Just putting this up to hold you over till I put up the next chapter...that and I didn't have any e-mails to read during my school break.

Disclaimer: Disney Mouse. Meg's stuff mine.Any songs I mention belong to the people who wrotethem.If I did own the rights to PotC...I WOULD HAVE SEEN THE TRAILERS ALREADY! ...lucky people who went to ComicCon... :pouts: I must see the trailers or I will die! I've read the discriptions and I seen everything in my head but zip otherwise...

Ok, I'm gonna shut up now and let you read...

When the piratesclimbed back on board, sure enough, Will started snapping at Jack. The Captain held up his hands in protest. Meg grinned and went to her hammock. It was still morning and she was still tired. She kicked her boots off and lay down with her back to the door and the room. She sighed and closed her eyes. However, she could not fall asleep. Thoughts about Jack were fresh in her memory. She heard the door open.

"Asleep again?" a voice asked. Butterflies jolted in Meg's stomach. It was Jack. She rolled over.

"No, can't this time…" she glanced at him but kept to looking at the floor. Jack stood above her looking down. She glanced at him again and their eyes locked just as they did in the tavern. Jack's face was unreadable, no expressions, nothing. Meg blinked a few times and then looked back at the floor.

"What's wrong, love?" Jack asked.

"Nothing," Meg said and closed her eyes. She started hugging herself again.

"I notice you do that a lot…and cling," Jack smirked.

"Do what?"

"You hug yourself, love," Jack bent down over her.

Meg blinked a few times.

"Oh,"

"Oh," Jack mocked.

"Why? What's it to you?"

Jack smirked again. "Seein' as I'm your guardian, I should do something about it,"

"I don't think there's anything you can do about it," Meg closed her eyes. Jack leaned down farther.

"Oh really?" he whispered in her ear. Meg's eyes shot open. Jack began walking away. Meg sighed,

"You're so confusing," she mumbled.

"So are you," Jack taunted back.

Meg rolled over and Jack left the cabin. She knew that he was so close to doing something that would have showed her that he actually cared for her. Of course, Meg thought that he didn't care and that is why Jack didn't do it. She was right, he was confusing. She got up and her cloak fell off. She didn't bother putting it back on though. Meg put her boots back on. She couldn't sleep so what else was there to do? Meg walked out of the cabin and looked up. Will was in the crow's nest. She smiled up at him. He waved at her and motioned for her to climb up, in which, she did so. On the last bit, Will reached his hand down and helped Meg up.

"Hello," she said and looked around. Will nodded and leaned on the rim. The sea looked even bigger from up there. They stood up there for a while.

"I need to go do some chores," said Will. He began climbing down but Meg stayed. She sat down and held onto one of the rods. She hummed a little of a song called, "The Dark of the Matinee." She certainly missed and wanted her iPod. As time passed, she slowly drifted off to sleep. The gentle rocking of the ship soothed her nerves. They reached Port Royal, Elizabeth was brought on board and they left. A while after they left the port, a large storm started brewing. Meg was still asleep. It seemed that everyone had forgotten about her. Elizabeth took cover below deck. Rain stared pouring but Meg somehow stayed asleep. Before the storm got too bad, Jack ran over to Will.

"Where's Meg?" he asked.

"She was up in the crow's nest last time I saw her," Will replied. Jack looked up. SPLASH! He then turned around and saw Meg unconscious in the water, slowly sinking.

"Well, she's not anymore, is she!" Jack yelled at him as he took off his effects and hat. Jack dove into the water. He soon found Meg's body and hauled her to the surface. Will threw down a rope to Jack and hauled him up. Once back on board, Jack lay Meg's body on the deck and checked if she was breathing. A crewmember put Jack's coat on his back. To Jack's dismay (but many thought to his appreciation), Meg showed no signs of being alive. He patted her cheek.

"Meg, come on, wake up!" he said as he did so. Then he rolled his eyes, leaned down and did a little mouth-to-mouth. She coughed up some water and breathed a little but still remained unconscious.

"Will!" Jack shouted at him as he started to pick Meg up again. "Go open the cabin door! Anamaria, go steer!" Will ran to the door and Anamaria to the helm. The rain poured even harder. Jack grabbed a blanket and began drying Meg off.

"Will, go get Elizabeth,"

"Why?"

"I know for a fact that Meg would not allow either of us to see her in her undergarments,"

Will blushed a little and nodded, running to get his wife. Jack continued to dry and warm Meg in his arms.

"Come on, Meg," he whispered. Will and Elizabeth ran back in.

"Who's this?" Elizabeth asked.

"Meg," Jack said. "He brother has entitled me as her guardian. She just fell into the ocean and needs to get changed. I think she has a change of clothes in the bag under that hammock," Elizabeth nodded. Jack laid Meg on his bed. Elizabeth shooed the men out. She took a deep breath and emptied Meg's bag on the floor. The journal made a loud bang on the floor but Elizabeth took no notice.

By the time she was done changing Meg's clothes, the storm had let up. Elizabeth opened the door and Jack rushed in. He stopped short when he saw that Meg was still not awake.

"I'm sorry, Jack," Elizabeth said.

"No, you're fine…"

Elizabeth left and closed the door. Jack looked down at Meg who was breathing heavily. He shook his head a little and looked around the room. He noticed the journal on the floor. Jack slowly walked over to it and picked it up, opening the cover. He was immediately indulged in Meg's handwriting.

Jack and Will are both on my ship. But it hurts. I have loved Jack for a few years and now my chance to express it comes and I throw it completely away. Maybe over the next few days something might happen. If there was someway…If Jack could only know how I really felt. But there's no way. He could be heartless. But why? He's a pirate…well, so am I but I become attached to and have a strong relationship with one person rather than going with a different man each night. It's been strange. I need and want some sort of affection from someone or something but I cannot tell Jack or anyone lest they think I'm just playing or being stupid.

Jack noticed a dried tear on the page.

I should go to sleep. But I can't, with others on my ship. But, I do think I can trust Jack. I trust him with my whole heart and soul…

Jack shut the book and thought. He looked over at Meg's form. The sun was slowly setting and the shadows grew. A small pain in his heart began to grow. He knew that Meg wanted some sort of affection but he didn't realize how badly she needed it. Jack put the book back on the linen bag under Meg's hammock. He opened the door and looked back at Meg. She was still asleep. Jack sighed and walked out closing the door behind him. Elizabeth ran to him.

"How's she doing?" she asked the captain.

"She seems fine," Jack shrugged and walked to the helm without another word. Elizabeth watched him go and then entered into the cabin. She lit a lantern or two, looked at Meg and sat next to her on the bed. Meg twitched a little and then groaned. Elizabeth smiled as Meg woke up.

"W-why am I in here?" Meg asked herself.

"Jack put you there," replied Elizabeth. Meg looked down at her.

"Really?"

"Yes, Meg. I'm Elizabeth,"

Meg nodded and rubbed her eyes.

"Where is he now?"

"On deck, at the helm,"

"Oh, alright,"

"Do you want me to get him,"

"Doesn't matter…er…what happened?"

"Well, as Will told me, you had been sleeping in the crow's nest, there was a storm and you were thrown into the ocean. Jack saved you, got you breathing again, brought you in here and told me to change you into some other clothes. It's amazing, really. I've never seen him so considerate. Anyway, he was in here a little while ago,"

"Jack saved me?"

Elizabeth nodded.

"I'll let you be for a little while, Meg," she said and got up to leave. Meg let her go. She was a little shocked by the story of her rescue. She rubbed her face and tried to sit up. However, she became dizzy and laid back down and shut her eyes. She heard the door open.

"Meg!" she heard Jack say. He ran to her and hugged her. Meg was a little shocked by this too.

"Are you alright, love?"

Meg nodded a little confused. She looked over Jack's shoulder at Elizabeth who just smiled and walked out again, shutting the door behind her.

"You were out for a while," Jack explained to her.

"Oh," Meg said and looked around. Jack sat on the bed next to her. She tired sitting up again and this time she didn't get dizzy. She also noticed that Jack was watching her sympathetically.

"What?" she asked. Jack shook his head.

"Nothing," he replied and got up. Meg looked around.

"Um…where's my cloak?"

"Right here," Jack picked it up from Meg's hammock and handed it to her. She was once again shocked at the kindness Jack was giving her. He stood next to the bed and looked down at her.

"We're gonna go to a port with a lovely place to swim. Can you swim, love?"

Meg nodded.

"Right, rest up then. We'll be there tomorrow,"

Meg nodded once more and then started to try and get up. Jack stopped her.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"Er, to my hammock?"

Jack smiled.

"You can stay there,"

Meg looked up at him. There was a new glint in his eye that she didn't entirely trust but there was no choice. She was in his hands and had to do what he told her to. Meg lay back down and curled up with her cloak over her and slowly fell asleep. Jack smiled and left the room, shutting the door behind him.

An hour or so later Meg woke up. It was pitch black in the room. She stretched a little and rolled over, shutting her eyes again. Until she noticed something. There were two pillows going right down the middle of the bed. They had certainly not been there before Meg fell asleep. She lifted her head and looked over the barrier. A dark shape lay on the other side. Meg guessed it was Jack. She sat up to make sure.

"What's wrong, love?" Meg heard his tired gruff voice say. She looked away for a moment.

"Nothing…I'm going back to sleep…" and she lay back down. Jack propped himself up on his elbow on the pillow and looked down at her.

"You alright?"

"Yes,"

Jack reached over and felt her forehead playfully. Meg rolled her eyes, smirked and batted his hand away.

"Jack…" she said in a half playful, half warning tone.

"What?" Jack smirked.

"Good night," Meg rolled over and faced her back towards him. She curled upon the edge of the bed,under her cloak, once more.

Wow...something happened:lol: Jack kinda understands me now! Did they have mouth-to-mouth back then? Haha, I just realized that I didn't know. Anywhosit, (Beth, I stole it!) I must go and do my History!R&R and send the socks if youhave a problem!TALLY HO!