LC: Okay well three reviews…… well that's good enough for me! Here's the second Chapter! Oh and there are gonna be a lot of flash backs, the flashbacks will appear in italics.

Jack Sparrow: LC doesn't own POTC and she certainly doesn't own me! Thank God!

(A/N: So, this was supposed to be a Drama, but then I realized that you cannot do a hard core drama with Jack Sparrow….. cause he's Capt. Jack Sparrow! So there's a bit o' comedy in there!)

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When the sun finally rose and the storming had ceased, Captain Jack Sparrow took a final swig of his rum and walked out on deck to address his crew. But after his eyes adjusted to the brightness of day, he saw that there was no crew. Jack looked wildly from side to side, but there was still no crew in sight, not even Cotton's parrot. So Jack swaggered down to the crew's quarters to see every single one of his crewmembers sleeping.

"What are you dogs still doing dreaming!" he shouted loudly.

The Captain chuckled to himself, as he watched his crew spring to life and franticly race to their posts up on deck. As Jack was looking around enjoying himself immensely for the first time that day, something caught his eye. It was one of his crewmembers, whose name he had never cared to remember, still fast asleep in his tattered gray hammock. Grabbing a nearby mop, Jack made his way to where his unconscious crewman lay. Jack arched an eyebrow and a look of mild disgust appeared on his face when he beheld the ungodly amount of drool he had produced while sleeping. Rolling his eyes, Jack prodded the man forcefully with the mop handle.

"Wakey, wakey," said Jack sternly.

The man's eyes opened slowly at first, but after he rubbed them and saw who it was that had awoken him, his eyes shot open and a look of horror plastered itself to his face.

"You'll be mopping this place up today," said Jack, thrusting the mop into the man's shaking hands, " you can start with your chin."

Jack returned back on the deck, now content with the busily working crew. While he was making his way to the bow of the boat, he saw Gibbs walking towards him.

" Ahoy Captain, might I have a word with ye," Gibbs said pocketing his rum canteen, "In private," he added looking around at the crew.

Jack shot a puzzled look at Gibbs, before nodding, and motioning him to follow him into his quarters.

After they arrived, Jack sat down and crossed his feet upon his desk.

"So what is it you be wanting mate?" he asked, looking skeptic.

"Well Jack," Gibbs took a swig of his rum to clear his throat, " I was just wonderin' if ye knew where we be going."

Jack sat up, " What do you mean, I gave you a heading didn't I?"

"It's just that, last time you gave us a heading we sort of just wondered around the sea," Gibbs explained, fidgeting a bit, " You see the crew's been getting' a bit restless, if they don't get some treasure on them soon, I fear for the worst."

"Worst being what?" asked Jack fearing the answer.

" Well mutiny, sir," Gibbs replied.

Jack stuck out his tongue, followed by the word 'bleh'.

"Well I guess it's lucky for me that I happen to know exactly where I'm going," said Jack, pasting on a smile while showing Gibbs the way out.

"Good. Where are we going?" asked Gibbs as he was being pushed out on deck.

"Well, that," Jack stuttered, "it's a ummm… surprise! Yes a surprise, I wouldn't want to be ruining it for you so you can be goin' on your way! Bye."

"But-" started Gibbs, but he was cut off by Jack, who quickly shut the door.

Jack stood with his back against the door, "Well I best figure out where we're goin', then I."

So Jack flopped down into his chair, and looking at his map, tried to figure out what to do. But what he soon found out was that his thoughts would take him in a different direction.

For as long as he had been alive, Jack had been living in Carvala, a small town on one of the islands in the Caribbean. But Jack had also wanted to be of the sea, it was in his blood. His father had left before he was born, to go pirating. What his mother had told him, was that he was a great captain of a grand ship. But he was restless, and could not stay on land for long, that was why he left. As for Jack's mother she died when he was around the age of seven, so now that he was in his late teens, he had learned to take care of himself. He didn't have much to live here for, he had been doing some odd jobs so he could earn enough money to buy a boat that would take him far away. He planned to sail to Tortuga, he had learned that it was a haven for pirates and he figured that he could start his life of piracy there.

Yet there was another reason he stayed, Rosette Baker. He sure hadn't counted her in his calculations, but once they had met they were inseparable. She was the most beautiful creature he had every laid eyes on, long, curly locks of raven hair flowed from her head down to her waist, she had fair skin that made her seem to glow, and a smile that could charm a fish out of the ocean. But the thing that captured his heart the most was her eyes. They were blue green and they filled him with a sense wonder and longing, just as the sea did.

Rosette's family were the owners of a bakery, with the last name of Baker, what else would they do? Rosette worked in the bakery daily and was greatly admired by all the young boys and they came in the shop often to buy things. But when she wasn't working she spent her time with Jack, it had to be in secret though. For Rosette's father, like the rest of the town, knew that Jack had in him the blood of a pirate. Her father would have kept her locked up just knowing that she looked at him, let alone be meeting with him.

In fact, at the moment Jack was waiting for her at the beach.

"Good evening, kind sir," said the voice of Rosette behind him.

" Now, now Ettey," he called her Ettey for short, "I'm goin' to be a ruthless pirate, I can't be havin' you calling me kind."

" Well, I guess I can't call you sir then either," she said playfully leaning close to him.

Jack laughed in exchange for that comment and pulled her down onto the ground. Squealing, Rosette fell upon the soft sand beside him. He put his arm around her as they spent the next few hours flirting playfully with each other. But as the sun began to set, it was time for them to part.

"Sorry I have to be going, you ruthless scalawag," she laughed, as she stood up brushing the sand from her dress, " I need to be getting back before I'm missed."

"You'll be missed here, love, " Jack commented putting on a sad face, and standing up beside her. "I'll see you tomorrow then?" he asked moving her hair behind her ear.

"We'll see," Rosette answered. She gave him a peck on the cheek, and blushing, she turned and quickly made her way home.

Jack stood there watching her until she was too far ahead for him to see. She did not return the next day, but when she did meet him two days later, he was told why. That day would change his life forever.

Captain Sparrow broke out of his trance, rubbing the bridge of his nose he tried to clear his brain, so he could think of what he could do. He looked around his room, hoping for it to bestow upon him an idea. When his eyes set themselves upon his gun, he gave a wicked smile.

Jack walked out on deck, now that he had finished concocting his plan to satisfy the hungry crew. Breathing in the salty ocean air, he walked around the Pear surveying the work being done. As he was doing this Gibbs came up to him, but he was ready for him now.

"Excuse me Captain but I've never been one for surprises, might you tell us were we be goin'?" Gibbs asked rather loudly, so all the crew now turned their heads in Jack's direction.

Jack, now feeling all eyes upon him, cleared his throat.

"Well, you see to the north there is a small island, now this is no ordinary island mates. This said island is home of the mass producers of artillery and gunpowder." Jack explained to his crew.

"But we already have more than enough, for our cannons and guns," shouted one of his crewmen from the back. This comment was followed by many an 'Aye' from the rest of the crew.

"Right, I am aware of that, but do you know who buys their product?" Jack asked aloud, pointing a finger at them and squinting his eyes.

The crew had to think about this for a moment. Soon Gibbs broke the silence.

" The navy," Gibbs answered greatly fearing what Jack could possibly be thinking.

"Exactly!" Jack exclaimed, " Do you have any idea of how much bloody gold they rake in from the navy? They're always needing more supplies! If we could get our hands on that, we could be some of the richest pirates in the world! Savvy?"

After a moment or two of silence from the crew, Gibbs spoke up.

"That's about the daftest thing!" he yelled, "The whole island must be swarming with navy!"

"True," Jack continued not the bit unsettled by Gibbs' comment, "but do you also know how furious they will be when they learn that a band of pirates went right under their noses and got rich. Besides when have you ever known me not to be daft?"

When the idea of miffing the navy had finally sunk in, the whole boat, was filled with cheers. All except for Gibbs who shook his head smiling uneasily.

"This won't be easy Jack," he sighed.

"I know, that's what makes it exciting," Jack said, patting Gibbs on the shoulder.

LC: well …. This is cheesey…… hope you all are enjoying it. Thanks for the reviews. I think I got almost everything figured out now, I just need to decide how to do the end, I know how it ends I just don't know how to do it. Anywayzzzz have any of you read the Young Jack Sparrow novels? I want to read them but I'm afraid they'll be stupid….. so if any of you have read them please tell me how they are. Thanx.

Jack: Plz R&R! I'll give you a kiss if you do!