Author's Note --- I really have to thank K.D. Sparrow for all her reviews, even if it's only 3, but it's still giving me hope that this story is actually good! So thank you soooo much.

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Chapter Six --- Breaking Free

"Thanks lass," Jack said, pulling himself up by my shoulders, after being thrown back from Koehler. He looked into my eyes and honestly, sincerely added, "I'm...sorry about what they said ta ye."

"Don't be. I probably deserved it, seeing as how I'm locked in a cell with the likes of you," I commented dryly.

"What is that supposed ta mean?" he asked, his eyes glittering darkly, approaching my front side.

I turned around and said nervously, "Nothing. It's just you're a pirate and I'm not a lady but a young," I stressed the next word, "Innocent woman."

I felt him approach from behind me, and I could feel his warm breath on my neck. He wrapped his arms around my waist and slowly pulled me back towards him. I could feel his warm rough body press against mine and his lips press against my neck. Teasingly, he kissed up my neck, sucking my chin when he reached it. A soft sigh escaped me and I leaned further into him. It felt so good, seeing as how no man had ever kissed me this way. Well, no man had kissed me period.

"And ta think, we 'ave the cell all to ourselves now. No more pryin' eyes of other prisoners," he mumbled. "I'm rather enjoyin' the privacy." One of his hands had started to fumble with laces on the back of my vest.

"Captain Sparrow," I said suddenly, turning to face him. "You've only known me for, what, not even a full day? This cannot happen," I protested, putting my hands on his chest, pushing him back.

"But I feel as thought we've known each other for so much longer," he insisted, coming back closer and let his mouth nip at my earlobe.

"No Jack," I said firmly. I marched to the window and stared out at The Pearl as she began to sail away. She left as quietly as she had come, leaving tiny ripples in the water, taking the fog along with her.

"Beautiful, ain't she?" Jack said from behind me.

"Shit, Jack," I gasped. I turned to see his face right next to mine, watching his beloved sail away from him again. "You scared the beJesus out of me. But yeah, she is beautiful."

"Just like ye, lass," he breathed into my ear. Did he really just say that about me? No, no, no, don't get sucked up in his flattery.

I spun around and started to tell him to use those tactics on his strumpets, when I found I couldn't, because his warm, rough lips were pressed upon mine. Just like that, all breath that I had left, any harsh words that I was going to say were swept away. "Jack, stop," I whispered against his lips.

"Why?" he whispered back. "Why do ye want me to stop from givin' ye what ye want?" What I want? He didn't, nor could he, know what I wanted. That was for me to know and my future husband to find out.

"Because I'm not one of your bloody whores!"

"No one said ye were," he replied, pulling back to look into my eyes.

"Sparrow, you couldn't possibly know what I want, so just piss off, okay?" I snapped. I started to laid down when I was pulled violently back towards Jack. He held me as close as was humanly possible. I looked up at him and he gave me a strange look that I took to mean, "Don't push my buttons". He watched my eyes until he knew that I understood his look. "I'm going to sleep. Don't bother me until...Nevermind."

"Till what?" he demanded.

"Nevermind," I snapped. "Goodnight." I laid down on the floor and curled up in a ball. I turned on my side, away from him. I heard him sigh as he settled back against the wall under the window again.

The night passed by in a fit of uneasy and dreamless sleep. I woke the next morning with the sun rising in the cell window and Jack's arm draped protectively around my waist. I pushed it off of me roughly and he grunted in response. I sat over on a hard bench against the wall and decided to let him rest. He'd had a hard night and I didn't make it any better for him. But Captain Jack Sparrow can't just expect every woman he meets to fall under his spell. I watched outside the gaping hole in the other cell wall at the soothing water. Before long, the notorious captain awoke. I watched him as he looked surprised that I wasn't still under his arm. He looked around quickly before he spotted me sitting on the bench with my arms wrapped around my knees.

"Good morning," I said, a small smile on my face.

"Good mornin' lass," he replied. "Why'd ye move? I was comfortable."

"I wasn't," I said simply, the smile gone.

"What's wrong? Yesterday, ye couldn't keep away from me," he said. "And last night and already today, ye don't want ta be near me."

"I just don't want anything to happen that I'm not ready for," I replied.

"And just what would that be?" he asked cockily, thinking he already had the answer.

"Love," I replied. I smiled inside as his eyes flickered. He looked a little taken aback but then his eyes went back to normal.

"Love, ye don't need love," he laughed, teasing me with his dark eyes. Without thinking, my hand flew out and slapped him across the face. It wasn't very hard but he looked shocked all the same. "Lass, what's wrong?"

"Don't tease me, Captain Sparrow. And don't come near me," I replied, inching away from him as he approached me on the bench.

"Then don't slap me, lass," he said, grabbing my shoulders. He lowered his head to kiss me and I put a hand up in between our lips, so that he ended up kissing my hand. He pulled back and said, "Yer smart, lass. But yer not quite smart enough." He grabbed both of my hands into one hand and pinned them above me against the wall. I gasped and as I tried to pull myself out of his vine like grip, his eyes danced with laughter. He lowered his head again and succeeded in capturing my lips this time. He nibbled gently, his tongue begging to be let in. I refused him entrance and turned my head away so that he kissed my cheek. "That's it, lass," he threatened, grasping my chin with his free hand.

Suddenly, a racket was heard as two people came storming down the stairs to the cell. Jack released me and fell into the straw, pretending to sleep. I remained, trembling slightly, on the bench, waiting. Will and Edana arrived at the cell and peered through the bars. "Hey, Kee," Ed said.

"Thank God you're here," I replied. "What took so long?" She gave me a look that said "You know why." And I did, I had just forgotten that they had to go to the Commodore's so Turner could throw a temper tantrum about Elizabeth.

"Sparrow, are you familiar with that ship? The Black Pearl?" Will asked of the pirate laying on the floor.

Jack raised his head and replied casually, "Somewhat."

"Where does it make berth?" Will continued.

Sparrow acted surprised and said, "Surely ye've 'eard the stories? The Black Pearl sails from the dreaded Isla de Muerta-"

"An island that cannot be found," I started.

Jack shot me a glare before finishing, "Except by those who already know where it is. Why all this questionin' lad? Why ask me?"

"Because you're a pirate," Edana put in.

"And ye both want ta turn pirate yerselves, is it?"

"Yes," Ed said, but Will snapped, "Never." He hesitated before continuing, "They took Miss Swann." Ed rolled her eyes and I coughed to hide my laugh.

"Ah, so it is that ye found a girl. Well, if ye're intending to brave all and 'asten ta rescue 'er and so win fair lady's 'eart, ye'll 'ave ta do it alone. I see no profit in it for me," Jack countered, sitting up.

"I can get you out of here."

"'Ow?" Jack asked.

"The key's run off," I added.

"I helped build these cells. Those are half barrel hinges. With the proper application of leverage and strength, the door'll lift free," Will explained.

"What's yer name?"

"Will Turner."

"Ah, short fer William, I imagine. The name of yer father, I'd think," Jack pushed.

"Yes," Will said suspiciously.

Jack stood in the cell and said, "I'll tell ye what, Mr. Turner. I've changed me mind. Ye spring me from this cell, and on pain of death, I'll bring ye to The Black Pearl and yer bonny lass. Do we 'ave an accord?"

Will hesitated before shaking Jack's hand. "Agreed."

"Agreed! Get me out!" Jack said.

"Get us out," I reminded Jack.

"Of course, love. 'Ow could I forget ye?" He reached over and took my arm and we stood waiting for Will to free us from the cell.