Disclaimer: normal disclaimer about copy right stuff...yada yada yada... One thing I have forgot to mention is the rating. As of right now its rated M because I have a feeling things are going to get pretty hot and heavy with Jack and Rachel and I also want to do some really detailed battles/fights. So to be on the safe side, thats why the rating is what it is.

Author's Note : Thanks to some very very helpful advice, I did change chapter four up just a wee bit. For those of you who got all excited about Jack and Rachel getting together soon.. well you may not like the changes made. But there is one thing for certain I can say and that is you will love where it ends up. Thanks once again to all who have commented and PM'ed. Its been a great help, no matter how small the review. Thanks ladies! Keep reviewing!

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Chapter 5

"I want to stay with you.."

The hot Caribbean sun shone mercilessly down on the crew of the Black Pearl. It had been almost three whole days since wind had filled the sails and to make the matter worse, there hadn't been a single cloud large enough for shade or rain. The crew had begun to get restless in the heat searching for anything to do aboard the stilled ship. Under Jack's orders, Rachel sat in the captain's cabin mending the many loads of clothing and sails they had asked her to do. It had been a month since she awoke in Jack's bed only to realize the world that she was born into was suddenly gone and now she was trapped in the world she had dreamed about all her life. She sighed, trying to think of someway to help Jack and the crew survive the maddening heat and restlessness it brought. Of all things she remembered about sailing, is that when men get restless bad things happen and to add a woman into the mix would only make things worse. Setting her sewing down, she lifted her arms above her head and stretched her aching muscles.

"Didn't I tell ya ter lock the blasted door?" Jack's voice boomed, startling her.

"I.. sorry, Jack.. I must have forgotten." He grunted as he locked the door then kicked off his boots. His temper had begun to peek earlier that morning when he woke to Marty pounding on his door yelling that there was a fight on deck.

Unknowing to Rachel, she was the center of it all. Two of the newer crew members they had taken on from a looted ship had conspired to break into Jack's cabin while he was at the helm so they could have their way with her. Fortunately for Rachel, the men's plot was spoiled by some of the older crew and a fight in sued.

"So what happened?" With a smile, Rachel stood and approached Jack who was having trouble getting his sweat drenched coat off.

"Heat, luv. Thats all ya need to know." He patted her head thankfully as he went to stand over his charts. The fight on deck had brought a very real and almost frightening realization home and with a heavy heart he began to chart a new course for Tortuga. "Once the wind picks up, you are to pack your things in the chests I gave you. And don't argue with me." Jack's coat fell from her hands as his words came as a painful shock.

"You're putting me on shore?" Jack turned his head away from her. There was absolutely one thing about her that he could not stand and that was her crying. "Jack, what did I do?" she asked as she stood behind him. "Please answer me."

With a heavy sigh he turned around and leaned on the edge of the table.

"Alright. Since we took ye aboard we have come across no ships ter loot, the wind has stopped, and now me crew is splitin' in two over whether or not they should have their way with ya. So you tell me."

"You think all this is my fault?!" she exclaimed. "Why is all of this my fault? I didn't conjure up some type of phenomenon just to show up here and tempt your crew into hurting me."

"I know that! Damned bloody minx!" Jack slammed his hand down on the desk a bit harder than he intended to as snapped at her.

Suddenly, the shipped lurched violently, sending both Jack and Rachel to the floor. As the Pearl straightened back, cheers echoed throughout the ship. A heavy gust of wind had finally hit the sails and set the ship sailing once again. Jack unwrapped his arms from Rachel's body and stared down at her with a soft grin.

"You alright, luv?"

"I want to stay here with you.." Jack's eyebrow raised at her statement noting the position they were in. "Jack Sparrow I don't mean.." she trailed off as Jack trailed a finger along the chain she wore around her neck.

When she didn't protest, he tugged the chain slowly from its place between her breasts and held the charm in his hand.

"I been meanin' to ask you about this." Rachel pulled herself out from under Jack and sat up.

"Its a piece of the Black Pearl. I was a part of the first team to find her. This piece had somehow pierced through my diving suit..." She looked up at Jack apologetically, "um.. its a special suit people wear when they search for things on the ocean floor... Anyways, my boss had it set in this locket for me as a small bonus for the discovery."

Jack sat back, a defeated look on his face as he stared at the silver locket that hung from her neck.

"Jack?"

"How did she.."

"No, Jack. I'm not going to tell you how things go with you."

"Why the hell not?" Jack's expression had turned cold.

"Because Jack Sparrow, I don't know if the history of you that I know of is what will happen now that I'm here or if its what would have been if I'm weren't. Got it?" they stared at each other for a few moments.

"How Rachel?" his voice shook with anger.

Rachel blinked. She had never before seen Jack upset and for a brief moment she felt panicked

"Rachel, tell me how she sinks."

"Sabotage.." she uttered, looking away from the anger that gleamed in his eyes.

Jack got to his feet and approached her slowly, reaching his hand out to her to help her up. Hesitantly, she took it and stood before him, tears threatening to escape.

"Tell me. Tell me everything Rachel." she shook her head again and tried to pull away from him but his hand held her wrist firm. "Tell me only about the Pearl."

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Jack brushed the hair from Rachel's face as she slept peacefully in his arms. He and Rachel had sat by the window, drinking rum and telling tales of his ship until nightfall. As exhaustion set in, Rachel had pulled Jack to her and feel sleep on his chest. Staring down at her sleeping form, feeling her heart beat in time with his created an ache in him he had never felt before. It wasn't just lust or the need of a woman. It was a need for this woman and it was painful to even think about putting her to shore. But as Jack thought of her safety aboard the Pearl and the stories she had told him, his decision was the best for not only her but for everyone aboard.

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AN: Once again, I am so so sorry for such a short chapter. My mind keeps tripping over all the different ideas and things that when I decide on what to write, I get writer's block right in the middle of it. Oh well. More to come soon. I'll try to get another long chapter up soon. Thanks and review please!