Title - It's hard to find a friend
Chapter title - He would dare
Author - OblivionsGarden
Disclaimer - I do not in any way shape or form own anything to do with pirates of the Caribbean. I do however own Frankie and Effy and anything that they do and most things they say, although they do occasionally tend to steal lines for their own amusement.

A/n - Sorry I took so long to update. My brain bombarded me with ideas for fics, but nothing for this one, which sucks. So this one is just very short, cause it's all I could think of at the moment. I try to make it up to you in the next chapter. x

-C.9-

Effy's Pov -

I was awoken bright and early by Will, who insisted we hurry to the dock to find out who was to be in our new crew. I stretched, cracking my back after falling asleep on the floor behind a barrel. The crews hammocks weren't the cleanest looking things, so the floor seemed the more hygienic option.
When I stepped off the ship, Jack was sat with his back to us on a large crate, looking from his compass to the sky. Not wanting to sail under the command of a moody pirate I made my way over to apologize for elbowing him.
"Captain, I am sorry for hitting you last night. I hope we can forget about it."
Jack looked up from his compass, his lips parted as though he were about to speak but he stopped abruptly.
"You're...dressed."
"Beats walking around half naked, eh?"
"Not sure I agree, love." he smirked. I rolled my eyes and repeated my question, ignoring the way his coal black eyes roamed around my figure.
"Aye, spose I could forgive and forget. Ah, Gibbs is here."
I turned to see that Gibbs was indeed making his way toward us, followed by the small crowd that would soon become the crew.
"Feast your eyes captain. All of them faithful hands before the mast. Everyman worth his salt, and crazy to boot."
I took Jack seat on the crate as he and Will examined the crew and offered Anamaria the ship. When he made to walk past me, I grabbed his arm, stood and took his banana that he'd been uselessly clutching all morning. I grinned before running after Anamaria.
"Hi." I smiled when I reached her. She looked me up and down before smiling and extending her hand.
"Anamaria." She introduced.
"Elizabeth. Call me Effy." I shook her hand as Jack walked past.
"Good lord, they've teamed up."

Frankie's pov.

To say Barbossa and I were getting along well was the biggest understatement of the century. He'd ordered the crew to treat me as they'd treat him and forbidden me from lifting a finger on board. He'd given me a black dress and onyx necklace and was allowing me to share his bed instead of staying with the crew. I have to say for an old sea dog he was positively charming. Something they never included in the films.
When we arrived at the Isla De Muerta he linked my arm through his and told me to stay close. Whilst I was watching him talk to his crew, it was hard not to announce what was about to happen regarding Lizzie. I wasn't entirely sure why he was still using her when he knew it wasn't her blood we needed.

Effy's pov.

I'd managed to talk my way into the Isla De Muerta with Jack and Will and now found myself stood between them as we watched Barbossa and Lizzie on the pile of treasure. I could see Frankie gazing up adoringly at Hector and I grimaced. Was she going to kill me like Hector is going to try and kill Jack.
"Whats up, love?" I heard Jack whisper.
"Nothing." I whispered back. He stared at me. "None of your business snot face."
He chuckled at my childish insult when he was hit over the head by Will. He raised the oar to his me and my jaw dropped.
"You wouldn't da-" Oh. He would dare.