MUST READ!

I want you to know, THEY ARE NOT ON THE BLACK PEARL! JACK IS TRYING TO GET IT BACK FROM BARBOSSA AND WILL IS THERE BECAUSE HE WANTS TO SAVE ELIZABETH.

CORTEZ WAS A PRIVATEER THEY CAME ACROSS, KNOCKED OUT, AND PUT IN THE BRIG FOR FURTHER USE. ALL OF CORTEZ'S CREW IS NOW ON THE SHIP THAT JACK COMMANDEERED, WHICH IS CALLED THE "KRAKEN"! COMMODORE DAVID THORSBY IS A MAN IN SEARCH OF A WIFE AND COULDN'T HELP HIMSELF WHEN HE SAW DANNY! A.K.A. DANICA! NOT DANIELA!

Ok so now you know everything that I thought you would be confused by.

OH AND ALEX IN CHAPTER 4 IS PROPERTY OF SUPERGIRL! -- (oh, yeah I have a question for you concerning somethingabout this character:))

(He'll be back!)

-RANDOMNESS FROM JULI'S MIND-

Juli: Did you read the memo?

Jack: Of course they did, luv, just get on with the story so I can have something to entertain me while I have me wonderful rum.

Elizabeth: Rum is a vile drink that makes even the most respectable men horrible creatures.

Juli: Who told you that?

Jack: That horrible person lied to you, Elizabeth.

-Elizabeth looks into Jack's eyes longingly-

--Elizabeth disappears--

Juli: THAT WAS SOMETHING I DID NOT LIKE IN THE MOVIE!

Jack: Oh, sorry, the scriptwriter needed to add romance, and for some odd reason it was between Elizabeth and I.

Juli:... I write your thoughts in this story, you know that right?

Jack: Of course

Juli: I also know that you hate eunuchs. Do you, according to want to be a man or boy whose testes are nonfunctioning or have been removed?

Jack: I'll stick to the rum, luv --swings at the bottle-- Now start the chapter!

Chapter 7- A Little Bit Of Romance

Song you should listen to while reading this chapter- I'll Be Your Crying Shoulder- Goo Goo Dolls and Lips Like Morphine- Kill Hannah and maybe even Love Bites- Def Leppard

Danny's POV

After a while of trying to get Jack to stop following Commodore David, because it was useless and did not help us on our way to finding Jesse, or Elizabeth, or the Black Pearl.

But all Jack did was reply, "I have a feeling about him, luv" and he turned back to the flawless blue Caribbean. I looked away, and asked myself what I would use to make Jack not go in pursuit of Commodore David. I'll just replay what we have to do, he seems to get sidetracked a lot.

"Fine! Be that way! But in the end, a pirate's feeling is that of gold. You'll probably find him and he'll be very wealthy, you'll steal all his money, get yourself a new ship, because, frankly, the Kraken is not the best ship. Then Will won't be happy, because by now Elizabeth could be dead, Suze would be furious and Paul will be delighted that he's spending more time than expected with Suze. Cortez will wake up and-"

Jack put his finger to my lips and I just looked down at his warm finger. Then he said, "Luv, this feeling's different. It's not the "pirate feeling". I feel like-"

"Captain! Commodore David Thorsby is the Commodore of Jamaica!" Mr. Gibbs said, running up to Jack on deck. He is obviously blind to the fact that Jack and I are trying to have a conversation.

"Brilliant," Jack answered, smirking and turning back to the wheel. He immediately turned East to Jamaica. He knew where he was going.

It was pointless to talk to him now.

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At around nine o clock, when the sun was set and the anchor was dropped, I returned back on deck. Jack was standing at the same spot I had left him. He had a far off gaze in his eyes as he was looking off into the distance, to the sea.

I sighed and walked up the stairs to the Captain's steering wheel and looked out to the sea myself.

It was a clear night, without a cloud in the night sky. I saw the North star and smiled.

"The North star… Brings back memories," Jack said suddenly, when he noticed I was looking to the sky.

Those memories were amazing. When Jack and I were still at home, in St. Elizabeth we would stare at the sky on nights like this and talk about what we wanted to do when we were allowed to leave home. Jack said he loved the sea and wanted to sail all seven of them. I told him I wanted to go with him and we would both be rich, because we were both brought up in the poorest island in the Caribbean.

I smiled and sighed, " Yes, Jack… Yes it does." I looked back at Jack who smiled back at me and put his arm around my shoulders.

"I sailed all seven of the seas. My dreams were met, but yours weren't . You only sailed with me through half of my adventures and we aren't exactly what anyone would call rich. I'm sorry Danny. I'm sorry that you had to be a mediator with all those ghosts haunting you ever moment of the day," Jack sighed as he brought me closer to his chest.

"I told you that I don't see them anymore. I don't know why. Only when I go on land do I see some odd ghosts here and there, yet I never see any on the sea. Some ghost told me that's because if a pirate or merchant dies on the sea, he automatically goes to Davy Jones. That was the first time I heard of him," I started, I realised I was babbling. All I saw was Jack looking right back at me.

What I didn't realise was that he was moving closer to my face, locking his eyes with mine.

"I don't know since when. I don't know why suddenly all the ghosts are-" but Jack silenced me because of how close his lips were to mine. I looked at them, he looked at me and then we both gave in.

The kiss lasted around thirty seconds, and what an amazing kiss it was. But then, Jack broke away and ran to his cabin.

Suze's POV

When I woke up it was dark out, there was a candle next to my bed, and another person in the bed next to me.

Please oh god, make this person Jesse. All I want to go is go home and cuddle in our small apartment where there was heating and nice, warm, woolly, blankets. And especially no bugs. Of course there was the odd ant here and there, but that was nothing compared to what a pig's sty the Kraken was.

I prefer not to get into details.

I looked to my left, there was Paul hugging the wall while he slept.

Hmm… Interesting, he learned some manners in his early twenties. That makes him hotter.

I am so going through a phase. Where I find men who tried to kill me hot. Unbelievable the human brain.

Then I realised: I'm. In. The. Same. Bed. As. Paul. I jumped out of the bed, and shook myself. I felt like I was losing my sanity.

I felt like I needed fresh air so I went up on deck.

When I got there, Danny was sitting all alone on the stairs up to the Captain stirring wheel. She looked bothered and she was crying.

As I silently walked up to her I heard her mumble, "What did I do wrong?". Then I stepped on a loose floorboard and it sweaked. Danny immediately looked up and smiled at me obviously trying to hide her embarrassment and her unhappiness.

I half smiled at her and sat down next to her.

"You feeling better?" Danny asked, swallowing.

I nodded and answered, "Yup I am. I'm just not used to the sea like you and Jack seem to be."

Danny nodded as her eyes teared up again and she started to cry again into her hands. That's how I knew it had to do with Jack. I saw the ways he looked at her with his eyes filled with love, and the way she looked at him like as if he was the one thing that helped her stay alive and not go completely insane. They were obviously meant for each other. Yet Jack's play boy ways didn't help the situation.

"What did Jack do?" I asked reluctantly.

Danny swallowed and responded, "Well we were reminiscing again about our childhoods and then I just started babbling, like most girls do when they're nervous and then Jack… he…."

"What did he do?"

"He kissed me" Danny replied teary. She started sobbing as she put her head on her knees and her hands on top of her head. I tapped her on the back a few times and sighed.

"What's the problem with that?" I asked, finally bringing up the question that Danny must have been dreading.

"Then he just pulled away and walked away without talking or even looking at me!" Danny whispered furiously. She shook her head and continued crying.

"It's all going to be okay. Men are complex, you can't think that they're going to kiss you and think that they love you. They always have confusion floating around with them," I answered, "And the best relationship is the type of relationship that can with hold a lot of confusion and PMS".

Danny laughed and stood up.

I laughed too and we both went back to sleep.

Jack's POV

Back in my cabin, I tried to preoccupy myself with the variety of maps on the navigation table.

Tortuga is here, I thought to myself as I pointed to the island on the map, then I looked at the X to the right of the island, and the treasure should be here. Ok, why am I doing this? We aren't even looking for buried treasure, we're looking for Barbossa so Will can be reunited with his bonnie lass. We're looking for Commodore David Thorsby, and I want to be on my ship again, sailing the seas. Without Danny.

Who am I kidding? That kiss had changed everything. I raised my feet onto the table and leaned back on my stair, rethinking our situation.

What was I thinking? I was happy with Danny and I just being friends and me being able to have my fun with the women in Tortuga. Of course, it killed me when Danny knew that I had spent the night with a whore, then the looks she gave me. She caused me guilt.

The kiss was amazing, sensual, magnificent, and everything I thought it would be and more. Danny obviously enjoyed the kiss, but she probably won't make that big of a deal of it. She's always been a very reserved yet outgoing person. Being happy was her cover-up.

When her father had died from a fall from a cliff, she was extremely miserable. Yet she put on her cover-up happy face and mood, and continued with her life. Only I could see that she was not content, and I came to her rescue when I could tell that she would start crying if something else horrible happened.

When I broke away from the kiss, I could feel the confused aura surrounding Danny. She looked on the verge of tears and as if she was going to go insane with all this confusion.

First I kiss her.

Then I pull away.

The reason? If I ever hurt Danny I would never be able to forgive myself. If we got married and then she found me in bed with another woman who I drunkenly agreed to sleeping with, she would definitely go into a depression.

Danny had always been a fighter, so she should be able to fight the confusing thoughts in her brain.

Danny's POV

I woke up in a relatively calm mood, and

I won't freak out and change today. I will act like nothing, whatsoever, happened between Jack and I last night. There was no kiss, there was no reminiscing, there wasn't even an arm pulling me into Jack's body. There was nothing.

I walked on the deck, greeted by the warm summer Caribbean sun and Mr. Gibbs of course. He made it second nature for himself to greet me and be polite to me, even with his thoughts that women should never be on ships. He grew to accept that there was no way Jack would ever throw me off the ship, or, come to think of it any other woman off the ship. Since I was on Jack's ship's often, I'm guessing I grew on Gibbs.

"Good morning' Danny," Gibbs said from the other side of the ship. Everyone stopped whatever they were doing. Everyone looked at me, smiled, and went back to work.

Someone told.

But who? Suze was still sleeping in the same bed as Paul, and it's a very cute sight I might add, so she obviously told no one. I looked around for Jack on the deck and he, surprisingly, was not on deck. I looked up to the sails and the crow's nest and he was no where to be found.

I walked to the Captain's cabin and knocked on the door. No one answered. "Jack, open up!". Still no answer. "I'm coming in!" I said as I opened the door. There was Jack lying in bed, with an obvious over-load of rum.

He must have told everyone in a drunken slur.

"Dan--nny" Jack whispered, as his eyes opened and he smiled, "I'm sorry I hurt you, I didn't mean to kiss you. And… and, Danny I can't be with you. I would hurt you, and you would be miserable".

My eyes widened and I smiled, "Yes, Jack you mean that," I replied sarcastically because he did not mean that. He could never hurt me, but activities him and some other girls might go through together would hurt me.

I held his head in my hands, then I helped him sit up in his bed. I fluffed the pillow, stood it up on the end of the bed, as it was being held up by the wall, and gently put his head on the pillow, with a sad smile to myself.

"Luv, I love three things, and all of them make me… me drink like this….," Jack slurred, looking at me with what seemed to be longing in his eyes. No, that couldn't be, it was wishful thinking.

Then, Alex from Cortez's crew suddenly barged into Jack's cabin. He asked, "Is the Captain alright? Is there anything I can help with?". Alex reminded me of Jesse, and since I was a shifter, and I could travel between time periods, I could probably see someone like Suze getting together with Alex. Personally, the good boys never interested me much.

I looked at Jack who was muttering to himself in an inaudible tongue, and I asked Alex, "Can you get me a bucket of fresh water, not sea water?"

Alex nodded and went to go get some fresh water. When he came back I ripped some of my pant leg off and took the fabric, dipped it in the cool water, and put it on Jack's forehead. Jack continued muttering to himself as I patted his forehead.

Eventually he fell asleep and I stood there all day. Looking at Jack and asking myself if he really meant those words he spoke. The ones that might fix up this mess and help us both be happy.

"I love you"

I'm not the best at romance, but I think I did a pretty good job... Do you think so, too?

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--Julii