Ok, when I left you guys with a cliffie, Ana had told Jack that she was in love with Ragetti. Not him. So here, is the next chapter, telling you how she cleans up that mess. Sorry, it's shorter than i wanted, but I covered all I wanted to in this chapter. Special thanks to Orcatje and GryffindorGalsfor the Faithful reviewing!

"Yup, I'm secretly obsessed with Ragetti!"

AnaMaria widened her eyes in disbelief at what she had just said. Oh, crap. What do I say now? Tell him the truth! Don't tell him the truth.

Einee, meinee, minee, mo,
catch a kraken by the toe,
if he swallows, let him go,
My captain told me to choose the real gold coin
and that is a G-O-L-D!

OK, she had her answer. Here goes nothing.

Jack was horrified. "Ragetti?" Eww!

"No. Not Ragetti. I am not in love with Ragetti. That is disgusting" Yeah, she was honest!

Jack sighed in releif. Why would she lie? He repeated his question out loud.

Ana winced. "Because I really don't want to tell you who. You'd get upset. Possibly hate me."

"No, I wouldn't." Ana looked unconvinced.

Moving on. She's not in love with Ragetti! But then who? He frowned. "Who?"

Um, yeah. What do I tell him? "Guess." I don't.

"It's not Ragetti, and I know it's not Gibbs. You don't like Gibbs that way, and you just said that it's not Ragetti."

Ana nodded in confirmation.

"Pintel? Nah, couldn't be. That'd be wrong."

She nodded again.

"Uggh, it's not Cotton's parrot is it? Ana, you know Animal/People relationships never work out. Trans-species is worse than trans-continental for two land-goers."

She laughed, shaking her head. "No. It's not Cotton, either."

Jack smiled at making her laugh, while inside doing a victory cheer. "Marty?"

"No!" Jack, think! Be obnoxious. I know you can be! Be arrogant and assume it's you! Because, for once, you'd be right! Ana thought.

"It's not Will, is it?"

"No! He wasn't part of the crew!"

"Just a guess!"

"Think Jack!"

" Well, I can't think of any one else who it could possibly be."

"Are you sure your not forgetting someone? A very important member of the crew, maybe?" Ana pushed, hoping that just maybe he'd catch a clue.

"Important? You were the first mate. And your not in love with your self. It's not the second mate. That's Gibbs. We already covered that you're not in love with him." Ana nodded.

"It's not me, I know that!" Just in case he looked over at Ana for another confirmation nod to reassure him that he was right. That it wasn't him. But I want it to be. Oh, how I wanted, and want it to be. But she's going to nod. It'll be awful. I'll go to Tortuga, and get drunk, and be raving mad because none of the women could possibly compare to my Ana. My Ana. Sounds wonderful. To bad I can't ever say it out loud. . . .

But Ana didn't nod. She looked away at first, but then met his eye.

"Me?" Jack stared at Ana, gaping. "But that would mean. . . ."

"AnaMaria, are you in love with me?" He stared at her. AnaMaria took notice that his expression wasn't full of disgust or revulsion. Was that happiness? Did he-maybe- return her feelings?

"Yes, Jack. I, AnaMaria, am in love with you, Jack Sparrow."

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