When June struggled into an awaken state once again, she found herself in the cave again her side aching. All the activity of the day must have really whipped her out, and now it was like she had a hangover. The room tipped precariously about her and it took her a moment to register the figure above her. "Jack?"

"Shhhhh! You have to rest." He could tell by the way she spoke, and the dazed expression in her eyes, that she was exhausted.

"Shouldn't you be doing- ummm- Captain things?"

Jack recalled how he had gotten the crew to unload the ship, and then sent out a party to search the island. Technically he too should be out there but he couldn't leave her side. "It's being taken care of."

"You know I'm not really a spy?" She feared that he might be keeping watch because he still didn't believe her.

"I know."

Pushing herself into a sitting position, June noticed too late that she wasn't clothed beneath the sheet. Quickly she covered herself again, feeling the warmth of blush rise in her cheeks. It wasn't like he hadn't seen them before, but she still wanted to keep her breasts under wraps.

Jack was totally stunned by this peek show and it took all of his self-control to keep his mouth from gaping open. Women where beautiful.

"Well ummm," June stuttered still blushing, "I'm done laying around, and I'm ready to work again."

"No, no, no you aren't getting up any time soon. Last time you got up without permission you wound up in bed again seconds later."

"Look I didn't come here to be dead weight. I came for new experiences." June pouted in reply.

"I know. Here." He took from a table a cup of tea, lined with rum of course. "It will help you relax."

June took the mug and sipped the hot liquid, it tasted faintly queer but she thought nothing of it. "Why did you become a pirate captain? May I ask?"

A shadowy look filled his eyes but he shook this of like a bad omen, "I had dreams of adventure just like you. To sail into the deep blue just me and my ship. Somewhere along the line, things went astray. So much for broken dreams."

June sipped the tea, eyeing him over the lip of the cup. She wondered what exactly happened but she wouldn't ask, eventually he might trust her enough to tell her. Well till that day, she thought to herself with a yawn, "Good night."

Jack managed to leave the sleeping June- after taking the now empty mug from her lip fingers- in order to check up on the scavenger hunt. When he arrived in the midst of the circle, that was his crew, they eyed him warily. There were only five men that made up his new crew; not like in the old days when every pirate rushed to work on his ship.

"Any word yet?" Jack eyed the group and could read the answer in their eyes.

"No."

They had been gone since midday, and already the sun was sinking. What was taking so long? He should have gone with them he thought bitterly.

"Perhaps," Peter spoke up, "perhaps the islanders scalped them."

This news sent a simultaneous shiver through the lads, and glared evilly at Peter. The last thing he wanted was a spooked crew. "If there is any islanders the party probably stopped to enjoy some girls."

Laughter spread like wild fire on a hot day. One lad spoke up to increase the flame, "Why'd they risk their lives when they could get whatever they wanted from that one in there."

He pointed to the cave and all his colleagues laughed louder. All except Jack.

Jack thundered up to the smirking mate and found his hand around the funny guy's throat; strangling him. The laughter instantly subsided. "If you ever speak to June that way again I'll kill you."

A twig snapping in the bushes broke the silence that followed after Jack released the man. Jack followed the noise and found two eyes staring out from beneath the brush.