There'll be no livin' with her after this

Chapter 5

Disclaimer: I do not/cannot own POTC...

Jack Sparrow paced around the room...looking so sexy. He was really drunk off a million bottles of rum...he was so drunk...just the sight of him, and you could tell he was spent...He was ready, for something. He was going to go to the bar...no...Tortuga!

SAVVY! He could take the lasses with him, he supposed, and wait! He has to go somewhere with Will, that crazy lad! But he needed to find Jade and tell her...He flopped down in a chair, stroking his mustache and soul patch oh so thoughtfully...he took a drink of rum...wait! The rum was all gone...oh no...Oh well, he had enough, he guessed...hmmm...he wondered what to do...he would go to that other bonny lass's house and tell 'em...something... ...

Will ran towards the Pearl. He bumped into Jack, who was running the other way, with his pistol in the air.

"Jack!"

"Ye, know mate, that horizon is waitin' fer us to bring it..."

"Oh, you're drunk..."

Jack glared at Will, and then continued to walk.

"Jack, wait! Put that pistol down 'fore ye shoot someone!"

"Are ye advisin' me that that would be a mistake? Cause I only got one shot, and it wouldn't be the opportune moment."

Will paused, then remembered something. "Jack, you don't have any shots left."

Jack looked at his pistol absently for a few moments then muttered, "Oh"

Will gave an exasperated sigh. Jack was SO terrible when he was drunk.

"Alright, Jack, let's go back...or we could go to the bar...but no drinks!"

Jack adjusted his hat then the two began to walk to the bar.

"Alright, we're goin' to France", Will said as they sat down at a table.

Jack almost choked. "Will, mate, you know better than me the tales of France."

"I do?"

"So many bonny lasses, drinks, possibly...Commodores 'n Governors..."

"Okay, Jack. That's why we're going. Elizabeth and I are getting married."

"What?"

"We're getting' married, Jack", Will repeated as calmly as he could, because he was getting a bit fed up with Jack. Will then took out the letter that Elizabeth had sent, and let Jack view it.

"Oh, so it is that you finally found a girl!"

"Jack! No more drinks for you for at least two days!"...

Jade was sound asleep in Belle's room. A dog whimpered in the distance. A yellow dog, carrying a big gold key in its mouth. The dog walked through the damp streets (it had been raining lightly last night) headed for the bar where Will and Jack were seated. It was Belle's dog, actually. It had been a stray for a long time till Belle had taken him in. But it was the strangest thing; the dog never let go of that blasted gold key! He always carried it with him. When he was asleep, the dog would lay on top of it. Indeed, the dog was strange, but it was so cute, Belle couldn't let him go. So, the dog continued to walk until he reached the door of the bar, and sat at the entrance. He jumped up as a man opened the door, then the dog quickly walked through. ...

"So, ye expect me to let you sail my ship, while I stay in the back, and shout the way back to you?" Jack bickered with Will.

"Umm...basically", Will answered ponderingly.

Jack sighed, putting his feet on the table, in a casual position, and took a bite from the green apple that he had been tossing up and down, for the fun of it. The yellow dog suddenly appeared by Jack's side, putting a paw on his knee. Jack dropped the apple, and it bounced on the table, as Jack jerked, shocked.

"Why, you filthy, slimy, mangy cad!" Jack exclaimed.

"Jack..." began Will. "It's only a dog..." ...

"Katrina. May I please come in? Would you like to talk about it?"

After the Commodore had left, Katrina had run up to her bedroom, making quite a scene, by pretending to be heartbroken, and sobbing.

"No, uncle! I don't want to talk about that undeserving bloke ever again!"

"Katrina!" Governor Swann chided. "How dare you say that about such a noble man...?"

But Katrina wouldn't hear it, and started her sobbing again. The governor sighed. Maybe he was just oblivious to everything that was going on. Katrina waited until she heard his footsteps go down the stairs, then she leaped up from her bed, and looked in the mirror.

Her blue eyes flashed with anger. She was not going to let Will get away. In the meantime...

Commodore Norrington paced around his room. He couldn't believe what had just happened last night. He sat down on the bed, and looked at Belle's sleeping figure. He put his head in his hands, and sighed as he stood up again. He couldn't stay much longer.

He felt incredibly guilty for what he had done; it was entirely inappropriate. But it was all because of Katrina Boswell that caused him to drink and bed someone he barely knew...

The dog barked, suddenly dropping the key as it clanked loudly on the floor, and grabbed Jack's shirt tail, pulling him to the door.

"What?" Jack wondered irritably. Will shrugged and followed them out. The dog then picked up his key again, and started to run towards Belle's house. Meanwhile...

Katrina Boswell was walking quickly down the street, holding her dress up so the end of it would avoid dragging on the ground. She had a determined and satisfied look on her face.

"Hmmm, now to find that handsome Mr. Will Turner, and get revenge from that perfect little poppet!"

She turned the corner, and saw and smallish house. "Ah!" she murmured pleasingly. "He didn't take long to find." ...

"Whoa, hold on Jack, do you um...know this dog?" Will asked confusedly.

"Well, it's a bit of a story, mate."

The dog finally stopped at Belle's house, and pushed the door open. Jack and Will followed the dog inside, until he reached Belle's bedroom. He then sat on the floor next to the bed, where Jade was still asleep. She stirred slightly.

"What...?" Will started, then suddenly a huge wave of realization hit Jack.

"Oh!" he said, actually rather loudly, clapping his hands to his forehead. Jade bolted right up then. She gave a silent scream.

"Ce qui dans le monde...!" she screeched, wrapping the covers around herself more protectively.

"Jade!" Jack cried, moving towards her.

"You get away from me you, you...Jack?"

"Okay, not to break the sudden, uh, reuniting, but uh, what's really going on?"

Jack turned to Will, giving him on of those scheming, devilish smiles, which showed off his gold teeth.

Katrina made her way to the front door, but just before she did, she paused to look in her hand mirror and fix her hair. "Alright", she sighed, and knocked on the door.

Commodore Norrington turned, looking at the door. No one should be here...now. Belle then awakened...to find her self undressed...in a bed...not in her bed...someone else's house...she gasped remembering...