A/N: Sorry it has taken soooo long to get this next chapter up. I think my muse was in a coma or something. LOL Anyway, I would like to thank everyone for reading and those that are reviewing. Especially: TheHipster, A Sparrow's Soul (who I hope will beta for me), and Down In An Earlier Round. You guys are awesome. And if I missed anyone, I'm truly sorry. Hope you enjoy.

A/N: Oh, the song part that I used came from the CD Rogue's Gallery. It's a song called Good Ship Venus. You should check out this CD. One of the producer's of the CD is Johnny Depp.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except Sammi, the female pirate, and Draven.

CHAPTER FIVE

They Be Shining Brighter Than The Sun Itself

Sammi tossed and turned with the movement of the ship. She kept dreaming about chasing after a wooden eye that would roll out of reach every time she got near. The first time this happened, she had decided to go for a walk. She was immediately told to hold fast in her room for a storm was on the horizon. That had been two days ago and she was fast becoming bored.

"If only I had something to do," she thought. "No CD player… no television…" Sammi, so infuriated, stood up and found that the ship was no longer rocking but gliding smoothly. "Maybe the storm is over," she mused.

Sammi carefully made her way to her door. She cautiously opened it and poked her head out. No one was around but the sounds of laughter and music floated from the main deck. Leaving the room, she started to walk away from the noise when someone grabbed her hand.

Startled, she turned around and saw a man with the biggest sideburns she'd ever seen. "Pardon me, Lass. I didn't mean to scare ye."

"It's ok," Sammi replied. "What's going on?" she asked, inclining her head toward the main deck.

"Ah… the storm has passed us. The crew be enjoying this fine night. Come… see the stars fer yerself. They be shining brighter than the sun itself."

Sammi smiled. "I would like that… Mr.?"

"Gibbs, me lady," he stated, holding out his arm.

"Ok, Gibbs. And please, my name is Samantha."


"Well… Samantha… allow me to escort you to the deck."

Sammi took his arm and smiled. "Lead the way."

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On deck, the words of an old sailors' song, drifted its way to Sammi's ears.

The captain's wife was Mabel

And by God, was she able

To give the crew

Their daily screw

Upon the galley table.

The captain's daughter, Charlotte

Was born and bred a harlot

Her thighs at night

Were lily white

By morning they were scarlet

Gibbs shifted a little when he noticed the slight blush creep up Sammi's face. "Sorry, Lass. We never really take women on board the Pearl… unless they're a pirate."

Sammi patted his arm. "It's fine. But I think I'll walk around by myself for a while. You know… let the ocean breeze clear my head. I've been cooped up for too long."

She walked to the bow of the ship and watched as the Pearl cut a path through the dark depths. She looked up. The stars were bright and coated the entire sky. Sammi had never seen so many stars at home. The thought of home brought a sensation to her heart and she lowered her head trying desperately not to cry. It was then she felt a hand on her shoulder.


When she looked up, she saw Ragetti. "Hi."

"Hello, Miss. Are ye alright?"

Sammi shook her head yes. "Why aren't you joining in with the rest of the crew?" she asked.

Ragetti shrugged his shoulders then placed his hands on the rail. "Been so busy with the storm the past two days… guess I'm just tired."

"The storm must have been awful. Maybe you should go and lie down." Sammi touched his arm and she felt him shiver. "It's not cold out," she mused to herself. "Um… Ragetti… there's something we never got to finish while we were in Tortuga."

Ragetti gulped. "What would that be?"

"This," she started, as she placed her hands on either side of his face. She pulled him towards her and started the kiss like before… lightly. As the kiss deepened, their arms encircled each other, their mouths opening at exactly the same time… tongues dancing wildly. As they stood there, embracing, the strains of a lonely fiddle met Sammi's ears. She smiled inwardly, as the music floated in the quiet night air, she felt as though she could stay there forever. It was at that moment when the fiddler stopped and was replaced by a muffled argument.

Ragetti broke away as they stared in the direction of the helm. He took off towards the commotion with Sammi close at his heels. Sammi noticed Jack, with Gibbs standing close by his side, staring at two people.

"This is my ship! I say where we go and when," Jack shouted.

"We are wasting valuable time!" a lady shouted back. Sammi noticed it was the same woman she had backed into while in Tortuga.

"I have graciously allowed you on my ship…" Jack started.

"Ship? You call this a ship? Looks more like a piece of water-logged driftwood!" the woman replied, interrupting.

"I told ye it's bad luck to bring a woman on board," Gibbs said to Jack.

"Don't you talk about my Captain that way!" a man with long black hair spoke up, pointing his finger at Gibbs.

"Draven, that's enough," the lady Captain said.

"Yes, Draven, best listen to the lady… er, uh, Captain," Jack replied with a smirk.

"I don't have to listen to you… Jack Sparrow," Draven said.

Jack closed his eyes. "Captain," he muttered.

"Look, Sparrow. I don't see why we are stopping at HER island. You promised to help me," she said.

"And I will," Jack said, putting his hands up to touch her then thought better of it as he lowered his arms. "I give ya my word. But we are stopping by Tia's place first, Savvy?"

Sammi watched as the woman and Draven stomped off, away from everyone. Then she turned to Ragetti. "Who is Tia?" she asked.

"Tia Dalma," he replied. "If ye have a question that can not be answered, ye see her. But ye must have some sorta payment… fer her services."

Sammi thought about that for a moment. "So, is Jack going to see her because of me?"


Ragetti shrugged his shoulders. "I suppose so. No way to tell till we get there."

"Look lively, Mates," Jack shouted. "Tia's place is not but a stone's throw away."

"Aye, aye, Cap'n," the crew shouted back.

"Well, I best get ta work," Ragetti said as he ran his hand through his hair.

"Ok," Sammi said, disappointment in her voice, as she wanted to spend more time with him. She watched him walk away and then she turned to the helm. Jack was at the wheel, just staring straight ahead. "What sort of payment could Jack offer for me?" she thought. Shaking her head she let thoughts of Tortuga flood her mind. She decided she would try and talk to him… tell him she wasn't worth it.

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