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'Well, I guess I can;t think of him as Sparrow anymore,' I thought. 'He'll just have to be Jack.' And so Jack he became.

I turned and looked out the window. The little town of Port Royal was cleaning up from the previous night's raid. As far as I could tell, our appointment with the gallows had been postponed. 'Which gives me more time to figure out how I'm gonna escape' I thought, slightly relieved. The Black Pearl had certainly left its mark. From my distant view I could tell that many structures and buildings had blown up. The pirates had obviously had a great time.

Sighing, I went back to absently playing with a cornrow. I had the nervous habit of fidgeting, which was always a problem. It showed a sign of weakness, and I had to concentrate really hard not to. Deciding that it didn't really matter if I looked weak or not, I continued toying with my hair and thinking. As far as I could tell, there was no way in hell that we could get out of this cell, unless Jack was to miraculously pick the lock free. 'Unlikely,' I thought bitterly.

My mind began to wander to the notorious pirate sharing the cell with me. I was finding it quite difficult to see what was so great about him. His swordsmanship was pretty good, but other than that, I hadn't seen much to be too impressed with. 'But he does have wit,' I reminded myself. 'Even if it's a bit strange.' I couldn't tell if he was mad, or just really odd.

Not much happened for the next hour or so. Neither of us said anything, and all was silent save for the clicking of the bone in the lock, which was grating on my nerves. I was quite hungry, as it were, and none of the guards had shown up at all. I felt a foul mood coming on.

Then I heard a door clang open and shut from upstairs. Jack glanced up at the sound and then threw himself onto his back on the floor, looking as if he were quite drunk. I, on the other hand, remained where I was, not even bothering to look up from my cornrow.

"You! Sparrow!"

I looked up immediately to see the young blacksmith standing in front of us. Jack lifted his head slightly so he could see him. "Aye." The blacksmith shot me a suspicious look, which I returned with my most charming grin, before continuing.

"You are familiar with that ship - the Black Pearl?" he asked. This piqued my attention, and turned my gaze to Jack, expectantly awaiting his answer.

"I've heard of it," he replied, seemingly uninterested. 'Well, that wasn't the answer I was waiting for,' I thought, still watching what was taking place.

"Where does it make berth?" The annoying little whelp pressed. Jack pushed himself up a little bit more.

"Where does it make berth? Have you not heard the stories?" he asked incredulously. At the blacksmith's blank look, he continued. "*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 already know where it is."

"The ship's real enough. Therefore its anchorage must be a real place. Where is it?" I shifted my weight so I was leaning against the wall once more. 'At least he's saving *me* from having to ask all the questions,' I thought, finding thw whole scenario horribly amusing.

Jack studied his fingernails. "He looks like me when he does that," I muttered under my breath. "Why ask me?" Jack asked, trying to sound like he didn't care.

"Because you're a pirate," the man answered, looking annoyed. This was just too much for me.

"And you want to turn pirate yourself, is that it?" I asked sarcastically, speaking for the first time. Jack turned around and grinned at me.

"Never!" he exclaimed in reply, glaring at me.

" 'Twas just a harmless question lad. No use getting yer drawers all in a knot," I laughed. The blacksmith looked as if he wanted to hit me.

"They took Miss Swann," he admitted through clenched teeth.

"Oh, so it is that you've found a girl!" said Jack, smirking. "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 me!" I added. The blacksmith gave me a withering look. 'Lad really doesn't like me,' I thought, trying not to laugh. He turned his attention back to Jack.

"I can get *you* out of here," he said to Jack. Now it was my turn to glare at him.

"How's that? The key's run off," I pointed out, my foul mood worsening. If he came here to waste our time, I was going to let him have it. Jack nodded in agreement to this.

The blacksmith looked thoughtful for a moment, before replying. "I helped build these cells. These are half pin-barrel hinges." He turned around and picked up a bench, placing it at the bottom of the cell door. 'This should be interesting,' I thought. At our questioning looks, he continued. "With the right leverage and the proper application of strength. the door will lift free," he finished, giving us an expectant look. To be honest, I was mildly impressed. Jack appeared so too.

"What's your name?" he asked the young man.

"Will Turner," was the answer. 'That sounds familiar,' I thought. I couldn't help but notice how suddenly interested Jack was now.

"That will be short for William , I imagine. Good, strong name. No doubt, named for your father, eh?" asked Jack. 'He knows who he is,' thought I. '*Damn* it! Why can't I place him!'

"Yes," Will nodded.

"Uh-huh," Jack muttered. Looking back up at Will, he smiled. "Well, Mr. Turner , I've changed me mind. If you spring me from this cell I swear on pain of death I shall take you to the Black Pearl and your bonny lass. Do we have an accord?" I blinked in surprise at Jack's sudden agreement. 'He's *definitely* got something up his sleeve,' I thought, looking at him.

Will looked doubtful for a minute. "Agreed," he said, and they shook hands.

"Agreed. Now get us out!" I ordered. Will sent me another one of those annoying looks.

"You're not part of the agreement," said he. I stared at him.

"Well mate, there's no way you'll be getting Captain Sparrow out without inadvertantly letting *Captain* Harris out as well. Savvy?" I asked. 'He must *really* not like me,' I thought. When he didn't respond, I continued. "Besides, three's better than two, especially when trying to escape from the likes of that bloody Norrington character," I pointed out.

Will didn't say anything for a long moment. "Fine, you can join us," he agreed, albeit reluctantly, and lifted the door free. "Hurry. Someone will have heard that," he hastened, looking nervously at the exit.

"Not without my effects," Jack said and hurried over to retrieve his things. I followed behind. While I was checking my pistol and cutlass, I heard them whispering.

"I don't think it's such a good idea to let her accompany us," said Will.

"No mate, it would've been far worse not to have," Jack said, sounding very serious. I smiled to myself. 'Mr. Turner and I will have a *splendid* time together,' I thought wickedly.

I turned around to face them. "I'm ready," I announced. Will then noticed my cutlass.

"Hey! That's my sword!" he yelled, outraged. I shrugged.

"Someone will have heard that," I simpered, smirking at him. And he shot me yet *another* withering look.

TBC

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A/N: I've decided to write shorter chapters, and update more. Savvy? Good. (apologies to Rood-Roosje. I know you wanted longer chapters.) I want to thank everyone for their reviews! 7 freakin reviews for the last chapter! *does happy dance* And here's the well deserved cutlasses! *reviewers cheer and are thankful that the authoress finally got to the point* Here's the shoutouts!

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