Disclaimer: Not mine, but oh if they were.
Author's Note: Future fic with Jack and Elizabeth, obviously AU.
Sitting on a stack of tires in the small garage where he worked, Jack Richards went over the file of the car lifted in his island. He found it funny how they called it an island, but could tell no one, because he was now just a lowly mechanic when over two hundred years ago he had been the most fierce pirate on the seven seas, Jack Sparrow. Flipping to the copy of the owners drivers license and there in the right-hand corner was a sight that made him stop in his tracks. She had done it against her best judgment and had fooled him and avoided him for two hundred years.
"Holy shit."
Walking over to the phone he dialed the cell number she had left, when she answered he had no doubts her accent gave her away using his newly adopted southern accent he spoke.
"Yea, Miss Green this is Jack at the body shop I have some info on your car."
"May I have it?"
When she said this he saw his opportune moment, dropping back to his slurred British accent he had always spoken with he shocked her.
"Persuade me."
"Excuse me?"
"Come on Lizzie, persuade me."
"Jack, Jack Sparrow?"
"Pack your bags, love. I'll be there in fifteen minutes."
He never gave her a chance to speak he just hung up the phone. She had lived longer than anyone she knew except him and since Will had been killed and she had watched her son kill him she had never had any excitement in her life. That would all change now Jack was back and their small West Virginia town would never be the same. Standing on the front porch of her modest one bedroom house she saw him pull up actually she heard him first, as he rounded the corner she read the license plate and knew it was him. There on the front of his shiny new black Ford was a airbrushed tag that read 'Drink up me hearties YO HO!'. When the truck stopped she saw a pair of worn work boots and holey jeans hugging the most perfect ass she had ever seen then from around the hood came a gold-toothed grin and a man with the most gorgeous brown hair wrapped in a red bandana. The look in his eyes really told his story, and it was a story of love once long forgotten.
