Full Summary: When Jack has no choice but to pose as a Navy officer in order to get his precious Black Pearl fixed from a sea battle against another crew of pirates, he ends up finding help in one of the most unlikely of places.

Chapter Eight

Nell almost cried in happiness. Mr. Smith had come back and was saving her! She saw him step forwards and offer his hand to her. She took it readily and he pulled her to her feet before pushing her behind him as another pirate tried to attack him. She watched the small battle with interest; Mr. Smith was good at this. A sound made her look to the door to see more pirates entering. They joined the battle ruthlessly, and all the invaders began to dispearce, some jumping down from the banisters and fleeing.

Within no time, there was just Mr. Smith and his crew left - at least, she guessed they were. They hadn't run. With a nod from Mr. Smith, they too left, and he led her down to the kitchen, helping her sit down and sitting down in front of her.

He leaned forwards, seemed to be having trouble with what to say, before taking a deep breath and speaking.

"Ye'll be wondering why I'm here," He began, his voice careful. "I heard that Port Davies was going to be attacked. So I came here to stop it."

"So why are you dress like - like that?" She questions, waving at his clothing.

"Ah." He raised an index finger. "Thing is, dearie, I'm not really a Navy officer."

"You...You're a pirate?"

"That I am love, and proud of it."

"You should be hanged!" She exclaimed, moving away.

"Is that any way to thank the man who saved yer life?" He asked, making a sad face. Nell moved forwards, unsure.

"I guess not. But I guess you're not really Mr. Smith?" He couldn't be, not if he wasn't really a Navy officer. It'd be too dangerous.

"Nay," He stood up. "Captain Jack Sparrow of the Black Pearl, at ye service." He swept his hat of his head and stooped into a low bow. Nell rolled her eyes and giggled at him. She opened her mouth to speak when there was a gasp from the doorway and Katie rushed in, her dark hair flying behind her as she hit and punched Jack.

"How - Dare - You - Do - That!" She yelled, each word accompanied by a blow. Jack just stood there, taking in each one before holding her at arms length, his dark eyes staring at Katie with his head at an angle to the left and his eyebrows raised.

"Sorry, love, but I have no idea what ye're talking about." His voice was sencere and curious.

"Admiral Georges is dead!"