(A/N) Last one for now!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN POTC!

"Eve?" Jon said as he walked toward her.

"Tar it well, I don't know what kind of damage she'll take on." Eve was instructing the crew.

"Eve?" Jon called her name again.

"Eve, should we put in extra planks?" One of the crew members asked.

"Do we have enough?" Eve then walked over to the pile of planks. "Looks like we have it. So, yes put in some extra planks."

"Eve?"

"What are you a bloody canary? Can't you see I'm busy!" Eve said annoyed.

"And I thought you weren't listening."

"Can you handle this?" She asked the crew members.

"Yes."

"Let me know when your done."

"Right away." Eve then pushed pass Jon and continued walking until she made it to her room.

"Do you plan on following me in here too?" Eve said as she hung on the door.

"If you'll let me." Jon said coyly.

"Go away." She began to shut the door.

"I want to talk to you."

"About what?" She was becoming quite annoyed.

"What I told you earlier." Eve then looked at him.

"Alright come in." She let Jon in and shut the door behind him.

"I wanted to say sorry."

"For what?"

"About…you know…saying you couldn't take care of yourself…"

"Really?" Eve sat on the bed and leaned on her elbows. "Go on."

"I shouldn't say that women are weaker than men, because it isn't entirely true." He felt like a child right now, but he really wanted to know her.

"Well that was very kind of you. Now isn't there a deck that I asked you to swab?"

"No."

"Well then, swab away…"

"One more thing, before I swab the deck."

"What is that?" Eve asked as she stood up. Jon then leaned in and kissed her soft lips. At first she wanted to push him away, but then found herself enjoying it, enjoying him, so much so that she kissed back. As they pulled apart she leaned into his ear, and instead of hearing a sweet comment, he got a snipe remark. "Don't forget the deck." She then patted him on the shoulder and walked out of the room.

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"What could be taking so long?" Elizabeth asked as she paced the cell.

"You know the Marines, take their bloody time with everything."

"I don't understand this at all, why would they think we killed my father and Commodore Norrington?"

"Maybe they'll listen to you, because of your bloodlines, who knows…" They then heard a group come down the stairs, two were carrying Will by the shoulders.

"Will…" Elizabeth whispered as she saw his face, which had a bruise and a few cuts.

Will was thrown into the cell and the door remained opened as Commodore Covington stepped in.

"You bastard." Elizabeth said bitterly.

"I heard you are having some trouble down here."

"A bit, you are not following the sanctions of the law, what your doing…I could have you court marshaled…" Covington then grabbed her face.

"Who is going to believe you? No one you know is in Port Royal anymore, not one ally." He then pushed her, and cornered her in the cell. "Do not think any political ties will help you…"

"What makes you think all my allies are in Port Royal? You my dear commodore are wrong…"

"Your uncle in London, he is very unwilling to help you." Elizabeth looked at him curiously. "Not since he found out that you and your cousin, his son, had been pirating, and neglected to even inform him that he was doing such." Elizabeth stared straight through him. "Now, it is time you learn what it means to be silent." He grabbed her roughly by the arm and dragged her out of the cell. Jack tried to break free from the marines grasp but he was only punched in the abdomen for it. Will called her name, he didn't want her to suffer the same pain he had. Soon the marines filed out leaving Will and Jack to themselves.

"What did she say?" Will asked Jack as he was wiping the blood from his face.

"Whatever it was…it wasn't good, but there is more to this story. I get the feeling he knows her…very jealous fellow."

"He is going to hurt her…" Will said as he gripped the bars tightly.

"That he is…how badly, I don't know. Elizabeth's mouth gets her in trouble all the time." Jack said. "Whatever happens we are going to have to help her, it just doesn't look good."

(A/N) Like the tiny romance...cute...will it develope into more? And once again Elizabeth's mouth gets her in trouble...what does that spell out for our favorite trio? Well you'll just have to tune in next time to find out!