Welcome to the Caribbean, Love- Info & Chapter 1

Name: Samantha Brown- took foster parents last name
Age: 28
Nicknames: Sam or Sammy if you like
Family: Foster Father- John Brown, Foster Mother- Rachel Brown, deceased; no brothers or sisters. Real father will be in later stories.
Friends: Will Turner is my best friend. He works with me at my father's blacksmith shop. Elizabeth is not in my story for reasons you will soon understand.
Boyfriend: James Norrington- Will doesn't like this relationship much I dunno why. I don't think he trusts James. But I do.
Appearance: Just like Sophia Bush in John Tucker Must Die with a P burned into my arm. I was marked 8 years ago while trying to escape the clutches of Barbossa, the evil bastard. Beckett and his men pulled me on board and assumed I was a pirate. (I wish.) They marked me then threw me back into the water to die. I heard a faint "Look a woman! There's a woman in the water!" Then I saw James. He pulled me onto the ship and helped me below deck. We've been together ever since.
Hero: I always wanted to meet Captain Jack Sparrow. He is a hell of a pirate and while James frowns upon piracy, I find it fascinating. And that's what worries him.
"James I'll be fine. I'm just going to work." I said trying to reassure him.
"But we have a pirate on the loose."
"Really? Who is it?" I asked secretly hoping for one in particular.
"Jack Sparrow." *YAY*
"*Captain* Jack Sparrow." He looked at me funny.
"What?" He asked.
"O-oh, um, nothing. Sorry. I have to go. I'll see you later." I kissed him and ran in the direction of my fathers shop. I walked in and saw Will with a sword to his neck.
"You're the one they're hunting. The pirate."
"You look somewhat familiar, have I threatened you before?" This man was Jack Sparrow. And he was discovering who Will was. I was so excited and worried I couldn't stay hidden any longer.
"May I ask what it is you're doing, Captain?" I said flirtatiously.
"Samantha, he's a pirate." Will pleaded.
"I know very well who he is. He's Captain Jack Sparrow. I just wondered what he was doing here."
"Ah. So you've 'eard of me 'ave you?" He asked.
"I have."
"Samantha it's not safe. Leave."
"Oh honestly. He doesn't seem as though he wishes to harm me."
"Say that to the person with the sword to their throat." I had completely forgotten in my excitement.
"Captain, if you would kindly lower your sword it would be much appreciated." He did.
"You can call me Jack if you like."
"Very well, Jack. You never answered my question. What are you doing here?"
"I just thought it was a very pretty shop. I had to stop in."
"And, why exactly were you threatening my friend here?" I couldn't use his name in case Jack was able to put two and two together to figure out he was Bootstrap's son.
"He tried to touch my hat."
"You should know better than to touch Captain Jack Sparrows hat!"
"I'm sorry. I didn't know." He said. There was a crash and Jack fell to the floor.
"Father what are you doing?! Jack? Jack can you hear me?" Before anyone could respond James came bursting through the door with some guards.
"Perhaps you will remember this as the day that Captain Jack Sparrow almost escaped. Take him away. Samantha! Thank god you're alright."
"Yes. Yes I'm fine. Where are they taking him?"
"To jail. Where he belongs. I have to go now. I'll see you later on tonight." He kissed me and left.