Chapter 7

"Jack." she said, for the first time calling him by his first name and not realizing it.

"What are ye doin' here?" he demanded, his eyes widened. Was he seeing things? Clearly Emma would not have the audacity to disobey him. "I locked ye in me cabin!"

"Ummm... well, you see..." she stammered, but then something inside of her decided to take charge. "I escaped because you treat me like I'm a prisoner!"

This was the first time she ever stood up to him like that. He paused for a moment and then said, "Every time I leave ye alone ye go and do something unbelievably stupid."

Emma was offended, of course he was correct, but still. She still insisted that the first time was not her fault, but this time she admitted her defeat. She looked at him as if expecting him to announce some sort of wacky punishment that he could come up with.

"So I guess I juss can't let ye out o' me sight again." he added.

How is that supposed to work, she wondered, seeing as he had his own duties to attend to and he couldn't spend all of his time babysitting her. Nor would he find that too entertaining. All Emma planned to do for the next week was read, since there were no other options.

Then he rowed them back to the ship, and Emma remembered that there was still a pirate lying in the hall. Damn, she thought, first I knocked the cook unconscious and now Sparrow is going to know that I did the same to another one of his crewmembers!

Sitting in the boat and dreading every moment they got closer to the Black Pearl, she considered if it would be better for her to just jump out of the boat into the water and swim away. Then she realized she was not sure if she knew how to swim or not.

That's what COULD have happened, but here's what REALLY happened:

The man stood there stupefied and looked at the girl who ran into him. "Emma? Why were you running?"

Emma recognized the man several minutes earlier, but did not know what to say. "A drunkard was chasing me. What are you doing here, Will?"

"I came here looking for Jack. I have to talk to him about something and he told me before that this was where he was headed." Will explained, but was still thinking about what she was doing wandering about. "Jack let you walk around Tortuga alone?"

"Er... well... see..." Emma searched for the right words nervously, but she realized there were no right words. Well, she could lie, but where would that get her? "He doesn't exactly know that I'm here."

"Really," Will replied, what was she up to? "where are you supposed to be?"

"On the Pearl." she answered. She felt like she was five years old again and being scolded by her uncle. "Please don't tell Captain Sparrow, he's already mad at me enough."

"And why would that be?"

"Long story. It was great catching up with you, but I've got to get back on the ship before anyone notices I'm gone." she said, darting off towards the shore. What had she been thinking going there in the first place? Was she trying to prove something to the man who recently made a personal appearance in her dreams?

She didn't have to prove herself to him. She didn't care what he thought anyway... right? She shook her head as a 'no'. She had more important matters to deal with right now. She got into the same boat that got her there and started rowing herself back to the ship.

Fortunately, she was able to sneak back below deck without the pirates on watch seeing. As she walked down the hall she noticed that the pirate she had knocked out before was still unconscious. She opened the door to the captain's cabin and then tried to lock it behind her, but then realized she couldn't because she didn't have the key.

Oh well, she could always say he forgot to lock the door. She went and laid down on the big comfy bed and was relieved.

Not long after that, she heard a man groaning in the hall and it got louder as he opened the door only to see her lying on the bed. The man had one hand on his head, she supposed he had a headache from her hitting him, and his other hand was at his side. He looked at her with a confused expression on his face.

"Are you alright?" she asked. "I heard a thud in the hall earlier, I thought it was nothing, but look at that bump on your head."

The poor confused pirate had no idea what was going on. The last thing he remembered was that he was bringing Emma her dinner and then he woke up lying face first in the hallway. Trust me, no one wants to be lying anywhere face first on that ship.

He opened his mouth slightly and looked as if he was about to say something, but then he closed it again and she could tell that he was thinking. Then he just walked out of the room, rubbing his head, and she was able to hear him locking the door before proceeding down the hall.

That was awkward, she thought. She felt incredibly stupid for what she had done, but a part of her was happy that she did it. If she hadn't, then she would still have been restless and since they are staying there a week she would have escaped the ship eventually. At least she got it over with and fed her curiosity early.

That was enough adventure for the time being, she thought as she sighed and turned onto her left side. Nevado jumped up onto the end of the bed and curled into a ball. Emma was so tired that she didn't even think about how hungry she was... and so she passed out.

Meanwhile, back at the Faithful Bride, Will Turner had just walked in. He was still thinking about he run in with Emma (quite literally it was a run in), that he didn't notice Jack and his crew were sitting at a large table to his right until a drunk Jack stumbled over and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Will, is that ye?" Jack slurred and leaned in for a closer look.

"Jack, there you are." Will said, getting snapped back into reality. "I have urgent matters to discuss with you."

"Hav urg tatter t' scuss ith ou, what?" Jack asked, confused and not understanding Will. Then he smiled. "Sit down 'n have a drink!"

Will looked at him and frowned. He had been hoping that he would get to Jack before he had gotten drunk off his arse, but he was not that fortunate. He decided that he might as well take Jack back to his ship, before he got his drunken self into any trouble, and help him to his cabin. Then he could wait until tomorrow to talk to him. Of course then he'd have a hangover, but at least he would be able to understand what he had to say.

"Come on Jack," Will said, coaxing Jack to come with him. "let's get you back to your ship."

The two exited the popular tavern, Will making sure that Jack wouldn't fall and hurt himself. They made it most of the way fine, with Will watching Jack sing a very enthusiastic "Yo Ho Ho, A Pirate's Life For Me" the whole way there.

Will got Jack into the boat, and then he rowed them over to the familiar ship. Memories of the previous year flashed in his mind and he smiled. They both on onto the ship and two pirates turned their heads to see their captain and some man.

"Who are ye?" one of them asked, eyeing Will suspiciously. "An old friend of Jack's. I wanted to make sure Jack made it here safely and I was hoping I could stay onboard tonight so that I could talk to him in the morning." Will answered honestly.

"Well, I can show ye to one of the cabin's. It's small, but it's something." the other pirate said, walking the two down below deck.

Will watched as Jack unlocked his door and entered his cabin. Satisfied, Will entered his own temporary cabin, and realized that when the man told him it was small he really meant it. There was barely enough room for anything but the bed and a lantern, which was placed on the floor near it. He laid down and closed his eyes. He thought back to earlier that day...

FLASHBACK

"Will!" Elizabeth shouted as she entered the blacksmith shop, looking around and expecting him to be working on something. She made her way over to the stairs.

Will had been in the kitchen when he heard his wife's voice. She must be back from her father's, he thought. He went into the living room and he saw her walking up the stairs.

"How was the governor?" Will asked to see how her visit had gone.

"Sit down," she said gesturing to a chair as she sat down in one next to it. "I have to talk to you about something."

"Yes?" Will asked, obeying his wife and sitting down. "Well, when I got to the mansion my father seemed distressed about something. I found out that he was having a woman stay with him for several months, the niece of one of his old friends. Her name was Amelia Bridges." Elizabeth began.

Will nodded, wondering what this had to do with them.

"She got here early, several days ago actually. The day after she got here, father had to go take care of some business and that was the last he saw of her. The maids said that she went for a walk and never came back. They thought she had been kidnapped."

"What does this have to do with us?" Will finally asked.

"That was the same day you brought home Emma."

"But, she was dressed as a peasant and I found her far from the Governor's estate." Will replied, thinking the situation over.

"I asked father for her description, Will. Emma fits the description for Amelia perfectly. It must be her." Elizabeth told him.

"That still does not explain the way she was dressed. What was a rich girl doing walking around dressed as a peasant?"

"That does not matter. Right now we have got to get you on a ship to Tortuga to tell Jack. He should be getting there by noon today, so if you leave now you'll make it there sometime around eight or nine."

END FLASHBACK

Will slowly began to fall asleep and before he knew it he was dreaming of bunnies and butterflies, daisies and daffodils.

Jack had stumbled into his dark cabin, placing his hat on the table that he accidentally walked into and then taking off his coat. Then he slipped off his shirt and threw it on the floor. He struggled with his sash and boots, but he eventually got them off as well before sliding into bed. He still has his pants on, but hey, he was too drunk to care.

He laid there humming his favorite song until he turned onto his side and fell asleep.

The next morning Emma woke up, quite content with herself, and light was pouring into the room from the large window near the bed. She decided to lay there for a little bit, until she felt like getting up. Then she heard something behind her that sounded like a giraffe dying.

She tried to turn around and see what it was, but there was something holding her down. She looked down and saw that an arm was around her. A heavy arm at that, because she tried to move it and couldn't.

She demanded to know who it was and what they were doing in her bed with her. Then she remembered she had fallen asleep in the captain's cabin, but she figured Jack was going to stay somewhere in Tortuga. So who was behind her?

Once again, she did the only thing she could think of, scream.

Nevado, who was at the end of the bed, woke up and looked around to see what was wrong with his owner. He jumped off the bed and sat on the floor, looking up at Emma.

The person next to her stopped snoring and grumbled. Then she supposed her scream woke them up, because she heard a voice (all too close to her ear by the way) say, "What in the bloody hell?"

It was Jack, Jack was behind her, with his arm around her no doubt. Slowly she was freaking out inside, what the hell had happened last night? And why were they sleeping together with his arm around her?

Jack must have realized she was there because then she heard, "Oh, hello luv. I know I'm incredibly sexy and women cannot resist my charm, but sneaking into my bed in the middle of the night?" He removed his arm from around her and laid on his back, looking at her with a grin on his face.

Emma was furious. Who did he think he was? "You are accusing me of sneaking in here? I fell asleep here first, for your information! You were the one who did all the sneaking!" she screamed at him as she untangled herself from the dark blue sheets and got out of bed.

Jack laughed, it amused him to see her angry, mostly because he wasn't used to it and it was a big change from her being quiet.

Then he felt his head pounding. He had a terrible headache. How much had he to drink last night? It must have been a lot because he couldn't seem to remember anything past him sitting in the bar with his crew.

"Captain Sparrow!?!" Emma screeched.

He seemed to have been distracted by something. He had completely forgotten that Emma was still standing there. He shook his head and then looked at her. Her dark brown hair was down and tousled from sleeping on it. Her anger had made her face look flushed and her sea-green eyes were wide open.

All in all he thought she looked attractive like that and if he wasn't having one of the worst hangovers of the year, then he would have been enjoying her like this a lot more.

"Yes?" he asked.

"Put some clothes on!" she said, noticing that he was half naked and thanking god that he at least still had his pants on.

This was the first time any woman had ever told Captain Jack Sparrow to put his clothes on. He was used to them all wanting his clothes off. Anyway, it was not like he was naked, what was she freaking out about?

He lurched out of bed and one by one collected the articles of clothing, which were placed all over the floor and began to dress. He started with his white shirt, then wrapped his red and white striped sash around his waist carefully, as if it needed to be done a certain way. Lastly, he slipped on his brown boots and picked up his hat, placing it delicately on his head.

"There," he said, modeling for her. "how's that?"

"Better." she said turning around and seeing him full clothed. "But you still haven't apologized for last night or for accusing me of sneaking in here."

Was his hearing right? Emma was demanding an apology from him? Had she suddenly turned into an 'Elizabeth' over night? What was this world coming too?

"It was all in good humor, luv." he told her, referring to his accusation of her that he meant as a joke. "And about last night, well, in my defense I was drunk."

"So?" she asked. That was not quite the apology she was expecting.

"This is me cabin, isn't it?" Jack asked her rhetorically.

He had a point, but she wasn't going to let him off that easily. "Just don't let it happen again." she told him before walking out of the room with Nevado following.

Jack followed after her to see where she was going. He saw her go up on deck and he was about to go up the stairs after her when someone stepped out of one of the cabins behind him and he heard a familiar voice say, "Ahoy, Jack!"

He turned around and smiled at seeing his friend again, hiding his surprise at the man's appearance on his ship.

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A/N: Yet another chapter, I wonder how many more it's going to take. I was thinking about 5 or so. Anyway, review ahead!

Savi- Yeah. I didn't clarify that, now that I think of it, but Nevado stayed behind in Jack's cabin.

TriGemini- She's just having... erm... a little bit of bad luck, lol.

Phoebe- Yeah, I was trying to think of something off the top of my head, so I was like 'chickens!'

captainme- Well, your question is already answered, but thanks for reviewing!