A/N: Wow, you guys totally rock!! Now I'm like nervous to post this next chapter…cuz what if you don't like it as well as the last chapter…or if it doesn't flow or…heh…I'm gonna shut up now. I can't believe I got 10 reviews from my first chapter. That's awesome!!! Ya'll totally made my day!! Well…I hope ya like this next chapter; I tried to add a dose of humor to it…so I hope that that turned out okay.

Jack was the last one to leave The Swift Cannon ship with the bundle over his shoulder. He watched as Will held the puppy carefully and he skimmed the board between the ships like a cat. Only when he and the dog were carefully on The Black Pearl did Will let the cocker spaniel go. He immediately started to playfully run around the deck yapping, and sniffing anything he came into contact with. Jack followed closely behind; trying to control his swagger enough to safely cross the board…and it was an effort! At one point his toe came dangerously close to the edge, and his captive almost got a rude awakening at the long drop…and a cold splash. But Jack (being used to this sort of thing) slowly steadied himself, and leaned the opposite way so his right shoulder didn't come down so far before he made it safely across.

Will was standing directly in his way when he jumped down from the board, so Jack purposefully bumped into him enough to have Will move out of the way. Will had barely noticed him; he was just watching his new puppy run back and forth across the deck sniffing unanimous pirates along the way. When Jack stood there glaring at the mutt Will finally acknowledged him, by giving him a short nod. He glanced at the woman slung over his shoulder, then looked back to Jack. Jack stood there as if waiting for Will to comment on it. But he was surprised when Will merely raised a single eyebrow and left it at that. It almost left Jack disappointed because he had been looking for a confrontation. Will knew that by the careful way that Jack was carrying her she was safe for the moment. And if she was going to be on this ship, it didn't matter to what lengths he had to make it happen; Will would make sure she stayed safe on this ship. "I was thinking of calling him Jack." Will said his attention back on the dog. "In honor of our captain…you." He smiled as if waiting for praise from Jack at such an awesome idea.

Jack didn't reply as he pushed his way past Will, while rolling his eyes. He began muttering to himself sarcastically. "Where does it say honor thy captain by naming a dog after thee?" He scoffed and pushed his cabin door open. "First a monkey…now a dog. What's these people's problems with animals? What's next, an ostrich?"

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Felicia's consciousness slowly began to come back to her. She knew that jumping up right away would be just plain stupid, so she decided to get a feel for the room, and let her ears guide her around so she could get some information on where she was. It was awfully quiet; she must be alone in the room. To her right was an open window because she could feel the salty breeze on her face. She could also hear a clock ticking somewhere to her left. Other then that there was only the normal creaking and groaning of a ship at sail.

She twitched ever so slightly, and found that beneath her back and head she felt soft cushions and pillows. Someone had laid her on their bed?! It must have been that guy with the make up and long hair. So she was lying on his bed?! A soft blush covered her face at the thought. She wiggled her toes slightly to find that her boots were missing, along with her stockings. The cabin door flew open with a bang, and she practically jumped off the bed. Someone leapt onto the bed she was laying on, and starting jumping around and making a lot of commotion while breathing heavily. Finally she couldn't take it any longer; she had to give herself away. "Pervert!" She yelled as she jumped from the bed and opened her eyes at the same time…to find a puppy sitting near her looking at her quizzically, and innocently. Felicia instantly felt remorseful for the puppy, and started to climb across the comfortable bed toward it.

"Mangy thing, aint 'e?" Jack asked her motioning toward the dog, suddenly appearing leaning against the door frame, ever so casually.

Felicia jumped again when she heard his voice, where had he come from, and how long had he been there? "What do you want…" She said toughly, then a littler softer. "And where are my boots?"

Jack stalked menacingly toward her into the room, making her back up on the bed in her fright. The puppy, as if sensing the change in the air quickly leapt into Felicia's arms trembling, and licking her neck for protection. Jack rolled his eyes, the dog was totally taking his air of authority out of the room! He pointed at the dog. "You, out!" He pointed at the door.

"You don't have to frighten the poor thing!" Felicia scolded Jack while holding the puppy closely, scratching him behind the ears, and glaring at Jack.

Jack was taken aback then anyone let alone a female…a captive female would scold him! He gaped at her for a second, and raised an eyebrow. He attempted words a couple of times, while pointing at her in confusion. Then finally finding his voice he called out. "Will! Get Jack out of here!" Will appeared instantly, he must have been hovering nearby, hoping to catch a snippet of the conversation that they were having. Just in case he had to gallantly come to the girl's rescue. Confusion was written on his face, but he shrugged and attempted to follow Jack's instructions. He took Jack's arm and started to pull him away from his own cabin door. Jack shrugged out of Will's grasp and glared at him. "The dog." Jack bluntly said, giving Will a look that expressed him having the I-Q of the dog.

"Oh that." Will said, giving Jack his own puppy dog eyes which made Jack laugh and shake his head (like usual). Will came into the room toward Felicia who stared at him, studying how he was mixed up in all of this. He didn't seem the pirate type. Will took the puppy from Felicia's arms, the dog whimpering slightly at getting passed around so much. "I've decided to name him Mic…to prevent confusion." Will said matter-of-factly, with a nod toward Jack who once again…just shook his head. Will smiled warmly at Felicia, and gave her a reassuring wink and smile before taking the puppy and leaving the room.

After Will closed the door behind him, Jack allowed himself a moment to just stare at the pretty captive sitting on his bed. "Bonny indeed." He mumbled to himself, not thinking she would hear him. He really was going soft. He let his eyes travel from her short blonde hair, down to her silver necklace, curvy figure and bootless feet. He squinted at her feet for a moment. In an odd moment of compassion (for him anyway) he had removed her boots to make her more comfortable. While taking them off he had found a small pistol in her left stocking. He had (naturally) put it away for safe keeping wondering if she'd even notice. Jack wasn't sure why he had even taken her boots; it wasn't like him to be chivalrous. He shrugged physically and dismissed it from his mind and let his gaze settle on her neck, and the silver necklace that hung there.

Felicia, likewise was observing the pirate that stood a few feet in front of her. He had very lovely eyes she'd noticed right away; that made him look all the more roguish with the heavy makeup that surrounded them. He almost looked lanky, but she knew first hand how strong he was. As she just stared at him for a moment, a comfortable silence hung in the cabin. She realized that his gaze was not leveled at her eyes but her…chest? No, her necklace! By impulse she covered it with one hand which seemed to break the electric silence between them.

"Where did ye get that?" Jack asked, nodding toward her hand that covered the necklace. He came forward until he was close enough to sit next to her, and turned to face her. He was a mere inches from her. He had this sinking feeling that he was becoming too soft, so he tried to growl menacingly. "Talk woman." The look that Felicia gave him said he didn't frighten her in the least.

"What's your name?" She asked scooting away from a bit. She must stink to high heaven after not showering for four days! But Jack assumed that he had frightened her enough to comply with his wishes, so he smiled at her bravado, and she saw a few gold teeth glinting in his mouth.

"Why I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, lass." He squinted at her, watching her reaction carefully. "You 'eard of me?"

Felicia had never heard the name before in her life. But she knew that men loved flattery, so she went to it. "You're Jack Sparrow?!" She asked, surprise carefully written all over her face.

"That I am." Jack smiled smugly at her reaction. "What's yer name?"

"Felicia Adams." She said a bit nervously, not sure if she should give her name out to such a rogue. Jack just assumed it was because of his reputation and he got another huge ego boost. He was really starting to like her! Felicia lowered her hand from her necklace slowly to shake his. Jack looked at it curiously for a moment before he took it, and brushed his lips across her knuckles. "You smell nice." Jack murmured…though he wasn't sure if he had said it out loud or in his head. Felicia wasn't sure how to react to that one, so she just kind of stared at him, not knowing that that was a pretty high compliment from Captain Jack Sparrow. Jack sighed, he was falling for the girl. He knew he had to distance himself from her, or there would be disastrous results on his ship…and with his crew. He quickly dropped her hand, and backed off the bed until he was standing near the door again. "Now where did ye get that necklace?"

"You can't have it, if that's what you're after." Felicia taunted him with a sneer. He didn't scare her, though she did find him pretty attractive. "My grandmother gave me this, and if it wasn't for you and the rest of your damn ship I'd be on my way to Port Royal right now to gain my inheritance!" She stood up so he wasn't towering over her so menacingly. But to Jack's eyes it just looked like she was being defiant…he kind of liked that. But he would never let her see that.

"If it weren't for me," Jack said softly while slowly creeping closer and closer toward her until she had no choice but to reluctantly back up since he wasn't stopping. "You'd be stuck in that stinkin' compartment of that sinkin' ship, lass." He crept closer until he was a mere inches away from her and she was backed into a wall. He smiled at her in an overbearing way.

"Well it wasn't sinking when I was on it!" Felicia sneered back at him. She was nervous being this close to him. Her eyes darted around nervously for an escape. But part of her was thrilled at the excitement this man made her feel.

"Well it is now." Jack growled staring down at her. "Now if ye knew what were good for ye, you'll be tellin' me where ye got that there necklace…and you'll be telling me now."

Felicia stared at Jack for a moment, and thinking about telling him that she didn't know. But as she glanced up at his dark eyes she saw mixed emotion there, and suddenly she didn't want to lie. Maybe he wasn't the hard-ass pirate he claimed to be. "It was my mother's." Felicia said softly. "It's been a family heirloom for hundreds of years."

"Yer mother." Jack stared over Felicia's head at the wall trying to remember something he'd been taught long ago. "And 'er mother before that?" Jack looked into Felicia's eyes imploringly.

"Yes, why?" She asked, staring up at him. She was just a little disappointed when he backed away to gather his thoughts. He couldn't think standing so close to her.

"I need some rum." He said to himself, and practically dove into his liquor cabinet (that contained at least fourteen varieties of rum) and he tried in vain to remember the prophecy his father had taught him when he was just a boy…a long time ago. "Now 'ow did that go?" He took a long swig of rum, and placed a hand on his hip to stare at Felicia as his memory started to come back to him. He couldn't always remember the lyrics to his favorite pirate songs, but his father had ground this into his head over and over telling him that one day it would be worth a lot of money to him. He started to chant as if in a trance. "There be a place where gold flows free," another swig of rum. "Not 'ard to find, just ask thee. Only one in the world can deliver, and 'round her neck be a cross of silver." He pointed at Felicia's cross excitedly, and the next line came out faster, with more determination as for once he thought he remembered all the words. "She alone can lead the way…across the see, not astray." He paused and grabbed his head in agony as the words left him, and he couldn't for the life of him remember the next line. He took another swig of rum hoping that would jog his memory. No such luck, the words were gone. What he had come so close to was lost to him. He looked up startled when he heard Felicia finish up the prophecy.

"Serpentara, the cave of fold." She whispered in awe. "Many secrets she'll unfold. There a great evil lays in wait, to claim it will take a pirate, no saint." Jack and Felicia locked wide eyes to slightly dilated eyes.

"That's it!" Jack crowed happily. "That's the one! It's a tail amongst pirates, for sure!"

Felicia stared at him wide-eyed, in shock. "My own brothers don't know that rhyme."

"It be no rhyme, luv." Jack took another long gulp of whiskey, not even noticing the endearment that he called most females. "And me finding you…it's a sign, be what it is." He stepped closer to her, the rum bottle forgotten in his hand as it hung at his side. "Where be the Cave of Serpentara, lass?"

Felicia was in shock. "I-I don't know." She stuttered, meeting his eyes briefly before breaking contact. "That's what my mother taught to me when I was a young girl, and my grandmother gave me this necklace that same day. She told me that one day it would all make sense."

Jack's full attention was focused on one thing…everything else just filtered out harmlessly. "You don't know where the cave is?!"

Then a thought came to her, and she stepped forward toward him excitedly. She poked Jack in the chest as she spoke to emphasize her point. "My inheritance!"

"What?" Jack asked looking down at her, and scowling at her finger that was poking him. "Why don't you know where the cave is?" He asked again.

Felicia continued on her own track. "I told you that I was headed to Port Royal when your ship attacked—

"Pillaged, luv. Pillaged." Jack corrected her.

"Whatever!" Felicia said, exhasperated. Her thoughts were one tracked…much like Jack's. "I bet in my inheritance there is a map…or something that can lead us to the cave!"

"Us?!" Jack asked, surprised.

"And we'll find the treasure and fight the evil!"

"We?!"

"It will be the grandest adventure yet!"

"I'm 'earin' a lot of this "we", luv." Jack squinted at her. "What make ye think I wont just use ye to get to the cave, then dispose of ye when ye be no longer useful?"

Felicia swallowed nervously. She hadn't thought of that. "You wouldn't do that…would you?"

Jack leaned in real close and squinted at her again. "Just remember one thing, lass. I'm the captain of this ship, and I'll be doin' the disposing' and whatever else I feel like doing. Savvy?" He smiled at her mischievously before leaving to change course setting to Port Royal. He was getting way too soft around this female. If he kept her on her toes maybe she wouldn't be so forthright with him. Yeah…that's it. Jack thought to himself.

Felicia stared at the closed door of the cabin. He…wouldn't kill her, would he? She had a strong feeling that he wouldn't…but he was still a pirate. To herself she recounted the prophecy that she had been taught so long ago…then she went in search of her boots.

There is a place where gold flows free,

Not hard to find, just ask thee.

Only one in the world can deliver,

'Round her neck a cross of silver.

She alone can lead the way,

Across the sea, not astray.

Serpentara the cave of gold,

Many secrets she'll unfold.

There a great evil lays in wait.

To claim it will take a pirate no saint.