Chapter four is here. Aren't you all happy? I know I am.

Disclaimer: I don't own pirates of the Caribbean

"It is indeed a sad life that has never breathed deep this sweet, proliferous bouquet that is Tortuga, savvy?" Jack said when they had reached Tortuga a week later. Tara smiled.

"I gather you say that every time you come here?" she asked. He ignored her and started walking into town.

"Stay close, luv. Tortuga's not a place you'll want to be wandering off." Jack said. Tara stayed close as Jack led her down the streets. They went down one particular street when a red headed woman made her way over to them. Tara knew what was about to happen.

"Scarlet!" Jack said with a grin on his face. Scarlet took one look at Tara and slapped him.

"I didn't deserve that." He said to Tara. She raised her eyebrows as a blond woman- Giselle- walked up to them. Giselle gave Tara a look and asked

"Who is she?" She nodded to Tara

"What?" Jack asked with a frown. Giselle slapped him as hard as Scarlet and stalked off.

"Well, I guess it's nice to know that people are jealous of me." She said thoughtfully and Jack laughed.

"You know, it does look like fun though." She said with an evil glint in her eyes. Jack backed away from her.

"I was just kidding. I'm wont hit you." She said walking toward him. They made their way to the Faithful Bride and began asking around for the crew. By night's end, they had found out that the crew was in fact in Tortuga. They were getting supplies.

"Let's go, luv." Jack said pulling her to her feet. Tara felt dizzy and she clutched to Jack.

"You've had too much rum." Jack accused.

"I haven't." She said. Her head was beginning to hurt.

"You ok, luv? You're pale…" Jack said with a concerned look on his face. She pulled out of his grasp.

"I'm fine." She said. Jack looked at her skeptically.

"Well lets get back to the ship." He said.

"What about your crew?" she asked as they walked out of the tavern.

"We'll find them tomorrow." He said. Tara nodded and coughed. Suddenly, a huge crowd came and the two were torn apart. Arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her into an ally.

"Jack!" she yelled.

"Who's he? Your man?" said a male voice into her ear. Fear gripped her insides. She could hear him yelling her name but she couldn't see him. She started thrashing but the man held her tightly. He pulled her down the ally and through a street. She tried to scream but the man's hand covered her mouth. They reached another deserted ally and the man started kissing her neck. Tears streamed down her face as he started unbuttoning her shirt. He threw her roughly to the ground the man began unbuttoning his pants. She got up and tried to run but the man caught her ankle and made her fall.

"Help!" she screamed. Suddenly the man was looking at the end of a very sharp sword.

"Back off man this wench is mine!" the drunk leaning over her said angrily. Tara felt rage well up within her. She kicked the man where it hurts and kicked him across the face.

"That's where the karate lessons come in handy." She said as she stood.

"Are you alright?" Tara remembered that voice. She looked over and sure enough, Will Turner was standing there with a concerned look on his face.

"Yes." She said as Jack came running up.

"Are you alright, luv?" he asked when he reached her, not seeing Will.

She nodded and Will said

"Jack!" Jack looked over to see him.

"Will! Long time no see!" he said clapping him on the back.

"But- How did you-" Will began to ask but Jack interrupted him.

"Beastie spit me up." He said. Tara smiled remembering the moment.

"Oh, Will this is Tara." Jack introduced. Will was still in shock at seeing him.

"How do you do?" Tara said, smiling. Will was about to reply when a voice called out

"Will?" It was Elizabeth. She rounded the corner and stood with her mouth hanging open. She had obviously caught sight of Jack.

"Hello, Luv." Jack said quietly. 'He must be sore at her for what she did.' Tara thought.

"Jack… How?" Elizabeth managed to ask. Jack repeated what he had told Will. Elizabeth saw Tara.

"Who's this?" she asked a little hint of jealousy in her voice.

"Tara Smith." She said. Elizabeth gave her a curt nod.

"As it were, we are two runaways from Davvy Jones' ship." Jack said. Will looked at her in almost awe.

"How did you escape?" he asked.

"We snuck off at night with the help of your father." Tara said.

"You know my father?"

"Yes. As a matter of fact, he told me he's my godfather."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Well, as much as I hate to break up this conversation, Tara we have a crew to recover." Jack said.

"Oh, yeah." Jack took Tara's arm and began leading her out of the ally.

"Jack, what are you doing?" Tara asked with her eyebrows raised.

"Can't let ya get taken away from me again, now can I?" he asked her.

"I suppose." She said with a faint blush on her cheeks.

"Oy, Will, take us to my crew."

"Jack, its not really your crew anymore…" Will said when they were there.

"What do ya mean?" Jack asked, confused.

"They're my crew now." They all looked up to see Barbossa standing on the railing of the ship and holding onto some rope. He stared down at Tara with lust in his eyes. Jack noticed this and put a hand on her shoulder. Barbossa's eyes narrowed.

"How are you alive?" Jack asked.

"A woman who goes by the name of Tia Dalma." Barbossa said. Jack pulled Tara aboard the ship and the others followed him.

"Well, it seems we no longer have to travel to the ends of the earth to bring you back, now do we?" Barbossa said with a glint in his eyes.

"It seems so… Set a course for Jamaica and be quick about it." Jack shouted and the crew began scrambling about.

"Why are we going to Jamaica?"

"It seems Miss Smith here has an appointment with a gypsy." Jack said.

"Hurry up, you scallywags! I wan this ship goin as fast as it will go!" he yelled at the crew.

"What's the hurry?" asked Mr. Gibbs.

"Jones is still on our trail."

"Our?"

"Mine and Tara's." Jack replied.

"Well, Mr. Sparrow, this be my ship and I will not have you orderin my crew around." Barbossa said with a sneer.

"Mr. Barbossa, I'm back now and I say that I'm captain." Jack replied. Tara watched as they got into a big argument about who was captain. This went on until Tara stepped between them and said

"Stop! Please, this isn't getting us anywhere. For all we know, the time you wasted by arguing gave Jones the time to figure out where me and Jack are." Tara glared at the men. 'They act like they're two years old.' She thought.

"She's right." Elizabeth said. The ship was made ready and they were on their way.

"There is only one open cabin left so you will have to share." Elizabeth said as she showed them the room.

"That's fine with me." Jack said, grabbing her around the waist. Tara blushed.

"A-Are you sure?" she asked. Elizabeth shook her head and walked away. Jack opened the door.

"Ladies first." He said grinning. Tara walked in slowly and looked around. There wasn't much in there. A bed, large enough for two, was there as well as a desk and a porthole. Tara sat on the bed and Jack sauntered up to her. He took off his hat and was about to lay down when Tara stopped him.

"You get the floor." She said.

"What?"

"You heard me."

"But the beds big enough for two!"

"I don't care. You sleep on the floor, or outside. Those are your options." Tara replied as she settled on the bed under the covers. Tara heard Jack grumble something and he took the blanket from her. When she glared at him, he said

"You got a comfy bed so I get the blanket." His tone was full of defiance. She rolled her eyes.

"Of course, we can always keep each other warm." He said suggestively. He laughed when her face turned red and she rolled over. She ignored him and closed her eyes. She heard his laughter as she slipped into a dreamless sleep.

Please review. Jack wants you too. And so do I.