Well here's the first chapter xD should be interesting as my imagination is getting a bit broader.

I wanna thank everyone who supported me and kept reviewing my series so far -hugs- you guys are the best.

"What's your name dear?" Eveline Jermane asked kindly. Lily looked at her for a moment then looked down at the chest. "Lilianna Turner. My husband was killed in a shipwreck, I was the only one who got to a life boat in time."

"What's in the chest, if you don't mind me asking?"

"His heart."

Lily walked into the Jermane's guest quarters sullenly. She expected no one to be on this island, she wanted to be alone for a while but she felt grateful that these people were taking her in. Even as strange as she was they accepted her and allowed her into their home. Which was a very lovely house indeed. She glanced around at the beige wall color with her nose crinkled but it wasn't as if they would have their house painted like the inside of a ship hull.

Sighing she flopped down onto the bed and held the chest close. She could hear it's beating but it brought no comfort. She was officially alone in the world, for the first time in her life. She didn't have her father, mother, brother, friends or husband. Just her and she had to rely on herself to survive.

She figured she wouldn't stay on the island very long. She'd take the next ship out and find Jack.

A few months later Lily walked along the brick path beside the market place to find the doctors office. She was viewed as a local now and was accepted by the community. It felt gratifying to know that people accepted her, though every day she gazed out to the ocean with a heavy heart. Ships sailed in and out but none of them would take her.

"Ah Miss Turner, wonderful to see you." Doctor Phillip smiled at her as she walked into his office for her check up. She hadn't had one in so long she forgot what it was she was supposed to do. Doctor Phillip was a kind man though, old in years but youthful in spirit. He had been one of the first to help her find her way around town.

"My dear I have some concerning news." Doctor Phillip spoke after her checkup was complete. She sat on the stool and waited for him to continue. "It seems...you're pregnant."

Lily almost fell off the stool in shock. Pregnant? How? When? Of course all those questions she answered by thinking of the day Will left but she was numb with surprise. "With a baby?"

"Yes. Congratulations." Doctor Phillip was smiling again, somewhat amused by her reaction. She quickly thanked him, payed for the trip and walked stiffly to the Jermane's house to tell them the news. Both of them were happy for her and Eveline admitted she was jealous. She and her husband, David, had been trying for a few years. Lily felt excited but at the same time distraught.

No way could she raise a child on a ship, a pirate ship none the less. She couldn't join Jack while she was pregnant and certainly not when she had a young child to watch after. She'd have to stay on land, at least until the child was able bodied enough to go to sea with her.

"Miss Turner, you're looking lovely today."

Five months and two days later she was in the doctors office again. This time she was giving birth. Pain shot through her entire body as Doctor Phillip and a few midwives began the procedure of taking the baby out of her womb. Eveline was beside her, holding her hand while muttering comforting words that Lily found weren't very comforting at all.

All she wanted was to get the baby out. She huffed, puffed and pushed until finally she heard a small cry, and almost passed out from the relief she was feeling. She was sweaty and sticky but she had never felt so alive. She had given life to something, her own child.

"Congratulations Lily, it's a boy." Eveline smiled. Lily smiled back weakly. Once the midwives were done cleaning off the baby and cleaning Lily off, one of them handed Lily her new son. He looked pink and small and oh so beautiful. In fact Lily didn't think she'd ever seen anything more beautiful then her son. "Welcome to the world, John Teague Turner." Tears fell down her cheeks as John opened his eyes and cooed at her.

"Momma what's this?" Four year old John Teague Turner held up Lily's sword, still in it's sheath, and looked at her questioningly. His normal brown hair was disheveled from his bath and his dark eyes were boring into his mothers eyes. Lily smiled warmly and took the sword from him. He was to young to learn of her past and his own future so she told him it was not a toy, it was hers and he wasn't to touch it again. He looked un-convinced. "Is it a sword?"

"How did you know that?"

"Mister David showed me his yesterday, said it protects him from nasty pirates."

In her heart she was broken. Her son thought pirates were evil, just like the rest of the world. In her mind however she knew she had to keep up that charade until he was older, until he was ready to hear what she had to tell him. She put him to bed and watched out the window as the ocean became dark, along with the sky. Had it been the old days she'd be up in the crows nest of the Pearl, watching out to the horizon for any dangers.

She could almost feel the touch of cold night air that came off of the sea, she could taste the air that was so crisp and clear up in the clouds, she could feel the wood of the crows nest beneath her. The sensation passed as John called for her to tell him a bed time story. A lone tear fell down her cheek but she brushed it off and stood up to tell her son a story of the infamous Jack Sparrow.

Elizabeth Sparrow sat at her desk, looking at her charts in concentration. Her husband, Jack Sparrow, was out on deck. He was probably ordering the crew around or steering the helm of their adopted ship, the Dragoness. Her personal ship that she had rights to own by being Pirate King. With a sigh she pushed away the charts and sipped some rum, brushing her golden hair out of her eyes while doing so.

Her daughter, Cynthia, was sleeping in her hammock. Her golden hair was tied up in a messy ponytail that was held together with her fathers red bandanna, something he never gave up unless it was to his daughter or wife. Elizabeth smiled and pushed the covers a little higher, to cover her three year olds neck.

For a moment she wondered why she was taking a child out to sea, then she regained her senses and remembered that they were looking for Lily. Both Sparrows missed her, especially Jack. He had become convinced that she was in trouble when she didn't show up for four years. Elizabeth often reminded him that the world was a large place and maybe she had found a home somewhere on land but he never listened.

When the time came that they'd find Lily, Elizabeth would first hug her then throttle her for making Jack worry so much. He had nightmares a lot about her and it kept him up, which made him irritable, which in turn made Elizabeth irritable.

"Any luck luv?" Jack's voice slurred from behind her.

"Not yet. I doubt she's on the ocean Jack."

"Nonsense. If I know me sister, and I do, she'll be out at sea causing all the problems she can. Tha' means we got to find her before she can get caught by any of those damn navy men that are running about."

When John turned nine Lily figured it was time for her to tell him everything. He was getting older and he needed to know about his father and his heritage, seeing as how Will would come home in a year. She thought it would be cruel to keep him from knowing it.

Once she got finished telling him he sort of cocked his head at her and grinned. "I know mum. I met a man the other day in the market place. He's a new person in town. Told me he recognized me from somewhere then he got a really funny look on his face, like he was tasting your cakes-" Lily made a noise of indignation at that but John pressed on. "And he asked me my name. I told it to him and he told me all the things you just told me, only he made them sound more exciting then you did."

"What was the man's name?"

"James Norrington."

All the breath in Lily's lungs was suddenly sucked out, while her vision went a little fuzzy and she suddenly felt herself being acquainted with the floor. John yelped in concern and helped his mother back into her chair, wincing when her hands clamped down on his shoulders. "Are you sure that was his name?" She breathed. He had never seen his mother look so...scared and shocked. He nodded a yes, afraid to speak, and her hands left his shoulders to wrap themselves around her own mid-section.

"Mamma, what's wrong?" For a seven year old John had a lot of intuition about people, and his mother was scaring him with the way she was looking. Her eyes were frenzied, like a dog he had seen that had gotten rabies, and her shoulders were shaking. When she looked at him he saw her eyes soften and she unwrapped her arms from herself. She didn't answer his question, instead she stood up and walked to the window to watch the ocean. As she normally did when something bothered her.

Jack sighed as he took another swig of rum. It had been nine years since he saw his sister. He didn't know whether she was alive or dead, if she was on land or at sea and he didn't know whether or not she was safe. A thought suddenly crossed his mind, he didn't know why he didn't think of it before.

"Lizzie! I have an idea!" He shouted gleefully. Elizabeth peeked her head into the cabin, holding Cynthia with one arm, and looked at him questioningly. "I don't know why we were so stupid before but it's plainly obvious. We ha' to find the island that we left her on when she went off with the whelp! The whelp is coming back there in a year, which means she'll be there!"

"Jack I had some men look there. They said no one had heard of any Lily Sparrow."

"Ah, but did they look for Lily Turner?"

Lily marched along the streets, looking for the man who told her son her secrets but couldn't see him anywhere. She couldn't believe he was alive. How was that possible? The only people she knew who came back from the dead were herself, Jack and Barbossa. And all of them had a purpose to serve, which is how they got brought back to life.

A hand clamped itself around her mouth and waist suddenly, and dragged her into and ally way. Lily bit down on the hand, pulled out a dagger from her boot and turned to slice the man open but almost dropped the dagger when she came face to face with James Norrington, who was smirking down at her. "Lord Lily, did you have to bite me?"

She just stared at him, open mouthed, for a moment. Then anger filled her eyes and she smacked him across the arm. "Wha' is the matter with you? You have some nerve to tell my son about my life! And how in the hell are you alive anyhow?"

James continued to smirk at her but he took her arm gently and led her back to her house, talking while they walked. "I thought you had told him at first but then he asked about how I knew you. So I told him, I expected he'd already known. He's the blacksmith's son isn't he?" At Lily's affirming nod he frowned for a second but then continued, "As to how i'm alive, your dear husband brought me back. He said I didn't deserve to die the way I did, especially after I told him how I rescued you and Elizabeth."

While Lily was trying to digest that James was still alive in the first place she also couldn't help but swell up with pride at the way Will had treated James. She knew he was a kind man but that was above and beyond kindness. "I cried for days after you died." She admitted out of the blue. James smiled down at her, like he knew she did and was waiting for her to admit it. Not wanting him to think he was special she added, "Elizabeth did too."

They chatted the rest of the way to her house until James said he had to get back to his ship. Lily was surprised that he owned one, which she expressed out loud causing him to chuckle, and wondered if he'd take her and John to see Jack. She figured John was sea worthy now, she could teach him how to live on a ship now since he was older.

"I'd be happy to." James stepped a fraction closer to Lily, causing her to step back somewhat. "For the right price." Lily growled at him and James' smile grew slyer. He stepped closer to her, she stepped back, until she was pressed against the wall, his hands on either side of her. "What do you want?" Lily huffed. Warmth against her lips answered her question. James was kissing her, long and hard. She couldn't help but respond but pulled away when she remembered Will.

"James i'm a married woman." She snapped weakly.

"Pirate." James' hot breath against her face made her knees weak but she held her ground, eyes blazing into his angrily. This seemed to egg him on slightly as he removed his hands from either side of her and placed them on her waist. Her desire was over-coming her senses as he kissed her neck, lightly sucking on the skin, and she moaned quietly. Partly because she knew she was betraying Will and partly because she was starting to like what James was doing.

To end whatever feelings she was having she pushed him away for a minute then slammed her lips into his, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing herself against him. He felt so nice, so warm and so inviting that she almost stayed in the embrace longer but she broke away and backed away from him. They were both breathing heavily but they didn't notice. They were watching each other carefully, Lily to see if he was going to try again and James to see if she enjoyed what just happened.

"James-" Lily began but stopped when she realized his name came out as more of a moan. She cleared her throat then tried again. "James, I can't. I'm married to Will and I love him. Now if you don't mind I have to make my son lunch, i'd apriciate it if you left."

James stared into her eyes while he bowed slightly, as if mocking her, then walked out with a sigh. Once he was gone Lily grabbed a fan and starting fanning herself to rid herself of the heat she was feeling. It was only natural that she'd get all these emotions again, it had been almost nine years since she had felt affection like that. Never the less she promised herself she wouldn't give in again. She had promised Will and she loved him, she wouldn't betray him.

Jack watching the compass turn to the east happily. They were on course to the island that Jack last saw Lily on and he was determined that they'd find something of her, if not her herself. Grinning he put one of the men in charge of the helm while he went up to the crows nest.

While he was sitting up there he thought of how he had changed in the last nine years. Last time Lily had seen him he was the captain of the Black Pearl, now he was the captain of the Dragoness. He had stolen the Pearl back a few times but Barbossa always seemed to steal it again after that. He'd focus on getting the Pearl again after they got Lily back.

"Drink up me hearties yo ho." He muttered with a smile, taking a swig from his bottle.

Mmhmm, this is the first chapter. Basically it's everything that's gone on since we last left the Sparrows. I have a feeling i'm going to get chewed at for not showing Lizzie and Jack's wedding and the birth of Cynthia though xD

Don't expect anything new any time soon though x) i'm taking a break for a bit. Think of this as like a teaser for what's going to happen.

R&R please
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