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Author's Note: Solia's POV. This is slightly similar to She's Different (the last chapter) with the exception of the POV.

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It's hard for me. I wanted to leave, but I never knew that I actually could. I stand there as I watch the harbor disappear. I hope that he understands. That he understands why I left. I wasn't in love with him; he was my friend, more like a brother. And I didn't even get to say goodbye. He'll understand. He knows that I had to get out. He was there for me though. He told me about Jack Sparrow. He got me the keys. He was my escape. I wanted to leave, even though this is what I wanted, I'm still stressed out. What if someone catches me?

"I think there's a spare cabin that you can use." He tells me.

"Thank you." He offered me a cabin, and I'm not sure if that's a good thing. I'm so tired, I could use some sleep. I don't look at him; instead I keep my eyes on the horizon.

"Why don't you come below? You don't want anyone to see you right?" I can feel him come closer. He slowly puts his arm around me, and I immediately push him away. I turn around and look him in the eyes.

"I told you I would free you, but I didn't offer myself to you." I tell him conceitedly. He's Jack Sparrow. Captain of the Black Pearl, seducer of women.

"What?" He says confused. Like he really doesn't know what I was talking about. He's trying to play innocent.

"I know your reputation Mr. Sparrow, and you are not going to add me to your list of whores. I appreciate that you're taking me with you, but that is as far as our relationship goes." I don't want him to think I'm easy. I know that I left my home, my family, my life behind, but I didn't leave all of my morals.

"Don't worry. With an attitude like that, you'd be lucky if anyone tried to sleep with you. And just for the record, I wasn't trying." Sure. He wasn't trying. He brings me aboard his ship, and then offers me a cabin. Offer's to show me below deck. I'm sure he'd love that. I'm not going to give myself to him. "I was just thinking that you might be tired and was wondering if you wanted me to show you to your cabin. I wasn't trying anything." I know that he's lying. I stare into his endless eyes, as if that could bring out the truth.

"I'm not entirely sure if I believe you."

"You were sure enough to ask a complete stranger, and a pirate no less, if you could accompany them." I know that he's right. I trusted him enough to be here, why not let him escort me to a cabin? I give up my inner fight. I'm exhausted. I could use the sleep.

"I'm tired." I'm fed up, I just want to sleep. "Would you just show me to a cabin?"

"Fine." He says. I follow him below deck, hoping that I can trust him. He leads me to a cabin. "You can sleep here."

"Am I insured my privacy?" I don't trust him completely. Given his nature. I had to ask him.

"Yes. I won't use these, unless I absolutely see it fit to." He holds the keys in front of my face, I try to grab them, but he's too fast. I guess he knew what I was thinking. "There are some clothes in the drawers, in case you don't want to sleep in that." I'm not going to change. Not as long as he's got those keys.

"I'm fine, thank you."

"Anything else, your highness?" I roll my eyes at him. I can sense his disgust with me. Why should he be angry? It's not like I tried to kill him or something. "I guess that's a no. Goodnight."

I watch him walk out of my room; my eyes follow him until he turns the corner. He intrigues me. I want to know more about him. I lock the door and sit on the bed. Right now, I can't trust anyone. He kept his word. He brought me with him, but why? What does he want? He's got some sort of plan. He could have had me unlock the cell, and locked me inside. He could have killed me after he got those keys. Why didn't he? I don't think he would. I don't think he would kill me. He doesn't seem like that type of person.

I knew I was taking a risk just coming aboard his ship. Not only was I going with a pirate, but who knows what this pirate could do to me. I don't care. I'm away from Norrington. He can't get to me here. I'm not promised to anyone anymore. I am promised to myself. That's all. And that's all that matters.

I feel a pang of guilt, why did I have to act like that? He probably thinks that I'm some sort of spoiled brat. The governor's daughter, she can get whatever she wants. She's just using you. In a way I am. I'm using him for my happiness. For my freedom.

Why am I feeling guilty? He did something wrong too. He was in jail, until I got him out. I lay down on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. In just a few short hours, my life has changed. It makes me wonder what would have happened if I stayed back in Port Royal.

I fall asleep, thinking about him. Why am I thinking about him? He's a pirate! I'm the governor's daughter, I should be thinking about someone else. Not him. Not Captain Jack Sparrow.

But I can't help it…