A/N: Ok, half of the stuff that doesn't make any sense is most likely an inside joke...if you want an explanation to anything, e-mail me. Be sure to put the chapter's title in the subject or else I won't open it.

Disclaimer: Unfortunately, neither Elizabeth, nor I, own the rights to Pirates of the Caribbean so we have no right to claim other characters as our own (except Beth and Meg, of course...Through we did come up with the names for CD and Greg (also known as Grapple) ...late night in Houston...LOL). The Pirate King and Pirate Prince will forever belong to Buena Vista Home Entertainment.


The phone rang and Megan ran to grab it.

"Hullo?"

"Heya!"

"Beth! What's up?"

"Nothing, just watching Pirates of the Caribbean and thought of you!"

Megan laughed.

"Oh really, now?"

"Yup!"

Beth held the phone up to the TV. Captain Jack Sparrow's voice traveled from the other side.

"…What do you say to three shillings only forget the name…"

Megan laughed. Then there was a click as if Beth had hung up.

"Beth?"

Beth had heard it too and yet neither of them had pushed anything. Their rooms dissolved and then they were standing in front of each other.

"Megan?"

"Beth! What happened?"

Beth hugged her best friend tightly.

"I don't know! And what are you wearing?"

Megan looked down at herself. A white blouse, dark green pants, black boots, and vest, a belt across her body and a scabbard attached to it. A brown sash was about her waist with another belt on top of that with a dark red scarf tied to it. To top it all off, she had a brown coat and her green cloak and a brown piece of cloth tied to her head as a bandanna.

"My gosh…this is my pirate wear! Beth look at yourself!"

She did. A dark blue dress with black boots and a black bandanna. She didn't have a sword but a dagger hidden in one boot.

"Mine too!"

Megan looked around at the surrounding area.

"Port Royal!" she said breathlessly.

"No way!" Beth replied.

Megan nodded. Beth peeked around the corner of a building.

"Will!" she burst.

Megan pulled her back just as Will turned around and looked where Beth was standing moments before.

"What?" Beth questioned.

"Maybe he doesn't know you…?"

"Oh."

Megan nodded again. Beth's eyes suddenly lit up.

"What if we're in the movie! What if he does know me!"

Meg grinned.

"There's always hope in that…but how would Jack know me then?"

Meg pouted playfully whilst Beth laughed. In curiosity, Will's head popped around the corner.

"Elizabeth! What are you doing back here?"

Beth froze and Meg looked at him awkwardly.

"Um, er, talking to my good friend, Meg." She made up quickly in a British accent. Meg made a low bow and then held out her hand for Will to shake it. He did so and eyed her suspiciously.

"Well, I must get back to work…in fact, I have that sword for you, Elizabeth!"

Beth's eyes lit up once again.

"Oh really?"

Will nodded and motioned for the two girls to follow him. Immediately after walking into the blacksmith's shop Will knew that something wasn't right. The mule was going 'round and some of the tools were not as he left them, though Mr. Brown was still asleep in the corner. Meg sat down on the ledge and Beth followed Will. He motioned for her to stay where she was as he reached for a hat that was sitting on a table. Meg's heart beat quickened for she knew who would pop out, Captain Jack Sparrow.

"You're the one they're hunting…the pirate," Will spoke at he pointed at Jack.

"You seem somewhat familiar. Have I threatened you before?"

"I make a point of avoiding familiarity with pirates…"

"Too late," said Beth softly behind Will.

Will's eyes darted to her.

"You?"

"No," Beth pointed at Meg sitting on the ledge quietly.

Will thought fast and grabbed a sword and pointed it at Jack. The pirate, who had been studying Meg, turned his attention back to Will.

"Do you think this wise, boy, crossing blades with a pirate?"

"You threatened Miss Swann…"

Beth rolled her eyes and sat down next to Meg.

"Only a little," replied Jack. And they began to bout. While no one was looking, Meg pulled up her sleeve a bit and looked down at her wrist. There was the pirate brand. So she really was a pirate! She smiled inwardly but that smile soon disappeared. If you had the brand that meant you had been caught by the East India Company. She guessed it was all right in the end because if she had escaped she had some of the same luck that Jack had. Jack was attempting to pull out Will's sword from the door. He saw the brand too but he was still trying to escape. Soon, Will and Jack were up in the rafters still bouting.

"Chocolate Covered Orlando Bloom!" Meg whispered to Beth as Will was, in fact, covered with sand.

"Douglas Sills!" Beth whispered back

"You cheated," Will said in disbelief.

"Pirate!" Jack replied as he held his gun towards the young blacksmith.

"Move away,"

"No."

"Please move?"

"No! I cannot just step aside and let you escape!"

Soldiers stared banding on the door trying to enter but Will's sword was blocking the latch.

"This shot is not meant for you…" Jack said menacingly.

Will looked at him confused. SMASH! Jack fell to the floor unconscious. The Commodore walked in after many soldiers.

"Excellent work, Mr. Brown. You've assisted in the capture of a dangerous fugitive." He said.

Meg rolled her eyes but unfortunately Norrington saw that and also Meg had forgotten to roll her sleeve back down and her brand was in full view.

"And you!"

Meg looked up at him. The Commodore grabbed her arm and looked at it more closely.

"Another pirate! What is this town coming to?"

Before Will or Beth could do anything, Meg was in chains and was being dragged off with Jack. Will held Beth back when she tried to go after them.

"No, Beth, it serves her right…" he said and Beth hung her head.

First the soldiers threw Jack into the cell and then Meg.

"Good day, miss," taunted Norrington. "Enjoy your last night with your own kind."

Meg ran at the door but Norrington closed and locked it just before she crashed into it and slid down to the ground in pain. With that crash, Jack began to stir. He groggily looked around until he saw Meg holding her shoulder in pain.

"You again…" he mumbled. Meg looked up wincing. Jack stood up and clumsily walked over to a ledge where he sat down. Meg watched him for a moment then looked out of the bars. The dog! Meg smiled for this was one of her favorite parts of the ride.

(Disneyland!)

"What are you grinning about?" Jack asked.

"Nothing!" said Meg rather quickly. She stood up and rubbed her wrists where the manacles had been, still leaning against the door. Jack eyed her for a moment. Meg nervously walked to the middle of the cell and looked around. It was smaller than she had imagined. Jack stood up again, walked around, inspecting Meg and then stood in front of her. He corrected his posture and brought himself to his full height. Meg held her chin high and only stared back at him.

"You seem familiar," Jack said faintly.

"Oh…really?" Meg replied.

So with nothing else to do, Meg walked over to a wall and sat down against it. Jack was still watching her but also turned to sit back down in his spot.

"Who are you anyway?" Jack asked.

"Meg…" was all that the girl said.

A staring contest began and ended with Meg lying down and falling asleep. Jack followed suite and put his hat down over his eyes. The prisoners in the next cell, however, found out that they were to be hung along with Jack and Meg and began to try and coax the dog over to them.

"You can keep doing that forever, the dog is never going to move," a half-asleep Meg heard Jack say. She smiled again and woke up fully. She still stayed on the floor. She wondered what was going to happen. She knew the story but she was afraid that there would be a twist. What if she was killed? Or never got back home in her own time? What was Beth doing…?


Well, I hope you enjoyed that chapter...R&R please!