Disclaimer: I don't own any of this characters with the exception of Emma.

It was a calm, gorgeous day in Port Royal. As it was, a woman by the name of Elizabeth Swann was going to

visit her beau William Turner. He was always found in the blacksmith shop where he was still the apprentice of

Mr. Brown (despite the fact that the man spent all of his days within a drunken stupor). She knocked on the

door before Will opened it. "Elizabeth? What're you doing here?" "I thought we could spend the afternoon

together. After all, it is a lovely day." Will looked into the shop before nodding and smiling. "Would you mind

waiting inside while I get ready?" She smiled and walked in shutting the door behind her. "I'll only be a moment,"

he called going into a room towards the back. Elizabeth walked around and looked at what he was working on.

It was a sword of some sort. Beautiful really. Ever since their adventure on the Black Pearl, Will and Elizabeth

had been almost inseparable. That was only a few months ago and have yet to have heard from Jack Sparrow

since. She was just about to touch the sword when she heard Will coming back. "Ready to go," he asked. He

saw that she was near to the item that he was working on. "Yes." He took her arm and together they went to

town.

When the sun was beginning to set, the two lovers stopped by the beach to watch the sunset. "I know of a place

near to here. Would you like to see it," Elizabeth asked. Will nodded and they began to make their way. They

walked for quite a bit before stopping near an opening in a wall. Elizabeth went in first and Will followed. When

they came out, they were in a garden of some sort and had a perfect view of the sky. "It's beautiful," Will said

looking around. "My mother used to take me here when I was younger. We would just lie on the grass and look

at the stars at night." "Whatever happened to your mother," Will couldn't help but ask. "She died of an illness"

"I'm sorry." Elizabeth shushed him and they just watched the night sky. They stayed there for several hours more

before he brought her home. He kissed the back of her hand and left for the night.

Instead of going straight to bed, she went into her father's study. There were many books on the shelves and

papers on the desk. On the wall behind his desk was a portrait of her mother. Emma Swann was a beautiful

woman. Her long dark hair tied up in an elegant knot on her head. Her dress was a most vivid red and matched

her rosy cheeks beautifully. She was sitting on a chair with a book on her lap and the smile on her face

suggested that she had another thought in her mind. Actually, it seemed to be more of a smirk than a smile now

that Elizabeth really looked at it. When she went over to examine it, she felt something sticking out from behind.

Out she pulled a piece of paper. Written by her mother's hand was a letter for Elizabeth herself. The paper was

faded, as though it was written years ago just for this day. She read it to herself and when she was finished, she

knew that she had to find Will right away to tell him. Right after she got changed of course.

Will was working on his sword again before someone began to knock on the door rather hurried as if they had

something very important to say. He opened it and once again it was Elizabeth. She was out of breath as if she

ran the whole way. Clutched in her hand was some sort of paper. "Will, you have to come with me," she said

quickly. He was obviously confused. "Why, what happened," he asked. "I don't have time to explain. Please, for

me." Will nodded and the two left for the night.

Elizabeth led him back to the garden where they had been earlier. "What're we doing back here," he asked

climbing in behind her. "We're going to try and find my mother's diary." "Your mother had a diary?" "Yes, it's all

explained in the letter," she said handing it to him. He opened it and read:

Dearest Elizabeth:

I hope you find this letter someday. I'm sorry I left you at a young age but it was for your own safety. I have gone to find my brother because your father has found out the truth about me. I received word that my brother is in search of something and he wanted me to go along too. Your father is going to tell you a lie that I am dead. However, I am not. If you find my diary then everything will be explained to you. Once again, I am very sorry. I love you very much.

Signed:

Lady Emma Sparrow-Swann

Will looked up amazed. "Sparrow," he whispered. Elizabeth turned to face him with the diary in her hand and

worry etched on her face. "I think my mother was a pirate," she said showing him the cover in the moonlight. On

the cover was the picture of a Sparrow flying on a sun, exactly like the tattoo they saw on Captain Jack

Sparrow's arm.

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