Author's Note: Hey everyone, this was originally a oneshot, but I had to write another chapter, and so, here it is. It takes place in the after Dead Man's Chest. This story MIGHT become more then a two chapter story, not sure yet though... Anyways, here it is, hope you all enjoy, and remember to read and review!

Macyn Blue

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Chapter Two

She was a devil. Jack decided as he sat in Davy Jones' locker, large crabs skittered about here and there. But he had since grow a little tired of watching them from his perch in the lone tree. It was one of the few places of refuge in this God forsaken place.

But, still, he could taste the her. She had tasted devinely too, as he recalled. And he could tell she felt guilty when she manacled him to his dieing ship. But she was a devil! She had tricked him, and he shouldn't have fallen for the trap that she had layed, but he had and now he was here.

The kiss was one that he did not regret, though it probably broke Will's heart when he saw them. But, that's what happens when you are a pirate. Nothing is safe.

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Elizabeth looked out at the expansive sea. It was quite beautiful with its crystal waters shinning underneath the glare of the sun. The wind blew a cool breeze that smelt of salt.

Suddenly the smell of rum caught Elizabeth's attention. And she swore that damned Captain Sparrow were behind her, his breath tickeling her ear and the smell of rum and sea salt would assault her senses as he said something for which he would recieve a slap or some retort to contrary from Elizabeth. But alas, he was not there, he was the property of Davy Jones... And if they did not succeed in rescuing him, one of best pirates in the whole of the Caribbean would be lost to them forever...

She thought back to when the Pearl sank. She had kissed him, at the time she had told herself it was to save the rest of the crew, herself included. But at Tia Dalma's, with tears streaming down her face that that was not the reason she had done it at all. She wanted a taste of something more then just the safe life she had been living so far. She had tasted that same freedom once before and had said many prayers to save her immortal soul because of it...

This time though had been different. She didn't regret the kiss at all, she regretted sacrificing Jack's life... She remembered what he had tasted like too, rum and freedom. A taste which never became tiresome to Elizabeth.

The first time she had kissed Jack on the Dauntless, she had still been infatuated with Will... brushing the kiss off with Jack as simple transference of her feelings for Will... But it wasn't that...Was it?

Elizabeth Swann, daughter of the former governor of Port Royal, had fallen in love with Captain Jack Sparrow.

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She was a witch! She had bewitched him! Jack decided. "Burned my rum and then goes and murders me bloody woman..." He muttered to himself as he steadied himself on his purch.

"'One day you will have the chance to do the right thing.'" Jack mimicked. "Well look where that bloody got me!"