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thanks for reviews. Sorry for taking forever to update. Have been swamped with homework and projects. Plus writer's block.

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"I WILL DO NO SUCH THING UNDER YOUR ORDERS"

"Ah, but no one knows you better than I do, Admiral"

Jack was getting quite annoyed with trying to negotiate with Norrington, who was being particularly stubborn in agreeing to the terms that had been set before him. The two were sitting in the Admiral's elegant, yet simple cabin. Although it was Norrington's own quarters, Jack had taken to it as if it was his own and that Norrington was his visitor. His crew had the ship under his command. Norrington's crew had walked the plank, or to be more precise, jumped willingly off the ship, believing that he was still dead. He knew at least one of them would eventually swim back to shore and warn Port Royal about the situation that Norrington was in. That was what he was counting on. A plan had struck in his mind and he knew as always, it was a good one. So, once again, Jack began again.

"You will do such said thing because if you didn't do such said thing, I believe your status will be at stake. Wouldn't it be very bad for someone of your position, having already been demoted once, if they simply let a condemned pirate, particularly one that has slipped by them before, slip by again? Yet if you actually captured said condemned pirate, in addition to the fact that you did it all by one's self, and make it appear, as if by accident, that such said pirate escapes under no circumstances that would affect your own, then it would be a win, win situation for the both of us, eh? "

"I wish to have no dealings with any pirate, particularly you Sparrow"

"Captain Jack Sparrow, mate, and if you do not wish to agree under these terms, then you can go back to you life as a sorry, drunken, former Commadore who was outsmarted by the Captain Jack Sparrow"

"I contradict with that statement"

"Sorry mate, but you aren't the one negotiating here, are you?"

"No." Norrington looked darkly at Jack, who was sitting casually with his legs propped up against Norrington's polished ebony table.

"Then it's settled then," Jack said as he was examining his nails. He flickered his gaze towards Norrington again who looked as if he was about to burst into a bloody spree.

"After me, Admiral."

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Short chapter. Wanted to leave a little cliffhanger. Well, anyways, Jack has a plan again, but this time it's not for himself.