this is my first fan fic so please people; have mercy! any ways I rate it and R b/c later on in the story things get "advanced" (lol) well review and write me. thanx.

also: i dont own anything that has to do with pirates of the carribean. the only charecter that's mine is sofia.

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Being a young, rich, and not to mention beautiful, captive on the black pearl is not one of the most pleasant situations you can find yourself in but being the captain of this ship and trying to keeps a crew of men who've been at sea for months from destroying the "kidnapped" girl is a much more difficult predicament (especially when you yourself cannot deny the fact that she is stunning).

Let's start at the beginning...

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Sofia de Madrid was aboard the ship "La Sirena" traveling through the Caribbean to the Spanish settlement in Florida when La Sirena docked to stock up in supplies. It was a beautiful island that Sofia, unfortunately, did not know the name of, but it seemed to be inhabited by nothing but sailors. Well when they docked she was not one to stay aboard when there was an entire city to see. Sadly what she thought would be a city was nothing more than a village and La Sirena was sailing again the next day. Bad move... Pirates!

La Sirena was boarded the next morning by the crew of the ship known only in Spain as: "La Perla Negra" (the black pearl). Sofia knew what kind of men pirates were and what they did to young women, especially wealthy young women.

She bolted down to the last deck of the ship and crawling under a pile of hay, that was kept there for reasons she was not aware of, she tried her hardest not to breathe too loudly. Unfortunately the hem of her red dress had seeped out from under the hay and she was dragged kicking and screaming onto La Perla Negra.

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"Oh, hello, who is this?" said Jack as two of his crew members dragged a hay ridden, red clad young woman into his quarters.

"She's a girl" the shorter one answered being hit over the head by the taller one.

"She's a rich girl, cap'n. We raided her quarters. She was the only lady on the ship. Filled wif' gold coins and books and what not. Don't speak English though. Just rambles in some language. Can't stand it. She's like a demon yellin' at me."

Ah. Not English. That's why she looks so exotic. Thought Jack Sparrow.

In his slowest most understandable voice (still not that audible) he asked "Eng-lish?? Hmm?? Little girl? You speak Eng-lish?"

All he got in return was a spit to the face and the word "Bastardo". But he was quick enough to get her meaning. And quick enough to stop one of the men from slapping the girl across the face.

"Leave us men. Good work. Stow the booty in the cargo room."

The 2 men left the room and locking the door Jack told the girl: "look, a wealthy, well-educated young girl like yo'self destined for the new world would not have been spared a few English lessons now you're goin' to answer mi questions, savvy?"

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Sofia knew that this man had seen right through her attempt to play the ignorant fool and resorted to plan b. Begging.

Dropping to her knees and grabbing the man's shirt collar she began to cry and, "Please sir!! Please!! Don't hurt me! My family is rich. They'll send money. I swear it! Santa Maria! Please don't let those men touch me again. Send me home please just don't-.." were the words that escaped her lips before she even knew what she was saying and she could tell that this "captain" was just as shocked at her outburst.

"So then you do speak English." Sparrow answered pulling the girl up from her knees. "I like your accent, what your name?"

"Sofia." She answered letting go of his shirt.

"Was Sofia given a last name or are there none of those in where-ever you come from."

"I am from Spain. My father is Jose Maria de Madrid. I'm sure—" but before she could finish her sentence Jack had his own outburst.

"Jose de Madrid is your pops?? Wah?!?! You are pretty damn wealfy then."

"Yes," she answered, "are you going to take me home? Sir, Capitan, please, those men outside, when they thought I could not speak English, they said things. Do you understand?"

"yeh, yeh, I got it. And none of this 'Capitan' stuff its Jack Sparrow or Bastardo of you like." He answered smiling, "don't worry my men wont lay hand on you if that's what you think. I'll guard you mi'self if ya like. Lock n' key n' all. Lemme show you your room."

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Sofia had been shown to her room and the door was locked. She felt as safe as she could feel being held captive on a pirate ship. She could not get that Sparrow man out of her mind. She tried sleeping but thoughts crept into her head each time she closed her eyes. She would probably spend the night with her eyes open then.

Damn that stupid man!

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Drunk on rum they'd pilfered from that Spanish ship Captain Jack Sparrow could not stop thinking about the girl locked in the room across from his. Even in his drunken stupor he knew what a mistake it would be to simply unlock the door and crawl into the bed he'd personally set for her. With all the sensibility left in is intoxicated mind he stumbled into his own bed for a night of passed out blackness, which would inevitably lead into some risqué dreams about Miss Sofia de Madrid.

Damn that Spanish Girl!