Bright Caribbean sunlight woke me up the next morning and I groaned as it hit my eyes. I turned to the side of my bed and was surprised to see it was empty. Ana was gone. Bloody woman, I thought. Doesn't wake up her Captain. I bet she's at the helm. I told my self as I raised out of bed and put some clothes on. I reapplied the kohl to my eyes and looked out the window of my cabin. Weird, I thought. The sun's awfully high… I shook my head, thinking that perhaps it was my eyes. No, the sun was still there, up in the sky like it was high noon… NOON! "Bloody 'ell!" I yelled and ran out my cabin. I clambered up on deck, with nothing more than my pants and shirt on, only the top three buttoned. "Anamaria!" I yelled. At the helm she turned around and smiled at me.

"Ah, Captain, ye be awake."

"What do you mean I be awake? No one woke me up!" I hollered as I made my way over to her. "Why did you let me sleep so long?" I demanded.

She rolled her eyes at me and sighed. "Calm down Jack, ye've only been asleep for six hours."

"SIX HOURS!" I gawked. "Wha…wha," I stopped taking a breath and trying to calm my self. I will not lose it; I will not lose it… I repeated over in my head.

She spoke as she turned the wheel a bit. "Jack, you where awake from around ten O'clock to six in the morning, when we went to bed. I woke up about two hours ago, and Gibbs told me to let ye rest some more, cause I had gotten more sleep than you did." She looked at me, and smirked as she spotted the fact I had no shoes on. "Now Captain Sparrow, I recommend ye go put on some more appropriate clothes, and get something to eat. Jake's almost done with lunch."

I glared at her. "Who gave you the right to boss me around Ana?" She turned towards me, slipping a rope on the helm to keep it on course.

"Because, I think I know what's best for my Captain and best friend. Savvy?" She smiled at me and I smirked back.

"I'll get ya for this Anamaria, just you wait!" I said as I backed up towards the stairs that led down under the deck.

She waved her hand at me. "Yea, yea. Go eat!"

I smiled as I walked to the galley. That woman drives me crazy, I thought. But she's one hell of a friend.

A few hours later I stood at the Black Pearl's helm. Stomach full, appropriate clothes on and a bottle of rum in my hand. Ana was near by, lying on the deck, watching the clouds. None of the crew had taken much notice to how much time we had spent together over the last few days. It wasn't an odd thing for the Captain and first mate to have such a close relationship. And after Barbossa, I took who I trusted very seriously.

"We're black sheep and devils and really bad eggs, drink up me harties yo ho!" I sung to my self as I held onto the wheel of the ship. I heard Ana scoff at me and looked over to find her staring at me. Her dark black hair laid around her face and her brown eyes watched me, smirking. "What?" I asked her, and she shook her head.

"Nothin," I shrugged and went back to steering as she stood up from her position and without a word, headed down to the quarter area. I watched her go confused. A few moments later she returned with the scope. She looked into it for a moment, snapped it shut and turned to look at me smirking.

We then spoke as one. "Tortuga." She raised her eyebrows in question and I nodded. She then leaned over the rail and yelled to the crew.

"All hands on deck! Ready to make port!" She then turned to me. "So captain, any plans for tonight?"

I smirked at her, knowing what she was thinking. "We'll see." She nodded then headed down to help the crew.

A.N. : To jackfan2 and J.L. Dexter, thanks for the reviews. Yakkorat, I made some changes like you said. Thanks.