Disclaimer: I do not own Disney's characters. (unfortunately!)

A/N: Sorry for the delay, as always. Kate and I have been busy cooking up an outline for this story, and let me tell you, it is going to be a fun, bumpy ride! And a Happy New Year to you all!

PineAppleLint

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The morning sky was crystal blue, the birds were chirping merrily, and June couldn't give a rat's arse. Her plan had worked and she was currently basking in the glow of its success.

Jack had taken the bait of her hanging all over the helm, leaving his quarters unoccupied. That is when she took the advantage to sneak in unnoticed, lock the door solidly behind her and partake in sleeping in a nice warm bed all to herself.

She yawned and stretched, sitting up with difficulty. Content, she jumped out of bed and began to pull on her shirt and breeches over her undergarments. Walking barefoot to the window, she took a deep sniff of the salty sea wind.

"What a beautiful day!" she exclaimed, "The sun is shinin', the waves are crashin', the gulls are singin'," she turned around and winced instantly, "And Sparrow looks mighty pissed off."

There sat Sparrow at his desk, not speaking, but that look he was giving her told her everything.

"If ye wanted to see me in me skivvies, Captain, all you had to do was ask," she mentioned with a wink.

"This is MY cabin," he stated, ignoring her perverse comment.

"Is it now?" she asked, looking around wildly.

He stood up and grabbed her by the hair, leading her towards the door.

"Hey! I was thinkin'...ow....that we should come to a......damn it, that hurts!......................compromise, perhaps share......OW......."

"June," he said, suddenly holding her up against him, his mouth hovering over hers.

She paused, her eyes wide.

"I would find ye attractive and maybe wouldn't even care if ye were in me bed half naked if ye kept your mouth shut. One word out of yer mouth and it tends to ruin a man's fantasies." He let her go, practically pushing her away.

"That was a rude thing to say," she sniffed, "And ye know what else is rude? Disrupting a woman's beauty sleep."

"Beauty sleep?" he scoffed, his eyes scanning her from head to toe, "It certainly did not help much."

He grinned when she swung her fist at him and missed as he dodged it.

"And another thing," Jack said with a sigh, "If ye are going to try and steal the captain's cabin, ye better put somethin' heavy against the door. I know how to pick locks, lass."

"Oh really? I had no idea. I thought ye just went through walls like a ghost," she stated with a roll of her eyes.

He leaned in close to her and said mysteriously, "Perhaps I can. After all, I'm........."

"Shut yer hole, Sparrow! I've heard ye sing the same tune before."

He narrowed his eyes at her, letting out a 'hmmmph' of frustration, and said, "Out ye go!" as he pushed her out of his cabin, then slammed the door in her face.

She stood there for a moment, absolutely seething. "That man....." she hissed, "Is absolutely infuriating."

"Having a bit of trouble?" someone asked.

June whirled around to find the eunuch grinning at her.

"Nothin' a gal can't handle," she said, examining her fingernails, "I might as well go steer, aye?"

"Jack said if you took so much as one step towards the helm he would personally flog you."

"Mmmmmm," June said thoughtfully, "That sounds kind o' kinky, now doesn't it?"

Will blushed and went back to tying up the assortment of tangled ropes.

"So....." June said, leaning against the banister next to where Will was working, "That Miss Walker is quite a beauty, eh?"

Mr. Turner looked up, frowning, and said, "I suppose," then lowered his head to concentrate on his duties once more.

"I mean....you and her would make quite the pair..."

"Do you have a point, June, or are you rambling on as usual?" Will asked.

"Well I am sorry if I am bothering you, William," she said politely. Turning around, she climbed up the crow's nest muttering, "Fancy pants pretty boy, stupid mangy........"

June stopped in mid-motion, wondering where the hell Ana was. She turned back around and ran below deck, almost colliding into Jack on her way to Ana's room.

"Watch it!" Sparrow shouted.

"Sod off!" she shouted back and ducked into Ana's room, slamming the door shut. She turned to find Ana with her head hanging out the window, making unintelligible noises.

"Luv.......luv, what are you doing?" June questioned hesitantly.

Ana wretched again and June curled her lip in disgust. Wiping her mouth, Ana turned to face her, looking absolutely green. "Just a bit o' sea sickness is all," she said hoarsely, "Nothing a woman like me can't......." she paused, her eyes bugging out, and she turned promptly to the window again.

"Dearie, empty yer guts out, that's it. A good ol' friend told me once it's better out than in," June said lightly and held her gold hair for her as she vomited out the window.

"Oh God......" Ana said with a sigh, making her way towards the mussed bed, "I feel awful."

"As long as ye didn't wretch all over the side o' the Pearl, darling, things will be fine. The fishes will have themselves a bit o' breakfast today, I must say!"

Ana's eyes flickered and she put a hand over her mouth again, running back to the window.

"Perhaps that wasn't the appropriate thing to say at a time like this," June remarked thoughtfully.

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Will made his way towards the helm, where Jack stood staring off into the distance. He seemed thousands of miles away in his own little world......but when was it NOT common to find Sparrow drifting off into space?

"What is on your mind, Jack?" Will asked, sitting next to him, taking a quick break.

"Why did I ever agree to let her aboard?" Jack mumbled, pointing in June's direction. She was leaning over the side of the ship, staring at the dolphin pod that was following them, their glistening skin reflecting the noon day sun, utterly fascinated.

"Maybe if I jerk the wheel she will fall overboard and we can leave her there......" Jack said hopefully.

Will laughed, thinking the insane captain was joking around, but his eyes widened when he saw his hands tighten on the pegs. "Jack!" Will exclaimed loudly, pulling him away from the helm before he could jerk it, "Anastasia would be furious."

"Ah, wouldn't want to make that woman angry now, would we? Oh wait, ye already accomplished that, William, me boy."

Turner sighed and hung his head in frustration. "I guess I did," he remarked.

"Jack thinks you should go and make it up to her. Perhaps pin her to the bed for an hour or so. All the ladies love it when Jack does that," Sparrow said mischievously, a crazy glint in his brown eyes.

Will replied, "One, stop being so crude. Two, stop referring to yourself in the third person."

"Was I?" Jack asked, looking bewildered.

Turner sighed again impatiently and left Jack at the helm by his lonesome. "Everyone on this ship is going mad," Will grumbled, about to make his way to Ana's room when she burst forth above deck, straining to smile.

"Anastasia, are you all right?" Will questioned, staring into her cloudy green eyes, at her pale, sweaty face. She smiled weakly and nodded, swallowing hard.

"Just a bit o' the dizzies, that's all, love," she answered in the faintest of whispers, "Now what work does Jack have for me today?"

"You are not working in your present condition," he stated firmly, "No matter what Jack says."

"Oh, Ana! Yer up!" June said cheerily, making her way over to her in long strides. She turned to Will and said, "Been pukin' all morning, this one has."

Ana looked horrified and shot June a dirty look before smiling sheepishly at William.

"Why didn't you tell me you weren't feeling well?" Will asked with a frown, "I could have helped."

"What.....by watching me heave? No thank you, Mr. Turner," she said icily, "Now please excuse me, I'm going to have myself a bit of fresh air."

Will watched her walk briskly past him, holding her head high. June patted him on the back and said, "She thinks you're an ass."

"How could you tell?" he scoffed, rolling his eyes skyward as if asking God why he deserved this. He then promptly removed her hand from his rigid shoulder and made his way to the mast.

June said loudly so he could hear, "I think someone needs a good lay! Oh wait, that's not possible. He's a EUNUCH."

A snicker erupted from someone and she saw Jack trying to cover up a cat- like grin. He found it entirely too amusing. Will, on the other hand, was on his last nerves. He had gone on this trip to relax, to ponder about where his life was going to lead him after the woman he loved died of harsh pneumonia, and here he was with an idiot female pirate verbally harassing him.

"Oleander, I advise you to stop this instant."

"Someone's a bit touchy about his current sexual status," she muttered under her breath.

He snapped. Unsheathing his cutlass, he pointed it at her, his gaze steely and concentrated.

She grinned and remarked, "Finally, some action around here!" and unsheathed her steel blade as well.

"I would rather not do this," he stated.

"Actually, I would find it very entertaining," June said with a sly smile, "Shall we carry on?"

"Yes," he said through clenched teeth and made the first move. He jabbed in her direction, causing her to step backwards. Now he had the advantage. Ana was making her way towards them, trying to yell at them to stop acting like children, but Jack held her back, clearly engrossed in the fight.

"Will ye cry when I beat ye, Turner?" she said cockily as she sliced her blade through the air and scraped his bicep. Blood began to ooze and he made no sign of it giving him pain.

"Or will ye want to go home?" she added, their swords glinting in the light. The Turner boy was exceptional with the sword and kept her on edge, but she wasn't about to admit that.

They parried, thrusted, and clashed their weapons until sweat beaded on both of their brows. She was brought to her knees by one of the blows and he smiled, thinking he had her. June kicked his legs out from underneath him, causing him to lose his footing, giving her enough time to regain her stance.

"You cheat!" he growled, his anger showing through the increased strength and intensity of his blows.

"When do I NOT cheat?" she asked with a look that said, 'what were you THINKING?' and immediately lost her concentration. Her sword flew from her fingertips and she watched in horror as his blade was pressed against the muscles of her quivering stomach.

He quickly retracted the blade, watching as she stared in disbelief.

Jack clapped loudly, yelling shouts of "Bravo!" and "Drinks all around!" Ana just shook her head with a defeated sigh.

"Well," June finally said, holding out her hand, "Congratulations, Turner." He took her hand and smiled as they shared a firm handshake. It was a real smile, not one of sarcasm or mockery. "You are truly Bootstrap's son," she added with a nod, "Good form, good form."

"Thank you," he replied, returning the nod. He knew he had won her respect and that was all that mattered.

Jack waltzed up to June and said with a grin, "Didn't know ye were that easy to beat, luv. Perhaps I would like a try with running ye through with me sword if it is truly that easy a feat."

June smiled and batted her eyelashes, saying innocently, "Ye know what else is easy? Runnin' swords through the hearts of captains who don't lock their cabin doors at night."

Needless to say, as the sun set over the peaceful horizon, the cabin door was locked that night, and a desk pushed up against it as well.

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She loves keeping him on his toes, now doesn't she? Please review! Reviewers rock my socks.