Disclaimer: Still don't own POTC; still wishing I did. I still own my plot and character I made up though!

A/N—Okay, so how did everyone like the first chapter? If you didn't....good for you! =D any who....this chapter probably won't be as long, but it could be, depending on what happens, which will be introductions and whatnot. Now you get to know her name!! Oh, please forgive my grammatical errors. I read my chapters over, but I always end up missing things and the computer never alerts me of them. Stupid thing...anyways, please REVIEW!!

Chapter 2—Introductions

The man winced. "Stop yer screaming lass! Ye were th' one ter wind up 'ere, I didn't bring ye 'ere. Although it would have been nice if ye 'ad comes with me willingly....." The man trailed off thoughtfully, scratching his braided beard.

The woman scowled at him. "I demand to know where I am, and who the hell you are!! And why the heck do I not have any clothes?" Her eyes were wide and staring, and anyone could tell she was surprised and frightened.

"I'd be asking' ye th' same questions, lass. But first, I want to know yer name; then I'll give ye mine. Do we 'ave an accord?" He stuck out a tanned hand to the woman, who grudgingly shook it, careful not to let the blanket slip off her shoulders.

"I'm Marie. Marie Thornberry, if you must know." The blonde haired woman stared at the man expectantly.

"I'm Jack. Captain Jack Sparrow." He flourished a mocking bow, and then grinned up at Marie. "As fer where ye are, ye are on the Black Pearl, in the Caribbean. I 'ave no idea as ter how ye did wind up 'ere in me cabin, but yer 'ere and that's all that matters. Perhaps it 'as something to do with yer fancy necklace." He gestured to her golden necklace, and leaned against the doorframe.

"Captain Jack.....Sparrow?" She said, puzzled. "Strange name." She murmured to herself. "But you still haven't told me why I haven't any clothes!" as she spoke she studied the man before her.

He shook his head. "I 'aven't th' slightest idea as ter why ye 'ave no clothes. But I dare say, ye look fine without 'em."

Marie coloured, and began to rise to slap this impudent man when she realized she only held a blanket. She pointed a finger at him instead, snarling "Get out! And tell me where I can find some half decent clothes!" Her finger shook, and the colour in her cheeks was more rage than embarrassment. "Out!"

Jack merely grinned and swaggered out, calling orders to people as he did so. Once gone Marie sighed, slumping down where she sat. How had she gotten here, on a ship when she had fallen asleep on her bed? The complexity of this puzzle tired her brain, so she gave up trying to figure out an answer.

The door opened again, and Marie opened her mouth to tell this Jack to leave again when she saw it wasn't Jack, but Anna-Marie. The woman carried a bundle of something in her arms, and she dumped there onto Marie's lap.

"Clothes. Take 'em and put 'em on, then come above decks. Th' captain has something for ye t' do." The dark haired woman turned and left as quickly as she had come.

Turning the garments over in her hands, Marie decided it was no use to sit in the cabin all day. Pulling the clothes over her head, she picked up a scarlet bandana, one that matched the colour of her clothes. She tied her hair back with it, and then fixed her necklace so that it hung properly. Looking around the cabin once more she noticed that everything was bolted to the wood flooring. She supposed it was to keep everything from rolling all over the place when the ship bucked on the waves. With a shake of her head, she was still pondering over how she had gotten here, although it seemed better then being with her father, she left the cabin and went above decks, letting the door bang behind her.

A gust of wind buffeted her as soon as she stepped onto the deck. "Ack!" She said, grabbing onto the rail beside her. Inquiring green eyes traveled around the deck, studying the activity that went on before her. Men pulled at ropes, adjusted the sails, and a lone woman had joined in the work. All this was being overseen by the man who had spoken to her before; Captain Sparrow. She scrunched up her nose as the smell of sweat reached her, mixed with the briny scent of the sea. Waves crashed against the sides of the huge ship, white sea spray spraying over the sides of the Pearl.

"Ah love, there ye are. I've been waiting for ye." Jack had come up beside her unnoticed, and she jumped a foot in the air.

"Don't do that!" Marie exclaimed, looking over at him reproachfully. "If you want to get my attention just...I don't know, tap me on the shoulder or something! Don't scare me out of a night's sleep!"

Jack shrugged apologetically and grinned over at her, gold teeth glinting in the light. "I want ye to climb up t' th' Crow's Nest, and when there sight fer ships-the British Navy, other pirates, merchants. Yell ter us if ye see any."

Marie gulped; she was afraid of large heights like that of the Crow's Nest. "I can't." She whispered fearfully. "I-I can't do it." She stammered. Her eyes darted towards Jack, looking to get his reaction.

"O' course ye can do it love! Just climb on up th' ladder and sit up in them Crow's Nest and look fer ships. Nothin' fancy."

"I know, but that wasn't what I meant!" She turned on him, eyes blazing. "It's just that....I'm afraid of heights as large as that." She gulped visibly again. "I can't do it."

"And why are ye afraid of heights lass?" Jack was clearly amused, and it angered her to see that.

"Why do you want to know so badly?" He only looked at her and she gave in, shoulders slumping. "Fine.....My best friend Mat, well he.....he fell from a tree about as high as your Nest up there. Died as soon as he hit the ground." A lone tear streamed down her cheek, and to her surprise Jack reached over and wiped it away. "He was cutting the branches because they got in the way of the phone lines and....a huge gust of wind came and shook the tree. Somehow his harness got unhooked and he fell; details still aren't known as to why it did malfunction." More tears streamed from her eyes now, and she rubbed at them angrily. "But...I'll do it, I guess. Always best to confront a fear rather then let it get the best of you." Determination shone in her eyes now, replacing the sadness that still lurked behind their green depths.

"There's a good lass." Jack told her. "Now go on and spot fer ships. We 'ave ter fix th' rigging and sails fer th' storm that seems ter be approaching." Jack patted her cheek, the one that he father had struck the night before, and she flinched. Already a large purplish bruise was forming on one side of her face. The woman turned her head away angrily and stalked towards the Crow's Nest.

Jack watched her for a while, then turned and shouted something else. "What's our destination, Captain?" Anna-Marie asked, also watching Marie, who was staring out into the distance as she stood in the Crow's Nest.

Jack grinned over at Anna-Marie and swung the wheel around. A yelp could be heard from Marie; she was ignored. "Tortuga."

A/N—Ok, so there you have it; my second chapter. I honestly hope you liked this one, and if I have someone out of character tell me. I have to re- watch this movie again to refresh my memory, but I'm doing my best right now. Review please.