I'm so so so so so so so sorry that it took so bloody long. cringes Well, nobody is throwing things, so I guess it's safe to come out. I owe y'all an explanation…It was school! The cursed evil place! They took away my time and inspiration. They're EVIL!!!!!!!!! So with out further ado… I give you the magical chapter 3-Siren's Voice

Fury recovered from her shock. That sparrow man had just winked at her! Did that mean that he knew that she was a woman? She knitted her eyebrows together in frustration.

Seconds later, she dismissed it as the drunken tomfoolery that Jack Sparrow was associated with.

Realizing that she was going to miss her window of opportunity, she rushed out of the tavern, skidding on the cobble stone street, after thanking the kind barmaid.

She scanned the street, worried that she had missed him. Then, she spotted him. He hadn't gone far, although he'd rushed out of the tavern. It was odd, almost as if he had waited for her. She walked briskly, trying to catch up.

"Oy, you!" she called in the loudest (and manliest) voice that she could muster. Captain Sparrow swung around.

" 'O? Me?" he asked innocently (cough), gesturing to himself.

"Yes, you." she retorted, scowling. "Are you Jack Sparrow?" she already knew the answer, of course.

"Aye and ye are…?"

"Merely an inquiring stranger. I seek employment on your boat, er, ship. What say you?" Fury finally reached Sparrow and stood in front of him, one hand on her hip.

He looked her over. Her shoulder-length brown hair was tied into a matted ponytail and she sported a deep cut on one cheek. Her hat was askew and shoved down over her eyes. However, it could not hide her delicate beauty and distinct familiarity.

"What makes ye think I need another crew member?" he countered when he was done. Fury noticed that he was staring at her and pulled her coat around her tighter, being sure that it hid her chest.

"I-I…um…well…" she stammered.

" 'Ave you any useful skills?" he replied seriously, staring down.

"I am a quick learner," she said determinedly. She stared him in the face, perhaps hoping to psych him out.

"No." he replied, matching her look. "The Pearl can't afford to take on another crewmember. Especially one lacking skills." He turned away and strode down the street.

Uh-oh. Fury's chance was slipping away. She began to panic. Oh, this is not good; my window of opportunity is closing.

Well, this is certainly amusing, thought Jack Sparrow. If I'm right, she'll come after me. (Hee-hee-hee. He is so totally messing with her right now. Messing with people is fun. Heh-heh.)

Fury grabbed his arm, yanking him around to face her.

"Wait, please! This is a matter of life and death." She hissed desperately, wary of the meager amount of passerby's.

"Tell me what this 'matter' is and I'll give you passage my ship." Jack challenged, shrugging her off.

"I-I-I can't do that."

"And why not?"

"I just can't." she muttered through clenched teeth, looking away. They stood like that for a couple of minutes before Fury finally turned away and stomped off in a huff, muttering and sulking.

Sparrow decided to go back to the tavern and have another flagon of rum. If the girl was as desperate as she claimed, she would find a way to board his ship. If not, then it didn't matter, she looked as if she could take care of herself anyway.

She looked like someone else, too. But at the moment, he couldn't quite remember who, exactly.

Fury glowered in a narrow alley, her back to a cold stone wall, her feet propped up on an abandoned crate.

My plans are foiled, she brooded. I'm going to die now and it's all his fault. But wait, I could hide on his ship, hitch a ride…to wherever it is that the Pearl is headed. He'd never even find out and I could surprise him into doing it if I met up again with him, there. Besides, what he doesn't know can't hurt him! But for now, I need sleep and he won't leave until tomorrow at noon at least.

She pulled hat down over her eyes (yes, even further) and closed them. Within moments, she was in a deep slumber.

Wah-ha! I finished it! Finally! If you liked it, orif not, please gimme a review. Gimme! gimme gimme gimme! now! i'm serious go review now. I mean it. glares furi(ha ha)ously. well, thanks a bunch in advance.Siren's Voice