AN: My Muse is back! I picked up the Visual Guide and the junior novelization to Dead Man's Chest. Definitely worth a read for all you diehards out there. Three more weeks!

I'm in the process of revamping this a bit. I'm only changing a few minor details, ie. How Jack and Evelyn get the Pearl, etc. to fit in better with Dead Man's Chest. I've also done some editing.

Half of this chapter is brand new!

This story contains SPOILERS! If you don't want to be spoiled, then wait until you've seen the movie, and then read it, okay? Okay!

Every Rose Has It's Thorns

Chapter Five: Jack's Mistake

As night set on the little port town, Evelyn and Jack snuck toward the ship they had been arguing about what to name all day. The crew onboard had waited until now to disembark the ship. Bloody idiots, Jack thought, Ye don't wait 'till night when ye can't see ter leave yer ship. Surprisingly, there did not seem to be a guard onboard. There was, however, an officer standing at the opening of the dock she was tethered to. He could now make out her name. Jack hoped that it was something interesting to save him from arguing with Evelyn about what to name it. Her name was, unfortunately, The Integrity. Jack could not stand that. It's really a shame something this beauteous should 'ave a righteous name like that.

"Now how are we goin' ter get onboard, eh?" Evelyn asked.

Jack pondered for a moment. They couldn't get on the easy way. The guard was sure to see them. "I've got an idea," Jack said, grabbing Evelyn by the arm and steering her back towards the entrance to the docks.

"Oh? And what would that be?" Evelyn asked him, a looking annoyed.

"Create a diversion," Jack said as he winked at her and pushed her off of the dock. Evelyn hit the water below with a splash. He turned around and quickly ran towards the guard. "Help! Help! My sister's fallen into the water! She can't swim! She's Drowning!" Jack overacted a little but enough that his little façade would still be believable.

The guard ran towards him. "What happened, sir?" The portly Red Coat asked Jack, sounding as if he was terrified to jump into the water.

"She jus' fell! Oh, my poor li'l sis!" Jack sobbed. By this time, Evelyn had swam towards a post between the guard and the ship. She began to shimmy her way up it as Jack continued his show.

"Now calm down, sir," the guard continued, "I shall be right back!" He ran off the docks to find his crew.

Jack calmly strode over to where Evelyn was trying to climb up onto the dock. However, she wasn't having an easy time. Jack bent down and held out his hand. She took it and he pulled her up onto the dock.

"Thanks, darling." Evelyn said to him, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Don't mention it, luv," Jack said, oblivious to the fact that she wasn't being sincere. The pair quickly ran to the ship, boarded, and began searching around for any extra crew members. Thankfully, their search came up empty.

Jack grabbed a sword that was leaning up against a railing and began cutting the ties that held the ship to the dock.

By the time the guard had returned with an entourage of Red Coats, Jack and Evelyn had The Integrity 300 feet from the dock. The men stared in anger as the pair of pirates sailed away with their ship.

"Ta mates! Thank ye for the beautiful ship! It really is fast, innit?" Jack yelled to the mass of Red Coats watching them sail away. He grinned wide at Evelyn who was standing next to him at the helm, a look of complete disbelief on her face.

"I don't believe it," Evelyn said, laughing, "We actually pulled it off."

"Of course we did, luv," Jack said, smirking at her. "I'm Jack Sparrow. Or Captain Jack Sparrow, as it were."

"Oh, and who said ye'd be Captain, eh? I don't recall agreein' ter that." Evelyn said with a glare.

"What happened ter our plan?" Jack asked. He pointed to himself. "I'm Captain." He then pointed to her as if he was instructing a child. "Ye're First Mate. Savvy?"

Evelyn rolled her eyes. "Fine. We'll stick to the plan. She's my ship too, though, and no arguments."

"Good." Jack said. The pair stood there at the helm in silence for a few moments watching the stars and the clouds pass over the sea.

"Jack?" Evelyn said, breaking the peace, "Now what do we do?"

He cocked his head to the side and looked confused. "Honestly, I don't know. I figure we'll pick up a crew in Tortuga and make plans from there."

"And what if East India Company comes after us?" Evelyn asked.

"We'll figure it out." Jack answered. "If they do they'd ne'er catch us. This is the fastest ship I've e'er seen in me life."

"Aye, she is fast," Evelyn said. "An' beautiful. Wat are we going ter name her?"

"The Dragon."

Evelyn's eyes grew wide.

Jack smirked proudly at Evelyn. She smiled right back at him.

The next morning, as Evelyn was lying in bed, she heard creaking sound, like wood scraping against a rock. She shot up and ran out of the cabin. She started to ascend the steps out of the Captain's cabin when the ship lurched starboard. She saw Jack slumped over the helm, waking up when she emerged on deck.

"What the..." He looked around, confused. Suddenly, his eyes went wide as the boom on the foremast nearly knocked him over. "Bloody Hell!" He screamed leaping out of the way. "How did this happen!"

They were half a mile from land, the ship resting on a small reef. Jack could see a shark circling near by. Wonderful.

"Ye fell asleep! Ye fell asleep!" She was screaming at him now. She started shaking him by the shoulders. He stared at her, more shocked at what he had done than the fact that she was screaming at him.

The next week was a blur for Captain Jack Sparrow. He and Evelyn ran out of food and drinking water, which didn't take but a day. The East India Company was apparently picking up much needed supplies in Nassau.

Jack sat in the cabin silently fuming. How could I have let this happen?

He started getting very dizzy. He could tell his body was reacting to the lack of food and water. He suddenly remembered that Evelyn was asleep on the bed behind him. He stood slowly, fighting the nausea that threatened to take him down. He tried shaking her. "Evelyn!" He tried to shout but all he could manage was a whisper. She didn't move. He placed a hand under her nose. Her breath was weak. The heat, exhaustion, and lack of food was killing her.

Jack had stripped Evelyn down to her skivvies trying to cool her down. He brought some water up and poured it into a tub, and slowly sat her in it, knowing that her skin would absorb the water, preventing any further dehydration.

Evelyn stirred when the cold sea water coated her skin. She let out a weak moan. Jack sat behind her and held her head against his chest, splashing water on her face. He ran a hand through her hair.

"It's goin' ter be alright, luv."

Jack walked the deck of the ship in the moonlight. His strength was weakening. He had nearly passed out at least a dozen times already. He fought against his body's need to rest. He was too worried about Evelyn.

He looked off the port bow and saw a slight disturbance in the water. Bloody sharks, he thought. The water started to bubble and splash, and a great ship rose from the depths of the sea. As it landed on the surface, it's wake shook Jack's ship off the reef. Alarm ran through his mind. The damage to the hull was so intense that the ship was taking on water fast. He could hear water rushing into the hold.

Before he could run to Evelyn, he was transported on to the great, barnacled ship. Evelyn's motionless form slumped to the deck beside him. He knew at once what it was. The Flying Dutchman. He had thought it to be a myth. Davy Jones and his ship had been claiming the souls of sailors for centuries. And he and Evelyn were next.

AN: Please tell me what you think whether you're a first time reader, or just rereading for the changes!