Disclaimer: Nope. I own a copy of the film, a poster and lots of pictures, but unfortunately Pirates of the Caribbean is the property of Disney. No matter how much I wish for Johnny Depp or Orlando Bloom.

A Sparrow & A Barbossa

Chapter One

"Er… My head," He muttered. I glanced at his head and saw parts of broken glass tangled in his hair and he was bleeding.

"Do ye think ye could stop staring at me, luv?" Jack asked, while grinning up at me.

"My, my Jack Sparrow," I say. "How did you end up here?"

He looked me over. In the last ten years I hadn't changed much. My eyes were the same as ever. As was my hair, though it was shorter and slightly curler. I still wore the blue bandana. I now owned a proper sword and a pistol, but still kept my dagger, which was hid in my boot. I had grown a few inches and I had developed curves. I had several scars, not all were visible with my clothes on, a pirate brand and a tattoo.

He stopped and looked at my face. He concentrated very hard. I smirked at him. I started humming. He smiled at me. "Looks as though my little Kat has grown up," He said.

"It seems ye are again without a ship, Captain," I replied. I suddenly noticed that the people in the cell next to us were silent and gazing at us intently. "Don't ye have something better to be doing," I growled fiercely at them. They quickly turned away.

Jack chuckled. "Pray tell, what is so funny?" I asked. "Ye," he replied simply. I scowled at him, which caused him to laugh at me even more.

"So, luv, what you been doin' in the last ten years?" Jack said while smiling at me.

I smiled to, and told him about how my father had abandoned me shortly after the mutiny. And how I swore my revenge, but had yet to achieve it. I explained about the ship I spent seven years on; an all female pirate ship where I had the tattoo done.

"What of?" Jack interrupted. "A cat, with my name below it. I had it put on my right shoulder blade," I replied.

Next I spoke of my adventure with the East India Trading Company, and how they branded me a pirate. I showed him my arm, and the mark.

"Yer a true pirate now, luv," Jack told me as he ran his thumb over the P on my arm. I blushed. Jack thought I was a real pirate. Me! I was on cloud nine, I was so happy.

He got up and settled himself down on the bench. He lay down and closed his eyes.

"It's polite to offer the lady the bed, before taking it yerself," I scorn him. "Well when I see one I'll do just that," Jack said sleepily.

I grew outraged. I stomped over to him. I raised my foot and kicked him. "OW!" He shouted. I smirked at him before turning around.

He grabbed my wrist spun me back round to face him. He pulled me further down, so we were lying next to each other. He leaned closer towards me. I tilted my head and leaned in closer towards him.

There was barely an inch between lips, when I leaned in and whispered in his ear, "Night, Jack." And rolled over, so my back was against his chest.

"Captain Jack," I heard him mumble before sleep over took me.

I awoke to the sound of canon fire. "I know those guns," Jack exclaims. He goes to the window and looks out. "It's the Pearl."

One of the men in the cell next to us says, "The Black Pearl? I've heard stories. She's been preying on ships and settlements for near ten years. Never leaves any survivors."

I snort. "No survivors?" Jack repeats. "Then where do the stories come from, I wonder?"

"I wonder if Captain Barbossa is still alive," I mock. Jack turns to me confused. "I hate him, remember?" Jack turns back to the window.

Another canon shot is heard. Suddenly Jack jumps off the bench onto the floor pulling me down beneath him. I looked to see that the wall of the cell next to me had be blown open by the canon ball. Jack had used his body to protect me.

"My sympathies, friends, you've no manner of luck at all," One of the escaping prisoners tell us.

Jack ignores him and looks down at me. "Are ye all right, luv?" He asks me concernedly.

I nod. "Only, I'm havin' some problems breathing," I gasp. He quickly springs up, as though he only just realised that he was still on top of me.

"Looks like it's just us," He says to me. "Lets not forget the mutt under the table," I say while gesturing to the stupid creature.

Jack walks to the front of the cell. He places his hand through the bars and grabs the bone, which the prisoners abandoned in their escape.

He whistles, "Come on, doggy. It's just you and me now. It's you and ol' Jack, and Katrina. Come on. Come on, good boy. That a good boy, come on! Bit closer, bit closer. That's it, that's it, doggy. Come on you filthy, slimy, mangy cur."

Suddenly there was a crash, and the stupid dog ran off. "No, no, no, no, no, I didn't mean it. I didn't..." Jack says, before being interrupted by another crash, as the prison guard is thrown down the stairs.

Two men enter. Two men I knew from my days on the Pearl. Twigg and Koehler. Twigg looks around. "This ain't the armoury," He announces.

Koehler was moving closer to the cell. "Well, well, well, look what we have here Twigg – Captain Jack Sparrow, and his wench," Koehler says.

"Why ye…" I started. But Jack had covered my mouth with his hand to stop me talking.

I bit him, as Twigg spits at our feet. "Last time I saw you, you were all alone on a godforsaken island, shrinking into the distance. His fortunes aren't improved much, except know he has some pleasurable company."

"Fuck you!" I shout at him.

"Worry about your own fortunes, gentlemen. The deepest circle of Hell is reserved for betrayers and mutineers," Jack says. Koehler grabs Jack's throat. In doing so he reveals a skeletal arm. "So there is a curse. That's interesting."

Koehler released his throat, "You know nothing of Hell." They go, leaving Jack and me alone.

"That's very interesting," Jack mutters.

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