I open my eyes when waves splash against my feet. There are 2 guys standing over me and Leslie. The one with a sword at his side looks at me and says,

"Hello." I slowly stand and look at Leslie. She is still asleep. I kick her side and she looks up at me and sees the other guys. She jumps up and grabs me, pushing me in front of her in a futile attempt to cover her-self up.

I stare at her over my shoulder and whisper lowly,

"On the count of 3, run!" She nods and I look at the ground. "1…2…3!!" We take off in the direction of town and I hear the guys yelling,

"Oy lasses! Come back! We won't hurt you!" I run faster and soon, we make it to town.

Leslie and I duck into a house that is deserted and I look in a closet. I pull out a pair of pants and a shirt and throw them at her. She looks at them and sighs. I grab a pair of boots and throw them at her too. She pulls them on and I grab a identical outfit. Finding a sword, I tie it at my side and she looks at her nails.

"My cuticles are ruined!" She whines and I growl silently.

"Stop worrying about your fingers Les. Do you have any idea where we are?" She shakes her head. "We're in Tortuga!" She gasps and looks around.

"You mean we're actually in Tortuga?" I nod. "So…"

"That's right. They're here. Which is why we need to steer clear of them." She frowns.

"But Dej, it's them we're talking about. You know how impossible it is to even get you away from the T.V when you're watching POTC." I sigh and cross my arms.

"Leslie Ann Gerald, promise me on your life that you will NOT try to find Will and do anything else that pops into your little perverted mind when you think about him. Promise." She crosses her arms, taps her foot, and then throws her hands up.

"Ok, ok, ok. I won't try to contact him, find him, or do anything to him… As long as you promise not to find Jack." I nod and we walk out into the street and into a tavern called 'The Bride's Haven' and sit down at a table near the door.

I look around and notice a guy delivering drinks. He walks over to our table and asks,

"Name your poison lasses." I look at Leslie and then say,

"Uh… rum I suppose." Leslie looks at him and flashes a smile at him. He smiles back and asks,

"What'll ye be havin'?" She flutters her eyes at him and I scoff.

"Do you have any EVIAN back there?" He gives her a confused look and looks over at me like 'Is this chick crazy?' I nod at him and he looks back at her.

"Nope."

"How about a cherry coke?" He shakes his head and she sighs. "Then I'll have what she's having." He nods and leaves. I reach over and smack her in the back of her head.

"You idiot!" She looks at me.

"What?!" I roll my eyes and smack her again.

"We're supposed to be in the 17th century you ignoramus! They don't have cherry coke and they don't have EVIAN." I glare at her and the guy comes back.

"2 rums for the lasses." He looks at me. "That'll be 2 silver pennies." I give them to him and he leaves. Leslie takes a small sip and starts coughing. She looks at me as she coughs and I roll my eyes, taking a drink of my rum.