AN: If you're really nice to me I'll post chapter two, and you'll know what half the author's notes are talking about. Until then…. Grins

The original plot-bunny for this story was swawned by reading Gileonen's fics "Meet the Norringtons" and "Emeralda."

The name Tremaine comes from Georgette Heyer's book "The Maskeraders." The family motto is "I contrive."

All characters belong to whoever they happen to be in love with at the time, or possibly Disney or something. Consider them disclaimed. Except Edward. He's mine. Currently being tempted to borrow the Impressive Clergyman from the Princess Bride.

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Title: Lord Norrington and the Sparringtons

Author: Darklady Erisa (Lurker #178)

Rating: PG for slash, just in case.

Summary: Jack asks James's father for permission to marry him.

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Chapter Zero (or prologue, if ye must call her that.)

"James Lysander Norrington, will you marry me?" Jack's gaze was deadly serious, stripped bare of all the usual tricks he employed to get his own way. This was Jamie's decision to make, and he would not move to alter it.

Had the pirate asked him in any other way, James would have laughed and said yes, and wished it were possible. But Jack was in earnest and looked it, and if it were unusual for two men to wed, and downright impossible if one of those two happened to be a pirate and the other the commodore charged with bringing him to justice, then it was just as well that when the impossible and Jack disagreed it wasn't Jack that ended up loosing. Nothing's impossible.

"Yes."

James didn't look as if he'd thought this over seriously at all.

"You understand, mate, that all the assumptions you've ever made about me will likely as not turn out to be untrue? You hardly know me at all."

"Of course. You're Captain Jack Sparrow." James turned the tables abruptly. "Do you love me?"

"I do." Jack sounded almost hesitant, dangerous edges melting away from him as if they had never been. It was not something that had been said out loud between them.

"Then I will marry you."

A knot of previously unnoticed tension unwound itself from Jack's chest so abruptly that he gasped, far more shaken by the experience than he had expected. Strong arms pulled him securely close and a muffled murmur in his hair said, "I love you too, you idiot."

"'m not an idiot." The release of tension had left him sleepy. All snuggled up and warm against his commodore, Jack smiled his old sweet smile - the one he had lost with the Pearl that first time over ten years ago, that had taken far far too long coming back.

"And I trust you."

The enormity of that statement teased at the corners of his mind before fully sinking in. Surprise really didn't begin to cover it.

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