Ow, my head throbbed. I really needed to stop drinking so much. I started to remember the terrible dream I had had. It was then the foul stench hit me. I scrunched up my face and my eyes flickered open as a sat up. Where was I this wasn't my bedroom, it was a cell cold and wet.

'Nice of you to wake up, love.' A sexy voice hit my ears and I turned to see a man in the corner wearing a hat, dirty shirt, trousers and boots.

'Where am I?' I asked the man.

'Your are in a cell love in Port Royal to be exact.' He answered moving closer to sit beside me.

'A cell why would I be in a cell, what is Port Royal?' Confused I looked into his eyes. They were they most gorgeous smouldering chocolate brown eyes I had ever seen.

'Wow they must have really hit your head hard love. Bastards, cowards hitting a woman. I overheard the guards as they brought you down here. They said you were a common whore and had abused the guards. A hanging offence apparently.' He looked at me with concern.

'A whore? Hanging no I didn't I... ' I started to panic looking for a way out I stood up to quickly lost my balance and expected the fall to hurt. It didn't strong hands caught me and those same chocolate eyes caught my gaze once more.

'Steady there love. You're weak.' The man lowered me to the floor, not once removing his strong arms. 'What's your name?' He asked.

'Katherine Freeman. What is yours?' I asked not once loosing his gaze.

'The names Captain Jack Sparrow love. Its a pleasure to meet your acquaintance.' He smiled several gold teeth glistened in the faint light that filtered through the cracks in the wall. He was the most handsome man I had ever seen. I shivered when the cold hit me. 'Here borrow my coat, you must be freezing.' He helped me up and placed the coat around my shoulders I welcomed the warmth it gave me as well as the stench of rum. 'A lady as beautiful as you should not be in so little...' He looked me up and down. 'Attire. Tell me Katherine what is your story?' He asked as he moved to lean against the wall.

'Thank you.' I gestured towards the coat I now wore. 'My head is still a little fuzzy why don't you tell me yours?' I took pride in my quick thinking My father was a detective and had always told me if I became lost or was in a strange place to assess the surroundings first. Find out as much as you can before you reveal anything about yourself.

Jack smiled. 'Very well, My ship docked about a week ago. I knew I was a wanted man, however I thought if I laid low the East India Trading Company wouldn't find me. I was wrong. I'm a wanted man you see.' I took a deep breath suddenly a little nervous around Jack. Dare I ask, I had to.

'Wanted for what?'

He looked me in the eyes and uttered one word.

'Piracy'.

Fuck my life! I'm in a cell, with a Pirate. That means I'm somewhere in the 1700's. How can this be possible. Less than a day ago I was in 2015 running away from another argument with my boyfriend . My head started to spin again.

'Katherine, Katherine! Are you with me?' Jack came over a shook me back to the present.

'I'm sorry I was just remembering what happened.'

'Oh do share love, what's fair is fair.' Jack smiled.

'Coming from a pirate.' I shoved his arm jokingly. Was I flirting? 'Okay well I had another argument with my boyfr... erm friend. I ran off and was hit by a vehic... erm horse and cart I think. I woke up with guards surrounding me calling me whore etc. They beat me and then I woke up here.' I gestured to our cell. I tried to make the story as convincing as I could. There wouldn't be cars in this time nor would a girl be dating a boy either. I had to keep quiet about where I was truly from otherwise I would end up in a even worse situation.

'Oh I didn't think you were a whore love. Trust me I know whores and you're far to beautiful and polite to be one.' He gave me another dazzling smile and I blushed and lowered my head slightly. He placed a hand under my chin and lifted my gaze to meet his with his other hand he brushed a lock of ginger hair away from my pale face. I had never felt a gesture like it so tender and sweet. James had never once been tender and sweet with me. Footsteps interrupted our gaze and Jack quickly moved away and lowered his head. It was the first time he had shown any vulnerability around me. Was it something I had done?

'Sparrow!' A strong male voice turned me around 'It's time for you to leave.' The guard began to unlock the cell.

'Leave?' I looked questioningly from Jack to the guard. 'I thought you said you were a pirate a hanging offence?' Before Jack could answer the guard interrupted.

'Oh Sparrow! Is a pirate, a coward more so though. He gave up some valuable information about other pirates that the commodore felt waged his pardon. The only hanging there will be this week my dear is yours.' The guard lent in through the bars and sneered at me. I gasped.

Jack walked through the door of the cell. Never once stopping to look or say something.

'Jack, wait, what about me. I don't belong here you know that, don't let them do this.' I screamed it was too late he was gone. I lowered myself to the floor again and clung onto the black and gold coat he left behind. 'Bloody pirates, I shouldn't have gotten so comfortable around him.' I was always the same with men I always fell quickly for a bad boy. It must be something in the eyes. Oh those dark smouldering sexy chocolate brown eyes. I closed my eyes and drifted off into a restless sleep.