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They had been out on the ship for two days. Amelia was being taught how to steer the ship by Jack. His hands were over hers as she held the helm. Will looked on a little disapprovingly but said nothing about it. But he raised a very different subject.

"When I was a lad living in England, my mother raised me by herself. After she died, I came out here, looking for my father." He began sharpening his sword.

"Is that so?" Jack asked, his tone showed he didn't really care. Amelia said nothing but she glanced at Will. Jack was pressed close to her and she was starting to like it.

"My father, Will Turner. At the jail, it was only after you learned my name that you agreed to help. Since that's what I wanted, I didn't press the matter. I'm not a simpleton, Jack. You knew my father." Will persisted.

"I knew 'im. Probably one the few who knew him as William Turner. Everyone else just called him Bootstrap or Bootstrap Bill."

"Bootstrap?"

"Good man. Good pirate. I swear you look just like him."

"It's not true. He was a merchant sailor. A good, respectable man who obeyed the law."

"He was a bloody pirate, a scallywag."

"My father was not a pirate." Will said drawing his sword.

"Put it away, son. It's not worth you getting beat again." Jack said still not looking at him.

"Again?" Amelia asked earning a smirk from Jack.

"Tell ya later." He said.

"You didn't beat me. You ignored the rules of engagement. In a fair fight, I'd killed you." Will said, his sword still pointing at Jack.

"Then that's not much incentive for me to fight fair, then, is it?" Jack moved the helm so that the yard caught Will and swung him out over the sea.

"Jack!" Amelia gasped. Jack prevented her from bringing him back on board.

"Now, as long as you're just hanging there, pay attention. The only rules that really matter are these? what a man can do and what a man can't do. For instance, you can accept that your father was a pirate and a good man or you can't. But pirate is in your blood, boy, so you'll have to square with that someday. Now, me, for example, I can let you drown but I can't bring this ship into Tortuga all by me onesy, savvy? So?" Jack let Amelia swing him back on board and he handed Will his sword.

"Can you sail under the command of a pirate? Or can you not?" Jack asked.

"Tortuga?"

"Tortuga."

That night Amelia stood at the railing looking out over the water.

"What be you doing standing here all by your onesy?" Jack asked, sneaking up behind her and scaring her half to death. He laughed as she jumped.

"Don't you ever do that again!" she said glaring at him.

"And what do you think you will do if I do?" Jack asked turning her around and wrapping his arms around her waist.

"This." And she proceeded to slap him as hard as she could. She slapped him so hard he turned halfway around.

"I didn't deserve that." He said as he turned to face her.

"I think you did." Amelia said smiling at him.

"Then I say you deserve some payback of your own." Jack said smirking.

"What are you—" But she was interrupted when Jack pressed his lips on hers. She didn't react at first but then she melted into it. Jack began running his hands down her back and she snapped out of her daze. She pushed him away.

"What the hell do you think your doing?" she asked wiping her mouth.

"You sure seemed to like it." Jack replied smirking.

Amelia blushed. Jack tried to get close to her again but she moved out of the way.

She turned around and started walking to her cabin.

"Where ya goin', love?" Jack asked grabbing her arm. She swung around and slapped him again.

"Don't touch me." She said and continued to her cabin.

"More importantly, it is indeed a sad life that has never breathed deep this sweet, proliferous bouquet that is Tortuga, savvy? What do you think?" they had just gotten to Tortuga. It had taken them about three days to get there and Amelia had ignored Jack for all of them. They walked through town, seeing drunks and whores everywhere. Amelia made a face as she stepped over someone who had passed out.

"It'll linger." Will said.

"I'll tell you mate, if every town in the world were like this one, no man would ever feel unwanted." Jack said as they neared the town square. They saw a women walk up to them.

"Scarlett!" Jack said. She slapped him hard and he turned half way around.

"Not sure I deserved that." He said. Amelia eyed him. Another woman came up to them.

"Giselle!" He said grinning.

"Who was she?" Giselle asked.

"What?" he asked before Giselle slapped him. "I may have deserved that."

Amelia rolled her eyes and started to walk away.

"You don't want to be doing that, love." Jack called after her.

She said "I'm just going back to the ship."

"Cant allow you to do that."

"And why not?"

"We have business to do first." Jack put an arm around her waist. Amelia pulled her gun on him.

"I told you to not touch me."

"I thought you meant then." Amelia removed his arm and stood by Will.

"Something happened?" Will whispered to her.

"I'd rather not talk about it, if it's all the same to you." She said.

"Well let's go then." Jack said eyeing her.

They came upon a man sleeping with pigs. Jack threw a bucket of water on him.

"Curse you for breathing, you slack-jawed idiot! Mother's love! Jack! You should know better than to wake a man when he's sleeping. 'S bad luck." The man they had just woken up yelled. He sat up as Jack sat on his bucket.

"Ah, fortunately I know how to counter it. The man who did the waking buys, the man who was sleeping, a drink. The man who was sleeping drinks it while listening to a proposition from the man who did the waking." Jack countered doing his trademark smirk. The man they had woken up looked confused.

"Aye, that'll about do it." They stood and Will threw another bucket of water on him.

"Blast! I'm already awake!"

"That was for the smell." Will said, earning a giggle from Amelia. They made their way to a tavern and Jack told them "Keep a sharp eye." He then sat at a table with Gibbs. Amelia stood next to Will, leaning against a pillar. They tried to listen to Jack's conversation as best they could, what with all the noise. They got distracted when a drunk took a hold of Amelia's arm and tried to pull her to dance with him. Will pried the drunk off of her and put an arm around her shoulder protectively.

"The kid?" they heard Gibbs say.

"That is the child of Bootstrap Bill Turner. His only child, savvy?" Jack said.

"Is he, now? Leverage, says you. I think I feel a change in the wind, Says I. I'll find us a crew. There's bound to be some sailors on this rock crazy as you." Gibbs replied.

"One can only hope. Take what you can?" Jack said toasting Gibbs.

"Give nothing back." Gibbs finished. They clanked their tankards and drained them.

The next morning, they stood before a row of sailors. They were on the docks.

"Feast your eyes, Captain. All of them, faithful hands before the mast, every man worth his salt. And crazy to boot." Gibbs said.

"This is your able-bodied crew?" Will asked Jack. Jack ignored him and started down the line. He stopped in front of an old man with a parrot on his shoulder.

"You, sailor!" he said.

"Cotton, sir." Gibbs said.

"Mr. Cotton, do you have the courage and fortitude to follow orders and stay true in the face of danger and almost certain death? Mr. Cotton! Answer, man!" Jack said.

"He's a mute, sir. Poor devil had his tongue cut out," here Cotton opened his mouth to show no tongue, "so he trained the parrot to talk for him. No one's yet figured how." Gibbs said thoughtfully. Jack turned to the parrot.

"Mr. Cotton's... parrot. Same question." He said.

"Wind in the sails! Wind in the sails!" Jack turned to Gibbs with a questioning look.

"Mostly, we figure, that means yes." Gibbs said.

"Of course it does." Jack turned to Will.

"Satisfied?" he asked.

"Well, you've proved they're mad." Will replied.

"And what's the benefit for us?" asked a distinctly feminine voice. Jack walked down to the person with his head down. He took off the hat covering their face to reveal a woman who immediately slapped him after he said her name.

"Let me guess, you didn't deserve that one either?" Amelia asked raising an eyebrow.

"No that one I deserved." He said as Anamaria nodded fiercely.

"You stole my boat!" she said.

"Actually—" here she slapped his again, "borrowed. Borrowed without permission. But with every intention of bringing it back to you."

"But you didn't!"

"You'll get another one." Jack said trying to fend off her anger.

"A better one." Will butted in.

"A better one!" Jack agreed.

"That one." Amelia said pointing to the Interceptor.

"What one? That one!" Jack asked her. She smiled sweetly at him and her turned back to Anamaria. "Aye, that one. What say you?"

"Aye." The crew yelled.

"Anchors aweigh." The parrot said.

"No, no, no, no, no, it's frightful bad luck to bring a woman aboard, sir." Gibbs said. Jack caught Amelia's look and said "It'd be far worse not to."

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