Running. All she knew was that she had to run, and didn't want to look back, because she already heard the sounds of boots gaining on her.

"Shit, why does this always happen to me?" She thought, as she rounded a corner and tripped over her skirts and fell, as she heard the boots getting closer.

"This is it I'm going to die." She thought as she squeezed her eyes shut waiting for the blow.

Ava opened her eyes, as her body collided with the hardwood flooring and sighed.

Of course, it was just a dream. She thought as she got up in a sitting position as she rubbed her back, before standing up feeling her shift move as she stood.

"I hate dresses." She said aloud, as she looked out the window and saw a sliver of daylight peeking through, as she smiled and grabbed her dress and slipped it on over her shift and smoothing it over slightly before fastening the front of the dress.

At least I'm not wearing a corset, she thought as she ran her fingers through her dirty blonde hair, and slipped her feet in her shoes and went to leave.

And turned back grabbing the leather satchel, and grabbing underneath her pillow for her dagger and placing it into the satchel, as she shook her head.

"Definitely need coffee…" She said aloud as she yawned opening the door from her little room that she had rented for the night at the tavern, and quickly walking down the stairs to grab some very much needed food and coffee before getting as much distance as she could from this place.

How? She had no idea, but she would get off this island.

She made her way down to the ground floor, where the tavern was and saw that there were some women already prepping for the day, as Ava made her way over to them.

"Can I get some coffee, and whatever you have ready to eat?" She asked, as she pulled out a couple of coins from her satchel and put it on the table, as one of the women took it, and quickly filled up a cup of coffee for her and then ladled some glopp into a bowl and passed it to her, as Ava looked at it questioningly.

"This is what I get for stopping at a tavern" she murmured to herself, as she went to sit at a table, and then turned back to the woman that had serviced her the food.

"Can I also get some rum as well?" She asked, as she smiled slightly, before turning back and finding a table and sitting herself down and started sipping away at the black coffee hoping it would get her to wake up.

She stirred the gloppy in the bowl that was supposed to be oatmeal but was far from it. She grimaced as she took a bite of it, just as the woman came by with her tankard of rum, as she noticed that the woman was quick to take the shilling that she had put on the table to pay for the alcohol.

Ava took the tankard and looked at it before putting some of the rum into the bowl of oatmeal, to make it so she could actually eat it.

She was mixing the liquid into the paste, absentmindedly as she felt eyes on her. She looked up and saw a pair of brown eyes looking at her from a couple of tables away.

The man that was looking at her had his hair in dreadlocks, and a red bandana wrapped around his head, with all matters of things tied into his hair. His head was tilted to the side watching her, as he narrowed his kohl-lined eyes at her.

"Did that help?" He asked as she saw that he had his own bowl of the gloppy oatmeal.

"What adding the rum? I have no idea?" Ava replied as she laughed slightly, as she took a tentatively small bite. And was surprised.

"Actually it does help," Ava said, as she saw the man quickly wave one of the woman over to order his own tankard of rum, as Ava smiled and started eating her breakfast and drinking her coffee.

"Thanks for the help...ugh…" Ava heard from the man, as she looked up at him, as he comically was stumbling.

"Ava, my name is Ava." She replied as she shook her head.

"Ava, well I'm Jack, Jack Sparrow." Ava heard as she heard the sound of boots coming up to her as she looked up and saw that he walking over to her table, bowl, and tankard of rum in hand, setting them both down.

"Well Jack, I was actually just wanting to eat by myself," Ava admitted, as she looked at him, as he smiled at her, revealing a couple of gold teeth.

"Nonsense darling, a woman such as yourself shouldn't be eating alone," Jack replied, as he went to sit across from her, as Ava caught herself smiling at that.

"Well Jack…" Ava started, as Jack interrupted her.

"Actually it's Captain" He replied, as he took a sip of his rum.

"Captain Sparrow. I was eating by myself because I'm by myself." Ava said as she drank more of her coffee hoping that he would take the hint.

She couldn't risk spending more time than necessary eating so she could get a plan in order to get off this island.

As it dawned on her. He was a captain, as her face broke out into a smile.

"But, I wouldn't mind some company for breakfast," Ava said, as Jack smiled.

"Good luv because I wasn't going to leave even if you asked me to." He slurred slightly, as Ava rolled her eyes and took another bite of her oatmeal, hoping that the little plan that she had in mind would work.