I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean, unfortunately. All characters are Disney's, except Calypso. She's mine.

Daughter of the Dutchman: Names

The king and his men
Stole the queen from her bed
And bound her in her bones

The seas be ours
And by the powers
Where we will, we'll roam

Yo-ho
all hands
Hoist the colors high

Heave-ho
Thieves and beggars
Never shall we die

The last note faded on my lips as I noticed my mother's face. I looked down at my feet, suddenly ashamed. But she smiled, and sang:

Yo-ho
All hands
Hoist the colors high

Heave-ho
Thieves and beggars
Never shall we die

She wrapped her arms around my slight almost ten year old frame, watching the ocean from our cliff top home. I looked up at her face, and was shocked to find tears on her cheeks.

"Mother?" I asked, worried. "Are you all right?"

"Yes." Elizabeth Swann whispered, patting my hair. "Who taught you that song? I never did."

"Jack did." I stated quietly. "HE said you sang it all the time and that you were a pirate for many years before you met Father."

"Oh, my dear Calypso." She crouched next to me, meeting my eyes. "Jack was right, I was a pirate. And so was your father. We met when I was about your age. He was on a ship that was attacked by pirates, and I was charged with his care when my father rescued him."

I frowned, looking her in the eyes. "Does this story have something to do with the chest you keep in your bedroom?"

My mother glanced out at the ocean. The sun was beginning to set. "All will be explained in time." She smoothed my hair. "It is time for you to sleep."

I pouted, but went inside the cottage my mother kept her herself and her two children; my older brother, Jack, and myself. I looked behind me, and noticed a slight green flash. I shook my head slightly, puzzled, and went inside.

My mother had given me much to ponder, and still she did not divulge the name of my father.