AN: To my reviewers:

J.L. Dexter; Thanks for the review. I read your Jack/Ana work and it was amazing.

Scarlett Red Rose: Thanks for helping me with the spelling, It should be fixed. If you see any thing else, tell me again. Now, onto the story…

The next morning Gibbs came up on deck and found us. Ana was turned around, her face on my chest, asleep, and standing up of all things.

"Cap'n," Gibbs said. I turned my head.

"Morning mate,"

"I'll take over Cap'n, ye should be getting some rest. Her two." He pointed to Ana.

I looked down at her as her eyelashes fluttered from the breeze. "Aye, keep on course. Wake me if anything comes up or when we reach port." Gibbs put a hand on the wheel and I bent my knees picking Ana up in my arms.

"Aye Cap'n, sleep well."

I hurried down the steps to my cabin as quick as I could, with out waking up the women in my arms. I knew that if the crew saw me carrying her, she would never forgive me. "You just should have woken me up Jack." She would say. I smiled as I entered the cabin and laid her on my bed. The truth was I hadn't the heart to wake her last night on deck when she fell asleep. Now in my cabin, I realized I faced a problem.

Because Ana and I had been on deck all night, we both where wet. She needed to get into some dry clothes, and I wasn't about to un-dress my first mate. I grabbed an extra shirt out of my drawers and cringing, shook her shoulder.

"Ana, wake up." I whispered.

"Hmm…what Jack?" She asked as she started to wake up.

"Ye need to get out of these wet clothes." She opened an eye.

"Is this a trick?" She asked as she yawned and sat up.

"Oh yes, I want to get you naked in my bed." I said sarcastically.

"Wouldn't be the first time," She muttered.

I rolled my eyes. "You're gonna get sick if you stay in those clothes, put this on, then we can go to sleep."

"We?" She asked as she stood up and motioned for me to turn around.

"Aye, we are in my cabin." I said as I stood patiently.

Finally she said she was done. As I turned around I stopped short, my mouth hanging open. I had given her a shirt big enough that she could take her wet pants off. Her hair, dry by now, framed her dark brown face. God she's beautiful…I thought.

"Jack?" She asked. When I didn't respond, she used my title. "Cap'n!" She yelled.

"Oh, sorry, what?" I asked as I snapped out of my daze.

"Ye best put some dry clothes on too." I numbly nodded as she sat on the edge of the bed watching as I fetched some dry pants.

I looked up. "Hey, I didn't watch you, what makes you think ye can watch me?" I teased. She rolled her eyes and turned around as I slipped my shirt off and changed into some dry pants. Once I was done, I walked over and locked the door and then made my way back to the bed, where she still sat on the edge. "Move over," I grunted and she scooted to the far end of the bed.

"Gibbs will get a surprise if he walks in on this." She said as she laid down.

I chuckled. "Poor man would have a heart attack. Luckily, I locked the door." I laid down and she put her head on top of my un-covered shoulder.

"Jack," She mumbled.

"Hmm?"

"Thank you."

"For what?" I asked.

"For letting me steer last night." She said and then was silent. I looked over at her and smiled.

"You're welcome luv." I told her and I too fell asleep.