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Jackie stood near the Tavern in Tortuga. Her mother, Giselle, had told her to stay there until she saw a man named Jack Sparrow. When she saw him, her mother said, she was to bring him to their home.

This is ridiculous, she thought. Why can't ma do this? She's the one who wants 'im, not me!

After a while she became bored and began to wonder, as she often did, who her father was. Her mother said she would tell Jackie who he was when Jackie was 12. Jackie was 12 now, and her mother still wouldn't tell.

Jackie figured it was some man who had passed through town once, and never came back.

Suddenly, Jackie saw a man swaggering into the Tavern; they usually swaggered out of it.

That must be that Mr. Sparrow I'm supposed ta look for She thought, remembering what her mother said about the Man's walk. She walked up to him and tapped his arm. When he looked at her she said, "Are you Jack Sparrow?"

"Yes, and who might you be?"

"I might be the queen of England. But I'm Jackie. My ma wants ta see ya."

"Lead the way."

Jackie started walking with Jack following her.

When they got to Jackie's house, Giselle opened the door.

"Giselle?" Jack asked, staring.

"Yes. Come in, Mr. Sparrow, we need to talk."

"It's Captain Sparrow."

"Captain? Captain of what?" Jackie asked.

"Why, the Black Pearl, love, the fastest ship in the Caribbean. You never 'eard o'it?"

"Nope."

Jack muttered something about forgetting the girl's education, but Jackie didn't hear much of it.

Jack walked into the house, and the girl tried to follow, but Giselle stopped her. "Wait, out here."

"But, Ma!"

"Jackie," Giselle warned.

"Fine."

Jackie sat outside while Giselle and Jack talked.

After a few minutes she heard the pirate yell, "WHAT?!?!?"

A few more minutes later Giselle called Jackie inside. "Jackie, this is your father."

"He's my WHAT?"

"Fa-ther." Giselle said, "You'll be going with him. On his boat."

"It's a SHIP." All of a sudden he blinked. "She's gonna what?

"She's going with you. I can't take care of her anymore. You're the girl's father; you'll take care of her. I even named her after you." Giselle rolled her eyes and stood up. She walked into Jackie's room and came out with a bundle. "Here's her things," she said, and tossed the bag to Jack.

Jackie promptly snatched it from him and started going through it.

"Giselle, love, I can't take her wi' me. There be no room on the Pearl."

"Let her bunk in your room. She IS your daughter."

Wow, I wonder what Jack'll do with me, thought the girl, eyeing the pirate speculatively.

Jack and Giselle were still fighting when Jackie looked at her mother. "Ma, did you ask if the Cap'n can take care of me?"

Jack looked pleased.

"He has to."

"It's bad luck to 'ave a woman aboard, love."

"Too bad." Giselle grabbed her daughter's arm, and Jack's ear and pulled them out the door. "Good-bye," she said, and slammed the door in their faces.