair lady's heart, you'll have to do it alone mate. I see no profit in it for me. Or my lovely friend here."

'Ah. So he does intend on me coming with him. Perfect…' Jess thought, smiling to herself.

Will looked like he had an idea. "I can get you two out of here."

Jess piped up from the back of the cell. "How's that? The key's run off." Jack chuckled quietly.

Will picked up a bench and wedged it in the door. "I helped build these cells. These are half-pin barrel hinges. With the right leverage and a proper application of strength, the door will lift free.

Jack seemed awfully amused now. "What's your name?"

"Will Turner."

"Ah. The great Jack Sparrow has an idea." Jess said aloud.

Jack turned around to face her. "That's CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow, luv." He turned his attention back to Will.

"That would be short for William, I imagine. Good strong name. No doubt named for your father, aye?"

Will, retaining his confused look once again, responded. "Yes…"

"Aha." Jack stood up. "Well Mr. Turner. I've changed me mind. If you spring the two of us from this cell, I swear on pain of death, I shall take you to the Black Pearl and your bonny lass." He turned around to face Jess. "What about you?"

Jess pretended to think for a second. "I guess so…"

Jack grinned at her, a pleased look on his face. She returned the smile.

"So. Mr. Turner. Do we have an accord?" Jack stuck his hand through the bars.

Will shook it. "Agreed."

"Agreed. Get us out!"

Will pushed down hard on the top of the bench, and the door came off easily. He threw down the bench. "Hurry, someone will have heard that."

Jack walked over to the hooks where his things were hanging. "Not without my effects."

Will looked confused, ONCE AGAIN. "Why bother with that? You could have escaped if you'd killed me before, but you weren't willing to use it."

"The swordfight…" Jess thought aloud.

"How did you know about that?" Will looked at her questioningly. Their attention was drawn back to Jack as he aimed his pistol at Will.

"Are you advising me that was a mistake?"

Jess looked from Jack to Will. She looked into Jack's eyes and silently pleaded for him not to shoot Will.

"When you've only got one shot, it's best to wait until the opportune moment. That wasn't it." He lowered the gun. "Nor is this." Jack threw his coat on and sashayed out of the jail. Jess and Will looked at each other, then followed him down to the docks.

Jack stopped under a stone bridge near the docks and surveyed the ship docked in front of him.

Will looked over his shoulder. "We're going to steal a ship? THAT ship?"

"Commandeer. We're going to commandeer-" he pointed at a much larger ship in the bay. "That ship. Nautical term."

Jess spoke up. "But that doesn't make any sense! Why don't we just steal the small one…?"

She was cut off by Jack putting his hand over her mouth. "I have a plan. Just trust me" he muttered.

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Jess groaned under her breath. Walking on the sandy bottom of the bay between Jack and Will, breathing from an air pocket that Jack had made under a boat. Not her first choice.

CRUNCH. Will stepped in the lobster trap that she had just stepped over. "Perfect…" she muttered.

Jack spoke from the front of the boat. "No, keep it, we can use that. Ok, on my count, we'll kick off from the bottom. Ready?" Jess nodded and Will made a random sound, which Jess assumed meant yes. "Alright. One…two…three."

Jess took a huge breath, pushed the boat aside, and kicked off from the bottom. She could sense Will and Jack on either side of her, but didn't dare look down. When they surfaced, Jack showed them how he could use the lobster trap. He tangled the rope into the rudder, making the ship impossible to move. With that, they climbed up the hull and onto the stern of the Dauntless.

Jack pulled Jess aside. "Take this…" he said quietly, handing her a cutlass. Jack stepped confidently down the stairs onto the deck, with Will and Jess in tow.

"Everyone stay calm, we are taking over the ship."

Will and Jess walked up behind him.

"Aye! Avast!" The crew of the Dauntless starting laughing. HARD.

Jack turned around and gave Will a look, which very plainly stated- "Shut up and let me do the talking." Will raised his eyebrows, then remained quiet.

Another guy, who looked like he was the group's leader, came forward and stated, "This ship cannot be crewed by two men…and a whore…" Jess rolled her eyes. Again with the whore cracks! "You'll never make it out of the bay."

Jack pulled out his pistol and pointed it at the man's head. "Son…I'm Captain Jack Sparrow. Savvy? You and your crew might want to get in those boats before I decide to do something rational."

The Lieutenant- 'What was his name again?' Jess thought. 'It was a razor, that's all I remember. Venus? No…. GILLETE! That's it!'- and his crew walked to one of the rowboats, under Jack's gunpoint. "You'll regret this…" Gillette muttered as Jack pushed him into the boat and lowered it into the water.

As Will let out the sails, Jack and Jess stood by the ship's wheel. Suddenly, Will ran up the stairs. "Here they come…"

Jack and Jess turned around and saw the Interceptor coming straight at them, at full sail. Jack grinned.

"Ah! I see what you're doing!" Jess exclaimed.

"Quiet luv." Jack said. "Come on." He and Will were running down the stairs toward the bow of the boat. Jess followed. They hid in the shadows as the Interceptor pulled up next to the Dauntless, and the crew boarded the larger boat.

Will, Jack, and Jess grabbed three ropes and swung across the short distance between the two ships, landing safely on the main deck of the Interceptor. Jack bolted for the wheel, while Will pulled a knife out of his belt and hacked off the four ropes that were connecting the two ships.

The Interceptor started to move away from the Dauntless. Jack, apparently, couldn't leave without getting the last word in.

"Thank you Commodore, for getting us ready to make way! We'd had a hard time of it by ourselves!" They all ducked as they were showered with bullets from the soldiers on the Dauntless.

The Interceptor sailed off into the open ocean, leaving Port Royale in its wake.

A/N: Finally finished. Everybody happy? YAY!! *gives out PotC merchandise to reviewers* More reviews would be VERY appreciated!