A huge thank you to Inkstainedhands, Miyaand Pendragginink you guys gave me really good reviews, I wanted to print them out! I'm really glad it hasn't bored you to death yet but lets face it without real pirate Jack the story isn't anything is it? So without further ado I give you chapter four complete with Jack himself. Ooop, to answer your question pendragginink, it is set after the movie, im quite sure Ill be putting Will and Liz in it somewhere.

Amber could only gasp at the two pirates that confronted her. The dark skinned brute was tall and well built whereas his accomplice was much younger and fairly slight. Both stepped into the cabin and the dark skinned one closed the door behind him, beside him Samuel glanced over the room, his eyes resting on her trunk. Bending low her set to work raking through it.

"Must be our lucky day eh Sam? Finding a wench all to ourselves." he grinned and took a step towards her, from the trunk Samuel glanced up and scowled.

"Aye, you just remember what the Capt'n says," he pulled from the trunk a bodice and waved it at the large fellow, "Here put this on, give us all a laugh." Amber stepped back, her heart beating so loud that she was sure they would hear if they weren't quite as noisy.

"Come 'ere darling." the African reached out and grabbed a fist full of her hair in his great hands, all Amber could do was offer a frantic cry as white pain seared her scalp.

"Nork!" Sam stood up quickly and waved a pouch of coins in his direction, "Leave her be, we've caught some gold here." but 'Nork' only snorted.

"On you go then," he snarled at the younger lad, "you don't need to have anything to do with it, beat it and leave us to it." he turned his snarl her way and laughed as she squirmed under his grasp. The pain in her scalp was dulling now as he loosened his grip, Amber took the opportunity to pull away, using her fists to try and beat her way past him, she cried out as one of his meaty hands came down on her face, his knuckles grated her cheek and his ring caught on her cheekbone. The warm sticky sensation of blood trickled down and stained droplets onto her dress. Cowering back, she raised her hands to cup the throb in the side of her face but to no avail. A desperate sob escaped her mouth as he advanced again. From behind his she could hear Sam's irritated sigh but it no effect on Nork as he grabbed her round the neck and began putting pressure on her wind pipe. As hands began groping at her chest the world around her began rather dull and fuzzy, a tear escaped her eye as she made a final attempt to get air into her lungs. Dimly she was aware of the door clicking open and a the instant rush of oxygen that followed. Sucking in frantically she glanced up at the door, another pirate, older but just as menacing.

"Capt'n catches you at that you'll be flung to Davie Jones." the new pirate commented nodding over at Amber as she rubbed her bruised throat. "Is she the only wench on board?"

Both Sam and Nork nodded.

"Good then she's who we're looking for." he stepped forward and grabbed at her elbow.

"What does the Cap'n want with her?" Sam questioned pocketing the leather pouch of coins and tearing a strip of fabric from bed blankets.

"He don't know anything about her yet but that strumpet there is the fourth cousin of the queen of England, found out from the Captain Lovell, offered him a chance to keep his life if he told me where his goods were." the pirate shrugged, "kept saying he don't 'ave any goods, that he was just taking his crew over to Jamaica, but he did say he had a passenger." Amber winced as he grinned over at her, "you'll be worth a good ransom Milady." Sam stepped forward and began the work on her wrists, binding the torn blanket into a tight knot.

"My father will have the whole navy out looking for me." she warned snatching back her hands once he'd finished tying them. Behind her Nork laughed and pushed her on towards the door.

"I think we'll risk it."

Trembling and fearing what might lay above deck Amber cursed Lovell as she pulled the hood of her cloak over her head. She rarely told anybody of her bloodlines in fear of what had just happened, but Lovell had been quiet charming and she truly did feel like she could trust him. She realised now that there was no such thing as trusting a man. Lowering her eyes as she stepped onto the deck fighting to control the urge to stare at the several dead bodies that littered the ship, had she looked she would have seen Lovell himself bow his head in humiliation of letting slip her identity.

Most of the pirates were heading back across to their ship now, Amber followed Sam over the plank and onto the deck of the Pearl, she shivered at its coldness. The crew stared at her and she quickly lowered her eyes to the floor at the tip of her toes.

"What's this?" a new voice questioned, footsteps that stopped close to her side.

"Ransom, Mr Gibbs, cousin of the queen, I thought you could tell the capt'n."

Beside her Mr Gibbs dismissed the three pirates who had let her across and led her forward a touch.

"Got a name lassie?" he enquired hovering a bit too close, the stench of rum wafting off his breath in foul waves. Amber wrinkled her nose.

"Fuck you." was all she could say, she prayed her mother and father need never hear of her using such language even in these situations. The older man grumbled something under his breath and stepped back at the sound of approaching footsteps.

"Appears not to have a name Capt'n." he commented, the captain chuckled in a way Amber found disturbingly familiar, she pushed away the urge to glance up and instead remained stubbornly silent. Two beaten leather boots planted themselves on the precise spot at which she had fixed her eyes, her cloak hood was pulled back and a grime smeared finger found its way under her chin. Again the reek of alcohol was stinging her senses. Not all that gently her captor forced her head up to stare directly into is eyes, the effect on both parties was devastating. Amber's mouth fell open as did the captains.

"Jack!" she hissed with a sudden bitter contempt. It all fell into place now. In the short space of time it took for Jack to mumble her name Amber had already went through everything strange about him. The bandana that had contained the rings on his head, the rings themselves on his fingers. She turned her back to him and faced the man named Gibbs.

"Get me off this boat Jack." she snapped thrusting out her hands to the older man to untie. Raising a finger towards the dark sky Jack winced.

"Ship, it's a ship."

"I don't care what it is! You get me back aboard the Lacey." she snatched her hands back as Mr Gibbs finished cutting the binding with a small pocket knife. The pain in her heart was unbearable, she didn't understand what would have possessed him to lie to her in such a way. Flinching as he stepped towards her she avoided his eyes.

"What happened love," his fingers reached up and probed at the dried smears of blood across her cheek.

"You happened." she replied bitterly, "This happened." she waved a hand over the deck and glared up at him. "How dare you treat me like such a fool, acting like a gentleman, pretending that I was-" she looked away quickly unable to hide the welling of tears in her eyes. "Take me back to the Lacey."

"I cant love," Jack reply was lacking in any sympathy he had indented in putting in it, glancing up Amber knitted her brows.

"Why?"

The explosion wasn't large or even loud but it was enough to bring flames to the masts and drive several of the crew to the sea.

"That's why."

Amber watched on in horror as the crew aboard the Lacey fought to control the blaze. In a way she found it oddly satisfying, after all Lovell had shot her in. She turned back to Jack and glanced over him. His ponytail long gone into a mane of untamed hair, controlled only by the grubby bandanna she had seen in his room, his eyes were rimmed with kohl making him look rather fiendish, the shirt that had always been done up to the neck and rolled down to the wrists was now revealing a tattoo and pirate branding scorched well into his flesh. The gold teeth that had looked so out of place aboard the Hawk now couldn't be more suited. Amber was disgusted she had even thought about letting this man take her innocence.

"So you failed to mention that you were a cousin of the Queen." Jack commented curling his fingers in towards his chest, Amber could only scowl.

"And you failed to mention you were a pirate."

Jack lowered his eyes and shrugged sheepishly,

"Drink?"