When the crew first began their journey, they didn't find the storm too bad. But a week into itthey began to realize just what they were getting themselves into. Jessica fought along side of most of the men, but Jack found that her eyes were strong enough to land her in the crows nest. With the high winds and lightning, it was the job most avoided. But she could see the large rocks that seemed to appear out of nowhere. Occasionally she would have to help steer the ship with Jack's compass. But ultimately she stayed in the crows nest, holding on for dear life and looking around the untamed sea to find the small islands and rocks.

"Cap'n says you're to rest," Fredrick, an older man, growled out to her as he reached the top.

She decided to not complain, just this once. She had barely gotten four hours of sleep the entire week. There were very few chances to get a rest. And the storm was only getting worse. When she reached the deck, she carefully made her way over to the helm. Jack was staring intently ahead, keeping the ship straight. Jessica scooped up his compass and opened it, making sure they were on course. She pointed a little to the right and he nodded, moving the ship.

"I thought I gave orders for ye to sleep," he called out to her through the deafening wind.

"Aye. But when is the last time you got sleep, Cap'n?"

He looked over at her for a moment before shifting uncomfortably. "Get below deck and enjoy a bit of sleep."

"And why would I do that? I'll steer, you get some rest. Come back up and I will take my rest."

"No! I am to remain at the helm."

"The Pearl needs a functioning Captain to sail her. Savvy?"

"I am still functioning, thank you very much."

"Not in a few hours. This storm steals all of your energy, and we run on no food, remember? Every hour we get into this storm, we get closer to gaining our beating hearts. That means we will feel thirst and hunger and need for rest."

"Get below!"

She glared at him and carefully made her way under. When she finally reached her hammock, she settled in and fell asleep to the thrashing movements of the tortured Pearl.

"Jess!"

"Wha'?" she groaned, the sounds of the storm beginning to filter into her sleeping body.

"We need you on deck!"

Jessica looked at Anamaria and nodded, quickly standing. She felt some soreness and a touch of hunger. Grabbing Ana, she looked straight into her eyes. "Are we there?"

"We are close. We can feel it."

Both ran onto the deck and began to help keep the boat afloat. The crushing waves were much larger than the Pearl, but Jack managed to keep to the tips of them or sail away before they crashed down. Already Jess could see that a few of the men had been lost. Running to secure a broken line, she latched onto a rope and held tight. A wave rolled over the deck, knocking everyone over. Those like Jessica were lucky enough to have been holding a rope or railing. Anamaria wasn't lucky enough and was quickly swept overboard.

"Man overboard!" cried one of the men, but no one made a move to help her.

Jessica ran to the side of the railing, watching as Anamaria was slowly pulled away from the ship. She grabbed and rope and was about to tie it around her waist when Jack grabbed it. He quickly wrapped it around his waist and handed her the other end. "Don' let go, love."

She nodded and he jumped. As fast as she could, she wrapped the rope once around the railing and held tight. The crew watched as both Captain and First Mate were dragged under water, both barely making it back up each time. Finally Jack grabbed Ana and tried to make his way back. Jessica pulled on the rope as fast as she could, two crew members joining her in her efforts. It took a long time, but eventually the Captain lay on the deck with Ana coughing next to him.

"Both of you, below deck now."

They looked at Jessica like she had lost her mind.

"I am the Captain here, love. I agree that Anamaria must go, but I…"

Jessica hit him hard in the head with a nearby piece of wood, probably from a broken barrel. Jack fell back, completely knocked out. Anamaria held up her hands in surrender as Jessica raised the wood again. Both women helped the man back into his quarters. They stripped him to his pants and Ana stayed while Jessica left to give orders.

Jack groaned as his senses returned to him. What had happened? As he opened his eyes he felt a throbbing in his head. Had he had too much to drink?

"You're awake," Anamaria softly spoke from beside him. Wait, why was Ana in his bed?

"Wh-what happened?" he grumbled, sitting up. To his relief he still had his pants on.

"You saved my life and we came back here to rest."

"I wouldn't have… JESSICA!" he yelled.

"She's busy steering the Pearl to a nearby port."

"What do you mean a port?"

She leaned closer to him and put her hand over his heart. His beating heart. Oh.

"When did we get out?"

"A few hours after she knocked you out. It calmed a little and she focused on finding a port. Everyone on board is starving and thirsty."

"Does anyone know where we are?"

"It's light out. Until we see a port or the stars, we have no idea where we are."

"Is she still using the compass?"

"I expect so," she shrugged. "I haven't really been on deck since I was ordered to get my rest from both you and her."

Jack quickly stood intent on going on deck. Unfortunately Anamaria stood in his way. "Get out of my way!"

"Jessica says you should get more rest."

"Last time I checked, I was still Captain of the Pearl. Move out of my way."

"Technically, we all pledged our alliance to Jessica," Ana grinned, a sinister look in her eyes.

"A mutineer," he spat out, drawing his sword. "I repeat, out of my way."

"I haven't mutinied against ye, Jack."

"Then step aside."

Apparently she took his cold tone seriously. He quickly walked by her and out of his cabin, a fire burning in his dark brown eyes.

"Jessica!"

The mentioned woman looked down at the fuming pirate as he walked out from underneath her. "Aye?"

"I need to exchange some words with ye, savvy?"

"O' course, Cap'n," she gave him a cheeky grin.

When he had her alone at the side of the ship, he grabbed her roughly by the shoulders and leaned in close. "I have been hearing some mutinous winds."

"Perhaps that was simply your dinner gone down wrong, Cap'n," she cocked an eyebrow, her lips half lifting in an amused grin.

"Don' toy with me, Jessie. I'm Captain Jack Sparrow."

"I thought we'd already gotten past introductions, Cap'n."

"I said stop toyin', ye bloody wench."

"It seems the sea has brought back your loose tongue. You forget your place, Captain Sparrow."

"You're the one taking over my post."

"We never would have made it out with you in your sorry state."

"Would too," he pouted.

She chuckled at his look, shaking her head slowly. "Have no fears where I'm concerned, Captain. I am simply here to catch a ride back to life. And I am here. Next stop, a port."

"You're leaving the Pearl so soon?" his eyes widened in surprise.

"A moment ago you were remarking on my mutinous hold on your crew, and now you look appalled that I would leave? You truly are a confusing man, Jack Sparrow."

"Yet ye still love me, eh love?"

She rolled her eyes and walked past him. "In your dreams, Sparrow."

"How'd you guess?" he grinned boyishly, quickly matching her pace towards the helm.

"I suppose the only time you are sober is in your dreams, thus I must conclude that you could only think of something other than the Pearl, rum, or gold when you are sleeping," she responded with a high class tone, her nose pointed up almost comically.

Jack grinned, his head tilted to the side in curiosity. "That's a nice trick, lass."

"Who said it was a trick?" she sniffed, brushing past him.

"Ah, perhaps the ship ye went down on wasn't a pirate ship as I assumed. Perhaps it was a passenger ship for a royal family. What did ye say your surname was?"

"I never did," she grinned.

He stepped in front of her and leaned in, his breath running over her face. "Hows about ye tell ol' Jack now?"

She leaned in even closer until his eyes slid half closed. "How about… not."

Jack watched in shock as she walked away from him calmly. He blinked a few times before turning his attention to the staring Anamaria. "Back to work!"

"Oh, and Captain?" Jessica sweetly called back without turning around.

"Aye?"

"Perhaps you should try chewing some mint or sugarcane. Your breath alone could take out the Kraken."

Anamaria laughed where she was cleaning the deck.

"Women," he mumbled, going over to steer his precious Pearl.

That was a bit longer than my other chapters. I think. Actually, I am pretty sure of it. Hope you liked it. I know the whole escape from hell part happened too fast, but it is up to you whether Jack and Jessica get together or Jack and Elizabeth. Of course, now Jack needs to find his friends who are trying to save him. Any preferences as to who gets Jack?