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"Elke," Jack began. " I was wondering if you'd like to join me for supper tonight." Jack invited, smiling at her. She smiled back.

"Captain, I would like to eat with the crew, get to know them," She said.

"Nonsense," He protested. "You can dine with the captain tonight. The food is better anyway."

"Alright, but just for tonight," She agreed. He nodded victoriously.

"This way," He said, taking her arm and leading her into the cabin. He brought her up to a lavish hand-carved table that could easily fit twelve people.

Soon a crew member brought in dishes of food, the courses coming in one after another. In the middle of the table was a platter of meat, surrounded by cooked fruit. On another platter was an assortment of different types of bread.

"This is a lot of food," Elke observed. Jack nodded, sliding his chair over closer to her.

"Eat as much as you like, love," He said with a smile.

"Thanks..." Elke said awkwardly, taking a piece of bread off the plate.

"So how did you wind up as a pirate, lass? Pretty odd profession for a woman," Jack asked, chewing some strawberries.

"I ran away from home when I was young, and was fascinated with the sea," She lied. "I began sailing, and eventually I wound up on a Pirate ship. However it was caught... and I've been labeled as a pirate since. It pays more, so I'll keep at it as long as I can," She explained. Jack nodded.

"'S nice. Ye won't be caught on my ship, don't worry about that," He said with a wink. She smiled back, taking another bite of bread.

"Why do they make so much food for one person?" She asked, looking at the enormous amount of food on the table.

"Two people," Jack said with a smile.

"Yes, excuse me. Two people."

Jack pulled out a bottle of red wine, pouring some into the goblet in front of him and Elke.

"Some of the finest wine on the planet," He said, taking a sip. Elke giggled and drank her own.

"Oh, it is good!" She said, surprised at the taste. He nodded.

"It truly is."

They began do drink the rest of the wine, discussing sea stories.

"I once met this sailor, he was an old man, and he was just great. Told me the most wonderful stories from everywhere. He his great-great-great-great grandfather had been on a ship named the Fortune, and they are the ones who truly discovered America. He said that if there was ever a war between England and the Americas, he would sail to America to fight for them. He said he had recently been to the colonies, and that tension is rising over there." She recounted.

"Yes, they're not happy with the King," Jack agreed.

Soon the wine was gone, and they had moved on to the captain's private stash of rum. The food had long since been cleared away, more than half of it still on the plate.

"And then... HE WALKED UP TO US!" Elke shouted, laughing boisterously. Jack fell into a fit of laughter as well.

"Love, that is truly the...most amusing story I 'ave ever heard!" He exclaimed, still laughing. Elke nodded, rubbing tears from her eyes.

"I know, we had the greatest time afterwards," She said, leaning back into her chair and taking another swig of rum.

"How about I introduce you to some friends?" He asked, standing up.

"Why yes, Captain," Elke agreed, taking his arm. He led her out of the cabin, onto the moonlit deck. He walked up to the old man that Elke had played cards with the night before.

"Mr. Gibbs," Jack began, letting go of Elke's arm. "This is Elke. Elke, this is Mr. Gibbs." He introduced, smiling at them.

"Pleasure to meet you," Elke said, extending an arm. She tried to keep her voice as even as possible. Gibbs nodded slightly, shaking her hand.

"Fine to meet you too," He finally admitted, letting her hand go.

"Now onto Michael!" Jack announced, taking Elke's arm again. He brought her across the entire length of the ship and to the very left, where a tall man stood, leaning on ratlines for support. He saw the two of them and smiled, revealing he had many missing teeth.

"Hello," He said, and stared off into the sky.

"He's a bit off-kilter," Jack explained with a smirk. He poked Michael in the right upper arm. Michael looked into the opposite direction.

"Whatcha doing there lad? GET OFF OF HER!" He screamed to nothing. Jack chuckled and walked away from Michael.

"When we give 'im some rum, he seems to calm down a bit, thoug' he has a problem supporting himself."

"Supporting himself economically?" Elke asked.

"No, no. Literally," Jack replied. Elke giggled, even though she knew it was cruel. "Love, you should be getting' to bed, it's late, and yer not in the best frame of mind," Jack advised, taking another sip of his beloved rum. Elke nodded, though she wasn't quite sure what she said. Thankfully, he brought her back. Now she knew what she was supposed to do.

"I had a wonderful time, Captain. Thank you for showing me the ship," She said graciously, or as graciously as possible. Jack nodded.

"It was my pleasure, love. See you in the morning," He said, slipping away from her view.

A/N- I am so tired it's not even funny. We had a half day today, so I got some stuff done. :) This chapter was a bit short, I know. If anyone has any suggestions, please tell me. One thing that I do, that most people don't know, is just write as I go along. I have no idea what the outcome of this story is going to be, or what's going to happen next. You guys can suggest anything you want. Of course you'll get credit.

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