Hello everyone! So this is my very first Captain Swan fanfiction . . . Ever. So please no hate, and I'm sorry if these characters are a little out of character and if the new characters are a little weird. I'm not very confident in this story and more will be explained as the story progresses. I always want to say that I don't own Once Upon a Time or Pirates of the Caribbean. I do hope you enjoy and reviews and comments are always welcomed. Thank you! Much love!

The Enchanted Forest

The Black Pearl rested in the resting water of a crystal blue ocean. The crew members were slick with sweat and they were humming a familiar tune.

"Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me," a young boy, barely the age of six, sings as he stands at the captain's wheel. The hat was that he wore upon his head was that of the captain's.

"I'm afraid it can be a risky life, sailor," William Turner smiles as he stands next to the boy. "It takes a lot out of you."

"My sister is a pirate," Brennan smiles. "I want to be just like her."

William bends down towards the child's height and looks at him. "Well," he smiles slightly. "You certainly can see the family resemblance . . . But that's what we're doing, Brennan. We're taking you back home to your mother and father."

The blue eyed boy looks at the young man and frowns. "Is Elizabeth going to stay with Mommy and Daddy this time? She's a princess . . . She became a pirate. If she can than why can't I? Why won't she come home with me?"

Will frowns. "Well, little one, that's going to have to be something Elizabeth explains to you."

Brennan looks out over the sea, the Enchanted Forest's castle was in sight. He was going to be returned home, and his sister wouldn't come home with him.

The door below them swings open and footsteps are heard. The crew stands to attention as Elizabeth Jones, known to her crew as Captain Sparrow, walks onto the deck. Her scarlet coat trailed behind her. Her black hair was up in a ponytail, and her rosy red lips popped from her appearance.

Will's heart stopped at the sight of her as he and Brennan made their way down to her.

"What is our heading?" Elizabeth speaks.

"We are twenty miles from the Enchanted Forest, Captain," Will informs. "The boy's things are packed and he's ready for his departure."

Elizabeth's green eyes fall to the black wood of the deck and they slowly trail to her little brother. She crouches down to his height.

Brennan looks to his older sister as tears begin to form in his eyes.

"Com'on, kid. Don't give me that," Elizabeth sighs slowly. "You're going to be home soon. You're going to be with Mama and Papa again . . . You'll have a better life than the one you'd have here."

Elizabeth gasps slightly as Brennan wraps his arms around her. "I'm gonna miss you."

Elizabeth gulps slowly. "I will too, kid . . . But you can't come back here. You have to forget I was ever here, understand? I'm . . . I'm nothing but a pirate."

Brennan pulls away and sniffs slowly.

"How sentimental," a deep voice comes from across the deck.

Elizabeth stands to attention and pushes Brennan behind her. The crew and herself have their swords drawn on the young woman. Her white hair was let loose and her pale skin was almost ghost like. The bright reds and blue of her outfit stuck out from the greyness of The Black Pearl.

"Dark One," Elizabeth growled.

Eva rolls her eyes as she swipes her hand in the air, freezing Elizabeth's crew. "Come now, is that anyway to greet your sister?"

"You're not my sister," the younger sister hisses. "Get off my ship."

Brennan clutches Elizabeth's coat tightly to him as Eva fixes her as on the youngest Jones sibling. "Hello, there. Has Elizabeth told you about me?" She drops to her knees and gives a wicked smile.

"He doesn't need to know who you are," Elizabeth places her hand on Brennan's hair. "Now," her brows pull together. "Get off my ship before I make you.

Eva slowly rises. "Funny, coming from the one who turned me into this."

"What do you want, Eva?"

"Well," she laughs slightly. "To get my revenge. You've wronged me; like Mother and Father, and now it's my turn to repay the favor."

"How so?" Elizabeth rolls her eyes.

Eva looks to her, and their eyes lock. "By making sure you never became what you are and taking my revenge on you the moment I became this."

A golden portal opens next to Eva, and she grins wickedly. "I might even make sure Mother and Father know exactly what you did while I'm at it."

"No!" Will shouts frozen in his place, as Elizabeth starts to charge for Eva once her back is turned. "Elizabeth!"

"Lizzy!" Brennan shouts following.

Elizabeth feels herself grab Eva by the shoulders and yanks her back stumbling. Her fist collided with Eva's mouth and it sends Eva onto her back. She draws her sword once more and points it against Eva's throat.

"Well, don't you have some fight in you," Eva spits blood from her mouth.

"A person unwilling to fight for what he wants deserves what he gets," Elizabeth growls. "And I'm not going to let you hurt my family."

The portal behind Elizabeth grows bigger and the pull towards it becomes stronger. Elizabeth turns and gasps as she feels her feet fall from underneath her. "No!"

The blade of her sword is stuck into the wood underneath her as she feels half of her body being pulled behind her. "Will!"

"Elizabeth! Hold on!" Will shouts as he tries to pull himself away from Eva's spell.

"I can't!" Elizabeth shouts as she glances to Brennan. Her hair flies around her face as she feels her grip on the hilt of the sword slip. Then everything flashes before her eyes.

The hard ground of forest is her landing as the portal closes from above her. Her hair is undone from her ponytail and her coat is tattered.

"Ow," Elizabeth groans. She slowly sits up to see a great forest above her. This wasn't a forest she had seen before in the Enchanted Forest. She slowly stands and her eyes glance around. "Great. Just what I wanted. To be stuck in the past. The question is where . . . or when."

Her eyes catch sight of her hat laying on the forest ground. Her eyes widened. "Brennan."

She places the hat on her head as she starts to run through the thick brush and wooded area. "Brennan! Where are you, lad?!"

Her running leads her to a road. Except, it's not like any road she's ever seen before. It was grey and smooth and had weird lines upon it. "Oh no." She pants slowly before looking around frantically.

She was stuck in the past, and her little brother was out there somewhere.

"Brennan!" She shouts as she takes off down the road.

"Ahoi!" Brennan Jones smiles as he walks along the decks of the Jolly Roger. "Anyone home? Papa? Mama?"

His eyes scan the empty ship deck before he hears someone coming. "Uh oh." His legs carry him towards the captain's quarters, his memory serving him correctly as he finds a hiding place in an old trunk.

The footsteps got closer and louder as fear set into the ten year old. He doesn't try to hide the gasp on his lips as the trunk's lid is lifted.

"Who might you be?" Killian down at the boy. "What are you doing in there, lad?"

"I . . . I thought you were a bad guy," Brennan gulps.

Killian raises an eyebrow. "Bad guy, huh?" The man can't help but smile at the child. He lifts the child slowly and looks down at him. "What's your name, sailor?"

Brennan stares at his father in awe. His father looked younger than he remembered.

"Not a big talker are you?" Killian frowns. He runs his hand through his thick hair and smiles at the boy. "How about I take you to get something to eat, lad? I know this nice lady who can give you a nice bath and a warm meal. How does that sound?"

"Sounds good!" Brennan grins as he latches onto Killian's leg. Killian laughs and smiles at the boy.

"Alright then," he says as he and the young boy head towards Granny's.

"Killian?" Emma asks as she sees her boyfriend walk into Granny's with a young boy. Her eyebrows pull together as she walks towards him. She smiles at the young boy. "Who's this?"

"Well, that's just it, Swan . . . He won't tell me," Killian sighs. "I found him hiding on the Roger."

Emma glances at the boy and frowns. "Oh ." She bends down and smiles sweetly. Brennan stares at his mother shyly. "I'm Emma. This is Killian. Can you tell us where you came from? Maybe we can help you?"

It seemed that the boy had completely held his attention on a grilled cheese sandwich that was on a plate at the bar.

Emma follows his gaze and smiles. "How about we get you something to eat?"

She had never seen a boy eat so fast in his life. It was like he had never tasted a grilled cheese sandwich before in his life. He was definitely a charming little thing. Something about him made her stare at the child.

"Who's this, Emma?" Snow White smiles as she walks over to Emma and Brennan; neal in her arms. Killian and Charming stand at a booth talking about something Emma couldn't make out.

"Well, that's who I'm trying to figure out," Emma sighs as she shoves her hands in her jacket. "But -"

"Emma!" Grumpy rushes into the diner. Everyone turns to the dwarf, except Brennan who was sipping on hot chocolate, and Emma raises her eyebrows. "You're going to want to come down to the station."

Emma looks to her mother and frowns. "Can you watch -"

"Of course."

"Great, thanks!" Emma rushes out of the diner, Killian and Charming not far behind.

The sight of a pirate was not something she expected to see in a jail cell. The girl was laying on her cote, her hat covering her eyes. Her black was fell slightly off the pillow and her scarlet coat trailed off the mattress.

"We found her snooping around the Roger," Grumpy crosses his arms over his head. "Says she's looking for her brother. She looks like she's been through some tough -"

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you, mate," Elizabeth sighs.

"I -"

"Thanks, Grumpy," Emma interrupts, dismissing her comrade. She steps up to the barred cell and crosses her arms over her chest. "So, do you want to tell us who you are?"

The girl slowly removes her hat from her eyes and stands slowly. Her green eyes look towards the ground and she hesitates. "Elizabeth . . . Turner."

"Elizabeth Turner?" Emma looks at her suspiciously. "As in Pirates of the Caribbean Elizabeth Turner?"

"What?" Elizabeth looked dumbfounded at her.

"Nevermind . . . Listen, how did you get here?"

Elizabeth walks up to the bars and sighs slowly. "A portal . . . a time portal."

"A time portal?" Charming asks from his desk. "You're from the past?"

"Future, mate." Elizabeth sighs. "I shouldn't even be telling you this."

"Well, we'd like to help you." Emma buts in. "Now, why were you looking around the Jolly Roger? Why look there of all places?"

Elizabeth stares at her mother and hesitates. "Parley."

"What?"

"Parley." Elizabeth repeats. "I can't tell you where in the future I came from or why I'm sneaking around here. I just need to find my brother and find a way back home."

"Well," Killian steps up. "Parley it is then. If you can tell us where you're from in the future we can help you find your brother and be on your merry way."

"You don't understand," Elizabeth almost growls as her hands grip the bars. "I've already revealed too much. I've already given you my name and that can have severe consciousness on the future as it is."

Emma and Killian share a glance. Emma sighs loudly and grabs her keys slowly and unlocks the cell. "Alright, fine."

"Lizzy!" Brennan shouts as he runs into the station. Elizabeth's eyes widen and she crouches down for his embrace. She stands quickly and smiles.

"Brennan!" She grins as she strokes his hair lightly she. Killian's eyes widen at the name.

Snow rushes in quickly and frowns. "I'm sorry he ran off and I tried to follow him but he ran straight here."

"His name is Brennan?" Killian steps forward. Elizabeth looks at the man and widens at her mistake.

"Yes," she sighs; giving up. "His name is Brennan."

"How did he get that name?"

"My grandfather was named Brennan!" Brennan grins innocently.

Killian feels his heart stop within his chest. "When you said you were from the future . . . The reason you can't tell us who you are is because you're . . ." He swallows, unable to speak.

Elizabeth sets Brennan down on his feet and Emma takes Killian's hand in hers; just as shocked. "Aye . . . The reason I couldn't tell you anything more than my name is because Brennan and I are your children."

"What do you mean?" Emma says.

Elizabeth licks her lips. "We have a lot to talk about."