Okay I know this one is short, its pretty much a place holder. lol.. The next one is much much longer. So, this will get you started for the "big moment" hehe.. okay go ahead and read.

Chapter 20
"Rum and Good Times"

I sat on the bench on the bow. Looking over the scenery that lay before us. I pondered if I should join Jack and The Pearl. After all, he was right, we would be unstoppable. There was nothing we could accomplish pulling both of our crews and ships together as one. Still, I wondered if I should continue on my own. With one ship it was definitely easier to hide, and I wouldn't have so many responsibilities. I let out a sigh. My auburn hair blew in the wind. I watched the sun set once again. Tomorrow afternoon we were to catch The Gauntlet and my fate would be sealed then. I wasn't sure what I was going to do. I decided I would sleep on it and then think about it again the morning after I had time to clear my head. I bit my lower lip in thought. I crossed my right leg over my left. I thought hard about what I was going to do. What would be in the best interest of the crew and myself?

"What ye doing, luv?" I heard a voice question. I didn't turn to face him.

"Thinking." I said, coming back to reality

"About me?" he asked, his eyebrows perking up. A small chuckle escaped my lips.

"No.. Well in a way aye, oddly enough."

"Oh, so what do ye say we go finish what we started earlier in that there closet?" he grinned, standing beside me.

I looked up at him from the bench. "How about no? I'm not in the mood at the current moment."

"Oh, I'm sure I could get ye in the mood, one way or another." He grinned.

I sighed lightly, letting the breath out slowly. "Ye never give up, do ye?"

"In the words of someone I know, Never!" he grinned. His hands folding in a neat pile in front of his chest. I shook my head slightly, looking back over the bow.

"Ye look like ye could use some rum. What do ye say?" he questioned.

"Aye sounds good to me." I grinned, standing up, I stretched slightly.

"Great!" he grinned, his arms practically floating in mid air as he swayed away. "Rum, luv, solves every problem. Heh Rum, luv. That kind of rhymed."

I laughed. "And how much Rum have ye had this evening, Gullible?"

"Umm.. Only.." I watched him hold up 3 fingers. "1 bottle."

I shook my head in confusion, that wasn't the answer I was searching for. Well, technically it was but I got two separate answers. We entered Jack's cabin, the smell of rum instantly flowing through my nose. I closed the door behind us. I watched Jack sway his way over to the table. I wondered to myself how he could walk like that. I had never seen a man sway around like that. I obediently sat across from him. I grabbed a bottle of rum that sat closet to me on the table. I pulled the cork out with my teeth, spitting it on the floor. I took a long drink, immediately feeling the burning sensation in my throat. I closed my eyes and a grin formed on my face.

"Good shit."

"Aye, always the best." Jack grinned. "So, have ye decided yet?"

"Decided what?"

"If ye are going to join Me." he slurred, barely making out the last couple of words.

"I don't know yet. If I do that makes ye a commodore eh?" I grinned.

He looked at me "aye, I guess it does. I haven't thought of that. What if we were to scrap that and make ye the commodore? Would that persuade ye?"

"It just might." I grinned. "Lets see which sounds better...Commodore Jack Sparrow."

I watched Jack's brown coal rimmed eyes go up in thought.

"Or.. Commodore Ravenica Robins!" I said, my hands coming up for a dramatic affect.

"Hard decision." Jack nodded to himself, his voice getting a mockingly serious tone to it.

"With ye its always hard isn't it?" I asked

His eyebrows rose in confusion, I could tell he was trying to figure out what I had just said. "What ye mean by that?"

I grinned slightly. "Never mind you'll get it in the morning."

I took another long drink from the bottle, downing all of it.

"Ye know what I wish I was doing?" I asked absent mindedly, leaning my chair on the two back legs.

"Laying on top of me?" Jack asked, licking his lips.

I eyed him; I could feel the affects of the whole bottle of rum I had drank. "Besides that." I said without thinking first.

"So ye admit it.. Ye want me." he grinned, a glint showing off of his gold- capped teeth.

My jaw dropped, I finally realized what I had said. I began to laugh. "I did no such thing."

"Did to, I heard ye." He smiled, leaning his elbows on the table. "I'm not deaf, luv."

"No, ye have selective hearing. Only hear what ye want to."

"Aye, so? What's yer point?" he asked

"I don't have one, I don't think. Get back to me, maybe I can come up with one." I smiled.

After a few hours of sitting around talking, we decided it was time to some sleep. I went to my side of the bed and laid down. I closed my eyes and practically passed out.