A/N: Ooh, nasty men... shall we see what happens, exactly? Might be funny. I don't know, I'm making it up as I go. Reader kudos at the end.

Disclaimer: I own Jill. And that's it. God, I should go and kidnap Jerry or something, get the rest... (picks up large mallet) Oh Jerry...

"Now now, let's not do anything hasty," Jack reached for the place where his sword hung. But didn't. "Oh pox," he muttered and then sighed. "How much'll it be gents?"

"All of it. Now," one of them growled.

"Ah, good, one of you learnt how to talk. Tell me, did it hurt?"

"What?" the burly man's forehead wrinkled. He had tattoos all over his body.

"When, you know." Jack made the appropriate hand gesture.

"What?"

"Well, I thought your voice was higher than most, however-," he was cut off by Tattoo grabbing his throat.

"Hey! You insulted me,"

Jack rolled his eyes

"No shit," and then stopped as his windpipe was gripped so hard it was quite hard to think straight. He kicked feebly.

"I don't think this is a very good start to the relationship," he managed to croak out. Tattoo squeezed harder and he gasped. OK, the edges of my vision are going black, he thought. And then there was a shout.

)()()()()()()()()()(Jill's PoV)()()()()()()()()()(

Jill could see the fight. Two giants and a little one against one little one. She approached in the shadows, where she couldn't be seen. Why did they have to pick her route home to mug some poor bugger? She could hear the conversation and shook her head. Not a good idea mate, don't try to give them too many reasons to hurt you, she thought. Then as she sidled round, the moon came out. She widened her eyes. She recognised the poor bugger. It was Jay Bird. She shouted

"Oi! Peabrains!" and tugged her gun out. "Let him go!"

They turned and spotted her.

"Let him go or I'll fill your brains- well, what ever passes as a brain- with lead,"

The man who seemed to be the leader dropped Jay, who lay on the stones gasping, and rushed her, growling. She stood aside and he ran into the wall. Hard. The other two got their guns out and Jill moved very fast and rolled as the shot hit the wall above her.

"OK Jay?" she whispered to him. Jay rubbed his throat

"Couldn't be better," he croaked.

"Good. Get ready to run," she wriggled over to the fallen man. He carried two knives, which she had been counting on. She grabbed them and turned round. Behind her Jay used the wall to get upright. The knives were badly balanced but she made the best of it. Advancing on the two men, she waved her arms wildly. They backed up. She waved them even more wildly, and they backed right up. She stopped, smiled and then threw the knives so hard they stuck fast in the wall, pinning the men by their shirts. They stood froze and Jill yelled

"Run! Go!" and bolted, Jay close behind. They didn't stop till they got outside the inn. There, whilst Jay caught his breath Jill turned on him

"How stupid are you? First you go out without a gun or even a knife. Then when you get caught, you insult the bloody people. What, did you want them to kill you?"

Then she caught Jay's expression and stopped

"You want to be more careful. I won't always be there," but it wasn't as sharp and she smiled slightly.

"Come on, do you want a drink?"

)()()()()()()()()(Anamaria's PoV)()()()()()()()()()()()(

She was woken by a loud thud, and giggles. She recognised Jacks 'Ow' and narrowed her eyes.

He opened the door and the smell of rum hit her. There was a woman lying on the bed, laughing drunkenly, and Jack sitting on the floor, bandana askew and shirt off, exposing the scars on his chest and slurring indignantly,

"Iss not funny,"

Anamaria said one word softly

"Jack,"

Jack blinked and the woman sat up. Anamaria hid a smile, then threw a boot at Jack

"Hey!" he protested

Jill lay back again, and propped her head up with one hand.

"'Lo Annie," she grinned, and Anamaria could see Jack in the smile. Hell, it could have been Jack, if you ignored the scars and eye patch "You think 'e'd cheat on yer?" she reached down and ruffled his hair. He tried to fend her off "'E aint that stupid,"

Anamaria stepped into the room and closed the door

"So what do you think you're doing?"

"Catching up," Jill sat up, and Jack tried to struggle back up right. He managed it and plopped onto the bed next to Jill and grabbing her bottle off her.

"Hey!"

"Wotcha gonna do?" Jack took a long swig and Jill's one eye narrowed. Anamaria leaned against the wall, ready to help. Which side? Well, she wasn't sure herself yet.

"You forget Sparrow, that I now you too well. And," Jill tickled his ribcage mercilessly. He tried to get her off but was laughing too hard "I know every single weak spot," she grabbed the bottle triumphantly. Anamaria laughed as Jack glared and muttered darkly. Then she turned to leave.

"Don't make too much noise," she closed the door carefully and went back to bed. She had a feeling she might like Jill.

So it came to be, that when the Pearl left a few days later, she had an extra member. Who would make life very interesting. Very interesting indeed.

A/N: Sorry it's so short, but it was just a filler chappie really. I needed to get her friendly with Anamaria. And it seemed like a good idea.