A/n: Blah, again with the disclaimer, ah, I don't own PotC, only the DVD which I have to share with my annoying little bro. Disney owns it, oh poo. I can dream though.
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The next night, you were disappointed to see that Jack did not come in again. He must have known you would be working again tonight. You had told him your real name, which was a lot more than men who came in here got. You decide to take some time off and storm outside, yelling to Joe something about "cooling off" and ignore the men's sneers and rude comments. He shakes his head as you disappear.
"Women" he whispers under his breath and continues to work.
You walk sturdily down the Tortuga roads and your brown hair flips in the wind. Damn pirates. Stupid captain and his stupid hair and stupid gold teeth and piercing stare…… You sigh and continue down a dark alleyway you had just entered.
"Hey, sugar, feel like coming to me room?" a disgusting man calls to you from a ledge facing the docks.
"Hell no!" you call back and race further away from the man. The man begins to chase after you and lunges at your hand made skirt. You manage to avoid the grasp and notice more men chasing you. Your fight-or-flight reflex kicks into overdrive and you take longer strides. The adrenaline races through your body but your feet can't seem to run fast enough. A hand grabs the end off your dress and trips you up. You scream as the rest of the men pull you away.
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"Aye! What ye be doin' with that lass?!" you hear someone yell as the men roughly drag you. Kicking and screaming all the way. You look for where the voice came from and see a little movement in a corner. The mystery man steps out of the darkness and you recognize the well-toned chest and well worn clothes.
"Jack!!!" you scream helplessly.
One of the men covers your mouth. Jack runs up to you and punches a man dragging you. The man falls to the ground and you bite another man's hand. The yelps and lets go. You kick the last man hard with your heel and fall to the ground on your ankle. Jack helps you up and you wince as your ankle twists in such a way it shouldn't. He examines your ankle. You wince and he frowns slightly.
"Ye better be comin' to me ship, luv. Ye look badly hurt" he says sympathetically. You whine a bit as he picks you up, saying you'll be perfectly fine, and still feeling a bit angry over the bar incident but when he smiles you give up. You wrap your arms happily around his neck and lay your head onto his shoulder. He smiles and you soak in his scent. He smells of rum and the salty ocean. And power. You sigh.
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Jack stops in front of a large, dark ship.
"Is this your ship?" you wonder out loud. He smiles. He's been doing that a lot lately. In fact, every time he thought of you.
"Me ship, the Black Pearl," he says proudly and you feel his chest puff out a bit. You smile over his love for a boat. But this isn't just any boat. It's the Black Pearl.
He brings you on board and you're greeted by a plump man with long sideburns and dressed rather sloppily. Jack introduces you.
"Hello," he nods to you "And Welcome, to the Black Pearl."
He waves his arm to indicate the whole ship. The sails are black and filled with holes. The crew is doing well, crew work, and the mast is raised. You look around and realize Jack is waiting to hear your reaction.
"Impressive" you say subtly and look into those eyes. They smile and you melt.
"Glad ye think so" he responds and carries you across the dock. Along the way, you lock eyes with a slim womanly figure with dark skin and dark eyes. They stare at you hauntingly. Almost like they're dead, you think to yourself and realize you've entered Jack's cabin.
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A/n: I just had to end it here. What do you think? What's going on with Anna-Maria? Maybe something to do with Barbossa? Don't worry, he's definitely dead. Read on!