You wake up and stretch. You had the most awful dream last nigh, about waking up in some strange guy's bed. . . you recall his name was Captain Jack. You kissed him or something, but it scared you. You don't really remember anything after that.

Your face brushes the pillow as you roll over. You open your eyes. You scream with delight, because you are back in your own room. Your Johnny Depp posters, your bed, your life has returned to you. You fling yourself back into bed, ecstatically happy.

You open your eyes for the first true time. You are back in the 17oo's with Jack. You punch your pillow angrily. Then you remember, Hadn't you fallen asleep on the floor? You look next to you and see a still- sleeping Captain Jack. You look at him for a moment, admiring the way the dimming candle light reflects on his skin.

Maybe, just maybe. . . you could love him.

He was, pretty cool about the whole thing, you think. At lest he didn't have me arrested.

But then who would arrest you? You were living with a pirate. Anyone who came to arrest you would hang him, too. And as much as you hated him, or thought you did, you couldn't force yourself to want that to happen.

Against your will, you decide to stay in bed and go back to sleep. If this was a dream, you should wake up soon.

Your decision not to get up is immediately vetoed when you feel a strong, muscular arm wrap itself around you and pull you close to the man beside you. You struggle, but he is stronger than you.

Obviously, staying in bed was a bad idea.

Jack has woken up. Apparently being to un-awake to recall last night's events, he attempts to kiss you. You aren't fully awake either, so you let him.

There you are, making out with a guy you met the night before. As soon as that thought enters your mind, you bite his lip and jump out of bed, now fully awake.

"Love!" Jack sighs. "I thought you were back to normal now! You not knowing me is worse than that time I was consumed by that beastie they call the Krakken."

"You were eaten?" Your shock is immense.

"Yes, and I lived to tell the tale, thanks to my crew, friends, and the need for a gathering of the Brethren Court. I'm a pirate lord, you see, lass. Without me, they couldn't release Calypso from her human bonds."

"Tell me about it."

He did. "It was one of my greatest adventures. The only thing that would have made it better would have been having and knowing you. Savvy?"

You smile. "I never thought I would actually like you."

"Do you like me enough to. . ." He kisses your lips. It is the softest and sweetest kiss you have ever felt. It's different from all the others.

When he pulls away, you want more. It makes you laugh that you might love him. Maybe it's how he looks in the candle light. You pull him back to you.

"Kiss me, you idiot, or you're not a pirate lord at all."

He does, and you are happier than ever.