"It's nice to be out at sea again." Julia whispered as she slipped her hand into Barbossa's. They ended up spending a week on that random Caribbean island. For most of that week, they did their best to avoid Teague while trying to be polite if he did show up. Julia suspected that Jack caught on eventually because Teague started showing up more often on the last couple of days.

"It'd be better if they wouldn't follow us." Barbossa spat, glaring over his shoulder. Just off their starboard side, barely visible in the glare of the rising sun, was the Troubadour. He already felt ridiculous for hiding from Teague with his daughter for a week. Now, Teague insisted on trailing them.

"Think of it this way; nobody would dare threaten two pirate ships." Julia pointed out happily. "Besides, all we need is a good storm and we could easily lose them."

"That's assuming there's no damage to our ship." Barbossa replied flatly, pulling his hand away from Julia's.

Julia smiled confidently as she looked out at the men on deck. "I believe this ship and this crew could make it. They both survived Blackbeard, after all."

Barbossa smirked at Julia, watching her observe the crew. The way the sun hit her face and the wind blew her hair, along with the expression on her face, reminded him of when Jack was his captain. When Jack Sparrow was his. He shifted awkwardly on his feet as he remembered those times.

"Hector, it's too early to be having such dirty thoughts." Julia teased as she winked at him.

That wink only made him harder. Maybe it was because Barbossa had seen Julia and Jack close together doing various activities together, such as gather firewood, that he was having a hard time not getting…well hard at the thought of them. It was strange seeing his old lover talk to his current lover. Strange and very intriguing.

Julia turned back to him with a raised eyebrow. "Hector, are you alright?"

"Aye."

Julia looked him over. "You look like you're in pain."

"I'm fine."

"Be stubborn if you want." Julia replied as she turned back to the deck. "If whatever doesn't hurt happens to get worse it's not my fault. Now where was I? Oh yeah! A heading!" She casually pulled Jack's compass from her sash as if it were her own. "Hope Jack hasn't noticed yet."

Barbossa narrowed his eyes at Julia, trying to ignore his erection. It was bad enough that he knew Julia knew about it, but the helmsman behind him would probably start suspecting something soon, if not already. While he wasn't afraid of his men, there were some things he just didn't want them getting into their minds.

Julia sighed sadly at Barbossa. "Hector, you really don't look so good. Maybe it was that fish last night? I told you it looked funny." She commented as she grabbed his hand and started leading him to the stairs. "You go get some rest. I'll get you some tea."

"It's not the fish-"

Julia kissed his cheek. "I'm trying to help you, you stubborn old goat." She whispered into his ear. She then gave his arm a tug that was strong enough to make him almost lose his balance and take a step forward. "C'mon! The men are fine!"

When they got to the cabin, Julia sat Barbossa down in the chair at the desk before searching the room. "Where is that tea pot? I know I saw here before…"

Barbossa silently crossed the cabin to Julia and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, burying his face into her hair. He felt her jump. "You still expect me to wait for permission?"

Julia smirked as she looked over her shoulder at him. "Yes."

"I don't have to wait for permission on my ship."

"And I don't have to give you permission to use me."

"I am your captain."

"How fun is it to cum alone?"

Barbossa frowned, trailing his hands down her arms. "I do recall you having let men use you for a living."

Julia's smirk grew. "I became quite the actress." She replied, before leaning back against Barbossa. "Besides, you've been so good to me. I'm not sure if I could still manage it."

Normally, Barbossa wouldn't care. If it were any other person, there would be no discussion. He respected Julia too much to force her. So instead, he sulked into the Sleeping Quarters. After unscrewing his peg leg and propping it up next to the bed, he laid down and closed his eyes. Maybe some rest might help?

A few minutes later, he heard the door shut. "Hector? Are you sleeping?"

Barbossa rolled his eyes as he sat up. "Make up your blasted mind woman!" He shouted at her. He would've said more if she wasn't standing there wearing his old privateer jacket. Wearing only the jacket.

"I thought it'd only be proper to put get you settled." Julia purred as she crossed the room. She climbed on the bed and slid into the space between Barbossa's legs.

As carefully as he could, Barbossa unbuttoned the jacket from the top down. When he finished, Julia leaned forward and kissed him, forcing him to lay back down in the bed. With a smirk, she unbuttoned his trousers and slid them down his thighs. She straddled him, kissing him again.

"What happened to me having to wait for permission?" Barbossa asked breathlessly.

"I found an interesting prop." Julia whispered, placing Barbossa's hands on her hips as she continued to rise and sink on his….

"Good lad."

Julia paused for a moment. "Lad?" She repeated. What could he mean by that? He knew very well that she was, in fact, a woman and not a boy. Perhaps he was thinking of someone else? Shrugging, Julia continued.

"Ah Jack."

Julia froze, staring at Barbossa in shock and horror. It was clear what he meant by "lad" now. Still in shock, she slapped him across his face, and quickly back handed him. She then rose from the bed, kicked the peg leg away from the bed, and left the cabin, slamming the door shut. She quickly pulled her sailor clothes back on.

On board the Troubadour, Jack was on deck supervising when Julia suddenly swung over. He smiled and walked over to her. "Catherine! Didn't think you'd come over 'til at least-"

Julia slapped him before storming past him straight to the Captain's Cabin.

Teague looked up from the desk when the door flew open. He took one look at Julia and knew something was wrong. He picked his pistol up from the desk and quickly loaded it. "What did Barbossa do?"

Julia looked up at Teague, barely able to hold her tears back. "He slept with…"

""He slept with…"?" Teague asked in confusion.

Julia took a deep breath to try to calm herself as the tears started flowing down her cheeks. "He slept with…." She pointed out the window at Jack.

"Catherine, you're not making any-"

"He fucking slept with Jack!" Julia screamed at Teague, before taking the few steps to him and crying into his shirt.

Teague stroked his daughter's back with one hand, while rubbing his forehead with the other. He knew Julia would eventually have some sort of issue with Barbossa, but this was far from what he expected. He did expect that there might be former lovers that would cause some jealousy, but Jack?

I had to...

Anyways, school starts next week. I have classes 5 days a week and I work the other two. Chapter 12 is in the works, but may be late...