Temporarily Untitled Pirates of the Caribbean Fanfiction
A Joint Effort Written By: Lykosdracos and Chibi Hermione
Authors' Disclaimer: Any original characters are owned by either Lykosdracos, Chibi Hermione, or both of us. Any non-original characters we do not own.
Chapter One: Unwarranted Diversion
It was a nice sunny day in the Caribbean, and CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow was drinking rum. Things seemed perfect, they always did when he had a bottle of rum in his hand and the ocean spread out in front of him. Anamaria had come up to the helm where Jack was steering. She couldn't help the rueful grin that came to her face, only Jack would drink so early in the morning and not show any effects from it later on.
"Captain, we're nearing Port Royal," she said.
"All hands on deck, stay close to the cliffs, all we need's t'Navy on our tail." Jack said loud enough to be heard by all the crew.
"Aye, Cap'n," the crew called.
They turned the Pearl as Jack had ordered and lowered the black sails so as not to be noticed by any ships docked in port.
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In Port Royal, Jack was soon greeted by the Turners. They were surprised to see them of course, but had learned whenever Jack was around adventure and surprise usually followed.
"Jack, it's so good to see you," said Elizabeth.
"Aye, 'S good to be back." he replied tucking the rum bottle carefully into his shirt, right devilish with rum she was and he wasn't about to let her catch sight of it.
"Uncle Jack," cried a small girl of about four, running out from behind her parents.
"Alyssa, look at the lass all grown up." Jack winked and swung her up in his arms.
Alyssa giggled and shouted, "More, more!"
Jack obliged and danced with her in a circle until she was breathless and laughing helplessly.
"All right, Princess, I think that's enough for now. Don't want to wear out old Uncle Jack," laughed Will.
"Old?" Jack raised an eyebrow and Alyssa giggled.
"You're what…more than twice my age?" inquired Will, in mock innocence.
"And I still beat you, didn't I?" Jack replied smugly putting a hand on the cutlass to emphasize his point.
"All right, all right, I surrender," laughed Will, stepping away from Jack slightly.
"Aye, just like old times," Jack said, but he tousled Alyssa's hair as he put her down.
"What brings you back to Port Royal?" asked Elizabeth.
"This and that," Jack replied cryptically, "I 'ad to visit me favorite niece, didn't I?"
*~*~*
Jack and the three Turners went to their house, down the street from Will's smithy.
The shop had changed from the last time he'd seen it. Will had added another anvil, and fireplace. Swords still cluttered about every available space, and the donkey still slumbered on its feet in the corner.
*~*~*
In the Turner home, Elizabeth was puttering around the kitchen, picking up after Alyssa, and stoking the fire that was threatening to die out.
"Elizabeth, you shouldn't do that in your condition," said Will, starting to rise.
"I agree, luv," Jack sighed and uncorked the rum bottle he had hidden, there was more than one way to rekindle a fire.
"I'm not bedridden, Will," scorned Elizabeth, "I'm not even four months, yet!"
"All the more reason for you to take it easy," Will replied stubbornly.
"You're too overprotective," countered Elizabeth.
"He's a Turner, runs in the blood," Jack smiled, wanting some way to break the increasing tension, pregnant women and monkeys he made sure not to tangle with.
"Biscuit?" asked Alyssa, confused about what the adults were talking about.
"On the counter, sweetie." Elizabeth motioned to the red-cloth lined basket.
"Want one?" she asked of her "Uncle" Jack, holding out a savory looking cookie.
"Baked these yourself, did you?" Jack picked her up and put her on his lap all the while looking at the biscuit as if it were priceless, "Fit for a king."
"Mummy did," said Alyssa, her mouth full of cookie.
"Well 'mummy' did a fine job," he grinned as crumbs fell onto his pants and then to the floor, he'd have to watch that before Elizabeth took notice.
Alyssa nodded.
She was so happy now that Uncle Jack was here, he came only rarely but when he did there was always something for her in his pockets...
Sure enough, after that, Jack said, "I've got summat for ya, Alyssa," reaching into a pocket of his large coat.
"Here's a trinket for the pretty lass." he held out a gem that matched her eyes exactly threaded onto a fine gold chain.
The turquoise gem sparkled in the sun's light, as Elizabeth put the necklace around her daughter's neck.
"You don't think that's a bit much for such a little girl?" Will looked a little worried at the expensive gift.
"Nonsense," replied Jack, "it's not nearly enough for such a fine lass as little Alyssa."
"And I'm sure Elizabeth wouldn't object," Jack paused as he took out another beautiful necklace, this one dark red to compliment her fair skin.
"Oh, it's beautiful, Jack," said Elizabeth, admiring the beauty of the ruby.
"Will, ever the gentleman," he smiled as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a wickedly curved dagger sheathed in rich leather.
"Where'd you get this? I could never make anything this fine," Will exclaimed.
"Practice makes perfect." Jack leaned back in the chair watching the expert swordsman think of how to duplicate it.
"You've been busy since the last we've seen you."
Elizabeth noticed how Jack had avoided a question by changing the subject, something he did without having to think about it.
"Pirate," said Jack, with a small shrug.
"How's Anamaria?" Will asked with a slight grin as he noted how Jack cleared his throat before answering.
"She's fine. Hasn't slapped me in a few days," said Jack.
"That's always good to hear." Elizabeth laughed. "Oh, baby's starting to kick."
Jack looked worried and unsure of what to do while Will went over and took Elizabeth's hand to feel his new child moving.
"You want to feel?" asked Will, looking at Jack.
"Er, I dunno about that, mate." Jack was wary of being near a baby, much less one not born yet.
"Come on," urged Elizabeth, "it's alright."
"Well, if you're sure..." he stopped in mid-sentence as Elizabeth then took his hand and he felt the movement under his palm.
"I wanna feel baby," whined Alyssa, grabbing Jack's hand.
"Right there, luv." Jack put her hand where his had been, only Elizabeth saw the wonder on the pirate captain's face.
"Oh," said Alyssa, showing the same expression on her face.
"'ave you thought of a name yet?" Jack inquired, "Whether it be a boy or a girl?"
"We're thinking of Melissa if it's a girl," said Will.
"We're not sure about a boy's name yet," Elizabeth sighed, her brow furrowing as she thought about it.
"We were thinking of James…," Will trailed off, teasingly.
"Bloody 'ell," Jack muttered, rolling his eyes playfully. "Tryin' t' turn him Navy on us pirates?"
"Actually, we were trying to decide between William and John," said Elizabeth.
"William, good strong name. Named for 'is father, aye?" Jack grinned at the memory those words invoked.
"If we decide on it, yes," said Will, "but, John's a strong possibility as well."
"I picked that one," Alyssa chimed up brightly smiling, "I'd call 'im Johnny for my friend."
"Or Jack," added Elizabeth.
"But I said only maybe cause," Alyssa blinked up at Jack; "There's only one Jack I know and its you, Uncle Jack!"
*~*~*
Later that day, Jack had left to go drink on his ship, when Commodore Norrington showed up at the Turners'.
"I've heard word that Jack Sparrow was back," he looked at them sternly, "Would any of you confirm that?"
"Uncle Jack gave me this," Alyssa said, showing the commodore her necklace.
"Uncle Jack," Will laughed hurriedly picking up his daughter, "Distant cousin of her aunt's, wonderful singing voice she has, we'll invite you to hear her one day."
"My Uncle Jack came by on his boat," Alyssa said, trying to get out of her father's arms.
"Only for a visit," Elizabeth cut in, "About two years ago, she can't stop thinking about it. She loves her uncle so, you understand Commodore."
"That's strange. I never saw that necklace before today," mused the commodore.
"Yes well, we've kept it put away for her." Will shrugged, "It was a dear gift and she was young then."
"I understand," said Norrington, "well, I'd best be off then. Good day."
It was at that unfortunate moment Jack came whistling up the walk not noticing the Commodore standing nearly at the doorway.
Norrington was about to turn around, when he was stopped by Elizabeth.
"Didn't you forget something?" Elizabeth asked taking his arm and turning him around.
"I didn't take anything with me," replied the commodore, allowing Elizabeth to pull him into their foyer.
"Are you sure? I could swear you left your hat behind," she said while motioning to Will behind her back to do something with Jack before Norrington saw him.
Will dropped Alyssa, who shrieked "Uncle Jack," at the sight of the pirate walking up the Turners' front walk.
"Bloody hell!" Jack dived into the bushes when he saw the illustrious Commodore turn around to see what the commotion was about.
Will and Elizabeth breathed a silent sigh of relief when they saw the equally illustrious pirate captain dive into the nearest shrub.
"Why did-" Alyssa was cut off as Will pulled her into the confines of a closet.
In the closet, Alyssa found a cane and two old, mismatched stockings to play with.
She didn't understand why her daddy would do such a thing, but she knew that it had to be important, either that or he was playing a game. Alyssa was much happier with the game theory, so she was content to play sock puppets with the stockings until someone came to find her.
*~*~*
Will and Elizabeth, having gotten rid of the confused and bewildered Commodore went to rescue Jack from the greenery that threatened to strangle him.
"Thank ye, mates," he grunted, pulling a leaf out of his hair in distaste.
"Close call," Will laughed, and then a stricken look came over his face, "Alyssa!"
"Where is she?" asked Jack, alarmed at Will's panic.
"Um, er, the closet," he muttered before dashing off to get her.
Will opened the closet, to find Alyssa playing with two old mismatched stockings.
"Peek-a-boo, love," he smiled and held open his arms.
"Daddy found me," Alyssa giggled, convinced it had only been a game.
"That he did, princess," Will smiled relieved she hadn't figured it out, "That he did."
*~*~*
Soon, it was time for Jack to leave for the night. He declined their invitations to stay knowing Ana would be waiting for him.
*~*~*
"How was it?" Anamaria asked when Jack was safely aboard his Pearl.
"Eventful, very eventful," Jack said with a contented sigh.
"How was lil' Alyssa?" she asked, next.
"Looks just like 'er mum an' dad," he smiled. "Will 'n Elizabeth are lucky t'ave such a beautiful daughter."
Ana agreed.
"What's wrong tonight, luv? Why so quiet?"
"I feel trouble coming," replied Anamaria.
"What sort o' trouble? You felt 'at way b'fore too, then we were attacked by East India." he said, East India referred to the East India Trading Company, pirate hunters determined to rid the ocean of all scallywags and sea-dogs.
Ana shrugged and said, "I don' know, just trouble. Let's forget about it."
"No, no, no." Jack shook his head adamantly, "I dont think ye're daft, tell me what you really think, Ana."
"Like I said before, just trouble. The air doesn't feel right, just like when trouble comes," Anamaria said, stubborner than a mule.
"Alright." He knew when to back down, "If this feelin' o' yours gets any worse you'll let me know, aye?"
"Aye," Anamaria nodded her head, and then went to help Marty the midget tie some sails.
Jack looked after her exasperatedly; he'd never understand women; saying one thing but meaning another, bloody frustrating the whole lot of them.
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Notes from the Authors: What trouble will they find? Is there even trouble? Find out in chapter two, coming soon!