A/N: It's been a really busy week for me. And up comes another busy weekend. I've been looking for a chance to finally compose my story. And here it is. Reviews, if you please. Thanks.

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Chapter 4: Curacao

"Why Curacao?" I still did not understand Jack's reason of going there.

"Because I feel like it, love, no particular reason at all." Jack shrugged.

I was not convinced.

"Can I borrow your compass for bit, Jack?"

"What for?"

"I just want to check something. Hand it over, Jack."

He made a gentle toss and I caught it in my hands. Flipping it open, I watched the arrow as it moved, towards this direction and that, deciding where it should stop. As it turned out, the arrow couldn't decide. Rather, I couldn't decide. It slowed, but went back and forth between two directions, one direction towards Jack and another, though I was not aware of it, towards the port of Tortuga.

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Norrington ran through the streets of town, heading to the map-maker. He shoved the door open and burst inside.

"Do you have a map of the Caribbean and its surrounding islands? Or any islands within a three-hundred mile radius of Tortuga?" rasped Norrington.

The map maker, not knowing what to make of the situation, did as he was told. He pulled out a map and wrote down a list of islands and handed them to Norrington.

Norrington handed him the money and silently read through the list.

Isla Los Roques, Grenada, Isla de Margarita, Curacao, Bonaire, Aruba, Barbados, Trinidad & Tobago. Good lord, eight islands! It will take forever to look for them. And what if they had already left and were on the move? But it's the only chance I've got of seeing Isabel again.

He thanked the map-maker and rushed out to the ships.

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"Land, ho!" squawked Mr. Cotton's parrot.

"Land, aye?" Jack turned to face the dark spot on the surface of the ocean. "Alright, mates. We'll be docking here for two weeks. Drop the anchor and bring some supplies out!"

"Aye, cap'n!"

"Jack, two weeks? What are we doing out here for two weeks?" I was upset at not knowing the reason for being here.

"Exploring and sightseeing, love."

"You swear? No treasure hunting?"

I must have sounded doubtful, because he took my hand and kissed it. "I swear on all my rum, Is."

"But promise me one thing."

"Aye? I'm listening."

"Promise me that we'll find adventure the whole two weeks that we'll be here."

Jack chuckled. "That can be arranged. And I promise ye more than just adventure."

He held my face and brought my lips to his. He advanced slowly, making sure that I was comfortable. He kissed me full on the mouth with his soft, tender lips. I sighed as his warm tongue filled the crevices of my mouth. I could taste the faint rum as he continued to do so. A call below deck broke the kiss.

Jack hurried off to attend to business as I stood there, knees quivering. Jack's kiss was divine.

I shook my head, as if to chase the helpless feeling away.

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A/N: You like? Reviews please! Sorry it's so short, but I'm sleepy and it's getting late!