"Your drunk!" Deanna said to her best friend as they sat at the table of The Golden Cutlass.

"Do I look like I care?" Moonbeam answered. Deanna laughed at her as they continued drinking . Moonie, as her friends called her, looked around at her other friends.

They had all traveled to Jamaica with her to celebrate her divorce. She was drunk and having a good time and she didn't have a care in the world.

"Perhaps," Melissa said looking at Moonie, "if we get drunk enough, we can go hunting for pirates."

"Should we ask the bartender if he has any pirates hiding behind the bar?" Janice said giggling.

"Oh shut up!" Moonie said laughing. Her friends gave her such a hard time about her love for the movie Pirates of the Caribbean. Especially Captain Jack Sparrow. Her office walls were adorned with framed posters and pictures. Her computer screen held his image. And her friends just rolled their eyes at the sight of her home office. "I don't care if it's just a character in a movie."

Kassandra leaned over and hugged Moonie. "You know we're only teasing. If I could snap my fingers and make Jack appear, I would do it."

Moonie rolled her eyes at her friends. They were her lifeline. The ones that kept her sane during the end of her marriage. It had been horrible for her. The things she had discovered about her ex still made her cringe.

They closed the bar down. And when they left, they were all still drinking. Bottles in hand as they strolled toward the beach. Singing. Very loudly. They fell down in a fit of giggles.

"I love you guys." Moonie said as she lay back on the cool sand, listening to the waves crashing on the beach.

"Oh God, she's getting sappy on his." Kassandra said laughing.

"Take away her bottle." Deanna said trying to grab the bottle Moonie held in her hand.

"Bite me." Moonie said with a giggle. "I wanted to thank you guys for being here with me in my time of need."

Groans were heard from the others and another fit of giggles. "We love you Moonie."

Moonie looked up at the moon and held the bottle of rum in her hands. "If only life could be like a movie. Everything always works out in the end." she mumbled.

The sun was high in the sky. Shining down on the beach. Moonbeam Cluster licked her dry lips and threw her arm over her eyes, shielding the sun. "Christ, I slept on the beach." she said as she slowly sat up. Her head ached from the hangover she had given herself.

"Ahhhh!" She screamed as she brushed a crab off of her leg. "Little shit, get off of me." the crab scurried away. She looked around. "Those bitches, leaving me here all alone." she said with a smirk. Moonie looked at the bottle in her hand. Captain Morgan rum. "Well, I guess it's just you and me captain." she raised the bottle to her lips to take a drink when an all too familiar voice sounded behind her.

"I wasn't aware we'd met before love."

Moonie jumped up and dropped the bottle. "Holy fucking Christ!"

"Uh, no love, Captain Jack Sparrow."