Disclaimer: I do not in any Way, Shape, or Form own Pirates of the Caribbean . If I did, I would have a Jack Sparrow at my side, and I wouldn't at all complain .

Ch.12

The main problem is that... I SHOULD NOT BE KISSING JACK! 'This is so unfair!' I whined mentally.

Now to say that I hadn't been wanting to feel his lips on mine again would be another lie to add to my list of lies that I seemingly already have, but I really wasn't expecting this, honestly. His lips were cool, and chapped thanks to the wind, and him biting them slightly. I felt my eyes slip shut, letting myself fall steadily into the kiss. I was surprised though. I thought Jack would be forceful and rough when he kissed, but he wasn't, he was surprisingly gentle, with the barest pressure against my lips. The kiss didn't get deepened, it didn't get passionate or anything, and nothing else happened. I only knew the kiss had been broken when I felt air pass over my skin, causing me to open my eyes, looking up into Jack's dark ones. We didn't say anything to each other, we were both reflecting on what we felt with that simple kiss. No matter how simple it was, it spoke volumes, whether it was wanted or not. Jack soon got off of me and pressed a chaste kiss on my brow before leaving his cabin without a word. It was then that my entire body sagged against the bed I was on and I stared up at the ceiling, not sure what I should be thinking of, everything was a blur to me, but I knew one thing was for sure, after this kiss, there was no turning back what so ever now. The scary part of that realization is that I was content with that notion and that I didn't care.

I laid on Jack's bed for a few more minutes before getting up. I had watch to work after all, I wasn't here for a pleasure cruise. I sat up, rolling my shoulders to loosen them up so they wouldn't grow stiff while I worked. I left the cabin with a surprisingly clear head, which I was more than grateful for. I walked around like nothing had happened earlier and went to work like usual. I climbed up the main mast, fixing the sails, making sure they were on properly, with some of the other crew, you never know. Once I got the ropes straightened out, I sat by the crows nest watching the waking sun coming out to greet us.

It was around mid day when things started to get tense on the Pearl. I was standing next to Jack listening as they interrogated Elizabeth, even though she asked, quite heatedly, why I had to be present. The answer was simple though, it had to do with my brother, so I had to be present. I hadn't talked to Jack since he took me into his cabin. But I didn't feel like there was any awkwardness between us, which I was quite grateful for actually.

I had kept most... all of my comments to myself, since I could clearly see Will's point of view. He had basically betrayed Jack in order to keep Elizabeth safe, but he didn't know what he was doing, which didn't come to any surprise to me. Gibbs and Jack then went on about how it was dangerous for Becket to take control of the chest, since that would mean he would be able to control the sea, basically meaning, everyone who called themselves a pirate, was up shit creek. Gibbs got the chills and ordered everyone to get more speed into the sails. I couldn't blame him though, the thought was nerve racking. One Gibbs was gone Jack turned back to Elizabeth, questioning her about where she had gotten the papers from. I could only roll my eyes, figuring what Jack was going to do. It never bothered me that Jack flirted to get what he wanted, it was just who he was, and how he always would be. Jack took the letters from Elizabeth and tucked them into his shirt, for 'safe' keeping. When Elizabeth asked for them back, Jack told her to 'persuade him'. I couldn't help but shake my head at him.

"One part of your brain that works, and it's the only part that doesn't get any action." I mused, from my spot on the railing. I was looking up at the clear skies, the wind was plentiful but light, and hardly a cloud in the sky. My head was tilted back and eyes closed, just relaxing until I went on top of the mast again. I heard Jack's footsteps falter, then shuffle back over to me. "What do you mean by that?" he asked slightly offended. I couldn't keep the smirk off my face, I could just picture him pouting when he asked that. "I mean that all you want is a naked woman in yer bed, but that's not happening." I said simply, still not opening my eyes to look at him. I knew he was standing right in front of me, I could feel his breath hitting my skin lightly. I didn't want to know how close he was, I didn't want to be in the same position as the night before. "But I did have a woman in me bed last night... don't ya remember?" he practically purred out.

That statement, made my eyes snap open, into a heated glare, that I knew sent shivers down Jack's spine. Standing up straight, I jabbed my index finger hard into his chest, making him wince from the sharp pain. "Now listen here Cap'ain 'n listen good. I aint just some common gal who you can just play with whene'er yer feelin bored and need somethin' ta perk ya up. I am a part of this crew, and e'en if there might be somethin' goin' on be'ween us, with how yer actin' a'ound me, I doubt it'll last long." I whispered harshly at him and kept jabbing my finger with every word that I spoke. With nothing else to say, I walked away and climbed up the main mast, not looking back. 'Such an infuriating son of a...' I thought bitterly, leaning against the crow's nest, brooding to myself.

I didn't leave the mast all day, not even when Gibbs said that Jack wanted to talk to me. I knew if I went down now, I would rip everyone's head off and be at peace with that. It wasn't often that I got this angry at something or at someone. It wasn't just what Jack said that bothered me, it was also how he talked to Elizabeth. I knew that he liked her, it was quite obvious to anyone, but did that fact make me jealous... especially since it seemed that she also had a liking to him, along with my brother. Pulling my legs to my chest I buried my head in them, trying to figure out what exactly I should be doing. One thing that I did know was that leaving was not an option. I would stay on the Pearl, no matter what anyone said, but if Jack wanted me off, then I would, after all he is the captain.

I stood up when someone shouted about land and ran across the mass leaning over to the side with a small grin. I walked back to the side I was on and I sat down again, ready to just lay on my back and stare at the sky, when I heard Jack below me.

"Gabby..." he whispered, trying not to get any of the crew's attention. I squeezed my eyes closed, and frowned. 'Why me?' I whined in my head and sat up again looking down at him. I noticed his left hand was clenched again and that he had a panicked look on his face. Just like when he got the black spot. I climbed down the mast and slowly walked over to him.

"Aye Cap'ain?" I asked relatively quiet. Before he said anything, he grabbed my hand, and pulled me to his quarters. I raised an eyebrow as he closed the door tightly and started to search for his jar of dirt. I leaned against the wall with my arms crossed over my chest. "Mind tellin me why ya dragged me inta yer cabin Cap'ain?" I asked with bland tone of voice. Not answering me right away he found his dirt, then started to look for something else. "The spot's back." He said finding a cloth to wrap around the spot. I sighed quietly to myself and walked over to him, grabbing his hand and the cloth.

"You'll ne'er be able ta tie it right with all yer squirmin." I said and started to tie the cloth around the black spot. Even seeing it the second time, didn't make it look any better, it was still disgusting as the first time I saw it. Once I tied it securely, and made sure that it wouldn't come off, I stepped back to leave. I didn't get very far though, seeing as Jack wrapped an arm around my waist with me realizing it and pulled me close to him. Taking advantage of my surprise, he dipped down, kissing me gently before releasing me soon after. "Come on then, lets get that chest." He said, walking past me a bit. He paused at the door, probably thinking of what else to say to me. "Yer not a whore Gabby, I ne'er intended ya ta feel like that." With that said, he left his cabin, with his jar of dirt.

I clenched my hands together which were by my sides, and bit my lower lip. 'Why? Why is he playing with me like this? What is it that he wants?' I thought before leaving the room, more confused that ever before.

I was put onto a boat with Jack, Norrington, Pintel and Ragetti. The later of us were rowing. Jack was in front facing the island, Ragetti and Pintel next rowing the boat and Norrington, Elizabeth and myself were at the back, being forced to listen to the two in the middle talk about the right pronunciation of the Kraken. I had to roll my eyes at them since they were pathetic and continued to stare out at sea, watching the waves move. I could tell that Norrington was about to kill the two rowers, but I had to give him credit, he was keeping his temptation to a minimum.

"I don't understand how you can handle them." Norrington stated blandly to me. "All you need ta do is learn how ta ignore them, it works wonders when the Cap'ain starts rantin on somethin." I replied with a careless shrug. I felt Elizabeth glare at me for that comment, but I paid no attention to that. Why should I? We never got a long, even when we were children. I heard Norrington chuckle from beside me. "So that's how you deal with Sparrow then?" he asked with a smirk. "Aye." Was all I replied with.

Once we reached the shore Jack grabbed a shovel and told Pintel and Ragetti to guard the boat, mind the tide, don't touch his dirt. I shook my head at the two and rolled my eyes a bit then followed after him. I grabbed a black cloth from the pocket of my pants and proceeded to tie it around my hair to keep it back off my neck. Soon the four of us started to walk off, following Elizabeth who still had the compass in her possession. As we walked, Jack gave Norrington the shovel since he was the one who was going to dig the chest up. I looked around the island, pretty impressed with it. 'It would make a nice place to relax once in a while.' I mused in my head. Elizabeth was starting to have a hard time with the compass, and I knew that she didn't know what she wanted either now. She sat down on the sand, giving up until Jack came over and looked at the compass, telling her to move.

I had to shake my head a bit, and grabbed the compass before it got buried in sand. I closed it then opened it for myself, it went in circles for a bit, then landed on Jack, just like it did before, closing it again I stood off to the side, and watched Norrington begrudgingly start to dig. I sat down off to the side and started humming to myself. Elizabeth sent me another one of her 'looks' that I kept ignoring, and Jack sat down as well, in a meditative position. It was only when we heard a thunk, that we stopped what we were doing and went over to the ex-navy commodore. We all looked down at the hole and started to wipe the sand away before pulling it up. Jack took the outside lock off with one of the shovels and knelt down to open it. I stood off to the side near Norrington, waiting to see what was in the chest. There were letters, papers, and some other stuff that I couldn't place, but none of that were very important. I knelt down by Jack watched as he took out a smaller chest that was black and had designs n it. He brought it out and we all leaned in towards the chest, to hear the sound of a beating heart. 'So... it is true then.' I thought amazed. Elizabeth and Norrington were surprised too, and said that. Jack commented that everyone was always surprised that he did tell the truth, and before anyone could reply to that, someone else did.

"With good reason too." My head whipped around, and my eyes widen happily. I leapt to my feet and wrapped my arms around my brother tightly, having him do the same to me. "I thought I'd never see you again." I whispered. I felt him chuckle a bit. "With some help from our father, I escaped." He whispered back. "Why didn't you tell me you met him?" I could hear the hurt in his voice when he asked that and I looked down. "Because it would have been better for you to see him for yourself." I answered back with a smile. Will kissed my forehead like he always did and let go of me. I stepped to the side as Elizabeth came running towards him. I turned away as they kissed, and walked back over to the chest, looking through the chest. I knew Will would get his vengeance on Jack, it was only a matter of when he and Elizabeth would stop kissing.

I turned back after hearing Elizabeth and Jack say what, and saw the look on Norrington's face, matched what I figured it would be. I stepped away from the chest and sat down near it shaking my head a bit as Will let go of Elizabeth, and walked over to the chest saying that he was going to kill Davy Jones. That was when Jack drew his sword, telling Will, that he couldn't do that since then no one would be able to call off the Kraken. Will took a few steps back and drew his sword, saying that he kept his promises, unlike Jack and that he was going to free our father. It was then that Norrington drew his sword, pointing it at Will, saying that he couldn't let Will do that. It became certain that all three of them wanted to chest for their own purposes, of course. They were now pointing their swords at each other and I just rolled my eyes at them, not the least bit concerned that they were going to be fighting.

Elizabeth let out a shriek when they started to fight, and all I did was shake my head, going back to the chest to review the papers that were in there. Try as she might, Elizabeth couldn't stop the makes from fighting. I didn't even bother trying since I knew that they needed it to get it out of their systems. I got comfortable as I read, finding some of the letters were of love, others more like diary notes, and others were of the pain that was being felt. I continued to shake my head at the woman, in my opinion she should know that they are males and they are stressed, thus they need a way to release such stress. 'Sometimes though, rational thought is the least of ones worry." I murmured with a shrug.

Off to the side Ragetti was explaining to Pintel what had happened since he had been watching this entire episode like I did. I shook my head at the two and drew out my sword, pointing straight at them. "Now, you boys care to explain ta me, jus' what you plan on doin with the chest?" I asked, not looking up from the parchment I was reading. "Just getting rid of any temptation from the others." Pintel said. Shaking my head and my sword at them, I couldn't help but smirk. "So the black market then eh?" I said knowingly, before putting my sword away. "Well, on ya go, I didn't see nothin."

With that, they took the black chest, leaving me with the parchments. On the shore with Elizabeth, she was still screaming and chucking rocks at the guys, then pretended to faint, with very poor acting. "It's not gonna work dearie, might as well just stay out of their way." I called over to her after she found out that her fainting trick didn't work worth a crap, that she sat up and pouted to herself. It was when Pintel and Ragetti ran past her, at my suggestion mind you, that she actually made herself useful and ran after them. I sighed peacefully to myself, and continued reading. 'About time she did something useful instead of brooding.' I thought and continued my reading in peace.