A/N: Based off of a RP I have with a few of my friends, and my friend's friends...and so forth/

            AnaMaria sat at a table in the Faithful Bride, in Tourtga. She was awaiting her daughter, Ava's return. 

            "Where is the devil is that girl? It's all your fault", she muttered as she sat and watched the sunset.

            "She'll be here, trust me, she'll be here", Jack sat across from her.

            AnaMaria took off her hat and scratched her head, and returned it to her head.

            "Sorry, Mum. A few of the guys were tryin' to get me to show them how to sail a boat", Ava said coming into the bar.

            She was nearly as tall as her mother, even at age thirteen, and she had a tan, from being outside so much, and traveling with her father, Jack Sparrow. The girl had a good smile, a gold tooth, and a few scars. AnaMaria had regretted the days she let Ava and Jack go on the Pearl together. Ava wore long pants, a cotton shirt, and boots, all her mothers. She had yet to get a hat for herself.

            "That's no reason for being late for your father", she yelled at Ava, getting up.
            "But, Mum, I told you why I was late, you can't blame me for that", Ava pleaded.

            "'Course I can", AnaMaria said, and went behind the counter with their mugs.

            "I'll strike an accord with you", Ava began.

            Jack, behind his daughter, began to laugh.

            "What y'er laughing at? Not another accord, you still owe me from the time I bailed you outta jail me meself", she said.

            "I promised that I'd miss the next time Pap came into town", Ava whined.

            "And you did. I went instead and left you in the care of Scarlet and Giselle", AnaMaria teased her.

            "Yeah, I know. That was the worst three months of my life", she said.

            "If I may inject my personal opinion, AnaMaria, let the girl go. She's been dying for me to take her to the Isla de Muerta", Jack said.

            "And that's the last place, you'll be takin' her", AnaMaria spat.

            Ava sat where her mother had been sitting moments ago, pouting.

            Jack reached over the table and touched his daughter's arm.

            "Don't be comfortin' her.  She deserves it, her being late and all", AnaMaria made understandable.

            Jack got up, and went over to AnaMaria.

            "Now, the girl's got some talent, she reminds me of a young girl back in the day when I didn't have the Pearl", Jack said under his breath.

            AnaMaria shied away from Jack.

            "You're sweet talkin' me again", she said sternly.

            "That means you should let the girl go, she'll turn out to be the most fearsome of pirates", he said.

            "I'm comin' with you this time", she said, and quickly came around with, "And you had better not pull another one of your stunts."

            Jack gave AnaMaria his word as a pirate, but we all know how those are….

            "You're going with your father here, but pack lighter than last time. You took nearly all of your possessions", AnaMaria said.

            "Mum, I know that you're coming with us, and you and Pap had better be on your best behaviors, or…I'll…", Ava was cut off by her father.

            "Or you'll commit mutiny and I'll kill you meself!", Jack said.

            Ava closed her lip again.

            "Ava, now you go upstairs right now, and take off your boots, and your medallion and go to sleep. I'll be up in a few hours", AnaMaria said.

            Ava stomped up the rickety steps.

            "Don't forget to wash your hands!" she called as she left.

            Jack and AnaMaria took to the docks. They sat on the edge of one, while discussing the future of their family.

            "You know how Ava wanted to come with you when she was only ten", Jack said.

            "Yeah, that was before you started coming round to take her every three months", AnaMaria said looking out of the sea.

            "That was when Elizabeth and Will weren't married yet, before the boy even said he loved her", Jack said, reminiscing.

            "And before their boy, William", she chuckled.

            Those were the good days, she thought, we were still in love, and you had promised that you come back and I promised I'd bear you a son, a healthy son that you could name anything you wish.

            "William is a good lad. Young, but good", he said.

            "I'd best be off. Ava will be wondering where I'd gone off to", she said, and kissed Jack Sparrow's head, "'Night, love".

            AnaMaria closed up her jacket a little more, and went upstairs. She did the same her daughter did, washed her hands, took off her boots, and her medallion.

            But AnaMaria could not go to sleep, she stood at the window and was still looking at Jack, who was still at the dock, thinking about God knows what.

//

            Morning came, and the Black Pearl was still waiting in the dock for her favorite lady pirates. Ava and AnaMaria had both babied the Pearl, and they had learned from Jack what the Pearl is all about. 

            Jack Sparrow woke up his two leading ladies bright and early.

            "Come on, the Pearl always fairs better when it's sunrise", he said waking up his daughter.

            AnaMaria had gotten up because of the sheer fact that Jack was in her quarters.

            She woke up, put her boots on, washed her face and hands, and ran a comb through her hair.  Like all the other apartments above the Faithful Bride, AnaMaria had a mirror and an extra bed for visitors. AnaMaria had paid for the Faithful Bride in full two years ago, when Jack had given her a lot of money for no reason, and since then she had taken the biggest and best of apartments. She had a bedroom, with two beds in it, one for her and one for Ava. Also, she had a small kitchen, and a sitting room. Ava had liked her mother's sense of living, wake up, go open shop, serve drinks to very drunk men, and close shop.

            Ava groaned.

            "Pap, five more minutes", she moaned.

            "All right, all right. Y'er mother and I will go and wake up the crew", he said, and led AnaMaria down to the Pearl. When AnaMaria had been there, she had replaced the old sails with new ones. There was a rip in one, and AnaMaria had decided that she needed to fix it herself.

            She went into the bunks of the crew.

            "Let's get a move on!" she yelled.

            The men moved all at once, rushing to put on boots and go upstairs for the daily orders.

            "Are ye going to get ye daughter before we lift anchor?" Jack asked AnaMaria.

            "Eh, she'll come soon enough", AnaMaria said.

            Ava came down the path to the dock, her eyes bloodshot and tired.

            "Come here, girl", Jack said, and opened Ava's eyes to see her diagnosis.

            "Pap, I need some sleep", she said, and started to pull away from her father.

            "No, you're just sleeping drinks. Now, go see Gibbs and get some sea water for your head, and then go see your mother for your punishment", he said.

            Ava did as she was told. Not following Captain Jack, or Pap's orders were disastrous in result.