Tara looked up and smiled. "It's the Green Keychain! Ben!"

"Ben Rogers?" Jack asked, a slight undertone of jealousy in his voice.

Tara laughed. She whispered into his ear, "Don't worry. He's gay."

"Oh. Right." Jack pulled her into a passionate, deep kiss. "No worries then."

The crews cheered. Tara laughed, and watched the ships as they neared. Ben Rogers was standing at the front of the Keychain, waving. His crew were milling about deck, which surprised Tara, as she hadn't seen a single crew member during her stay there, though of course she had realised that he hadn't sailed alone. There was no waving Captain at the front of the Pearl, but there was a crew, slightly smaller than before, walking around. Soon, both ships landed on the beach, and Ben jumped down.

"Ben!" Tara shouted, standing up and running to him, throwing her arms around his neck, and kissing his cheek.

"Hello, Tara," he said, hugging her tightly. "Can't leave you alone fer five minutes, eh?"

"Ahoy, matey!" Jack grinned, wringing Ben's hand after Tara drew away from him. "Cap'n Jack Sparrow, at yer service!"

"Captain Ben Rogers," Ben smiled, shaking his hand.

"How'd you know to find us here?" Tara asked.

"Well, we came across the Pearl floatin' in the Spanish Main. I sent me crew to save as many as possible. But we couldn't find ye or the cap'n," Ben said. "So we decided you must've been taken. Yer crew confirmed it, said by Erikson. We guessed yer'd probably been marooned by now. So, I set me best sailor to captain the Pearl, and follow us ter save yer."

"Who's yer best sailor?" Jack asked eagerly, slipping an arm around Tara's waist.

There was a soft thump as a figure leapt from the Pearl, a tall, thin, dark woman dressed in tight black trousers, a baggy white shirt, boots, a belt of weapons and a black ribbon holding back her long, thick dark hair.

"Me," she said, anger radiating from her face.

"Anamaria," Tara said.

Ben looked edgily between the furious female pirate and the slightly pale Tara and Jack.

"What's wrong?" Ben asked.

"You stole him from me!" Anamaria shouted at Tara.

Tara pushed away from Jack and strode over to Ana. "Technically-"

Ana plunged her fist into Tara's face. Tara screamed as her nose cracked and scarlet blood began to pour out. She clutched her nose with one hand, and slapped Ana hard with the other.

"Oi, oi, oi!" Ben called, as he and Jack ran over.

Ana lunged at Tara. Ben grabbed Tara around the waist and held her tightly as she thrashed, wanting to attack Ana. Ana, meanwhile, was being held back by Jack, who had grabbed both of her arms and was dragging her insistantly towards the Pearl.

"Ben, take Tara with ye," Jack called. "We'll sail alongside each other tonight."