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Sofia appeared as the perfect vision of propriety, that is, except for the almost empty bottle of rum in her right hand.

"Jack! Have you tried this- eh... what is this called again?" she called

Did I leave that in her room??

"Whot are you doin' wif' that?" he asked.

"Well I am drinking it. And I asked what it was called! It is REALLY good! You should try it!" she said drunkenly swaying a bit (the way Jack did when he was even sober).

So she's bossy when she's drunk...oh well at least she can hold ha' liquor.

"it's called "mama Juana", it's Dominican. Yes I know it's very good, I bought it – well bought isn't 'va exact word I would use but anyways, whot are you doin' drinkin' in 'va morning? And I thought you was a lady!" he said smiling.

"There are many things you should learn about me Capitano Jack Sparrow." Sofia answered smiling.

Sofia quickly downed the last of the liquid in the bottle. "Oh no! All out? Jack we must sail to the Dominican Republic this instant, I'm sorry. But my journey home must be delayed!" actually no, I'm not sorry.

"Sorry but there will be no sailing there today, I've got mi' own stash of the stuff in mi' cabin if you'd like some mo', but I don't think you could 'andle anymo'." He teased.

Sofia shot him a dire glance, "I CAN handle it now show me, please!"

If she has never had 'vis drink before how does she know she can? Oh well, this time is better than ever to find out.

Jack slowly opened the door to him cabin. This was the second time Sofia had been inside but the first time all she'd wanted to do was leave now, loosened by time and alcohol she was much more eager to stay. It was actually quite nice. Gold medallions, encrusted books, and frames gave the room a Jack-esque look. He walked over to a wall and pushing down on a small spot he managed to open a hidden cabinet. It had seemed small but in reality was incredibly large, she was sure a person or two could fit inside it. He pulled out a bottle very similar to the empty one she held in her hand. He pulled off the cork and grabbing a silver cup poured her some while he drank straight from the bottle. She was smiling like her face was stuck that way.

"so, you must really like rum if it makes ya' that happy!" he said jokingly.

"oh, no. usually I don't even like the stuff but it just – well I woke up in such a wonderful mood and it tastes, it tastes like I've had it before or something."

Well, well.. I woke up in a wonderful mood too, but not because I woke up with rum on my lips... oh wait... I did...

The two spent the entire day alone in Jack's cabin telling stories, most of Jacks untrue but amusing none the less. Then when they'd almost finished off 6 bottles and Sofia was only half as drunk as Jack, she decided to retire to her room. Of course what followed was the awkward silence of tension. Sofia wanting to jump Jack but thinking that she was just drunk and Jack wanting to jump Sofia but remembering that she was a girl, not a whore, or a young man (which he was known to bed if he was in the mood) and that he'd probably stab her with his sword (his real sword!) with his drunken stumbling, after all she seemed delicate to him.

"so, I'll uh- walk you to yer room." He said dancing/fumbling to the door.

"good night Jack," Sofia said when they reached her door, "oh I'm sorry to ask now but have you got matches for the lamps?" she added.

"oh, yeah." He said pulling a pack out of his trousers.

She took them and smiled as she closed the door. Jack walked to his room and realized the total darkness.

'vat's why I had matches! And he stumbled back to Sofia's room unlocking it as quietly as possible in case she was already asleep. The door opened with out a creek and there was Sofia, red dress fallen down to her ankles wearing only a corset, guarders and panties. Her back was turned from the door so Jack had a few seconds to size her up before she screamed, "Jack!"

BAM! He looked up and tripped over his own feet, taking the nightstand with him, on the nightstand was the lamp and so once more they were in darkness. "Sofia!"

"Where are you?"

"ouch! Mi' leg!"

"Did you hurt it?" thump! she had fallen as well, tripped over Jack. "Ouch! Dios mio! Este hombre! Que le passa?!?"

"Please no Spanish! Help me up!" his attempt to get up only ended with another fall.

with that the door swung open and there were Gibbs and Finn with a lamp, and there was Jack on fallen over an unclothed Sofia on the floor.

"Avert your eyes sirs!" Jack commanded but the two men were dumbstruck, now they knew why the cap'n had been so headstrong about keeping hands off his "guest".