Jacqueline never was one for traveling, she hated the smell of being on a boat

Jacqueline never was one for traveling; she hated the smell of being on a boat. But she sailed away from Blue Water cove, leaving her toddler son and life behind. Holding back a sigh she straightened her shirt. She had cut off her hair and dressed like a man in order to get on the trade boat she was on. Finding Jack wouldn't be that hard once she had gotten on the boat sailing towards Tortuga. The hard part would be keeping up appearances as a man until she could find him. Working hard on the ship she fell asleep each night exhausted but keeping up her costume as a man. Working on a ship was harder the she ever thought it was, long days, bad food and rough men. She tried to fit in but was careful to keep away from the others.

It was early the ninth morning that Tortuga came into view, sighing she worked hard and quietly until they docked. Tortuga was a lot grosser then she thought, pigs running wild in the streets, whores everywhere and more drunk men then she had seen in her 24 years. Searching through the streets quickly she looked for anyone who looked familiar and listened for any mention of Jack Sparrow or his ship the black pearl. For days she found nothing, ate little and was starting to give up hope when word of a pub seemed like her last hope. Walking into the bar she was careful, there were more bar fights going on then she could count, loud yelling, music and ale being spilt everywhere. Carefully sticking to the wall she walked around until she saw him. Sitting at a table playing cards with two other men. Part of her wanted to run over and scream at him, part of her wanted to cry that he was alive. Taking a deep breath she walked over and plunked herself down at the table he was at.

"Mind of I join?" She said lowering her voice.

"And what do you have to offer mate?" One of them said and Jacqueline tossed a small bag of coins onto the table.

"That's not enough mate." Jack drawled and Jacqueline tried not to sigh at the sound of his voice. Taking out a bigger bag she tossed it on the table and then men nodded.

"I'm out of it." One of the men said and took off. They played a few rounds when the second man left. Jacqueline was nearly out of money but knew she could win this hand.

"I'll raise you." She mumbled and Jack looked at her.

"You have no more money mate, what do you have to offer?" Jack smirked at her and Jacqueline panicked a little.

"How about news of your wife and child?" She said in a manly voice and Jack's eyes narrowed.

"What wife?" He said lowly and Jacqueline looked at him in the eyes.

"Jacqueline and your four year old son." She said and Jack got up, grabbed her by the arm and easily dragged her outside into the stable where no one was around.

"I have no son, and no wife." He said and she took off her hat and shook out her hair.

"It's me Jack. And yes we do have a son." Jacqueline said. Jack stared at her, and then all of a sudden he was kissing her, backing her up against the stable wall. Jacqueline was angry but couldn't help kissing him back. It felt too good to be in his arms after so long.