This chapter is dedicated to Shauna.. my lil fan club! lol.. shes like my groupie? yea i guess so. so I couldn't just leave the cliffy..so i decided to post these two chapters together.. hehe.. go on and read right.............now! lata, met

Chapter 18
"The Plan"

I continued to sit on the bench as the sun set, the cell becoming dark. A few torches lit the area, but not nearly as well as I would have hoped. Tomorrow morning I had an appointment with the gallows. My fate had been sealed tight. I gave a frustrated sigh, out of sheer boredom. Jack wasn't as much company as I hoped. He sat quietly in the corner by the cell door. His knees resting in front of him, his left arm draped over his left knee.

"Are ye bored, luv?" he asked, not looking up at me

"Yea, ye could say that." I said, standing. I began to pace back and forth.

"There is a way around all the boredom ye keep in ya." He said with a smirk.

"And what would that be?" I asked, continuing to pace back and forth.

"Well!" he said, practically jumping to his feet. "As I see it, yer a woman I'm a man, what could there be to do?" he asked, giving me a suggestive smile.

I rolled my eyes. "We're not doing THAT.. In HERE! Yer ass better come up wit a better idea."

His face fell as he began to think of a new plan. "Sorry luv, all my ass can come up with at the moment."

I sighed, "There's gotta be something... besides THAT to do." I said, putting as much emphasis as possible on "That"

"Not really, luv."

"Are ye ever going to stop calling me luv?" I asked, looking at him.

"No." he said simply, returning to his seat. I sighed, rolling my eyes I returned to the bench. I laid on it, crossing my arms over my chest. I hadn't really slept since I had been thrown into the cell. I was awfully tired and hungry. I was also very curious about this "plan" and how it would work.

"What exactly is this plan?" I questioned, staring at the ceiling.

"Ye will see in time." he grinned

"I don't like the element of surprise when my life is hanging in the balance."

"I know, but have I ever given ye a reason not to trust me?" he questioned, looking over to me I looked at him.

"Well, no.." I trailed off. "Still I would like to know what this plan is."

"Ye will find out at the.. Opportune moment, savvy?"

"I hate when ye say that." I said, with a discouraged sigh I sat and began to pick at the hay that laid on the floor. After I had enough of that I began to snap my fingers.

"Do ye have to do that?" Jack questioned

"Aye, is there anything better to do? After all ye won't tell me the plan."

"That's because, ye don't need to know the plan. Just yet."

I rolled my eyes.

"Don't roll yer eyes at me."

"I can if I want to."

"Ye haven't changed a bit, have ye?"

"Not at all. Why would I change?" I asked

"I don't know. So tell me, met any men lately, that I should know about?" I eyed him, how was that any of his business?

"No, and what would ye care anyway?"

"No reason, just curious is all. Also trying to make conversation, I know how much ye like to talk." He chuckled. "Ye got the commodore up there thinking your crazy, I over heard him talking to one of his men, telling him how ye were singing to yerself."

"Like there's anything else to do when yer locked in here by yerself. Tell me, if ye were here all alone, what would ye be doing?"

"I'm not sure, I'm not here alone."

"What did ye do last time?"

"Sat around, thought about rum, looked out the window."

"Ye and yer rum, its gonna get ye in trouble one day. If it hasn't already of course."

A silence ran between us as I sat on the bench by myself. Still wondering what this great escape plan was and why I wasn't in on it. My mind then trailed off to how good Jack happened to look in the light of the few torches that had been lit. My eyes trailed over Jack's features. I licked my lips slightly, they had suddenly become dry. Jack looked up at me. I quickly looked away an embarrassed look had run over my face. I hadn't noticed he was looking at me while I was staring at him. Blatantly staring at him at that. I stood, and walked over to him, wondering if he was still gullible enough to play a little game.

"Please, tell me." I said, standing next to him, looking over his body.

He shook his head no.

"Please?" I asked again, giving him the puppy dog eyes, running my fingertips over his bare arms.

He stood and eyed me. "Don't ye ever give up?"

"Never."

He stood in front of me; I looked into his deep brown eyes. I watched his hand come up; he ran his fingertips over my right arm. Sending chills up and down my spine. He slowly put his arm around my waist, pulling me to him. The smell of rum on his breath. He leaned down slowly, placing a soft kiss on my lips. He deepened the kiss, running his right hand down my back.

"Oh I am so sorry!" I heard a woman say, I instantly knew it was Elizabeth.

I quickly broke the grip Jack had on me, turning to the door of the cell. I looked over Elizabeth and a man I didn't recognize.

"Ravenica, this is Will Turner." Jack introduced.

"Hi." I smiled.

"It's time to get you two out of here and on your way." Will said. Somehow he had gotten the keys from the dog. I watched him unlock and open the door.

I turned back to Jack. "That was yer great plan that you couldn't tell me?"

He nodded with a smirk. I shook my head, smacking my forehead with my right hand. "And I'm the one who's crazy? Unbelievable!"

Jack gave me a small grin and pushed me out of the cell. "Get going! We don't have all night to argue about this."

"Sure we do, But I'll be sure to hold the argument till later." I sneered, following Will and Elizabeth up the long staircase. Jack reached up and pinched my ass. I jumped slightly, stopping dead in my tracks. "what the bloody 'ell was that for?"

"I couldn't help myself.." he grinned

I rolled my eyes and continued walking up the long staircase.