Title: Becareful When You Make a Wish
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Jane Miller has no friends, she believes her life sucks having to live with her drunk father. But one night when she wishes upon a shooting star, and wakes up in POTC she just might see her life in a different light.
Disclaimer: I do not own anybody or anything Jane Miller and other minor characters.
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""Chapter 8""
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Jack stormed out of the room, clutching on to his rum tightly. He couldn't believe that women in hi room had tried to throw away his rum.
"Bloody nut..."
"What is going on?" AnaMaria spoke up from behind him. Jack spun around in surprise.
'Huh?"
AnaMaria sighed as she leaned against the wall. "I asked you what is going on?"
"Oh" Jack paused for a moment before he began to rant. "That bloody lass, she's crazy I swear! She just came up to me, took me rum..."
"She took your rum?"
Jack nodded.
"Then what's that your holding Jack?" AnaMaria asked.
Jack looked down at his hand, which was still clutching his bottle of rum. "My rum."
"I thought you said she took it."
Jack rolled his eyes. "If you would have let me finished, I would have told you that I got it back before she could smash it against the wall."
AnaMaria raised her eyebrows. "She tried to smash it?"
Jack nodded again.
"I'll have to shake her hand." AnaMaria murmured.
"I heard that"
AnaMaria smiled. "Hear what Cap'n? I didn't hear anything.."
"Course ye did, ye said it!" Jack said.
AndMaria paused for a moment, pretending to think hard. She smiled pagan. "Did not."
"Did too."
"Did not."
AnaMaria turned as she began to walk towards the stairs, Jack followed close behind.
"Did too."
"Did not." AnaMaria yelled over her shoulder.
"Did too did too"
"Did not!"
Jack stayed up on deck all day and most of the night. He didn't go back into his cabin for anything. He honestly would have been very happy if he could avoid Jane forever, but he knew it was impossible, he needed his sleep. Besides why should he avoid her? This was his ship, he was the captain and everyone did as he said.
"Yeah, but she wont do anything you tell her." A voice piped up in his head. Jack scowled. Yeah he knew that. That was one reason why she annoyed him so much. But then he thought she was actually quite pretty. "I wonder if she's seeing anyon...." Jack shook his head. What the heck was he thinking? This was the same girl who tried to throw his rum against a wall. She was just crazy, not pretty. Well she was pretty crazy but that was different. "Crazy girl cry girl crazy girl" Jack repeated over and oven under his breath as he began to walk to his cabin. "Just a crazy unrespectful girl..that's it. That's...oof!"
Jack suddenly collided with someone, and they fell to the ground. Jack looked down on the person he was practically laying on, and saw it was Jane. Jane glared at him.
"Do you mind?"
"Mind what?" Jack asked.
Jane glared at him and tried to push him off. Just to be a pain Jack made it difficult for her to do so by leaning against her arms when she pushed. "Get off me!!"
Jack grinned. "Why? I'm quite comfortable this way."
Jane growled. "I swear if you don't get off you'll regret it."
"What are you going to do? You can't even push me off!" Jack said with a chuckle.
Jane just glared at him. She knew he was right, and she had no idea how to get him off. She was quite aware of how close they were and it made her uncomfortable. She sighed. "Will you please get off me?" She asked, trying to be as polite as she could without killing herself
Jack paused. "No."
Jane threw her head back on the floor. Then she did it again, and again and again. Jack stared at her with a confused expression, not quite getting that she was doing this out of frustration. Jane stopped for a moment, then without another thought she threw her head towards Jack, her forehead squarely connecting with his face. Jack yelled as he rolled off her. Jane groaned as she tried to stand up, holding her forehead. She mustn't have don't it right, because it wasn't suppose to hurt this much. Well so she thought, this was actually the first time she had done a head butt.
Jack stood up, wobbling. "You crazy girl...oooh my head."
Jane rolled her eyes slightly as she began to walk slowly past him towards his cabin. "Oh shuddup. Its your fault you know. If you would have just got off me when I asked you too it wouldn't be this big of a deal. But noooooo. You had to be a butthead about it."
Jack didn't say anything as they walked in his cabin and he closed the door. He turned around to face Jane who was still rubbing her forehead vigorously. "Lass..are you going to tell me?"
"Tell you what?" Jane asked distantly.
"What happened to you face"?
Jane stopped rubbing and dropped her hand. She turned to fully face Jack. "No."
Jack sighed. "Why not?"
"Because it isn't any of your business." Jane replied coldly.
Jack walked towards her slowly. "So what? I want you to tell me how you hurt your face."
Jane took a step back each time Jack took a step forward. "Fine! If you HAVE to know...I slipped on my out of my house and fell on a rock, you happy?"
Jack shook his head. "No."
Jane sighed. "And why ever not? I told you what happened."
"You lied." It wasn't a question.
Jane frowned. Suddenly she found herself flat against a wall. She was going to try and move to the side but Jack grabbed her arms and pinned her. Jane scowled when she realized this wasn't the first time he had her pined. It was beginning to get on her nerves.
"Jack let me go."
"Nope, I think we'll stay like this. Unless of course you tell me what happened...."
Jane closed her eyes. She didn't quite know why she didn't want to tell him, It wasn't as if he knew her father. With another sigh she opened her eyes and looked into Jacks chocolate brown ones. "Alright fine."
Jack raised his eyebrows, waiting.
"Fine. My father hit me ok? I dropped some dishes, he walked in at that moment barefoot and cut his feet, he got mad and hit me." Jane adverted her eyes and studied the floor. "Will you let go of me now?"
Jack's mouth dropped open as he let go of her arms and followed her with his eyes as she began to rummage around his room. Her father had ht her? What kind of father was that!? Sure Jack was a pirate, but even pirates, well most of them anyways, didn't beat up on their children if they had any. "Is that why you learnt self defense?"
Jane jerked her head up from a paper she was looking at. She just nodded, not saying anything. Jack stared at Jane some more, still shocked from what she had told him. He had thought many things had happened to her, maybe a fight, or ...well anything...except what she told him.
"Your father.."
Jane crossed her arms. "Drop it. Now."
Jack sighed as he decided to listen to her. Jane looked towards the bed.
"I would like to sleep."
Jack shrugged. "Fine with me, I'm going to bed too."
"No" Jane said quickly. "That's not what I meant, what I meant was who gets the bed?"
"Me" Jack said without hesitation.
"Why you?"
Jack shrugged. "Because its my bed."
Jane narrowed her eyes. "And where pray tell am I going to sleep?"
"With me."
Jane burst out laughing, but stopped right away as she realized that Jack wasn't laughing.. "You're serious?"
"Why wouldn't I be?"
"No" Jane shook her head, "No no no. I am not sleeping with ...with YOU!"
Jack looked down as if to check and make sure he was still alive, "Why not?"
"Be..because." Jane stuttered.
"You weren't complaining last night." Jack said with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"Bah, that's because I was asleep you dolt!"
Jack waved his hand. ":I'm tired. I'm going to bed. If you want to join m, fine. if not, well just shut up." He said as he climbed into his bed.
Jane stared at him opened mouthed, but reluctantly walked slowly towards the bed. "If you try anything, I'll kill you."
"I dont doubt that." Jack saiud under his breath.
"What did you say?"
"Nothing nothing, just get your butt in bed if you're going to get in at all."
Jane huffed as she slipped under the covers and turned her back towards Jack. She didn't like this idea, but at the moment she didn't really have a choice, she would do something about this in the morning. Right now she was too tired. Without another thought, Jane fell asleep right away.
