I'm back. Thank y'all for the very friendly reviews. I have a stupid spelling corrector at work. It mixes up meat and meet. I'll check the chapters for more bloopers like that. As I promised, I'll introduce a new character into the story: Chloe! –grin-A.KA: Pirate Blondie! Erhm.. although it isn't going to be in this chapter yet.. sorry.
So, stop reading this author note, just skip the disclaimer and start reading the story already!

Disclaimer: -Sigh- I've had it.. I'm going to attack Disney, I want them to give me POTC. Until then, I don't own any of these characters,  nor do I own Chloe (She owns herself) or myself (Legally, I'm still my parents property)

Barbossa stands on deck with his telescope, his monkey on his shoulder. I adore the little devil, he's way cute: "Here Jack, here boy" Jack still doesn't seem to think I'm nice anymore: "And why should I come to you? You just made me look like a fool!" –Sigh- What is it with men? "What made you think I was talking to you? They named the monkey Jack" Monkey Jack jumps on my shoulder: "Say Barbossa, I've got a suggestion. We put up one of those white flags.. you now.. the one that means: Hello… we come in peace.. well.. maybe not in peace, but at least a lot less violent. Then we send Jack over there –Thumbs at Jack- to the Interceptor, let him negotiate with them for the medallion and you're on your way again. Oh, and while he's up there anyway, he can also take along some aspirins, 'cause I'm having a terrible headache" Barbossa grins evilly: "You know young missy, you're hanging around with dear Jack too much. That's the same attitude that lost 'im the Pearl in the first place. Put 'em in the brig!"

Down there it's even more disgusting than in Port Royals' jail. Sure they also have rats here, and some unidentified green slimy stuff. But there must be enough water on the floor to create an entire swimming pool! Not to mention that water isn't exactly the cleanest you would be able to find. "It appears there's a leak" –Clang- The doors slammed shut and now I'm trapped here.. with Jack… again. "So… nice weather we're having don't you think?" I ask, while searching for a place to sit without getting dirty or wet. "Blast ye woman! If you would've just let me do the talking, we wouldn't be in this 'ere situation" Hm.. nowhere to sit down.. drat. "Is that so? Then what would you've said eh?" He seems a little bit flustered about this question: "Well.. I.. obviously.. uhm… well, at least not anything near the things you just said to him!" –Chuckle- Right.. "Sure Jack, and pigs can fly"

Jack doesn't seem to care about the dirty slime and the gross water everywhere and just sits down in the water: "Who are you anyways? You've been a big pain in my ass ever since I saw you, and I don't even know your full name yet" –Blink- -Stare- "What? We're here in the smallest, dirtiest … cage I've ever seen, and you want to get more acquainted? And they call me daft…" He grins: "There isn't much more we can do here, so just start talking" Is it just me, or is he truly interested in me? Nah, must be my imagination, he just said it himself, I'm a big pain in the ass.. and proud of it too: "Well, I'm Ilona.. but I'm sure I must've said that earlier…  I'm 18 years old.." "18?" He cocks an eyebrow: "sorry to tell ye lass, but you look much younger than that". "I do not! Everybody tells me I look at least 19! Which I will be in two months –sticks out tongue-"

Suddenly the ships take a big turn and I lose my balance. Falling right into Jack's arms. "18 eh?" He asks, a thinking expression on his face. "You can let go now Jack" I tell him breathless. He smirks and flashes the jewelry store that's inside his mouth: "Not sure I'd like that luv. You might fall again, and then I may not be able to catch you" Hey.. his hands are on a place they shouldn't be "Mr. Sparrow! I've got a few remarks for you: First: You might think that I'm a pain in your ass, but that isn't a valid reason for you to put your hands on my ass" Jacks' grin widens even more: "Such foul words from such a pretty lady" –Rolls eyes-
 "Secondly: I'm only 18 years old, you are old enough to be my father.. or at least my older brother!" Jacks thinks about this, holding me even tighter.

He should go work in the circus as the human corset: "Well, as for that: Who cares? Some of the… ladies… I've been with, are half your age. C'mon lass, don't tell me that you don't like me just a little?" Argh.. bloody arrogant pirate! "I'm not even answering that. Third and last: I'm a not that kind of girl! Now let go of me" Stamping on his toes I try to struggle myself free. Jack's still smirking.. : "You do realize that your weight isn't sufficient enough to cause real damage or pain do you?" I'm just about to reply with a really smart, witty and yet insulting answer when (for the second time this week) somebody blows a hole in the wall.

With a flask.. silly people, those pirates.. (sorry.. I stole that from Asterix and Obelix). In unison we yell: "Stop blowing holes in my (Jack)/this (Me) ship!"
At least Jack let me go. But now I'm soaking wet, and again, really cold. Opening the cell door, Jack is looking into the flask: " Its empty!" As I walk up the stairs I shout at him: "If you were in my time, you'd be a great person for the Alcoholics talking group. Everybody would feel much better about themselves when you'd tell them about your drinking problems!" "I do not have any drinking problems! The drinking is going great.. I can drink a whole bottle of rum in two hours! So no problems there!"    

Chapter 7, I'll go and see if I can quickly create chapter 8 today.. I've got it all in my head. That isn't too hard, since there is a lot of space in there.

Ya know.. Somebody said that Jack isn't falling in love with every women he sees. I have to disagree with her. He doesn't fall in love, that's true, but he is trying to get everything that is capable of wearing a skirt into his bed.. and with that he is not talking about a pyama party. I'm probably asking for flamers now –grin- Oh well.. Next chapter ahoy!