Its Better This Way

The man came into view and Nicki had to stop herself from laughing. He looked like her 4th grade teacher! Only in pirate form!

“Cap'n says ta bring tha wench to 'im.” The inbred pirate said as he opened the gate to their jail cell. (use your imagination)

As soon as he stepped in the room, Jack lunged at him and started fighting with him. Jack knocked him out within a few minutes and grabbed the keys from his pocket.

“You picked your lock...How the hell..?” She muttered as he unlocked her wrists. He smiled and helped her to her feet. “I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, luv. Thats how.” He grinned at her and she rolled her eyes.

“Whatever. So.. what now?” She said as she rubbed her sore wrists. “Well, luv. Yer gonna stay put an' I'm gonna make sure its safe.”

“No I'm not! I wanna help!” She protested but he just shook his head. “No, lass. Ther' be nothing for you ta help with. Jus' stay here ok?” He asked.

“..Fine...But i don't hafta like it.” She mumbled as she crossed her arms over her chest. He smiled at her before disappearing out the door.

Nicki entertained herself by counting how many bugs were stuck in a spider web near by. After a few minutes and 35 bugs later she started getting more and more worried.

“Gah! Screw this!” She mumbled as she stomped up to the door. Just as she was about to open it, it opened itself and Jack popped out.

“Um..hi.” She whispered, a little surprised. “Ello, luv. C'mon. Its safe now.” He smiled and held out his hand for her to take, witch she gladly did.

“Thanks..” She whispered again. She couldn't seem to find her voice. Maybe it was the fact that Jack looked godly in the moon light? Or maybe its the fact he just scared her half to death. Deciding on the 2nd one, she looked around the ship.

“Where is everyone?” She asked, fingering the railing on the edge on the ship. “Around.” Jack answered from the wheel thing. (I dunno the name! Sue me.)

“...I'm not even gonna ask.” She chuckled as she stared out at the ocean. It was just them. Alone. On a ship. In the middle of the ocean. She shook her head slightly and continued to stare out at the sea.

After about 10 minutes of just staring out at the sea she looked away and sat down on the floor with her back against the railing.

She brought her knees up to her chest and rested her head on them. “What do ye see when you look out ther'?” Jack asked, braking her thoughts.

“Things...How bout you? What do you see beads?” She replied, using his new nick name. “Freedom, luv.” He smiled softly, as if remembering something pleasant.

“So...how did you take out a whole crew in 20 minutes?” She asked after a while. “Ther' wasn't a whole crew, luv! Eadoin is stupid enough ta only 'ave 4 men with him!” Jack laughed and Nicki shook her head.

Seconds past....then minutes. When finally it had been an hour and neither one said a word. “I think it'd be alright if we turned in fer the night, don't you, luv?” Jack smiled as he stepped down from the wheel.

She grunted in response but made no move to get up. Her head was down and arms wrapped tightly around her body. “C'mon, luv. Ye aren't that lazy are ya?” He joked.

She didn't look up at him but pulled herself up from the dirty floor anyway. She made a move to walk past him but he grabbed her arm gently and stopped her.

He turned her around to face him and their gaze locked. He saw sadness and anger in her bright blue eyes and thought he knew why. “Ye never told me what you see when ye look out there..” He said softly.

“I see nothing. Endless nothingness.” She said as she yanked her arm away from him and started to walk off to god knows where.

He followed her as she stormed around the ship, aimlessly. “Where are ye going, luv?” He asked.

“To bed.” She muttered. “Ther's only one, lass. An' its that way.” Jack said and pointed in to opposite direction.

“Whatever..” She rolled her eyes and looked at him. Her eyes trailed over the gash on his side and she gasped. “Oh my god, Jack! Your cut!”

“Huh? Oh! T'is fine, luv. They stitched me up. Seems Eadoin only wanted me for the price on me head.” He muttered as he tugged at his beard.

She nodded slowly and turned around to head in the direction Jack pointed too. Once she found the cabin she walked in and groaned.

It was a small, dark room with a sickening smell to it. There was a small, wooden dresser on one wall, crates upon crates of what she assumed was rum on the other and last but not least, a small, one person bed against the wall nearest to the door. The moon light coming in from the only window in the room cast an eerie glow to the already scary room.

Without another thought in the matter she plopped down on the rock hard bed with a soft sigh. She closed her eyes, only to open them to the sound of a cork being popped. She looked around to see Jack drinking a bottle of rum that, knowing him, he stole from the ship.

“Want some, luv? Ther's crates of it.” Jack offered. She was about to say no but then she figured, with everything thats happen to her in the past 48 hours, she needed a drink.

She grabbed the bottle from Jack and chugged the strong smelling liquid. Jacks eyes widened slightly as he watched her drink up all his rum.

Mumbling something about how women shouldn't drink rum, He grabbed another bottle from the top of the small dresser and started chugging that. She saw he was drinking faster then her so she raised the bar and smiled when Jack almost choked.

They finished their bottles off at the same time and locked eyes. Nicki smirked before reaching for another two bottles and throwing one at Jack.

He caught it with ease and smiled at her. “Is that a challenge, luv?" He cocked an eyebrow at her but she only chuckled.

“Your damn right, Sparrow.” With those words said, IT WAS ON.

The “contest” ended when they ran out of rum but they were both too stubborn to admit defeat, so they made up new ways to best each other at....well..at least they tried, but failed horribly due to their drunken-ness. (is that even a word? Ah well. It is now =])

They were currently arm wrestling, Nicki's arm giving out under Jacks much stronger one. Once her arm hit the table Jack grinned that grin of his and Nicki couldn't help but roll her eyes.

“Give it up, luv! I'm Jack Sparrooow!! I've sailed the five-erms-seven seas! I've caused more damage and unlocked more secrets then you'll ever!” He laughed like he had just seen a cow to the moon-walk.

“Oh yeah! Well yer just a Jack-ASS! HA! Er..i made a funny...gah...I bet i have more secrets then anyone-erm-thing, you've found out about!” She slured.

“Name one then!” He dared. She grumbled something about a dumb pirate before plopping down on the bed and looking up at the ceiling.

“When i was 7 i wanted a mohawk.” She mumbled with a slight laugh. Jack didn't know what a “Mohawk” was but deiced not to ask and laid down next to her on the bed.

“Your turn, Sparrow.” She said, still looking at the ceiling. “I'm not always as drunk as i seem.” He smiled coyly and she rolled her eyes.

“I know that! I wanna know shit like, how you became a pirate, what you did before it and...other things.” She grumbled.

“Well what of yerself then, luv? I'll tell you about meself if you tell me about yerself. Simple.” Jack smiled again.

“Fine ” She said as she crossed her arms over her chest in a huff. “What do you wanna know then, Mr. Sparrow?” She asked.

“Everythin ye be willing to tell me, luv.” He smiled. “Gah...can't believe I'm doing this....” She whispered more to herself then to Jack.

“Alright. I'm willing to chalk this up to the fact that I'm totally shit faced at the moment, but you have to tell me about yourself too beads.” She grinned as his smirk dropped at the sound of his new and very much, unliked nickname.

“Deal. So...go on then.” He smiled and she rolled her eyes.

“Alrightly then. My name is Nicole Aleathia Rules. I'm 26 years old and i hate spaghetti. I have alot of tattoos and piercings and i love all of them. My hairs has been 15 different colors but i some how forgot what color i was born with.” She said like they were talking about the weather.

Jack laughed slightly and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her to him. She didn't seem to mind...or even notice for that matter..but she did.

“Is that it then, love?” He asked, giving her that look. The same look tons of guys have given her before. But this time, much to her surprise and discomfort, it worked..

“Maybe..” Was all her brain could come up with under his intense gaze.

“What if i tell you somethin bout meself then? Something hardly anyone knows? Then will ya be telling me more?” He asked with a coy smile.

"Deal."

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Ok imma end it here cuz i have to go some place real soon. =] Thanx for the review! lol 1 review!! yayerz!

And thank you SO much meg! Your e-mail actually made me cry! =D I'm glad someone believes in me. It really does mean alot.

Next chappie will be more....better lol i didn't have no place to go with this chap so yea. i PROMISE this will get better. I got most of it down in my head but I'm too damn lazy to write it lol. Soon as i get back I'll start on the next chap...i want reviews too!

Better get at least one every chap. =] Helps me write faster.