A/N Hi, all!  Been working on this and my other story, Two Pairs of Boots for the Hangman at the same time, and after I finish this one, I'm going to go back and finish The is always Hope… yes, ppl, I am sad to say that this story will be finishing soon… after Anne get's the Revenge back!  *gasp* I didn't say that!  But it doesn't matter anyway… everyone knows that's what's going to happen, right?  Well, here 'tis! 

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            "Jack, this is crazy."  Anne muttered, staring at the horizon where the had been told the Revenge was seen last. 

            "That's because you don't know the whole plan yet." 

            "It'll never work Jack, and I tell you that from years of experience." 

            Jack just grinned.         

            "You'll see, darling." 

            "Fine, Jack.  But I dislike this idea." 

            "You just rest your pretty head and think about what you're going to do after you get the Revenge back." Jack said. 

            "Kill you."  Anne said, turning around and leaning against the railing so she could see Jack more clearly. 

            "Why did you honestly come back, Jack?" 

            "I already told you." 

            She just stared at him for a second, before turning back and looking at the horizon for a second, squinting. 

            "Let me see your spyglass."  She asked Jack, holding out her hand.  He gave it to her. 

            The weather was clear and sunny, but it has been known to change unexpectedly.  However, there was no storms close or anything of that sort.  She peered through the end of the spyglass and scanned the horizon carefully, not seeing anything.  Sighing, she put the spyglass down and was about to turn back to Jack to tell him the plan wouldn't work, when she hesitated and put the spyglass to her eye again. 

            She wasn't surprised when she saw the outline of the ship, but when she put the spyglass down again, her hands were shaking… from excitement.  Could it be that she was so close to getting her ship back?  How did she ever live without it? 

            "Alright, Jack, this brilliant plan of yours… lets hope it works." 

            "It will, lass.  Anamaria!  Run up a white flag!  Call it truce." 

            Anne turned to Jack, eyes narrowed. 

            "Trickery?  You're going to pretend to call truce?" 

            "No lass.  We're calling a truce, to have something to bargain with." 

            "We don't have anything to bargain with!" 

            "Treasure.  And lives." 

            "Are you telling me that you're either going to bribe the captain, or threaten his life?" 

            "You'll see, Red." 

            The Pearl was definitely faster than the Revenge, so they caught up quite easily, and waited for the Revenge to raise a white flag also.  When they did, Anne and Jack stood upon the railing of the Pearl, and Jack yelled "Permission to Board?" 

            The permission was given, and they walked across on a board that was placed between the two ships.  When Anne got across, her mind was so heavily flooded with memories… the first time she ever kissed Calico, right here.  When she met Mary, right over there.  She sighed with a slight tinge of grief… this ship belonged to her, and she would have it, if it's the last thing she ever did. 

            The pirates on the ship were just staring at them, when the captain, who looked Spanish with dark eyes and black hair, came forward and stuck out his hand.  Anne couldn't help but notice that he was incredibly handsome, in the same sort of way that Jack is. 

            "Welcome to the Revenge."  The captain said.  "My name is Captain Antonio Lazarus, Toni, please."  He turned to Jack and raised his eyebrows.  "You are Captian Jack Sparrow." 

            Jack glanced at Anne quickly.  "Glad you've heard of me."  Anne knew what he was thinking… what if the man recognized Anne? 

            Toni turned to her and studied her.  "Red hair… green eyes… somewhat familiar, you are… you are Anne Bonny, aren't you?" 

            Anne turned to Jack. 

            "What now, genius?" She asked him.  He said nothing.  Toni continued. 

            "I know why you are here.  If you want the Revenge back, milady, you are out of luck.  I am in no mood to be tricked or taken over." 

            "The ship is rightfully mine!"  Anne burst out.

            "We are pirates, darling!  When has that ever mattered! The ship is mine and I intend for it to stay that way."  He studied her again, this time with his eyes lingering in all the wrong places.  "You are welcome to stay aboard though, only not as captain." 

            "I intend to get my ship back, Antonio, and you will not stop me." 

            "That is where you are wrong, senorita."  He turned and gestured to a few of his men.  "Throw them in the brig, and load the cannons!  The Pearl will be in pieces when I'm through!"  

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A/N I know… perhaps it is a bit, short, eh?  I'm going through some serious writers block on this stories… open to suggestions.