"Kristin, Kristin wake up!"
Kris stirred ever so slightly then bolted upright. Jack stumbled back away and glared at her. "What? What's going on? Where am I? …Jack?"
Jack smiled nervously, "Luv, you need to calm down a bit. The dog's run off, thought you ought to know."
Kris ran a hand over her face and stood. "Right, thanks Jack."
"Your welcome."
"Do you know which way he went?"
"Headed east a short time ago. Didn't want to touch the mutt, so I let him wander off. Felt guilty afterwards, thought to wake you."
Kris scowled, "This time, not so much thanks. He won't hurt you you know. It's not like he's a blood thirsty man-eater."
"Nothing like the looks of it. I was once made chief of a tribe of cannibals. They were going to eat me when-" He stopped when he saw Kris staring at him like he was mad, "Right. The dog won't eat me, it's just another mouth to feed with food we don't have. Savvy?"
"Aye, Savvy," Kris said as she walked away. The puppy was romping in a tide pool not too far away. In it were several fish, a small lobster and some clams. The pup carried a fish in his mouth as they headed back to camp. "Food we don't have? Seems to me that your monster found the food that we do."
Jack sighed as she grabbed his extra shirtsleeve to go get the rest of the catch. "I thought I told myself that there would be no living with women after dear Elizabeth. They lose all the rum, tease, and find every reason to make me mad. Why am I blessed with such tragedy?"
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BECCA…"You weren't kidding about the ship thing, huh?" Becca asked staring at the huge sails of an even bigger ship. Will stopped behind her and looked up.
"She's a good ship. She holds her own. Nothing like the Pearl though."
"The Pearl?"
Barbossa joined their conversation, "Aye, the Black Pearl. She was mine until Jack decided to plot with the whelp and steal her from me and my crew. Bloody pirates. Then what do they do? They go and sink her first chance they got." Barbossa pushed past them and Will followed angrily.
"Jack loved that ship, which he was supposed to be captain of for nearly ten years when you all mutinied upon him!"
Barbossa spun and faced Will, who never flinched, "I would stop your ranting Mr. Turner. Right now, I am the only one who can get you to find your beloved Captain Sparrow."
"And my friend. Don't forget her."
"Alas, and her friend too." Barbossa rolled his eyes as they all boarded the ship. Ragetti and Pintel followed him like a shadow. "You two!" He yelled at them, "Go get the rum."
"Aye sir," Pintel screeched as he and Ragetti ran off to the lower levels of the ship.
"So where to?" Becca asked, joining Barbossa.
"The ends of the Earth. Drop sails! Prepare to make way!"
"Alright! Wait, you do know that the world is round right?"
Barbossa sighed as he turned and left Becca pondering her thoughts.
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JACK AND KRIS…"You're impossible, you know that?" Kris yelled at Jack as he lay by the fire.
"'Ay? What did I do now?" Jack sat up and watched her carefully. The puppy scrambled over him and ran to Kris, who scooped him up and glared at Jack.
"Don't act like it's nothing Jack! Seriously! I'm too old for games like this! I'm not stupid!"
"I'm beginning to think that you are crazy."
"Don't Jack, just don't." Kris turned and started to walk away, but stopped and knelt down in front of Jack instead. Jack leaned away. "See what I mean. Why are you so nervous about having people around you? Or are you afraid of him?" Kris held the puppy up in Jack's face.
"Hardly. And like I said luv, I've had my share if hurts, you're just teasing the attack dog."
"Me? You act like you have no feelings. I saw them all when I was treating that wound, when I saw every scar you had. Your eyes…name him."
"What?"
"The dog. Name him."
"You've lost it dear. There is no cure I'm afraid."
"Do this and it'll show that you have some care in what's going on around you."
Jack scowled and looked at the dog. The pup sat back on his haunches and gazed at the Captain, tongue lolling out the side of his mouth. He ran a hand over the soft fur of the pup's head. "He shouldn't have a name, means we own him."
"Means he's part of a family."
"Captain. Name him Captain."
"Really? Will you two get confused?"
"No we won't will we? Seems that you have refrained from calling me Captain anymore. At least one of us should bear the title." He ruffled Captain's head and stood. He reached down and offered Kris a hand. She took it and he hauled her up. "Tell anyone of this, and you'll be sinking faster than that dog can swim."
"Yes sir." For once, Jack didn't back away. In fact, he hadn't released Kris's hand yet, and she was surprised by his intimidation or interest. "You're not completely heartless, you know that?"
"I assumed as much. Though this heart should have long stopped beating, it doesn't do much for anyone anymore but pump the blood through my veins."
"You proved to me it has more than one purpose." Kris smiled as Jack finally let go and once again lay down by the fire. This time he was joined by Captain who snuggled up to him. Jack grabbed the pup by the scruff of the neck and rested him on his stomach. Captain sighed and fell asleep as Jack closed his eyes, and pretended to do the same.
