LC: (singing) 'If you like pina coladas, and getting caught in the rain, if your not into yoga, if you have half a brain, if you-' (looks around) (cough) sorry about that… it's stuck in my head… you know… a hem… anyway, I'm just gonna go on to the chapter shall I? Ok.

Jack: LC doesn't own POTC, and apparently doesn't own the pina colada song either, savvy?

The great captain Jack sighed tiredly as he settled into his bed that night. He was thinking that he was quite lucky to think of where to go just in time. While he was looking around at the shadows that the pale moonlight created in his room, a thought struck him. He wasn't really sure how he would actually do this. Jack shrugged his shoulders, he'd figure this out in the morning, they still had a full day before they arrived, and twenty four hours seemed like enough time to come up with some sort of plan. So he pulled his tattered hat over his eyes, and fell into an unwanted dream.

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Young Jack sat on the course sand in Carvala, he was weaving rope. He had been hired by some of the sailors to weave rope for them. They weren't paying him much, but then again he didn't need much, just a bit more money and he would be able to buy himself his own boat. But once he had the boat, what then? He couldn't just leave her. Could she come with him? No, along with a pirate at sea was no place for Rosette. It was a cold, hard fact, she could not come with him.

But he could stay with her? It was possible, he could learn a trade and earn an honest living. Could he give up the sea for her? In his heart, he new it would be hard, but he could do it. Besides she would do the same for him. Yes, he would stay. But he would still buy his boat all the same, he didn't want his hard work to go to waste, he could probably use it for fishing or something anyway.

Jack leaned back with his elbows resting in the sand. He was finally done. All this rope weaving was giving him blisters, not to mention it was bloody boring. He'd been weaving all this rope since yesterday, while he was waiting for Rosette. But she didn't come so he just worked.

He figured that they had a busy day at the bakery and she couldn't get away. But as much as he wanted to believe this he couldn't, a voice inside him told him that this was not so. And that was unsettling to him. He hoped she would come today so this feeling would end.

It was still early yet, so Jack headed off to the docks to sell his rope to the sailors. There was a tiny dispute about the price, they wanted it cheep. Jack didn't. After he haggled with the stubborn sailors about prices he finally got paid what wanted. He had a knack for talking people into prices, when he put a mind to it. As he walked back to the beach he took a detour through the town and while the stout owner of the apple stand was dozing off he swiped a few ripe apples. He pocketed one 'for later', as for the other he decided to eat it. He rubbed it on his shirt to give it a shine before sinking his teeth into the juicy fruit.

Jack was strolling down the street with his cheeks bulging a bit from the large bite of apple he had just taken, when Thomas Johnson walked towards him glaring fiercely in Jack's direction.

Jack peered around to see what he was glaring at, but when he saw no one around he assumed he was glaring at him.

Jack pointed to his full mouth, "'Avf y gof sumfin' om me fafe?" which translated to 'Have I got somethin' on my face?"

In reply to this, Thomas sneered and shook his head, before stomping off with a sour look on his face.

"Well that was awkward," Jack said swallowing, "I wonder what's wrong with the poor bugger?"

Thomas Johnson was from a very 'well off' family and they had a lot of power in the town, as a result he was very arrogant. Jack reckoned that he hadn't gotten something he wanted and that always put him in a foul mood.

When Jack passed the clearing onto the beach, his eyes caught sight of Rosette sitting in the sand watching the waves. This relieved him greatly to see her, but as he came closer she jumped and turned around. He could see that her eyes were swollen and red from tears and she looked terribly frightened.

Rosette got to her feet and ran over to him throwing her arms around his neck and holding him tight.

"Oh, Jack, I'm glad you're here,' she breathed.

"What's wrong love?" Jack whispered in her ear, returning her embrace.

"It's that Thomas Johnson," she sighed, her voice trembling, "oh I'm so afraid." She burred her face into his chest and sobbed, her body shaking terribly.

"Thomas? What did he do to you? Tell me what happened," he asked in shock, pulling her away from him and looking her in the eyes.

"Well he came by the shop yesterday," she said trying her best to stifle her tears, " and he asked me…. He asked me to marry him."

"What? What did you say?"

"Well I told him no, I told him that I didn't think of him that way, that's when…. When he got angry-," she let a few sobs escape before closing her eyes and calming herself down,"oh, Jack he got so angry! He started breaking things and yelling, and-." She began to weep again uncontrollably, letting out short gasps.

"He didn't hurt you did he!" Jack asked forcefully. But when Rosette looked up he noticed the fresh bruise on her right cheek.

"Oh Ettey….," Jack held her tightly to him, stroking her hair and letting her cry all she wanted onto him. Jack closed his eyes trying to hold back his current anger, and sadness that this had to happen to Ettey, his Ettey.

Once her crying had ceased, he was still filled with anger as he looked upon her face. How could someone do that to her?

"I'm just so scared Jack, he won't take no for an answer, and he has a lot of power here. He always gets what he wants," Rosette said.

"Don't worry love I'm going to get that son of a-" Jack was cut off by Rosette grabbing his arms with a frantic look on her face.

"Please Jack! Please don't do anything!" she pleaded, tears welling up in her eyes, " Please, he'll have you killed for sure, don't think for a second that he couldn't do that! He can Jack! He can…. And I couldn't bear to see you hanging from the gallows…. Please don't make me… please… promise me…. Promise me that you won't go after him! Please! Promise me you won't do anything!"

Jack looked into her eyes, he couldn't say 'no'.

"I Promise love… I promise."

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LC: Well that was short, but it's an important chapter! Sooo… I still need for Jack to figure out what to do about getting' passed the navy lol….. I'll update again as soon as I figure out! Any way thank you angelwingz21 and Katiiey for reviewing you both get a kiss from Jack!

Jack: (kiss)

LC: I'll get my kiss from him later….. eh? (nudge nudge) know what I mean? Huh? Nudge nudge ….Know what I mean?

Jack: Sigh … you just had to copy off Monty Python there….. do I have to do a disclaimer for that too?

LC: don't worry about it……(goes about sipping tea, and trying to come up with a plan to get the navy) hmmm we'll have to use the longboats I suppose….

Jack: well while I'm fightin' off the Monty Python's lawyers all by me onesy, please review….