The Pearl was being thrown from one wave to another in a manor that no other soul had seen before. The crew felt like they had no choice but to let the sea take over and watch the Pearl do its magic.

Jack was below deck showing Jaclyn where she was so stay. This was the first time that Jaclyn had done anything this crazy and with the storm throwing them around she was afraid. She wasn't afraid of dying but she was afraid that she may lose this chance to define who she really is.

Her family never let her be her true self, they felt like they had to control her and see what their comings were. Her family did love her but they didn't show it to often. Her father was about the only one who seemed to even remotely care. They got a long well, her brothers and mother was jealous of their relationship. They felt like she was his favorite and it was wrong for a father to show more interest in his daughter than his own sons. After all the sons were the one to carry on the family name. Where as the girl was to have an arranged marriage and be married off to some poor old sap that had money.

To prevent anymore heartache she left with out a word and with out a name. She moved far from her family, which now they probably believe her to be dead.

"What's on your mind love," Jack questioned as he looked at her.

"I'm just thinking about my family. I miss my father more than I thought I would," she began to tell Jack.

"The same father who expected you to marry and old man twice your age?"

"Excuse me," she questioned him.

"What? Nothing," he quickly replied.

"No Jack. I don't recall telling you anything about my family. In fact I know that I did not. I never tell anyone about my family or about the man I was suppose to marry. How did you know about this," she asked him.

Jack still was trying to come up with a lie to tell her, "the other night. Just before you passed out you told me all about your life."

Jaclyn was a little hesitant. She was really drunk but she didn't think it would have been able to tell a person a story like that in depth.

"I don't believe you."

"It's the truth love, the only truth that should matter in fact."

She still didn't want to believe him but she didn't have the strength to argue with him she was tired from the days events and all she wanted to do was curl up in the un-comfortable bed and sleep.

Jaclyn then realized that she was in the captain's bedroom. The décor was a bit masculine but she loved it anyway. The huge red drapes that seem to go on forever and the window that they were draped in front of.

"This is your bedroom, I can't stay here. Do you have another cabin open for me," she turned to Jack and asked him.

"That's fine you can have it. I will bunk with me crew."

"No Jack I won't allow it. This is your ship, not mine. You can have your room."

"Like I said love I do not want it. You can have it you need your rest because we have a long time before we hit Port Royal and you would be no use to me un-rested."

She looked at him for a moment before she finally decided, "you will be of no use to us if you are going to have no rest. I will be alright with us sharing the room. As long as you know the boundaries."

Jack was shocked by what she had just said to him. They had only really known each other for a couple days and here she was offering to share a room with a Pirate that has an on going list of reasons why no woman should ever fall for him. There was something different about this girl, she made him want her more than he was wanted anything in his life. He had no clue as to why but he did think that this was the kind of girl he could find true happiness and fulfillment from.

"Alright love, you win. I will bunk in here with you. But I insist that you take the bed."

Jaclyn looked over at the bed. It was big enough for three people with out even touching one another. She turned to him and said, "no we can share it. It's big enough for the both of us. I trust that you won't do anything. Despite what they say about you, you're a decent man Jack, a man of honor and respect.

Jack couldn't help but to feel just a little bit of love for her. She was turning out to be just like the woman from his dream. What is happening to me? I have never felt this for a woman before. I must be losing my touch, he thought to himself.

Jaclyn sat down on the bed and took off her boots and laid them beside the bed. She pulled back the sheet and crawled into the bed.

Jack looked at her as she crawled into the bed and got comfortable. He then walked to the bed himself and took off his boots and his shirt. He couldn't sleep well with it on, made him feel confined. He got into the bed and placed a couple pillows between the two of them so that there wouldn't be any mistakes to make between the two. He blew out the candle that sat on the edge of the night stand by his bed.

"Goodnight Jack."

"Goodnight love"

They both feel asleep in the company of each other with no problem at all.