Chapter 5:

A/N: I know the last chapter was kind of short I'll try to make this one longer! Thanks again for reviewing!

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I turned on my side gagging up the seawater; the salt in the unbearably cold water scraped my throat as it was spewed from my body. My matted black hair stuck itself to my neck and face; I could feel a friendly hand massaging my back as to sooth the pain that I was feeling. I looked up to see if it was Sparrow and was shocked when I found that it was Turner.

"Turner," my voice brittle and unstable.

"Relax Reynolds, come, you must rest." He reached his hand out to me, which I took hesitantly for I knew not his reason for helping me.

I stood slowly trying my best to regain balance on my own two feet. I was dizzy and could hardly see anything.

"Reynolds, your wound it's bleeding!" Turner leaned over to help me walk and I passed out in his arms.

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It was true my wound had bled badly; I must've pulled the stitches loose when I was battling with the sea. If Turner had not dove in, I'm not sure what would've happened, or even if I would be here today. But the question is why, why did he risk his life to save me? That is the question I planned on forcing him to answer.

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I shot up out of a dream screaming, Ana-Maria burst into my room frantically checking me over to make sure nothing had happened to me. "What the bleeding hell is the matter with you lass? There's not a speck of blood on you and I can't find any bruises or anything!"

When I had gotten my breathing back to normal I spoke in a raspy voice, "I'm terribly sorry Ana, I had a bad dream."

"Bad dream! Bad dream! I busted me arse to run in here and for what? A bad dream! Christ almighty girl! Next time you better be on the verge of death before you scream or I'll remove those pipes for good!" She shook her finger vividly at me and I knew that she wasn't joking.

I nodded and laid back in my hammock watching as she left the room. Once more I was left to my thoughts, how much more boring could this day get? I began to twiddle my thumbs in anticipation of what Turner might say. Would he deny rescuing me? Would he freely admit it? Would he come up with some lame explanation about my importance on the ship and that without me there would be less help aboard the Pearl? These are questions I obviously did not know the answer to so I just kept starring at my ceiling trying to find something that would spark my interest.

Sparrow had decided to give me the day off, said I needed some rest. He probably just didn't want me to end up scolding Turner for waisting his time saving me and going on about how I was just about to save myself when he grabbed me. That's Sparrow's thinking for you, the less of me aboard the more peace he gets. Not such a bad way of thinking, considering the fact that it was true, I love to pick fights you could say it's like my second job.

My door creaked open and I sprung up expecting it to be Ana ready and willing to yell at me more about the stupid things that I had messed up on, but instead I found Turner leaning against my small dresser. "Are you lost?"

He gave a slight smirk, which was more then I had ever gotten from him since we met. "I just wanted to check up on you."

"Well I'll save you the trouble, I'm just dandy!" I slumped back in my hammock facing my small porthole of a window.

Turner walked further into my room and sat on a crate in the corner. "Well If you don't mind I'd very much like to talk to you for a few moments." I scoffed and kept my eyes fixed on the sea waved just outside of my window. "I know we haven't gotten along very well at all since you've joined the crew-."

I rolled over and looked him square in the face, "So what? Let me guess you want to forget about our past arguments and accusations, shake hands and become life long buddies who tell each other secrets and promise to protect each other's backs?"

"Why not?"

"Because one of us will eventually turn on the other and rat them out or kill them all together," I continued in my contradicting tone.

"Well I would never turn my back on you or anyone for that matter. I didn't yesterday."

"I didn't say it would be you, I merely said one of us. Besides what's it to you if I'm alive or not?"

"You're part of the crew and as-."

"Save it for someone who gives two shits about it! You just realized that your Captain likes me and will keep me around so you figured that you better start to like me too because I'm here to stay."

"If that's what you think." He said almost without a care.

"You know it's the truth you're just too stuck up and stubborn to admit it! You know damn well that-." Turner pulled my face down to his, close enough to kiss me but he hesitated looking me over once more before speaking.

"You're a woman." His eyes were cold and yet so loving at the same time, at that moment I realized exactly what the Swann lass saw in him. He was protective and heartfelt.

"How can you be sure?" There I go again with the mind games, I can't seem to get enough of other people's pain.

"Well first off men don't have quite so small of a build, you're 18 and still have no facial hair and last time I checked men don't have breasts, especially those size." I shoved him away from me and stood frustrated and highly angered.

"You mangy cad! You come prancing into my room offering me a truce and then blackmailing me about my own gender!"

"Well there wouldn't be anything to blackmail if you would just be honest."

"Alright tough guy, if you're so sure I'm a woman prove it!"

"What do you mean?"

"Well if you're indeed straight, which I am completely assuming, and I'm a woman then you should have no problem kissing me, right?" I raised my eyebrow while watching his face turn a slight pink. "Well then we've solved that one haven't we," I turned to walk out but was pulled around into the most tender kiss I had ever received to date.

His hands gripped my shoulders caressing every bit of flesh attached to them; I found myself with my arms wrapped around his neck holding him in that loving position. But I soon found myself breaking away, it had seem that even just for a moment I was at peace, I felt right. Then I came to the sudden awareness that my secret was out, the last person I wanted to know turned out to be the one to find it out. How could this be?

I peered up at him and a strange feeling came over me, one that I did not want to have any part in so I pushed away grasping my mouth, "Please leave." I starred at the floor and listened as he left. I then dropped to my knees and pondered over what to do next, he knew now I had to protect myself, I had to get along with him no matter what. Damn, he forced me into watching his back! I was now at his mercy, I was now his slave!

I grabbed my belt from my chair and pulled on my boots and hat before running up on deck to follow Turner. I was prepared to do work and work hard all day in hopes that I would sweat away the troubles of that morning.

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A/N: So was it any good? Lots of controversy I hope! Well I got to go get myself some pumpkin pie! So have a great turkey day and I'll update again on Saturday! TA!