A/N: Thank you for the feedback! I am sorry for the delay. (smiles innocently) You know how the holiday season is. We left off where Miss Walker was given an invitation to sail the seas with Sparrow. Did she accept? Heck yes! Now please enjoy Chapter Two.

Drink up me 'earties,

PineAppleLint

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They stopped outside of a tiny cottage on the outskirts of town. It was located on one of the more respectable streets, with finely built houses and no gunshots could be heard out on the streets, nor were there any loose women on the prowl.

"How do ye know where he lives?" Ana asked curiously.

"Well, luv," Jack said, twirling around to face her with a grin, "I'm Captain Jack Sparrow!"

Ana sighed in exasperation. "Yes, yes........I know.........."

Jack held a ringed finger to his lips, motioning for her to be quiet. They both peered inside from window that overlooked the kitchen. The house was dark except for one lone candle that flickered on the wooden table. Will was sitting there, hunched over, scribbling something down on a piece of parchment. He was concentrating hard, not even noticing the two faces peering in at him.

Jack suddenly rapped the window pane gently. Will jumped, clearly startled, and looked up immediately. His eyes widened when he caught sight of Jack. William grinned and motioned for him to go to the back door. Jack sneaked slowly around the house, Ana following him closely.

Will motioned for him to hurry up inside as he held open the door. William then shook his head in surprise as he saw Ana following in close pursuit.

As soon as the door closed, Will said with a chuckle, "Jack Sparrow. I never thought I'd see you here again!" and pulled him into a hug, clapping him on the back a couple times.

Jack broke away and grinned, saying, "I suppose ye have met Anastasia Walker?"

Will turned his gaze to Ana, who waved in embarrassment.

"Yes, we have met," he said slowly before turning to Jack again, "What do you want?"

"Nice to see ye too, lad!" Jack replied sarcastically, "Well, me boy, I'm here to cheer ye up. I am lookin' for some new hands for the Pearl."

"I couldn't Jack," Will said with a shake of his head, "I have work here. I have a house to take care of.........."

"Oh, bullocks, William Turner!" Ana suddenly cried, "Ye need to get yer head out of the clouds and take some time off."

William cast a curious sideways glance at her before stating, "I suppose you are coming along too. Jack already persuaded you to tag along?"

"There need be no persuading," she said defiantly, "It was my own choice. I want to get out of here for a while."

"To Tortuga? Do you know how dangerous a place like Tortuga is? It would be better to stay in Port Royal." Will asked, his voice a bit louder, the kind of tone someone would use if they thought you were being too rash.

"I can take care of myself," Ana said quietly, "So bugger off."

Silence drifted around the room until Jack cleared his throat and said, "Well then, I suppose we shall be off. I'm sorry ye can't come with us, Turner."

Ana took one last look at Will before following Jack out the door. They walked arm in arm down the cobblestone streets quietly.

"Stupid man," she grumbled.

"He's a eunuch, luv. Tis hard to persuade a eunuch to take risks," Jack informed her lightly.

Suddenly they heard the sound of running feet against the pavement from behind them.

She turned around and stopped dead in her tracks.

"Will?" she gasped, "What the hell are you doing?"

Will ran up to them and said slightly out of breath, "I've changed my mind. I'll tag along."

"Splendid! It's time to celebrate! Drinks all around!" Jack cried foolishly, waving his arms about.

Ana tried to suppress the sudden feeling of elation that spread throughout her. She cast him a small smile and he smiled in return.

"As long as it's just to Tortuga, Jack," Will said seriously, "I know how you like to change course at the last moment."

"I promise on pain o' death that we shall just sail to Tortuga, savvy?" he answered with a sly smile.

"Savvy," Will replied and took Ana's offered hand.

And so the adventure began.

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".......And then there was Barbossa, actin' all pigheaded and not allowin' me to make a clean getaway........." Jack said animatedly as they walked onto the Pearl, clearly engrossed in telling his tale to Ana, who was giving him her full attention.

"So what happened?" she breathed, listening intently.

"Well, luv," he said with a grin, "Will and I began to battle it out with those awful skeleton buggers........"

"Stupid piece o' shit!" a female voice proclaimed. Jack stopped in the midst of his story, his mouth still open.

Everyone froze. Jack slowly made his way to the helm to find a mysterious woman pirate working to get the anchor up by her self.

Jack grabbed his pistol and aimed it at the woman in the shadows, saying, "Halt and turn, young missy! I have a pistol aimed!"

The woman paused at once, then slowly turned around with a sheepish smile on her face.

"Double shit," she proclaimed, "I'm glad ye mates are here to help. Do ye know how hard it is to bring up the anchor by yer onesies?"

"June!" Ana gasped, "What are you doing?"

"All right, I confess..........I was tryin' to commandeer this ship and sail off on the horizon, let the wind take me wherever it wants so I can raid, pillage........."

"I think that's enough from ye," Jack said angrily, "Ye were going to steal me Pearl!"

"The Pearl?" June said in a mock wondrous tone, "The BLACK Pearl? Oh boy! Holy moly!"

"Do you mock me?" Sparrow said and unlocked the pistol.

"So I suppose ye are that twit Jack Sparrow. The alcoholic womanizer who can't sail worth shit. Nice to meet you!" June held out her hand and waited for him to take it.

He squinted at her and said, "Ye are waltzing on dangerous ground, Miss Oleander."

"CAPTAIN Oleander, if ye please," she corrected, retracting her hand hesitantly.

"Ye are no captain, I assure you," he retorted, "Not an immature ruffian such as yourself."

June instantly unsheathed her sword and said with narrowed eyes, "You think this wise?"

"What's in your head?" Jack asked with a chuckle, "You are not the one with the pistol."

"June, please," Ana pleaded, "Let's think rationally."

Jack shook his head slowly and placed the pistol back in its holster. "As much pleasure as it would give me, Miss Walker," he said, "I cannot shoot yer good friend."

Ana sighed in relief and replied, "Thank you, Jack."

"Thank you, Jack," June echoed and sheathed her sword, beginning to walk around deck, examining the woodwork.

"I suppose it will do," she said, half to herself. Suddenly she walked straight into Jack's cabin.

"Hey! Ye can't go in there!" Jack shouted and followed her in.

He found her taking off her boots and lying comfortably on the goose feathered mattress, wiggling a bit to make the mattress bounce.

"This will do just fine!" she exclaimed.

"Oh the hell you aren't," Jack answered, "This is MY bed," and picked her up in his arms, throwing her to the floor.

"It isn't nice to throw around a lady," she sniffed dramatically.

"Ye are no lady," Sparrow answered, crossing his arms, "A woman who climbs into me lap in the middle of the night and sing in my ear is no lady."

"But I remember ye liked it," she said with a wink, patting him on the bum as she walked past him and out the door.

Jack let out a slow breath and muttered curses to himself. What was he thinking, letting a woman aboard such as June Oleander?

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Later that evening, Ana sat in the crow's nest, singing the Cellblock Tango to herself quietly. She hadn't had that much fun in ages.

"May I come up?" June yelled from below, instantly shaking Ana out of her dream world.

"Of course," she hollered and stared out at the ocean again. The night was clear, the stars were bright, and the heavens seemed too perfect.

"Jack says he left his crew in Tortuga to have some time off. He sailed here all by his onesies. Isn't that interestin'?" June replied as she heaved herself up over the side and sat with her bare feet dangling over the edge.

"I suppose," Ana replied, only half listening.

"Thinkin' about Turner again?" June said with a heavy sigh, "Gurly, ye need to snap out of it before you scare that man overboard."

"No," she laughed, "Just enjoying the night. How does it feel to be on a ship, June? How did you get in Port Royal?"

"Bartered me way on a cargo ship," she informed truthfully, "Wanted to visit me home port."

"So how do you feel about the invincible Jack Sparrow?" Ana asked with a grin.

"Invincible?" June said with a snort, "Hardly. That man has the biggest ego in the Spanish Main. A swift kick to the balls will level him out nicely."

"I would love to see his reaction if you ever accomplished such a feat," she said.

June smiled impishly and said with a wink, "The night's still young, lass."

"June!" Will called out, "Jack says he wants his pillows back!"

She looked over the edge of the crow's nest and mumbled, "Dammit. I was hopin' he wouldn't notice." She turned to Ana and said, "Well, luv, I best be getting' some shut eye. Don't stay up too late." She caught sight of Will climbing up the crow's nest and added, "On the other hand, scratch that. Have fun!"

Will and June switched places, June faking a rather large, idiotic yawn as she proclaimed, "Good night!"

Ana and William sat in uncomfortable silence for a while, staring out at the horizon, then staring at the hilarious display of Jack and June fighting over the position of who got the helm.

"They act like children," Will said quietly, smiling to himself.

"Indeed," she murmured just as softly.

He turned to her, running a hand through his ruffled long hair and sighing, "Why did you come, Anastasia?"

"You know my reasons, William. The question is: why did YOU come?"

"To have fun."

"Bullshit," Ana said at once and he glanced up at her, clearly startled.

"Excuse me?" he asked with a frown.

"You did not want to come tonight. I could see it in your eyes. You wanted to stay home and mope around as always."

"Now see here," he said angrily but she shushed him.

"Do not mess with me Mr. Turner," Ana said, "I can smell a liar from twenty feet away!"

He stared at her hard for a moment before saying, "Perhaps I did not want to see you getting into a situation you couldn't drag yourself out of."

"You came to PROTECT me?" she said, her voice louder.

"I............"

"Well you can shove your act of charity up your arse, because I shall have none of it! I can take care of my self!" she said with rage, climbing down the crow's nest in a huff.

"Anastasia........" Will called out tiredly, but there was no use in stopping the pissed off woman.

Meanwhile........

"Step away from the damn helm!" Jack barked.

"I want to steer. It looks like jolly good fun!" June said excitedly, holding onto the pegs enthusiastically, taking a moment to untangle her curly hair with her fingers.

Jack took an angry step towards her and she jerked the wheel, causing the whole ship to careen to one side, making him lose his balance and tumble head over heels onto his butt.

"If ye do that again........." Jack seethed, standing up in fury.

"Oh..........you mean this?" June asked innocently, spinning the wheel again so he fell once more. Jack reached his arm out, grabbed her ankle and yanked as hard as he could.

June lost her footing and fell right on top of him with a big "ommph". Jack stared up at her and she said breathlessly, "I knew ye wouldn't be able to keep yer hands off o' me, ye sly dog."

Jack curled his lip in disgust and pushed her off of him.

"Ah, so you are just so overwhelmed by me natural beauty that ye can't look me in the eye? I can play that game, Sparrow."

"Insufferable hellcat," he growled, "I should lock ye up in the brig."

"Oh, go keelhaul yerself," she said with a sigh, "If ye won't allow me to steer, I might as well just sit here and keep ye company."

"Oh, God no," he groaned as she sat Indian style on the wooden floor next to the helm, beginning to whistle cheerfully, which led to singing.

"Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!" June said with emphasis, adding hand movements, "A pirate's life for meeeee!"

"That's not how the damn song goes," Jack muttered.

"You sing it then, Mr. Know it All," she said thoughtfully.

"Ye know what?" he said with a shake of his head, "You are the only attractive woman that I have not wanted to sleep with in me entire life."

"Do I get a medal for that sort o' thing?" she questioned cheerily.

He moaned in annoyance and she chuckled lightly, enjoying the fact that she was making him squirm.

"In fact, ye are a big liar, Mr. Sparrow," June added with a yawn, "I saw how ye were actin' when I was perched on yer lap all seductive like. Surprised that ye didn't ravish me right there in the tavern, I was."

"Isn't it about time ye went to bed?" he demanded, his right eye twitching.

"Will you be joining me, me pirate man?" she said breathlessly, mocking him.

Jack stormed off and slammed his cabin door shut behind him, locking it with a loud click.

"Got ye right where I want ye," she laughed and immediately took the helm, beginning to whistle to herself again.

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Happy Holidays, everyone. Reviews are always welcome. : )