Author's Note: Thank you, everybody, for the reviews! I really love reading them and hearing what everyone had to say. I had to make Jack act a little differently than he normally does in chapter 4, and you may see more of that in this chapter, but that is only because of Bates, who is best described in one word, EVIL. So Jack's behavior is in response to Bates. I tried to keep to how he would act if in this situation as best as I could, so I hope everyone enjoys it. So, now on to chapter five!

Chapter Five

On deck Jack and Bates were still dueling. Bates was getting weaker from blood loss and even Jack was panting slightly. It was going to be over soon, one way or the other, and both of them knew it. Bates was getting dizzy and his vision was slipping, he made a wild slash at Jack, who easily disarmed him. "It's over Bates", Jack said and quickly finished it. As much as Jack enjoyed the actual dueling part, he disliked the killing part at the end of real duels like this one, even if he did know it was sometimes necessary. Bates certainly had deserved it; the number of people he had killed was certainly very high. Either way he turned from the body quickly and surveyed the rest of the battle.

With their captain gone the remaining members of Bates' crew surrendered quickly. There were about seven of them left. Luckily all of Jack's crew had managed to survive. "What are we gonna do with 'em Cap'n?" Gibbs asked, motioning to Bates' crew. Jack walked over and stood in front of them as he considered.

"Please Captain, have mercy" one of them said pleadingly.

"Mercy?" Jack said quietly. "Did ye ever show mercy when ye slaughtered people for Bates?" The crew didn't respond, they didn't seem to know quite what to say. "Lock 'em in the brig for now" Jack ordered.

"Aye sir" Gibbs said and he, Cotton, and the dwarf rounded them up and took them down to the brig.

"Cap'n, yer hurt" Annamaria said motioning to his side where Bates had managed to cut him.

"I'll be alright luv, it just needs to be bandaged" Jack said.

"Aye, and do it soon, else ye'll get blood all over the deck, and I'm likely the one ye'll make clean it up" she said and stalked off.

"Yer all heart luv!" Jack called after her with a grin. Then he turned to the rest of his crew and ordered all the bodies be thrown overboard, then went to tend to his side. He had to get rid of his shirt, which was soaked through with blood, and not even fit for a pirate anymore. Next he cleaned his cut it and wrapped it tightly in bandages.

Now he decided it was time to go to his cabin and talk to Norrington, plus he needed a new shirt. When he entered his cabin Norrington said, "Sparrow! Finally!" Then he stopped and stared and said, "Where's your shirt man!"

"Got ruined in the fight, I'm getting' a new one" Jack said as he pulled a shirt from his drawer and put it on over the bandages. "And it's Captain Sparrow" he added automatically.

"Right" Norrington muttered, "How is Bates doing?"

Something flickered in Jack's eyes as he said, "He's not doin' at all, he's dead. Speakin' of which, what the hell did ye think ye were doin' comin' out on deck like that while I was doin' business."

"What did you think I was doing? I was looking for you! I was tired of waiting all day for you to come when it suited you" Norrington said angrily.

"I've never known ye to be so eager to talk to me Commodore, but the fact is if I don't come I've got a reason. Like maybe enemy pirates on me ship!" Jack said.

"Sparrow, I didn't know" Norrington said through gritted teeth.

"Well I hope ye were comin' to tell me what's goin' on, 'cause we are gettin' closer to Port Royal and me patience with ye is runnin' thin" Jack said as he sat in his desk chair.

"Yes Sparrow, I was coming to talk to you about that, but I would like to know why you want to know, it has nothing to do with you."

"Captain Sparrow, and its just curiosity. Yer the man who tried to hang me twice, so it's ironic that now ye could be hung."

"Oh yes, so very ironic" Norrington snarled, "And just how much do you know?"

"Never mind that, just get on with the story," Jack said.

"Aye Captain" Norrington said sarcastically. "Well to make it short and sweet, I am being accused of rape in Port Royal. When they came to arrest me I ran and managed to escape. That is until you came along of course," Norrington said glaring at Jack.

"Why thank ye Commodore," Jack said as though he had been complimented, "but ye haven't really told me more than I already knew."

"Well than what more do you want to know?" Norrington snarled.

"I want to know how an upstanding gentlemen such as yerself could possibly be accused of rape and what evidence supports it." Jack said.

"Wait a minute, does that mean you don't think I did it?" Norrington asked incredulously.

"Ah, come on Norrington, ye hate anything that so much as breaks the law, I don't think ye would shatter it so completely as rape does." Jack said.

"Well that's just great," Norrington said furiously, "all of Port Royal believes me a rapist, but a pirate captain believes I'm innocent."

Jack grinned and said, "So what's the story behind ye bein' accused of rape?"

Norrington sighed and glared at Jack before saying, "The story behind it is a girl in the town is saying I raped her, and as she was found with one of the badges from my uniform, and as she never saw her attacker, I'm going down for it."

"She never saw her attacker? How'd that happen?" Jack asked curiously.

"Apparently she was on her way home from work when a man came up behind her, and if you'll believe it blindfolded her then overpowered her and tied up her hands and feet then violated her. Afterwards he knocked her unconscious and left her in an alley. When she was found a few hours later one of the badges from my uniform was lying near her" Norrington said

"Uh huh" Jack said thoughtfully, appearing to be in deep thought. After a few moments of silence Jack said, "Who was it that found her?"

"Captain Jonathan Parrish, and Gillette, why do you ask?" Norrington said.

"What's Parrish like?" Jack asked ignoring Norrington's question.

"What do you mean? He's just a new transfer from England. He and I served together years ago." Norrington said.

"Did ye now?" Jack said interestedly, "Tell me 'bout that."

"We were friends, when I moved from England he and I lost touch." Norrington said trying to shrug it off.

"How did ye become friends?" Jack pressed.

"We joined the navy at the same time, our families were friends so we already knew each other and were on friendly terms, but it was only after we were in the navy that we became close. We both had the same goals and we wanted to go far in our careers."

"Did anything happen between ye?" Jack asked.

"Well, I got a promotion to sergeant before he did," Norrington said, his eyes far off in his memories, "he said he was happy for me and he did put up a good show of it, but I always got the feeling that he wasn't as pleased as he pretended to be. Then a few months later he got promoted too, and about a year after that I was promoted again, this time to lieutenant and transferred to Port Royal. Once again he acted happy for me, but there was the underlying feeling that he wasn't very happy. So I went on to Port Royal and haven't seen or heard from him since, until he showed up in Port Royal himself as a captain."

"Hmmm…" Jack said quietly, thinking about all this, "And what of Gillette? He is yer lieutenant, right?"

"Yes. Well he was, I guess I am not a Commodore anymore." Norrington said and looked away from Jack.

"Enough of that Commodore", Jack said as he got up, "We'll figure it all out when we get to Port Royal."

"What do you mean 'when we get to Port Royal'?" Norrington said alarmed. "You said if I told you what was going on we wouldn't go there!"

"Correction, I said if ye told me what was going on I would leave ye there, not that I wouldn't go at all." Jack said with a grin.