The Beautiful Waves

Author: Mistress Daphine Zobar

Rating: "T"PG13 for language? Haha I don't know yet.

Pairings: Jack Sparrow/OC

Disclaimer: You all know I don't own anything. Not even the computer I use to type this. ;(

It was mid-afternoon by the time the Black Pearl reached the docks of Porte Fina. As the rest of the crew went about fastening the ship to one of the posts, Jack walked off in the direction of the town.

"Ay, where do you suppose he's off to?" Gibbs asked Cotton.

"Awrk! Hide ye gold," Cotton's parrot answered.

Seemingly satisfied with that answer, Gibbs shrugged his shoulders and continued giving out orders.

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Jack sauntered through the town, glancing every now and again at the different stalls that littered the streets. As he approached the fountain at the center of town, he stopped to look at his reflection in the mirror. His face was dirty as always, the kohl around his eyes darker than ever. He had acquired a new scar since the last time he had been here: a scar that ran from the center of his collarbone to his left breast, just below his heart.

Still as ravishing as ever, ey, ol' Jack? He thought to himself, a bemused smile on his face.

"Hope she'll be glad to see me again," he said, the smile turning into a slight frown. He knew how long it had been since the last time they had met, and he didn't know how much had changed between them.

"Well, one thing's fo' certain," he proclaimed as he stopped in front of the fountain. Sitting down at the fountain's edge, he lifted his hand and began to play with his mustache.

"Dear lil' Meileine," he whispered to no one. "Wherever could you be?"

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Meileine left the house and headed towards the center of town, but not before taking one last look at the ship. She knew she missed sailing with the crew of the Pearl, but most of all she missed sailing with Jack. Hopefully, if she caught Jack, she could convince him to take her back with him. She knew why she left; they all knew why she left.

"Jack," she sighed as she bounded along the dirt road.

This time, I'll not let you go.

…………Flashback…………

"And what do ye take me fo', eh? A pirate?" Meileine asked as she leaned against the back wall of The Faithful Bride in Tortuga.

The man she was talking to took another swig of his rum before making his way over to where she stood.

"No, not really, no," he said, putting his sword away. For a second, he had a puzzled looked on his face, but then it turned into a look of amusement. "I'd just figure you to be, like any of the ladies here, a damsel in need of me saving." He looked down at the unconscious man, a bruise forming on his neck. He smirked and looked back at her.

"And who, pray tell, may ye be?"

She smiled. "Meileine. And no worries, I'm in no distress whatsoever." She looked down at the unconscious man, then back at her "savior". "And who might YOU be, dear sire?"

Smiling, the man set down his bottle of rum, removed his tricore from his head, and sauntered over to Meileine. "I'm surprised," he said, putting his hat back on. He then placed his hands on the wall on either side of Meileine's face. He leaned in, and she could smell the rum coming from every pore on his face.

"Ye don't know me, love?" he smiled as he looked drunkedly at her.

She stared him back. "Sorry, can't say that I recognize so handsome a face." She chuckled.

If this guy thinks he's going to get anything offa me, I'll give 'im somein' to get off of. Like my sword….

He chuckled back. "Why, dear missie, I'm the famous Captain Jack Sparrow."

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When I wrote the first draft of this, I really didn't know what kind of character I wanted Meileine to be. She developed into two different people, and I made two different drafts because of that. This is the second draft, the one where she is more subdued of a character. I guess I felt pressured by the title and the summary to make this more of a romance/drama than a romance/adventure. Because that's what I had wanted in the beginning, when the story hadn't even developed. What'll probably happy is that I'm going to finish this story, then do it again with her as a stronger, more independent, but hopefully not less in love, character.

Please comment! I'd really appreciate it.

Mistress Daphine