FAITH'S SECOND CHANCE

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Jack and the rest of the POTC gang don't show up till Chapter 4.

Takes place between POTC and POTC 2 and at the end of Enemies and end of season 7

"talking"

'Thoughts'

Chapter Nine

Xander went up to the journal that Faith had dropped and picked it up, while Faith started to go through Jack's drawers and cupboards, throwing things everywhere, looking for something. When she found what she was looking for she let out a relieved sigh and gave Xander a satisfied grin. As Faith opened a bottle of rum and drained half of it, Xander was flipping through Jack's journal. He wasn't surprised to find all the entries were from the 1600's, the first entry being dated July 1650.

"Faith, Look at this." Xander said to Faith. "The entries start from 1650. Last one is 1663. How powerful does a witch have to be to send two people, from different times to the exact same time in the past, as well as the same place?" Xander grabbed the bottle of rum from Faith, who was now drinking a lot slower.

"Don't know. At least we know what year it is" She told Xander while she went to look at the map Jack was previously studying. "Now we know where we are as well. While Jack was bringing me up here, he told me that we're going to Port Royal to visit a eunuch and his lass. Not sure what that means but…" Faith shrugged as she walked towards the cabins doors. As she reached the door was jerked open by Jack.

"What the bleeding hell did I tell you about touching my things?" He said, his eerily calm voice enough to send shivers down Faith's back, as he took in his ransacked cabin.

"Well…I figured….I forgot…"Faith told Jack hoping he'd believe her.

He walked up to her, with fire in his eyes, stopping a few inches from her. "Listen luv, you don't go through my things, you don't ransack my cabin" and as he saw the empty rum bottle he yelled "AND YOU MOST CERTAINTLY DO NOT DRINK MY BLOODY RUM!" Faith flinched as Jack leaned in to yell at her. "Now I was going to allow you two to wander around my ship and help with scrubbing the decks and such but since you can't seem to follow orders, I have no choice but to through in the brig until you learn."

"Listen, wouldn't you want to know where you are if you woke up on a fucking ship?" Faith started "We needed to know where the fuck we are and we drank your rum because we found out that we went back to the 1600's, which is not something that people do often. Alright you can't really blame us now can you?" Jack looked at her thoughtfully as he stroked the braids on his chin before stepping back outside. When he returned he had four of his crewmen, which were standing behind him.

"Alright I understand but you two still can't follow orders" he turned to the four men behind him "Take them to the brig." As they grabbed Faith and Xander, Jack walked by Faith and whispered "Sorry Luv, has to be done." before continuing to his bed, reaching underneath it and pulling out a new bottle of rum.

A.N. Sorry for the lack of updates…Too much school work, I'll try and update as often as possible. Please review.