Summary: Panther's crew arrive in Tortuaga and walk around looking for Jack, plus, Panther and Jeremy get a little bit closer.

Pirates of the Caribbean - The Bermuda Triangle

Chapter 3 - The town of every pirate's dreams

"Captain, we've reached Tortuga" Melvin informed the young teen pirate, waking her up from a pleasant dreams of having the Black Pearl to herself.

"Excellent" she smirked and followed the man out of the cabin. The weather was lovely and there was not a cloud in the sky.

"Well, gentlemen, what did I tell you? A town of every pirate's dreams!" she announced jumping off the side. "I want to see the kid" she whispered to Melvin, who nodded in understanding and walked off to look for the boy, who was scrubbing the cellar downstairs.

"We've reached Tortuga and the Captain wishes to see you" the man informed Jeremy, who wiped some drops of sweat from his forehead and followed Melvin outside.

The sunshine gently caressed Panther's face, as she led the way to the Island Wonderland. As the girl and 14 pirates walked behind her, everyone stopped and stared at the new arrivals.

"Who have you brought with you, Panther?" A tall pirate with long blonde hair and a million gold teeth pointed at Jeremy. "New pirate?"

"Hardly" Panther laughed, shaking the hand of her old friends "I'm here on business, but it's always nice to see you, Sparky." she smiled at the pirate and as he bowed his head a little, she continued to walk past the drinking and the fighting and the gambling. The girl breather in the fresh air, with just a slight mix of alcohol and sighed "Ah, Tortuga, many great memories" to which Melvin smirked. He was very old and being the Captain's right hand probably knew most of her adventures.

"Bobbie!" the girl shouted at a drunk pirate, who was sitting on top of a stuffed horse and singing hymns. "Bobbie, where's Sparrow?"

The drunk pirate turned his head "Panther! So good to see you!"

"Where's Sparrow!" she repeated herself, pinching her nose, so she wouldn't pass out from the smell. Just then, Jeremy walked over to her.

"You wanted to see me, Captain?"

"Yes, Jaime…"

"Jeremy"

"Whatever. I have a job for you"

"Great, what is it?"

"Run along and ask everyone you see if they know where Sparrow might be"

The boy turned his head to look at all the drunk pirates, shooting one another. He gulped.

"Don't you think it's a bit dangerous?"

"Hey, whatever, you wanted to be a pirate, so you have to…"

"Ok, Captain. Anything…" the boy run off and the others giggled.

"Don't be too pleased with yourselves, you might have to do the same if he dies." they exchanged worried looks and followed their leader into the bar.

Heavy sent of cigar smoke and men falling over each other, fighting was all that could be seen there. Everything, but Captain Jack Sparrow.

"Damn it!" the girl cursed and walked back outside. She sighed staring at the pleading faces of her crew. "Fine, you deserved it, go have fun!" she rolled her eyes, as some of them came over to kiss her on the cheek.

Panther herself, walked over to the beach, where she sat with a bottle of rum in her hand. She didn't drink it. Even thought she was a pirate, she did not drink. In fact, Panther believed that you are at your weakest when you're drunk.

Staring out into the depth of the sees, she tossed the bottle from hand to hand.

"No would talk to me, Captain" someone informed her from behind.

"That's alright" she sighed "Come sit, Jeffrey"

"Jeremy"

"I don't care!" she screamed out and smashed the bottle against the sand.

"I could be Jeffrey if you want, Captain" she squeaked, looking terrified.

"Oh, shut up" she rolled her eyes. "You are so worthless, kid. Just zip it and enjoy the smell of the Tortuga-air" she turned away from his and continued staring into the distance

"Captain"

"WHAT!"

"I wonder if I could ask you?"

"Go ahead"

"Why do you call me 'Kid'? Can I ask how old you are, because you look about my age?"

The girl smirked and turned to face him "I'm 16. And I call you a kid, because to everyone is just a kid. None of you, no one, nowhere knows the things I have been through. I mean, you think having your throat cut by a teenage legend is bad. You haven't seen anything yet." she smiles "But he has"

"Jack?"

"Yeah…Jack" she sighed

"I'm 16 too, by the way and I guess I haven't and probably will never be as great a pirate as you, but please answer me honestly, do you think I can make it?"

She stared into his big brown eyes and smiled "I think you can try"

Hope you like my story so far. R+R please -smiles-