Beth was knocked out cold. Her first sensation when she awoke was that she was lying in water on something very hard. Her body turned and felt something sharp in her thigh.

"Ouch! What the…" She looked down in shock and saw she was wearing a pair of tight black pants, a loose white long-sleeved shirt and a pair of knee high black pirate's boots. Her shoulder length golden blonde hair was being kept out of her face by a plain black bandana with the exception of a few bangs covering her forehead and a few strands down the sides of her face. She put her hand on her thigh and felt a sharp cutlass being held there by a brown leather belt! Looking around frantically, she realized that she was in a tiny boat in a small bay in the tropics. She shrieked.

"Oh, good, you're awake, love," said a voice behind her. Beth slowly turned around knowing who would be there but so couldn't. There, less than three feet away from her, was CAPTAIN JACK SPARROW! Then she totally lost it. She scrambled up and hugged him as tight as she possibly could.

"I have no idea how in the world I got here, or WHY the hell I'm here, or WHAT the hell happened when the electricity went out, or where Madeleine is, but IT'S YOU! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S YOU! THIS IS SO TOTALLY WICKED AWESOME!" Beth shrieked excitedly

"Okay, love, please get off of me!" Jack looked at her like she was nuts. "Sorry!" She quickly let go and backed up about a foot. "So…how long till we get to Port Royal?" She asked and started to look around the small boat that was slowly filling with water.

"What? How did you know? And you are not coming with me! I only brought you here 'cause you were in the boat when I commandeered it from a drunk in Tortuga last night. Why shouldn't I just toss you out back to the sea?" Jack asked her warily.

"Because I know your secrets! Shall I list them? You are going to Port Royal to steal a ship, ten years ago you first mate Hector Barbossa mutinied you and went to get the cursed treasure of Cortez, and finally thirteen years ago, no, it would be twelve since Dead Man's Chest takes place about a year after Curse of the Black Pearl, you made a deal with Davy Jones to raise the Pearl from the depths and guess what? Times running out," She said. Jack stared at her cautiously and curiously. Beth loved creeping people out.

"Cool it, I'm just joking around," she sat down in the rising inches of water gazing up at her hero and laughing.

"You don't joke about those kinds of things, love," Jack said, still looking at her suspiciously. Beth looked down and stood up.

"Jack, the boats sinking!" she yelled. Indeed, the boat was a good two thirds of the way filled with water.

"Here," Jack held out his hand and pulled her up to the crows nest with him, holding tight her tight to his waist so she wouldn't fall.

"AnaMaria's not gonna be happy," Beth muttered under her breath with a small smirk. She looked out and saw Port Royal. And the adventure begins…

Bizzy and Emma would like to inform y'all that we are having great fun writing this story, because it gives us something to do during lunch, it gives us an excuse to watch Pirates a lot, and because it is great fun wishing that it was happening to you, isn't it? There was a bit of chapter-order confusion, which I guess is one of the things that just happens when co-writing a story, but there you go. This chapter had a good bit of editing done by Emma, who is psychologically beating Bizzy with a bottle of rum for forgetting to put "Captain" in front of Jack's name when it was in all caps. I will physically beat her with a bottle of water at lunch tomorrow since alcohol isn't allowed at school. Adios/Au revoir till next time!