Disclaimer: I only own Jack through owning the "Pirates" DVD.
AN: Yes, it is now time for the fourth part of the series: Waves of Fates! I'm sorry for not posting sooner, but finals were absolutely nightmarish, and I couldn't start writing until they were over. Anyway, now that finals are over, the story can be updated more often. I hope that everyone enjoys it as much as they did the first three!
Chapter 1: Time Passes and Reunions:
Five years had passed since the birth of the Sparrow twins, and the entire crew was still celebrating the event. They were all thrilled to be able to teach the young offspring of the famous Captain Jack Sparrow all that they knew about piracy, and Jack was more than happy to have so many good instructors for his children. Lara, however, was determined to give her children a proper education, so she started to teach her children their numbers and letters, along with good manners (something Jack disapproved of in a pirate, despite the fact that he also had good manners). It had been difficult at first to adjust to having little Jack and Julia onboard, but since they were good and quiet children, no one really minded looking after them. Annamaria, Mr. Gibbs, and Scar were always there to help out, and nearly every member of the crew was known as an 'uncle' or 'aunt' to the little ones. So, time passed quickly for the Sparrows and their faithful crew as they lived each day to its fullest and happiest. Little did they know that things would soon take an unusual turn for the Sparrow family, specifically for one particular member.
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"Jack, put that down this instant!" Lara cried, trying to grab the spatula from her husband. "I need that to finish frosting the children's birthday cake!"
"But luv, the cake is almost done!" Jack said, smiling at his wife's antics. "Can't I at least lick the frosting off of it?"
"No!" she said, reaching for the spatula again. "Jack, you are such a bad influence on the children!" she scolded.
The sound of giggling coming from the doorway made the both of them pause and turn towards the doorway of the galley. Little Julia stood there, her rag doll in her arms, and a smile on her sweet face. Jack grinned before kneeling down, his arms wide open. Julia's smile grew wider as she raced for her father's arms. Jack immediately swung her up and twirled her around, causing her to giggle.
"What do ye say, my little treasure, am I a bad influence on ye and yer brother?" Jack asked his daughter, kissing her rosy, round cheek.
Julia looked towards her mother for the answer. Lara merely nodded, and Julia grinned. "Momma says yes," she said in her soft voice.
Jack laughed. "Luv, ye have to let them answer for themselves! It's not right fer ye to turn them against me!"
Lara grinned at her husband. "Well, it's not my fault that they love me most!" Jack rolled his eyes at her.
Julia's face grew concerned as she leaned her head on her father's shoulder. "Are you in trouble, Papa?"
Jack looked down at his daughter and smiled. "No, Momma and I are just having fun." He kissed her cheek again. "Now how about a treat, my treasure?"
Julia nodded eagerly. She always loved it when her father offered a treat. Jack immediately offered her the spatula, which was still covered with frosting. The child immediately grabbed the frosted utensil.
"Take that and go share it with yer brother, lass," Jack said, putting her down and pushing her out the door. Julia quickly ran off.
"Jack, you shouldn't have done that!" Lara said, making to go after her daughter. "They'll ruin their appetites!"
Jack quickly stopped her by putting his arms around her. "Let them. We haven't had a moment together for a while, luv, and the crew can look after them for a while."
Lara smiled up at him. "I remember the last time you said that and little Jay almost fell overboard! I thought my heart would stop!"
Jack smiled at his wife's nickname for their son. She had grown tired of having two people answer whenever she called for her son or husband, so she gave her son the nickname of Jay, because it was the first letter of his name, and because one of the crewmembers had stated that the little boy was as lively as a blue jay. The name now stuck, and everyone onboard called the boy by his nickname. It was only fitting that, since Julia was often called Jewel or Treasure by the crew, little Jack would have a nickname as well so that they would be even.
"Now, luv," Jack said, looking down at his wife. "That's not fair judgment. Besides, the boy knows how to swim! I taught the children myself, after all."
Lara rolled her eyes at that memory. Last year, the crew had docked on an island to regain their 'land-legs,' and Jack had wanted to teach the twins to swim before they sailed again. "Yes, and you nearly panicked when Julia slipped away from you and went exploring the island! That's the first and only time I've ever seen you running around, screaming like a scared little girl!" She chuckled as Jack glared down at her. "I found it particularly funny when you found her playing in the sand, claiming to be digging for buried treasure!"
Jack looked like he was caught between amusement and embarrassment. "Well, she did find a few pretty shells, luv. If ye remember, they're in our cabin, decorating the wall with all of their drawings!"
Lara chuckled. "So they are!" She sighed. "Jack, did you ever think that we could ever be this happy?" she asked, leaning further into her husband's arms.
Jack sighed, too, holding her closer. "I thought that the Pearl would complete my life, luv, but now that I've got ye and the twins, life is more complete for me." He stiffened. "I thought I had lost ye when that bloody moron kidnapped ye."
Lara turned to face him. "You'll never lose me again, Jack, you know that, don't you?"
Jack nodded. "I do, because I know that Will and Elizabeth did the damned best they could to make sure that maniac can't escape his home."
Lara tilted her head in thought at the mention of the Turners. "Jack, how close are we to Port Royal?" she asked her husband.
Jack looked down at her in surprise. "About a month or two, luv," he said. "Why do ye ask?"
She smiled up at him. "I think it would be nice to pay them a little visit, don't you?"
Jack grinned. "Aye, I think it would be nice, lass," he said. "I'll go and tell the crew. Won't the Commodore and Governor be surprised to see us!" He kissed his wife and raced up on deck to tell the crew where they were headed. A sudden burst of cheering from above told Lara what the crew thought of their new course.
"Mama, Jewel ate most of the frosting!" screamed a small voice.
"I did not! Mama, Jay ate the most, I only got a taste!" screamed another voice.
Lara sighed before going to prevent another fight between her children. She only hoped that Will and Elizabeth were ready to deal with the presence of the twins!
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Two months later, it was mid-morning when the Pearl pulled up at the back of Port Royal's island so as not to alarm the residents, again. The people of the town still believed that every time the Pearl showed up it meant another attack. They still hadn't forgotten Barbossa's attack nearly ten years before.
After dropping anchor, Jack, Lara, the twins, and Annamaria (playing protector to the twins) all rowed to shore and began the long walk towards the town. They had to stop several times to rest the children before they arrived, and it was late afternoon when they finally arrived in the center of town. Lara had managed to convince Jack and Annamaria to dress suitably for Port Royal so as not to stand out, and she was glad of it. The people always turned a bit jumpy when they heard talk of pirates, and still feared another attack, even though they hadn't been attacked since Jack had taken the town under his 'protection' as part of his marriage deal with Governor Swann. Now she was glad that they were dressed a fairly well-off family out with their 'nursemaid' (a.k.a.: Annamaria, though she had protested the outfit) out for a walk. They actually looked normal (not mentioning Jack's hair, which was tucked under a wide hat). Several people looked at them a bit suspiciously, but most basically acted normally around them.
It was nearly dark by the time they reached the Turner home, primarily because the twins wanted to stop and look in all of the store windows. Considering that the Pearl had been at sea most of the children's lives, the adults decided to humor them. Finally, they arrived at their destination and knocked on the door. Small footsteps could be heard racing towards the door, and a small boy of eight years of age opened the door.
Jack, Lara, and Annamaria all blinked in surprise. He was the miniature version of Will; little Billy wasn't quite as little as before.
"Uh, hello lad," Jack said, taking off his hat, his beaded hair falling down. "Ye probably don't remember us, but-" He was cut off when the little boy launched himself at him.
"Uncle Jack!" Billy exclaimed excitedly. Looking up, he saw another familiar face. "Aunt Lara!" He immediately let go of Jack and wrapped his arms around Lara's waist.
Lara smiled. "Hello, Billy," she said, picking up the boy. "How have you been?"
"Fine," he said. "Mother, Father and I all got the presents you sent us." He looked around at the other people on the porch. "Do you want to come in?"
"That would be nice," Annamaria muttered, shuffling uncomfortably in her dress. She obviously still didn't like dressing up in a nursemaid's outfit.
Billy nodded as Lara put him down. He proceeded to show them to the living room, with the three adults taking a look around as they walked. Apparently nothing had changed within the Turner home; it was exactly the same as it had been over five years ago.
"Mother!" Billy called into the kitchen. "We've got company!"
"Who is it?" called a familiar female voice. Elizabeth appeared in the doorway, her mouth falling open at the sight of her guests. She then grabbed Lara in a huge hug. "Oh, Lara, I'm so glad to see you!" she exclaimed. "I've missed you so much!"
Lara chuckled. "That's nice Lizzie, but I can't feel my ribs."
Elizabeth quickly released her friend. "Bill, why don't you go fetch your father from the back? Tell him we have company." The little boy took off for the backyard as Elizabeth gestured towards the couch and several other chairs. "Please sit down!" The adults and two children quickly took seats. Elizabeth took a moment to gaze at the twins. "They certainly have grown, haven't they, Lara? And they look just like the two of you!"
Lara chuckled. "Definitely, Lizzie," she said. "I half expect them to be off on their own before I know it!" The twins simply looked up at their mother, not saying a word.
A moment later, Will came racing into the room, Billy following behind him. "Jack! Lara! Annamaria!" Will exclaimed, excited to see them all. "How have you been?" There was soon a round of hugs and handshakes between the adults. Meanwhile, the children simply looked on silently. Finally, Jack snapped to attention when his daughter tugged on his leggings.
"Papa, who are these people?" Julia asked, her small face full of confusion. The adults immediately turned around.
"Sorry, treasure, I forgot that ye don't know Will and Elizabeth," Jack said. He gestured to his children. "Will, Elizabeth, ye remember Jack and Julia, only we call them Jay and Jewel. Jay, Jewel, this here is yer Uncle Will and Aunt Elizabeth, and their son, Bill." Jack pointed to each Turner as he named them. The Sparrow twins bowed or curtseyed to the Turners, who did the same.
"It's good to see you again, little ones," Elizabeth said, smiling. "I remember the day you were born, you were so tiny!" Elizabeth knelt down in front of Julia, who gazed at her for a brief moment before wrapping her arms around her aunt's neck. Elizabeth was surprised at the gesture, but picked the little girl up anyway. "Bill, why don't you take little Jay upstairs to play?" Billy nodded before grabbing the younger boy and taking him up to the nursery. Julia seemed content to remain in Elizabeth's lap, mostly because Elizabeth was playing with her hair. "I always wanted a little girl," Elizabeth sighed, combing her fingers through Julia's chocolate brown hair.
"Sorry, Lizzie, but that one's ours," Jack said. "Of course, you're welcome to borrow her for a while if ye want." They all laughed at Julia's frightened expression. "I'm only joking, treasure, don't worry." Julia relaxed, again enjoying having her hair toyed with. "So, what's happening here, Will?" The Turners' serious look, in link to their response, was one that froze Jack and Lara's blood, and made them worry for their children.
"Thomas Pierce has been released from his home."
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AN: Cliffhanger! Somewhat predictable, but wait for later, it'll get better, I promise! Again, sorry for the lateness. Anyway, please review!
AN: Yes, it is now time for the fourth part of the series: Waves of Fates! I'm sorry for not posting sooner, but finals were absolutely nightmarish, and I couldn't start writing until they were over. Anyway, now that finals are over, the story can be updated more often. I hope that everyone enjoys it as much as they did the first three!
Chapter 1: Time Passes and Reunions:
Five years had passed since the birth of the Sparrow twins, and the entire crew was still celebrating the event. They were all thrilled to be able to teach the young offspring of the famous Captain Jack Sparrow all that they knew about piracy, and Jack was more than happy to have so many good instructors for his children. Lara, however, was determined to give her children a proper education, so she started to teach her children their numbers and letters, along with good manners (something Jack disapproved of in a pirate, despite the fact that he also had good manners). It had been difficult at first to adjust to having little Jack and Julia onboard, but since they were good and quiet children, no one really minded looking after them. Annamaria, Mr. Gibbs, and Scar were always there to help out, and nearly every member of the crew was known as an 'uncle' or 'aunt' to the little ones. So, time passed quickly for the Sparrows and their faithful crew as they lived each day to its fullest and happiest. Little did they know that things would soon take an unusual turn for the Sparrow family, specifically for one particular member.
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"Jack, put that down this instant!" Lara cried, trying to grab the spatula from her husband. "I need that to finish frosting the children's birthday cake!"
"But luv, the cake is almost done!" Jack said, smiling at his wife's antics. "Can't I at least lick the frosting off of it?"
"No!" she said, reaching for the spatula again. "Jack, you are such a bad influence on the children!" she scolded.
The sound of giggling coming from the doorway made the both of them pause and turn towards the doorway of the galley. Little Julia stood there, her rag doll in her arms, and a smile on her sweet face. Jack grinned before kneeling down, his arms wide open. Julia's smile grew wider as she raced for her father's arms. Jack immediately swung her up and twirled her around, causing her to giggle.
"What do ye say, my little treasure, am I a bad influence on ye and yer brother?" Jack asked his daughter, kissing her rosy, round cheek.
Julia looked towards her mother for the answer. Lara merely nodded, and Julia grinned. "Momma says yes," she said in her soft voice.
Jack laughed. "Luv, ye have to let them answer for themselves! It's not right fer ye to turn them against me!"
Lara grinned at her husband. "Well, it's not my fault that they love me most!" Jack rolled his eyes at her.
Julia's face grew concerned as she leaned her head on her father's shoulder. "Are you in trouble, Papa?"
Jack looked down at his daughter and smiled. "No, Momma and I are just having fun." He kissed her cheek again. "Now how about a treat, my treasure?"
Julia nodded eagerly. She always loved it when her father offered a treat. Jack immediately offered her the spatula, which was still covered with frosting. The child immediately grabbed the frosted utensil.
"Take that and go share it with yer brother, lass," Jack said, putting her down and pushing her out the door. Julia quickly ran off.
"Jack, you shouldn't have done that!" Lara said, making to go after her daughter. "They'll ruin their appetites!"
Jack quickly stopped her by putting his arms around her. "Let them. We haven't had a moment together for a while, luv, and the crew can look after them for a while."
Lara smiled up at him. "I remember the last time you said that and little Jay almost fell overboard! I thought my heart would stop!"
Jack smiled at his wife's nickname for their son. She had grown tired of having two people answer whenever she called for her son or husband, so she gave her son the nickname of Jay, because it was the first letter of his name, and because one of the crewmembers had stated that the little boy was as lively as a blue jay. The name now stuck, and everyone onboard called the boy by his nickname. It was only fitting that, since Julia was often called Jewel or Treasure by the crew, little Jack would have a nickname as well so that they would be even.
"Now, luv," Jack said, looking down at his wife. "That's not fair judgment. Besides, the boy knows how to swim! I taught the children myself, after all."
Lara rolled her eyes at that memory. Last year, the crew had docked on an island to regain their 'land-legs,' and Jack had wanted to teach the twins to swim before they sailed again. "Yes, and you nearly panicked when Julia slipped away from you and went exploring the island! That's the first and only time I've ever seen you running around, screaming like a scared little girl!" She chuckled as Jack glared down at her. "I found it particularly funny when you found her playing in the sand, claiming to be digging for buried treasure!"
Jack looked like he was caught between amusement and embarrassment. "Well, she did find a few pretty shells, luv. If ye remember, they're in our cabin, decorating the wall with all of their drawings!"
Lara chuckled. "So they are!" She sighed. "Jack, did you ever think that we could ever be this happy?" she asked, leaning further into her husband's arms.
Jack sighed, too, holding her closer. "I thought that the Pearl would complete my life, luv, but now that I've got ye and the twins, life is more complete for me." He stiffened. "I thought I had lost ye when that bloody moron kidnapped ye."
Lara turned to face him. "You'll never lose me again, Jack, you know that, don't you?"
Jack nodded. "I do, because I know that Will and Elizabeth did the damned best they could to make sure that maniac can't escape his home."
Lara tilted her head in thought at the mention of the Turners. "Jack, how close are we to Port Royal?" she asked her husband.
Jack looked down at her in surprise. "About a month or two, luv," he said. "Why do ye ask?"
She smiled up at him. "I think it would be nice to pay them a little visit, don't you?"
Jack grinned. "Aye, I think it would be nice, lass," he said. "I'll go and tell the crew. Won't the Commodore and Governor be surprised to see us!" He kissed his wife and raced up on deck to tell the crew where they were headed. A sudden burst of cheering from above told Lara what the crew thought of their new course.
"Mama, Jewel ate most of the frosting!" screamed a small voice.
"I did not! Mama, Jay ate the most, I only got a taste!" screamed another voice.
Lara sighed before going to prevent another fight between her children. She only hoped that Will and Elizabeth were ready to deal with the presence of the twins!
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Two months later, it was mid-morning when the Pearl pulled up at the back of Port Royal's island so as not to alarm the residents, again. The people of the town still believed that every time the Pearl showed up it meant another attack. They still hadn't forgotten Barbossa's attack nearly ten years before.
After dropping anchor, Jack, Lara, the twins, and Annamaria (playing protector to the twins) all rowed to shore and began the long walk towards the town. They had to stop several times to rest the children before they arrived, and it was late afternoon when they finally arrived in the center of town. Lara had managed to convince Jack and Annamaria to dress suitably for Port Royal so as not to stand out, and she was glad of it. The people always turned a bit jumpy when they heard talk of pirates, and still feared another attack, even though they hadn't been attacked since Jack had taken the town under his 'protection' as part of his marriage deal with Governor Swann. Now she was glad that they were dressed a fairly well-off family out with their 'nursemaid' (a.k.a.: Annamaria, though she had protested the outfit) out for a walk. They actually looked normal (not mentioning Jack's hair, which was tucked under a wide hat). Several people looked at them a bit suspiciously, but most basically acted normally around them.
It was nearly dark by the time they reached the Turner home, primarily because the twins wanted to stop and look in all of the store windows. Considering that the Pearl had been at sea most of the children's lives, the adults decided to humor them. Finally, they arrived at their destination and knocked on the door. Small footsteps could be heard racing towards the door, and a small boy of eight years of age opened the door.
Jack, Lara, and Annamaria all blinked in surprise. He was the miniature version of Will; little Billy wasn't quite as little as before.
"Uh, hello lad," Jack said, taking off his hat, his beaded hair falling down. "Ye probably don't remember us, but-" He was cut off when the little boy launched himself at him.
"Uncle Jack!" Billy exclaimed excitedly. Looking up, he saw another familiar face. "Aunt Lara!" He immediately let go of Jack and wrapped his arms around Lara's waist.
Lara smiled. "Hello, Billy," she said, picking up the boy. "How have you been?"
"Fine," he said. "Mother, Father and I all got the presents you sent us." He looked around at the other people on the porch. "Do you want to come in?"
"That would be nice," Annamaria muttered, shuffling uncomfortably in her dress. She obviously still didn't like dressing up in a nursemaid's outfit.
Billy nodded as Lara put him down. He proceeded to show them to the living room, with the three adults taking a look around as they walked. Apparently nothing had changed within the Turner home; it was exactly the same as it had been over five years ago.
"Mother!" Billy called into the kitchen. "We've got company!"
"Who is it?" called a familiar female voice. Elizabeth appeared in the doorway, her mouth falling open at the sight of her guests. She then grabbed Lara in a huge hug. "Oh, Lara, I'm so glad to see you!" she exclaimed. "I've missed you so much!"
Lara chuckled. "That's nice Lizzie, but I can't feel my ribs."
Elizabeth quickly released her friend. "Bill, why don't you go fetch your father from the back? Tell him we have company." The little boy took off for the backyard as Elizabeth gestured towards the couch and several other chairs. "Please sit down!" The adults and two children quickly took seats. Elizabeth took a moment to gaze at the twins. "They certainly have grown, haven't they, Lara? And they look just like the two of you!"
Lara chuckled. "Definitely, Lizzie," she said. "I half expect them to be off on their own before I know it!" The twins simply looked up at their mother, not saying a word.
A moment later, Will came racing into the room, Billy following behind him. "Jack! Lara! Annamaria!" Will exclaimed, excited to see them all. "How have you been?" There was soon a round of hugs and handshakes between the adults. Meanwhile, the children simply looked on silently. Finally, Jack snapped to attention when his daughter tugged on his leggings.
"Papa, who are these people?" Julia asked, her small face full of confusion. The adults immediately turned around.
"Sorry, treasure, I forgot that ye don't know Will and Elizabeth," Jack said. He gestured to his children. "Will, Elizabeth, ye remember Jack and Julia, only we call them Jay and Jewel. Jay, Jewel, this here is yer Uncle Will and Aunt Elizabeth, and their son, Bill." Jack pointed to each Turner as he named them. The Sparrow twins bowed or curtseyed to the Turners, who did the same.
"It's good to see you again, little ones," Elizabeth said, smiling. "I remember the day you were born, you were so tiny!" Elizabeth knelt down in front of Julia, who gazed at her for a brief moment before wrapping her arms around her aunt's neck. Elizabeth was surprised at the gesture, but picked the little girl up anyway. "Bill, why don't you take little Jay upstairs to play?" Billy nodded before grabbing the younger boy and taking him up to the nursery. Julia seemed content to remain in Elizabeth's lap, mostly because Elizabeth was playing with her hair. "I always wanted a little girl," Elizabeth sighed, combing her fingers through Julia's chocolate brown hair.
"Sorry, Lizzie, but that one's ours," Jack said. "Of course, you're welcome to borrow her for a while if ye want." They all laughed at Julia's frightened expression. "I'm only joking, treasure, don't worry." Julia relaxed, again enjoying having her hair toyed with. "So, what's happening here, Will?" The Turners' serious look, in link to their response, was one that froze Jack and Lara's blood, and made them worry for their children.
"Thomas Pierce has been released from his home."
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AN: Cliffhanger! Somewhat predictable, but wait for later, it'll get better, I promise! Again, sorry for the lateness. Anyway, please review!