So, I finally updated! Took me forever, but I did! But I have an excuse. The end of the school year sucks. It just does. My dance classes are harder because it's right before recital, and then we have the preparing for exams, last minute concerts, all that stuff. And then the writers block too! Well, enough of that. Here you go.

Disclaimer: Don't own characters/ accents/ anything but my ideas.

The sound of shouting and running could be heard when the pirates' belongings were discovered then recognized as 'tainted' pirate belongings. The men shouted for more men, and the women screamed for their children so they could "protect" them (even though some would've given up their children for a new gown, it looked motherly and warm to the public). This commotion was lost on Marie, since, leaving Liz and guiding the pirate, she had run from the house.

Still holding the pirate's hand, Marie quickly ran into some trees at the end of the drive. They were soon lost in the darkness of the artificial forest.

Stopping to catch her breath, she paced back and forth, frantically thinking of what she had just done.

"I just helped a pirate!" she thought incredulously, " I just helped a pirate escape from who knows what, and now if I'm caught I may be hanged too!"

Her anxious pacing and hysterical thoughts were interrupted, however, when the pirate spoke. He had been peering through the trees as she paced, and to Marie's disbelief, he looked perfectly calm!

"They're coming this way," he whispered.

Marie peered around the trees, and did indeed see many red uniforms coming their way.

"Let's go then," she replied, ushering the man away from the house and out to the beach.

They reached the beach without incident. After a few minutes, Marie became confident no one would look here for a while, and had time to observe the stranger.

There was no doubt he was a pirate. His ragged clothes and assorted weapons said as much, as well as the red bandana. He wore an extremely tattered hat, which had miraculously survived the climbing and running, and still remained perched on the pirate's head. But the one thing that drew her attention was his hair.

Beads! Beads and trinkets adorned his hair, each a different color shape and size, each branding him as a scallywag.

She continued to inspect him, hardly knowing she was doing it, until suddenly, she did. "Oh God!" she thought," I'm…. gawking at this man!"

So, trying to recover herself, Marie simply stuck out her hand and said, "My name is Marie Jesabeaux. And you are?"

"The name's Jack Sparrow luv," he answered, flashing her a grin." Captain Sparrow, actually. And I have a few questions for you lass."

"Oh?" Marie said, raising an eyebrow, thinking to herself, " Did he just call me lass?"

"Yes. I'd like ter know what a young lass like yerself is doing 'elping a pirate like meself."

"Why am I?" Marie asked herself, honestly not knowing the answer. " Well I suppose it's because…erm…. because… you're human. And being human, you don't just expect me to leave you hanging from a windowsill do you?"

"Well no," began Sparrow," But I could've gotten out of that one meself. I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, after all" he said this with the most conceited grin on his face.

" Sickening", was the only word that ran through Marie's head, especially at the sight of his gold teeth.

"Ah. Well Mr. Sparrow, if you are indeed a Captain, why wasn't you ship spotted when you sailed into Port Royal?"

"Erm…. Well, it sunk slightly."

"Slightly?"

"Yes. Slightly. It's over there in that general area," this statement was accompanied by lots of waving towards the ocean.

"And you were hanging off a windowsill because…?"

" Well I 'ad to 'ide somewhere!" Jack exclaimed, looking extremely embarrassed. "I just figured it might as well be a place with lots 'o valuables in it. And…. well do ye expect me ter just go up to the door en knock? And since there was a party goin' on, I 'ad ter find the nearest open window, and it just happened to be yours missy."

"So now what are you going to do to leave Port Royal? You have no boat Sparrow!"

Jack and Marie's eyes fell on a ship that was coming into Port Royal. It was a good ship, in good condition, as perfect as a ship could be. At the sight, Jack looked at her, a clever look in his eyes, and said:

" Well, I do have an idea, but I'll be needin' yer help, savvy?

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