Chapter 1

Knock! Knock! Knock!

"Get the door, would you Barbossa, I can't feel my legs." Jack lifted the half empty bottle in his left hand.

"You lazy drunken ..." Barbossa leaned against the door frame, "I ain't your housemaid. Get the door yourself"

"I would but remember last time, when your lady friend came and I called her a him."

Barbossa rubbed the sore spot on his cheek, "No, we best not let that happen again."

He stumbled slowly to the door.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

"I'm comin'." Barbossa grabbed the handle and wrenched open the door. "Jack I think it's for you."

"What do you mean...?" Jack stumbled into the hallway. He stopped and tried to turn away, but Barbossa grabbed his shoulders and shoved him toward the open doorway.

"Ladies." Jack slurred staring through blurry eyes at the thirty women standing in the open doorway, "how may I be of your services."

"We came to deliver something of yours." stated one in a red dress at the front.

"Now I know you slapped yesterday, so what can you possibly have for me today, Belinda?"

The woman scowled.

"Dorothy?"

Scowl.

"Cynthia?"

Scowl.

"Zelda?" Jack gave a last attempt.

One woman raised her to slap him, but a small hand lightly pulled on her skirt, "Miss Jessie, Thank you very much for helping me find Mr. Sparrow." a young boy stepped out from behind her skirt.

Jessie bent down and pinched his cheeks, "You are soo very welcome. Such a little gentlemen." she commented to another lady, "Unlike his rat of an uncle."

"Uncle?!" Jack mumbled.

"Now we will leave you here with your uncle and if you need anything, Master Smith, you just let us know."

"He won't be needin, any of your services, Ladies!" Barbossa sneered from the back room.

One of the ladies let out a cry and they all began to surge forward only to be stopped by a small voice, "Please my ladies, my ladies!" Master Smith cried removing his hat before them, "Please their the only family I've got, and just I found them, please don't take them now." His eyes grew large and tears formed at the corners.

"Fine, we'll leave them, but only for you. Take care love." Jessie leaned down and kissed his cheek, then after a glare toward Jack, left with crowd of women.

The boy leaned out the door and called after them, "Thank you very much!" He turned back to the two pirates staring at him. "Today is the day you will always remember as the day I saved the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow."

"Barbossa, he must be here for you I ain't got any siblings."

"Me neither he's here for you surely since I don't know any Smith's."

"He does look slightly like someone I know. Have I threatened you before?" Jack tilted his head slightly.

"He's too young for that, lest you attack babies now."

"I am no baby!" The boy stepped forward. " My father is the Captain of The Flying Dutchman."

"Oh, no that means..."Jack stepped back.

"My mother is the Pirate King, whom you voted for." the boy stepped forward again.

"Barbossa..."

"How dare you call me a baby? Do not speak so lightly to me!" the boy's face flared

"And who might you be boy?" Barbossa asked stopping Jack.

"I am William Turner the third."

"... Hide the rum." Jack finished.