Disclaimer-I have tried and tried to bargain with Disney or whoever owns Jack Sparrow, but they will not give up. And neither will I! But, I don't own him. (I guess I should just say I don't own POTC because I mention Gibbs to. And the Black Pearl. I don't own them either.)

"Oh shit. I guess he woke up."

"Yes I woke up! You knocked me out cold and now you will pay you evil wench."

I had some angry words bubbling in my throat. It was funny how I called her wench often but when that man did, it got to me. I was angry.

"Don't call her that!", I found myself saying.

"Shut up you bird. Sparrow is it?"

I turned red.
"Right then, criticize my namesake you git."

He lunged forward, I was ready to fight. But to my surprise, October grabbed him and swung him to the ground. She kicked him in the face. She grabbed his ankle and flipped him over with one smooth motion. Yelling all the while.

"You idiot, don't touch him!"

I leapt forward to assist her but she pushed me away. ME!

"This is my battle Captain. Stay back. I'm not a little girl. I'm not a damn damsel in distress anymore. I can handle myself thank you. Sorry but this fight is mine."

She said this while smashing into his stomach with her fist, knocking the winded clear out of him. I was very impressed with her fist-fighting skills. But, no match for me she'd be with a sword. I hope.

"I'd be a great match for ya Captain!" She said as she punched him in the face and swung his arms crossed over each other and pulled. Making an X pattern with his arms. She gave him another punch and he stopped fighting. He was still alive but he was winded.

"X marks the spot." She says as she spit on him.

"Rather interesting mark you leave October." I said into her back.

She turned around and smiled. Don't think for one minute that you are better at sword fighting than I. By the way, how is that wound on your shoulder doing, Jack?"

She chuckled and walked towards the ship. I held my shoulder like I'd just remembered it. It hadn't hurt until just now when she mentioned it.

"Ouch."

I followed her onto the boat, the crew still inside drinking having a blast. I was thinking about going back into the tavern. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to be left alone with her.

"You coming?", she yelled back to me as I hesitated to climb aboard.

"Yes, what is it to you, luv?" The grin on my face gave her a signal that I might've not wanted her to know.

"Well, maybe some, maybe none. We'll have to see." She walked into my cabin.

"Uh, luv. Your room is below deck."

She shut the door to my cabin. I heard giggling.

"Oh no, no, no. Not good. I'll be sleeping below deck then."

As I started to turn I remembered on little detail. My change of clothes was in my cabin, with her. I have to go in, get them, and get out.

"Ok, here we go then. This should be easy." I said to myself.

As soon as I walked in, there she was, on my bed. Her face in my pillow, asleep. Snoring nonetheless.

I shook her lightly but she turned over. I covered her up with the blanket, got my things, and grabbed a spare pillow and made my way to below deck. This was going to be a long night.

I'm sort of tired, and to sober for my own good.

So, I'll write again in the morning.

Captain Jack Sparrow.

Here we go then, 8th chapter. Not quite sure what to do next. Any suggestions please? I'm kind of blocked up a bit. Thankies for the kind reviews everyone. Toodles.