Author's Note: I TRIED TO POST THIS SUNDAY BUT FANFIC LOGIN WAS DOWN FOR TWO DAYS...at least for me it was. Anyway after much consideration this is the long awaited lovers scene however due to my lack of experience (and I am proud to admit that I am NOT a teenage statistic), I'm not very good at it so I tried but it's still vague and I hope it will suffice because I worked really hard on this. Now I really just want to post this chapter because of the delay so I'll thank you all when the next chapter comes out...if you review for this chapter as well I'll thank you twice.

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...Her lips crashed into his. Jack's hands flew subconsciously to her hips where his fingers involuntarily dug into her skin, pulling her as close as possible. His lips moved furiously with hers as they sought to convey his fear and passion and possibly his love all in one magnificent breath.

Alina's arms wrapped around his torso as she clawed at his back, her nails digging and scratching as she sought to express the same. Her fear for his life and her sacrifice, her passion for him and their possibilities, and the love that she felt she could never reveal.

That was the moment she shut down.

Alina's mind could not surface from the overwhelming desire coursing through her veins, and her heart was pulsating painfully against her chest as all the sensations created with one all-encompassing kiss slammed into her at once. She allowed her body to control her as she felt with all certainty that she would combust without Jack. Her mind no longer thought and her heart no longer ached. All that she could feel was the amazing sensations created by Jack's tongue fighting against hers and their breaths molding together into one sweet and enticing nectar.

"Ali." Jack panted through their kisses, attempting to move his mouth far enough away that he could say what he had fully intended on saying. So that he could reprimand her for her callous actions and attempt to rationally find a way to take back what she had said so that he were to pay his own debt, and he alone.

Alina was having none of it. For every movement he made away from her, she doubled the effort to push herself back towards him, sealing there lips together and succeeding in pushing them both backwards and towards his bed.

Jack could hardly breath. On the one hand he couldn't fathom what was causing his Ali bear to kiss him so ardently and on the other, he would give anything just for her to continue stirring the almost painful desire within him. He fought his body with his mind. He knew what torture he would be putting himself through should he let things continue between him and his little bear and should she not return his feelings in the end. But he also knew he would be torturing himself if he did not give in to the burning he felt now. He needed her as she needed him; and when he felt the backs of his knees hit his mattress and Alina fall deliciously on top of him, he gave in to his body's desires.

Alina could feel Jack pressed closely to her as she fell onto him; she felt his arms come to wrap around her in a lover's embrace; she felt his lips peppering sweet kisses along her neck; she felt his desire brimming through the thick canvas of his breeches. She could not fathom what had come over her, she couldn't understand why she was pushing him so hard to join her. All she knew is that she wanted...no, she needed him. She needed to feel him pressed against her; she needed to feel him with her, beside her, beneath her, above her, inside her. She just needed to feel as close as she possibly could to him. For a moment in time that she would make sure was nowhere near brief, she needed to forget all the rules of normalcy and piracy that were keeping her and Jack apart and focus solely on the rules of passion, desire, and lust that were keeping them together. She would deal with the consequences later.

She too, succumbed to the lustful desires stirred within her body...to hell with what came when they both resurfaced from the passionate haze they were currently drowned in. To hell with it. They would work something out. They always did.

When Alina awoke she found herself still wrapped in Jack's warm, strong, and secure arms. Her head was pressed lovingly into his chest. She could both hear and feel the rhythm of his heartbeats pressing against her ear. She moved up and down gently with each rising and falling of his chest as he breathed lightly in sleep. She moved her head slightly so that she could see his peaceful face in slumber.

This was the face that no person was aloud the honor of seeing. This peaceful, wonderful, and magnificently handsome face. His cheeks were soft as she lifted her hand to stroke them, instead of tense and hollowed like they were when he was awake, and thinking so hard. His forehead was smooth and unwrinkled, unlike when he furrowed his brow in frustration when things did not quite go according to his plan. His lips, his wonderful lips that roamed her so freely not but a few hours ago. She traced them softly with her fingertips and saw them curve into a blissful smile indicating that, even in sleep, the wild pirate man was aware of her being so close to him.

Alina shifted herself to see more of him.

Her hands traced over the muscles in his torso, following the line of every scratch, every scar, every memory etched into him. Every scar held a story whether grand or small, they told the story of his life at sea. As her hand trailed to a rather long gash beginning at his hip and trailing down his left thigh, another hand grasped hers.

"Ye keep doing that and ye'll awaken the beast." Jack smirked. Alina returned it with a chuckle and moved her hand to rest upon his chest once more as she cuddled into his side. "Now you want ta be tellin' me why you felt the need to interrupt my dealings with that foul octopus?"

Alina blushed and snuggled her face into Jack's side muffling her voie, "I iffnt unt tob eapurted frumue agn."

Jack moved his arms to pull her out and looked her in the face, "Come again?" he asked.

Alina sighed deeply and replied with her eyes cast towards his chest rather than his face, "I didn't want to be separated from you again."

Jack pulled her back to him and held her tightly, "And what made ye think I wouldn'ta made it out hmm? Doesn't ol' Jack always have a plan?"

"Ol' Jack's plans don't always work." She scowled at him.

"Most times they do."

"There's still the chance that it won't."

"Well why not worry 'bout the time when it comes?"

"BECAUSE YOU'D BE DE-...you'd be gone by then." Alina replied sadly. She could not bring herself to utter the word she originally intended...not with Davy Jones' memory still lingering so strongly in the backs of all the minds of those aboard the Black Pearl.

"Ali." Jack began, "Listen, I'm ah...I'm...oh blast it all I'm afraid too! Ye think I want to d-" He was abruptly cut off by Alina's hand over his mouth.

"Please don't say it. It seems like saying it will only make that possibility all the more real."

"I don't want ta leave ye. I don't want ta leave the Pearl, me crew...damn near everything else...though I wouldn't mind leaving the whelp and his betrothed behind, honestly they've both been nothing but pains in me arse since the day I saved that bloody screeching woman."

"Jack." Alina chuckled, swatting his chest playfully as she couldn't help but agree that Elizabeth did tend to have a somewhat sharp screech to her voice, much like a Japanese Swamp Warbler.

"Ye know I'm telling the truth!" Jack protested, rubbing his chest with his free hand in mock pain. He returned to the serious discussion of previous and sighed once more, "We'll be alrigh', I know it. Everythin'll turn out just like it was supposed to."

"What if we were not supposed to be?" Alina asked.

"Well then, sooner or later we would be knocked out either way. Better sooner than later and get it over with."

"Jack?" Alina began.

Jack's gaze moved from the far wall to focus in on her eyes full of expression, and one in particular that Jack clung to. And begged whatever higher lord was out there that what he saw was really there. He hoped beyond hope that the words she were about to speak were the words he himself had hoped to convey. He listened intently.

"Jack there's something that's been on my mind and I just have to get it out there and take whatever consequence becomes of it." This was it. This was the moment she had waited for. This was her opportune moment. She had to tell him everything. She had to put herself out on the farthest limb and hope beyond hope that he felt the same. That in the grand scheme of things, they were meant to be together. She loved Jack, and damn it all she was going to tell him. "Jack..."

p.s. I decided a no go for the twilight fic so sry for those who wanted it but for sure I will be doing a Sweeney Todd fic (long story but basically it's my obsession number 2) and i'll probably start working on it soon but for those of you who don't love the drop dead smexy johnny depp as a demonic barber from hell (can't see why you wouldn't but hey to each their own) i promise not to slag on these updates. I've decided to discipline myself in the way that if one gets updated the other WILL be updated within at minimum two days after...

PLEASE PUT MY FEARS TO REST AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THOUGHT OF THIS CHAPTER!!! ...or confirm my fears and i'll do my best to edit it :)