SIAG CHAPTER 3

A/N:

Okay, before I start, I want to apologize for my EXTREME and UNEXCUSED tardiness. To be honest, I was just lazy. I'm sorry! Really! But anyway, I was reading over what I wrote so I could pick up where I started, and on the first page I made a really stupid mistake. Ciara said she wanted to go to Georgia (home) and then a few sentences later Ciara exclaimed that she was astonished that Capt. Jack didn't know where Florida was. How stupid am I? Lol, but anyway, here's the story:

Ciara was about to leave until she heard hushed voices coming from…somewhere. She opened her door, to see no one there. Huh, she said out loud and tiptoed to around the room, trying to discover where the voices were coming from. She came to a small hole that looked into another one of the cabins in the ship and looked in. Unfortunately, someone was standing in the way, so she listened instead.

"…Where are we going to keep it?" an unknown voice said.

"Somewhere in the ship, I was thinkin'…my room?" Jack responded with a small chuckle.

"If we count it, and know how much is there, then it can stay there." The stranger replied

"What, don't trust me?" Captain Sparrow sarcastically added.

They continued their conversation and left the room, leaving Ciara in her thoughts. She knew she needed money; she practically spent the rest of her money on that stupid boat anyway. She wondered what it would be like, to have that much money, whatever amount that Jack was planning on stealing. She thought of buying a car, a real nice car, and being able to move to New York or some place just as glamorous. She always wanted to be completely independent, living in some loft in the city. She sighed at the thought, wishing it was all true. You know…she thought, it was possible that I could steal it with them. Get an equal share. She shook her head at the thought; there was no way that they would let her in on the scheme, not after that whole you're-a-woman-so-you-can-cook incident. Honestly, the whole thing was so very archaic it made her sick. Aside from that, she really wanted the money, no matter how much it was. She could steal from them, but it was a ridiculous idea, because if they were actual pirates, then it was possible that they knew just a little bit more about stealing and would discover her plan. She wondered about the possibility of stealing, despite its absurdity. She breathed slowly and walked out the cabin with her bag. On the deck, the pirates were running around the ship and preparing to dock with one of the pirates climbing the mast changing the flag to that of the British one, which Ciara figured to be a ploy of some sort. She turned and saw Jack looking out at the land so she walked up next to him. After a few moments of silence, she said

"So…whatcha gonna do in…wherever we're going?" hoping to get some information from him about whatever he was talking about earlier.

He paused and said, "We jus' need to stop fer some…supplies." He turned and looked at her, "Why? Wanna come along?" chuckling at the thought.

"How is that funny? Are you saying that I look really vulnerable or something?" Ciara said half-joking, placing her hands on her hips.

"I didn't say anything." Jack said, giving a half-smile.

Ciara rolled her eyes, "Oh, haha. That was really clever."

He grinned and said, "You could come, if ye can handle it." His voice, to Ciara, sounded a little provocative, which gave Ciara a shiver through her.

She gave him her best smile, and tried to think of something witty, but just came out with, "Do ye…er, you, think I could?"

"That's up to ye, do ye think ye could?" He said, looking at her.

"That all depends." She retorted

"Oh, yeah? On what?" He asked with a slightly condescending tone.

"If you let me go with you. How long are you staying here?" she asked

"However long it takes."

"Where are you staying? Here at the ship?" she asked, hoping to be able to stay on the ship, because other wise she couldn't stay, what with her lack of money.

He smirked and said, "No idea. Prolly not, might find some lass." Ciara had the slight suspicion that he was only saying that to see her reaction. She chose to show the least amount of one as possible, which was hard for her because she was a little indignant.

"Sure, whatever you say," she rolled her eyes and after a little bit of silence she added nonchalantly, even though in her head she was praying to God that he would say yes.

"Well, can I stay here until we leave?"

"If ye want, ye can. You gonna eat dust fer dinner?" he said, making fun of her.

"No, I was hoping I could go with you for dinner or something and come back." She added, using her best pleading voice.

"Ye have money?" He grinned, knowing she didn't have any.

Ciara gave him a look, and shook her head joking, "I guess I'll just have to get it for free using my beauty and charm."

He gave her a half-smile and said, "Fine, we'll be at the Hog's Head Inn at sunset, in case ye wanta come." With that, he walked away to give orders to the crew. Content with herself, Ciara looked out and realized they docked. She took one last look at everyone and climbed down the ladder Gibbs threw down the side, onto the port. Once on the port, she turned around and gasped at what she saw. Everything looked so…colonial or old, or something. People were dressed up in 17th or 18th century clothing. The homes were of older models, and there wasn't any pavement or any signs of anything modern whatsoever. It was as though she had really gone back in time. But that was impossible, she reasoned, people just don't go back in time. She shook her head at her stupidity at even thinking that it was possible. It wasn't. It simply wasn't possible. She continued to walk around, perplexed at all the oddities and wondering what the hell was going on.

A/N- I know, I know, its really short, but I decided to update with what I had. Im still goin with it, I promise! Please no flames, constructive criticism would be nice!