Disclaimer: Once more I do not own Jack or Tortuga, but hey neither does Disney…but yeah. Um others mentioned in this chapter I do own, like Kate and Tatiana, SAME FOR THE SHIP! THAT IS MINE!

Author's note: Uh sorry this took so long, I had it done but I had no time to type it up, big projects in school, you know, each teacher thinks you have just their class.

After taking in her loss of Jack she decided what needed to be done. She had wrapped him up in a sheet after getting dressed and doing the same to him, putting his effects where they would be had he been alive. As she wiped her eyes and picked up the bundle she left the inn. It was a good thing she was in Tortuga or else people who noticed might have cared or realized what she was doing.

She lugged the bundle to the docks and carried it to the end where no boat was near. She glanced around and found a heavy crate with rope and tied around it to keep it shut and pushed it towards Jack. She cut some more rope and tied the crate to Jack's leg. She took a deep breath and kissed his cold forehead before pushing the heavy crate over the end of the docks and watched Jack's body follow. Until she was sure he had sunk all the way she waited at the end of the docks. She turned around to find an aged man with a silver and gold eye staring down at her. She flinched slightly as he moved his hand towards his belt.

"Now missy, what's the ma'er?" he asked looking at her as she didn't bother to look at him. "What are ye doin' 't such a la'e hour 't the end o' me dock?"

She looked at him finding it odd that he called this dock his. "Since when is this dock belong to just one person?" she asked as she wiped her eyes dry.

He just grinned and watched her push by. "Ye never answered my question," he said irritably. "What were ye doing out 'ere anyway?" he asked again. "What did ye push out into the water?" he asked with a grin. He glanced towards the end of the dock noticing that the crate of rocks he had placed there was gone, no doubt at the bottom with her precious captain. He smirked at her glare and now waited for her answer.

"What does it matter what I was doing?" she countered, still trying to walk away from this odd and rather annoying man.

"It matters to me for I am slightly curious that you used the crate of rocks I placed there incase you came this way to dispose of the body." As he said this a small mischievous glint came to his eye while he watched her reaction. "I figured ye would use this dock if you planned to get rid of the body by ways of water.

She had stopped walking as he mentioned the crate she used. How did he know she would use that dock? There had to be plenty more she had passed before this one. Come to think of it, why had she gone to this one? It had ships like the others, so why? She looked back at the man and glowered at him as he laughed. "You were the one who killed him!" she yelled accusingly.

"Perhaps I did," he said, shrugging as if it were nothing. "But whose fault is that? I thought I warned you about this so it shouldn't come to you as this big of a surprise," he told her as he leaned forward, making his point clear.

Her eyes widened slightly as he spoke. She didn't exactly recognize him, but his threat was something she knew well enough. "You monster," she hissed.

"Besides, he had it coming, sooner or later. What does it matter anyway? You didn't love him," he laughed. "Now, Kate, don't try and do anything stupid out of anger. I can do far worse than what I have already done," he chuckled. "And to think, all this trouble for a little piece of paper with directions on it, Hand it over and I shall never appear in your life again." He stuck out his hand waiting for her to hand it over.

She stared at his open, waiting hand and brought her hand up to her belt and drew out her dagger, slicing his hand quickly before she turned around to run, hearing him curse her in the back round. She wasn't going to give it to him willingly, no matter what he did to get it. He would have to kill her to get it, and even then he wouldn't find it, for it was no longer on her, but the man she had sent to the bottom of the sea.

He gripped his hand expecting her to have done something that stupid, but still annoyed him that she wasn't willing to let down as easy as he wished. "Don't do this Kate, you know you won't win," he shouted after her as he took a deep breath and started after her knowing her every move.

Kate glanced behind her once to see if he was even there and continued ahead. On her second glance back he was closer, but still going at a leisurely pace. She took a sharp turn left, leaning again the building, breathing; heavily she looked around for a place to hide. Kate wasn't one to fear much, but something about this man caused her heart to jump into her chest letting the fast pace beating echo in her ears. After catching her breath she pushed herself off the wall and continued to run. She got to the center of the town and searched for a crowded tavern. That was simple enough to find, so she ducked into the third one she saw. Pushing though the thick crowd, dodging fists, mugs and barmaids, Kate made her way to the stairs in the back and darted up them, nearly knocking a drunk man down the stairs as she searched for a room that was not currently being used. On her sixth try, she found, what appeared to be an empty room. She closed the door behind her and locked it. She walked into the darkness and took a seat on the bed, panting slightly as she lay back, closing her eyes, feeling that she was safe now.

A cracked smile neared the door as he pounded his fist against it causing Kate's eyes to open wide with fear. How had he followed her through the crowd?

"Kate," the voice hissed, echoing throughout the room. "Why did you run? You know you can't lose me!" As the voice spoke it seemed to draw closer until it was right in her ear. Kate took in a shaky breath and turned towards her left side coming face to face with her crazed stalker. "You know what happens now Kate. You don't give me what I want now, you'll end up jus' like yer friend who you threw into the water," he grinned.

"Over my dead body," she hissed through gritted teeth.

"As you wish." The dagger came right into her gut. He grinned down at her shocked expression. The pain had been to much for her to scream out. He removed the dagger, held it above her and the plunged it straight towards her heart.

She sat up quickly in the bed, her heart racing, her breath uneven, and her body covered in a cold sweat. Her hand rested over the last place she had been stabber, her heart. Once realizing she was awake she quickly turned towards her partner. She slowly pulled down the sheet, off his chest as her mind raced. What would she find? A sigh of relief escaped her lips as she found Jack asleep, but alive.

"Just a dream," she told herself, lying back on the bed as she let her head rest on his chest slowly falling back to sleep.

When the cock crowed the two slowly began to stir awake. Kate was glad to find Jack still alive as she kissed his cheek affectionately before slipping out of bed to get dressed, finding their clothes strung over chairs hat were there or at the end of the bed. She saw Jack rise and collect his clothes calmly unaware of the trouble his partner had gone through the previous night. After dressing herself, Kate sat on a chair watching Jack with mild amusement. Her eyes searched the room for a moment before her eyes caught something out of place.

"Check to see that you have everything," she demanded quickly. "Just do it," she hissed as he checked his coat and everything else he had on him. Jack seemed to have everything by the confused look he had given Kate as she went through her clothes and small leather bag. Everything she checked for was there, including the small package wrapped up in thin leather. This confused her since Kate knew she nor Jack had been to that side of the room the night before. It confused her to find all their belongings in their place if someone came in during the night. Looking around again she shrugged it off and neared the door.

Kate followed Jack down the stairs wondering what they would be doing with their day. The ship they had been borrowing did not have much need for a crew, giving her a feeling that they would soon be returning it. She walked by his side out of the tavern, shielding her eyes from the glaring sun.

Jack paused in the street and looked around," This way love," he said to her as he headed down a street.

"Where are we going Jack?" she asked, pushing an elderly man out of her path as she caught up with him.

"Just be patient," he told her as he checked over his shoulder before slipping into a narrow alley, one of the few in this town that was practically barren with the exception of a door or two. He stole away into the first door and entered a dark empty room taking two steps forward so Kate wouldn't run into his back. He placed his hand over her mouth knowing she would ask something about the place but for now he couldn't risk it. Once he was sure she would remain quiet he removed his hand and stepped forward.

A soft purple light and an unnatural fog began to emit from the floor. His eyes focused on the center of the floor as the light pulsed. The light began to grow brighter and filled the room. Once it faded back to the center of the room a rather odd looking woman stood in its place. She had deep brown colored skin and dark brown hair with even darker brown eyes to match. Her black hair was pulled up into dreadlocks and seemed to sprout from the top of her head with an odd assortment of beads hanging from her hair, neck and waist. The clothes she wore were much like those of one who practiced voodoo. In her right hand she held a small rope with five chicken bones tied to it, and around her waist, down the rope there was a turtle shell. The woman looked towards Jack indifferently as she spoke.

"What is it that you want?" she asked him as her deep brown eyes scanned over the two before her.

Kate looked from what appeared to be a priestess of some sort to Jack motioning to him until she caught his attention and asked who she, the other woman in the room, was silently. She was flashed one of those grins he often gave her which meant he would explain later.

Once more Jack's attention was turned to the other woman before him. The answer to her question was simple. "A ship," he told her.

"A ship?" she asked with wide eyes.

"Yes, a ship. Like the one I lost," he repeated as he kept a calm façade.

There was a pause from the woman as she walked towards the pair looking them over, as she seemed to be making a decision about the two, ending in front of Jack merely inches from his face. "You may have your ship," she hissed, "But I require something in return."

This had been something Jack had expected, but still was unsure of what it would require from him. "And what is it you require?" he asked curiously.

She grinned. "A body," she said simply. "Just for a bit," she added.

"Which body?" he asked looking at her oddly. "And what do you want the body for?"

"I am a spirit." She told him calmly as if this would explain it all to him. "It will be just for a month," she grinned, "Ye have me word on that."

He looked at her skeptically thinking it over. "I s'ppose there is no 'arm in it."

"Perfect. I have her picked out already," she grinned. "Your new ship is on the eastern shore," she informed him. "Get your own crew for it, that was not part of our bargain."

"I know that," he said with a slight roll of his eyes. "So, who is this lucky girl?" he asked.

"Her," she said nodding off to Kate who wasn't paying attention to them anymore, and was looking at the walls.

"Kate!" he asked looking around to Kate.

Kate turned around quickly from the wall she had been studying. "I never agreed to that! Find a new body to take over, cause you're not getting' mine."

Jack looked at her and frowned slightly, "Come on Kate. It's for a month on the ship. She won't do anything you wouldn't do I'm sure. It's either this or no ship. Please?" he asked, flashing an irresistible grin.

She glared at him for a minute and gave a sigh of defeat. "Fine, but if anything happens to me Jack, you'll pay, and no smile you give me or treasure will save you," she warned.

Jack bowed his thanks and watched her as the floor slowly began to disappear under the fog. Kate remained still while she looked at her feet, and then up to Jack as the fog began to crawl up her legs and encompass her. Soon she could not be seen through the thick purple fog, and then a wind blew threw the door and cleared it away. She appeared to be the same, though her eyes were now that of the spirit's, the rich dark brown color, and then other minor details such as that, but the rest, still Kate.

"Kate?" he asked, as he looked her over. "Ye feel a'right?" he asked nearing her cautiously.

"You will call me Tatiana for now," she sneered. "Now, why don't we go eat something?" she said eager to eat for the first time. "What is a good place?" she asked, grinning faintly with an almost excited aura about her as exited the building with Jack following closely at her heels not wanting to lose track of her. "A whole month?" he asked himself quietly. Just the thought of this for a month was almost enough to let her just go off on her own, but he would need to deal with 'Tatiana' for just 29 more days until he got Kate back.

"There is a place just outside, " he said as he walked behind her, grabbing her arm and steering her to the left side of the busy street they had just turned onto. "This way," he told her, more demanding in his tone and actions, leading her to the tavern. It was now noon and the tavern was filled with drunks already. Tatiana looked around eagerly as Jack dragged her to a table and ordered two rums with the two meals he had asked for.

Soon enough the order and exchange of money was complete. Tatiana looked at what was before her and grinned. She picked up a piece of chicken and took a rather large bite and smiled as she finished, washing it down with a swig of rum. She cringed faintly as it burnt her throat. She looked at the dark amber liquid with a raised brow, "And you all drink that?" she asked, coughing a bit, "I don't understand how," she mumbled as she took another sip.

"Aye, ye get used to it," he shrugged.

In the table next to them sat the same man who had been watching the pair before. He found Kate's behavior to be very odd and completely different from her behavior he had previously witnessed. Something about her just seemed different today, like it was someone else. He smirked faintly as he watched the two interact with each other. He overheard the two talking about a ship on the eastern shore of the island and soon left his table to find it.

The two rose from the seat and exited the tavern, now searching for a new crew to fill his ship.

The sun setting behind a large building that stood above the rest surrounding it. Jack was waiting at the dock with his new ship behind him. Large black sails, the Jolly Roger waving slightly in the wind. It much resembled the Black Pearl but had minor differences. The wood had a dark stain with an occasional light red streak running through it. Vengeful Siren was painted in gold letters on the back, as the woman on the bow of the ship held before her a skull, while a small turtle carving rested on the center of her chest, the mark of the spirit who had given him the ship. Though he still remained heartbroken over the loss of his ship, he was picked up at the sight of his new one. Before Jack stood about thirty men he had picked out over the course of the day for his new crew. They all varied in shapes, sizes, and colors. He began to give his small speech about joining his crew, and the bravery needed to live on the sea and the life of a pirate. After he finished he pointed to a wood crate where Tatiana stood, holding down a quill and paper as Jack told them to sign their name if they wished to stay. All there, signed and quickly boarded the ship as Jack collected and rolled the list up. He looked to Tatiana and grinned slightly before walking away to his new ship.

Reviews:

Laura: I know I'm sorry, I felt bad about that, but I was out of things, or well not really, I was planning on doing that which was one of the reasons I bothered to write this fanfic. I just hope you like this chapter too.

LoLoMo: Well thanks, I'm glad you like the story as well, I was nervous people wouldn't like it, cause well yeah I don't like the style of writing I use, but there's not much I can do to change that. But thank you for reading it and hope you continue to enjoy it.