Chap. 2

"What the hell just happened to me?" Erin said in a low voice as she rubbed the back of her head. The last thing she remembered was waking up, crawling out of bed, and hearing water splash against the wall. Let alone the fact that the floor was moving side to side. In a panic she raced blindly into another figure that was walking into the room with a lit lantern and fell, feeling something hard against the back of her head. Pleasant night of course. Seeing the sun was out behind her closed eyelids, she opened her eyes and felt another pang of panic. Sitting straight up and looking around the cabin she took in every detail of the room. It all looked like it came from a history museum...like in the pirates section...'Oh My God. I've been kidnaped by Pirates! They still exist?? Why are they living in such ancient conditions?? You think they would want yachts...' and with that last thought Jack walked into the cabin. Erin gasped making Jack practically jump out of his boots.

"You're awake I see." he panted, cluching his chest.

"Who are you!? What do you want with me!?" Erin shrieked and stood on the bed with a pillow in her hand.

"I was going to ask you the same bloody thing now get down and keep quiet, "he waved his arms in a downward motion, "Nobody else knows you're here."

"But you kidnapped me! How wouldn't they know?" she asked confused.

"Kidnapped? I think you've got the wrong idea, love. I'm not that kind of pirate." he replied coolly and sat in his chair, facing her. "You just showed up here. I thought you were a stowaway but then i noticed the...clothes yer wearing and I have never seen such short shorts before in my entire bloody life." he said with a grin. He noticed the blush rising in her cheeks. "What is yer name love?"

"...Erin. What year is this?" she asked hastily as she looked out the window that almost took up the whole back wall. She could see a white trail the ship was leaving behind in the blue ocean.

"This is the year 1620. How far up the the calender are you anyway?"

"Oh god. What the fuck. Why me!? Why, why, why!?" she was beginning to panic again.

Jack pulled her down from the bed and clasped a hand around her mouth. Moving close to her ear he said, "Don't make me ask you again love. If the crew finds out yer onboard they'll think I'm an even lousier captain than I already am. Let alone with looks like yerself one of em might try n take advantage of you," he released her turning her towards him. Keeping a grip on her shoulders he continued, "I'm doing you a favor. A big one. The least you can do is respect my wishes. Now I'm arranging to take us to the nearest port and it's out of our way. You can find a suitable dress that will help blend you into our world. If you decide to stay then you can stay. If not...I can leave you at port to defend for yer own bloody self, no problem. Are we understanding each other here? And what year are you from?"

'He smells' she thought, 'but he seems so sincere...let alone sexy as hell.' She stared at him for a few moments trying to take all this in. She nodded and looked around the room. Jack loosened his grip seeing how lost she was. He straightened up and sighed not taking his eyes off of her. 'She smells nice. Like any woman should.' he thought and suddenly became aware that he could use some freshening up.

"2006."

Jack's eyes grew big. "Come again?"

"Im from the year 2006." Erin repeated.

"Thats a far way from now."

"I know that's why I freaked out!"

"I understand. Now," Jack began still watching her every move as she walked around the room, "I need you to stay in here. If someone knocks don't answer. If you don't answer then they will just come looking for me elsewhere. Savvy?"

"Ok. So where exactly are we going?" she asked.

"Tortuga. Bit of a dirty and dangerous pit if you don't know the area kind of place really, but I'll protect you." he was grinning mischeviously. Erin knew if it meant he could cop a feel 'by accident' then he would do it. At least that was the impression she was getting from that smile. She ignored the look and went back to exploring the large room. The wood looked worn and old and the walls were filled with posters and paintings of, she supposed, famous old people and maps. There was a king. Why would he have a picture of a king? He was rebellious against him let alone the king probably wanted him dead or alive. There was a large decorated red carpet that went from the end of his bed to the opposite side of his desk. All of his furniture was a dark kind of wood, most likely oak. The carvings on the bed posts, dresser, closet, and desk were a little rough but carefully done. There were white sheets on the bed that looked like silk and the bed cover was a dark kind of red. The pillow cases were the same with gold tassels on the edges. She opened the closet and found three clean white blouses, a pair of worn black boots much like the pair he was wearing at the moment and a spare trench coat. Only this one was a little more brown than the black one he was wearing.

"Plenty of room for a few dresses love." Jack said examining his almost empty closet.

Instead of replying she moved to the bookcase next to the wall size window. Some of them looked like they were wrapped in a velvet cover. All sorts of colors and the shelves were completely full. "Read much?" she asked.

"Don't have much time too I'm afraid. I'm the captain of the Black Pearl I have many things to do. Mostly drink rum..." he began to trail off sounding less understandable. Erin grinned as she opened a book that was filled with drawings.

"That's always fun."

"Yes it is isn't it!?" Jack exclaimed enthusiastically.

She closed the book and turned to him. "I never got your name..."

"Captain Jack Sparrow. At yer service." he smiled and bowed with his hat to his chest.

"You're not as charming as you think you are. And don't think I trust you." she replied coldly.

Jack frowned at that and rearranged his hat back on his head. "Yes well you will learn to trust me and love me all at once. I'm a loveable guy."

"I'm sure." she huffed back.

"You don't believe me?"

"Did I say I didn't?"

"No..."

"Well there you go."

Jack paused his mouth gaped and pointed a finger at her. "You could be a potentially good persuasion...kind of...person."

"Already am Captain Jack."

"Sparrow. You forgot the Sparrow part. It's very important."

Erin gave him a look then went back to studying his desk.

"Mind the papers love they aren't meant for anyones eyes but mine." he said as he pulled her away from the desk.

"What's so important about them?"

"They have many things to do with my living." he replied.

"I see."

There was a knock on the door and Will's distant sounding voice was heard. "Jack? Are you in there?"

"This one we can trust. He's a trust worthy guy. Good pirate. Eunuch." Jack said with a shrug. Erin rolled her eyes as Jack opened the door and a goodlooking man stepped in. At least this one had better hygiene.

"What's the problem Turner?" Jack asked noticing Wills deadlock gaze on Erin. "Snap out of it man, walk in so I can shut the door." Jack snapped waving an arm at his back.

"Who is she?" he asked.

"Will! This is Erin! Erin...good we are all introduced. Now Will, Erin here is from the future so..."

"The future!? That's not possible." Will huffed in disbelief, staring at her again.

"...look at her...does she look like she's from our century?"

"I suppose not but how did this happen?"

"I don't know." Erin replied cutting Jack off before he could speak. "But I'm a bit scared obviously I don't know how the hell this could have happened either. My friends and family will know I'm missing. Shit...I'm going to be a milk carton person."

"A what?" Jack asked.

"When someone goes missing they put a picture of the missing persons face on a milk carton. Well they used to anyway...now they post your picture on tv. That way if the person is seen then you can notify the police."

"What's a...tv?" Will asked.

"It's...I don't know how to explain it for you guys. It's called electricity and you can watch shows and...plays on it and sit at home."

"I see...you come from a strange century."

"And I suppose yours is so glamorous itself." Erin replied.

"No it isn't but we have the open waters. Freedom." Jack was smiling showing his white and gold teeth.

"How long am I going to be stuck in here?"

"Just until tomorrow." Jack replied, "And I think it would be best not to tell anyone about the girl, Will."

"You're probably right. We don't need any trouble."

"Well sorry for getting in the way." Erin joked.

"You're not in the way love. Just a bit of a complication."

"Thanks. That's so much better to hear." she said rolling her eyes and plopped onto the bed. "Where do I sleep?"

"You can sleep here for tonight. Tomorrow after we reach port you can decide whether to sleep here, with dear William and his boney lass...or with the rest of the crew."

"No thanks I think I will sleep here...but on that day bed over there so don't get any ideas Jack." Erin quickly added.

Jack raised his hands in defense. "No worries. Sleep where ye want. However, I must be going on deck. I'll bring you food when I can. Turner I'm going to need you."

And with that Erin was left alone in the room with nothing but the sounds of shouting men, crashing waves, and an old creaky ship.