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"Rum?"

Will stared at Jack, shaking his head in disbelief. "You honestly think it's the time to be drinking?"

"It's always the time to be drinking!" Jack shook the bottle, trying to tempt the young man. "Not even a sip?"

"I've got an unconscious girl in my arms!"

"Ah, yes. Of course." Jack peered down at the girl. She was an odd looking thing, so small and pale. But that hair, it was so beautiful. Jack had seen many things in his life, but nothing like that. "She seems to like being unconscious."

"She's just overwhelmed."

"From my ravishingly good looks?" Jack cocked a brow.

Rolling his eyes Will didn't even bother to answer.

"Maybe a kiss would wake her?" Jack chuckled, flashing a wink at Will.

"Don't be ridiculous," Will said sternly. "She awoke perfectly fine by herself last time."

The young girl coughed, causing Will to fix his gaze to her quickly. Moaning she began to move, her eyes flickering open.

"Freya?"

The girl looked up at him, fright in her green eyes. Jack swaggered over to the couple, plonking himself down beside Will.

Thrusting the bottle in the girls face he smirked, "Rum?"

Looking back and forth between Jack and the bottle, Freya weighed her options. Hesitantly she lifted her shaky hands and took the bottle from Jack. Raising it to her lips she took a small swig at first, gasping at its strength. Before Jack could yank the rum out of her hands she took gulp, and then another, and another.

"My kind of girl." Jack nodded, approving.

At once she stopped, quickly giving the rum back to Jack. Her petite hand wiped her mouth, a guilty expression on her face.

"Nothing to be ashamed of luv, we're all pirates here." He leaned towards her, "Rum is what fuels us."

The man's lingering gaze made Freya feel uneasy. She had never seen someone look so...eccentric. His hair was long and unruly with small trinkets hung amongst his dark locks. A distressed red bandana was bound tightly around his forehead, a tricorne hat sat cocked upon his head. Kohl lined his dark, earthy eyes causing his stare to seem almost sinister. His sun kissed skin bore marks of wear. Freya couldn't believe it; she was gazing upon the face of a pirate.

A real pirate.

"Now that you're back amongst the living, I've got a few questions for you. Savvy?"

His words broke Freya from her trance. Nodding her head quickly she hoped he hadn't noticed her gawking.

"From where did you originate?"

"Australia."

The two men beside her looked at one another with mutual confusion.

"It's an...island?"

The pair let out a long 'oh', nodding their heads.

"Never heard of it."

Freya went to interject, but Jack stopped her.

"And what were you doing in that there ocean."

Freya paused before answering. She pulled a 'are you serious?' face, but got no follow up. Sighing she found some unknown boldness and spoke with sarcasm.

"Swimming."

The pirate raised a brow at her, shaking his head lightly.

"Don't mock me lass, I can throw you back out into Davy Jones locker just as quickly as young Will here hoisted you from it."

He smacked Will on the back few times before grasping his shoulder. Freya laughed, but it died quickly. Both of the men had such serious expressions on their faces. She looked back and forth between them, waiting for the punch line- but it never came.

"You wouldn't!"she exclaimed, backing herself away from the pirates.

Will shrugged his shoulders. "He might."

Freya stood up hastily and backed up but it was to no avail. With one step Jack closed the distance between them, forcing her up against the ships wooden railings. Her nails dug into the oak as he leaned towards her, his face only inches from hers.

"The real reason, lass?" he whispered, the stench of rum wafting from his lips.

"You're scaring her Jack." Will tried to interject, but the pirate gestured for him to keep quite.

Freya's heartbeat quickened, his proximity making her feel uncomfortable for various reasons. Distracting herself for a moment she glanced over his shoulder to Will, his expression unreadable. Breathing in courage she locked hers eyes back with Jack.

"Who's to say I wasn't swimming?"

The pirate smirked, bringing his face down to meet hers. "You're an awful swimmer in that case."

"There was a storm," her voice was void of emotion, "It came out of nowhere."

Jack inspected the girls face, searching for a fault in her expression. She appeared to be telling the truth, much to his suspicion. She was putting on a brave face, but he could feel the apprehension practically radiating from her body. He knew if he moved quickly she would jump out of her skin! He was enjoying the power, even if it was only for a moment.

"I thought I was going to die." Freya continued, "Actually, there's a high possibility I'm dying right now and this is just some strange hallucination that my mind has conjured up as I sink to the bottom of the ocean."

Jack raised his hand, placing it on Freya's shoulder. Tenderly he traced his fingers down her arm, watching them as they went. Taken back Freya froze, tongue tied from the pirates unexpected affection. Jack had not been this close to a woman for months, his duties as captain of his beloved Pearl had restricted him from their touch. Surveying Freya, he took her in. He let his mind wander; beginning to imagine what she would be like. How would her lips taste? Would she be experienced, could she- no. He pulled his thoughts back, she was only a girl. As his fingers reached her wrist he gave her hard pinch, causing her to rip her hand back from him.

"Ow!"she cried, rubbing her wrist. "What was that for?"

"Proving it's not a delusion," He smiled arrogantly. "I'm just a dream come true."

Freya, annoyed from the stinging in her wrist, glared at Jack. "I never imagined pirates to be quite so obnoxious."

"No, that's just Jack." Will added, causing Jack to spin on his heels to face him.

"Captain Jack Sparrow." He wagged his finger at Will before turning his attention back to Freya. "It's been a pleasure meeting you luv, but you're gunna be having to get off my ship."