Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean. I changed a few things, only two actually. One is Will was only the immortal captain for a year not ten years. And they don't have a son they have a daughter and she is born on Will and Elizabeth's second wedding anniversary.

Chapter 1

No one's POV.

Jack Sparrow steers his Black Pearl with pride. He looks over at Gibbs who is looking very bored. "Aye Gibbs whatya' propose we do?" he asks, Gibbs looks confused, "we don't be havin' anythin' to do Captin'" he sighs. Jack thinks for a second, "I say we give me dear ol' friends Will and Lizzie a visit, Scurvy?" he says. "Aye Captin'".

Three days later around midnight they arrive at the docks, and Jack jumps off the ship, "Ah, memories," he exclaims and makes his way to the Turner residence. He stops at the small cottage looking home and begins to look around. Three horses, a wagon, and a barn. Jack takes one look at the barn and then walks right in. "aye, this be a good resting place," he talks to himself. He carefully makes a bed out of hay and a blanket he found and snuggles in.

Jack's POV.

Aye that was a good night sleep, better go check up on the Turners. I force myself from my temporary bed and trudge to the house. I stop and stand at the door, might as well let myself in. I open the door and take a place at the kitchen table, and watch Elizabeth prepare breakfast. "Morning!" I call out to her causing her to drop the bowls she was holding and gasp in shock. She turns to face me and I gasp, "Ye have gained some weight haven't ye?" I chuckle; she looks as if she has seen a ghost.

"Elizabeth what was that crash?" Will calls from another room. "Oh, Will ye are late for breakfast!" I shout back. "Jack?" he rushes in and goes straight to Elizabeth, "are you alright?" he asks, how rude to ignore his guest. Elizabeth's shocked face turns into a smile, "Jack!" she exclaims, "I am so glad you are here!" Will half smiles but nods too, "why might that be love?" I ask confused. "Well Will wanted you to be the godfather," she said putting a hand on her huge stomach, "wait ye are havin' a wee creature?" Will and Elizabeth nod. "And ye want me to be the godfather?" they both nod again. "I am not the religious type scurvy?" Will shrugs, "godfather, uncle, whatever works," Will chuckles. "Aye," I say, they both look at me weird, "aye what?" Will asks, "aye, I'll be ye child's uncle Jack." They both gasp, "Yay!" Elizabeth squeals and hugs me fiercely.

She gasps loudly, clutched her stomach and hunched over. "Elizabeth!" Will shouts, picks her up, and then quickly carries her to their room as I followed behind. "Jack you stay with Elizabeth, I am going to get the midwife," Will shouts and runs out with amazing speed. I wave, as he rides off on his horse, and then go back to Liz. "Jack can you hold my hand? I am scared," she asks obliviously in pain, "uh aye," I take her hand and she squeezes my hand with force, she shouts in pain at the same time I shout from my now broken hand.

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When Will returned with the midwife I eagerly left to stay in the living room. The next twenty hours were loud and somewhat amusing. Loud because of Elizabeth's screams and amusing whenever Lizzie would kick Will out of the room, he would pace nervously in front of the bedroom door, until she screamed his name and he rushed back in. Once when this happened I laughed and Liz immediately cursed me worse than any pirate had cursed me before. I didn't bother trying to sleep; I knew that wasn't an option.

Then a plan hit me, I stuck my fingers in my ears and lay back on the couch. As I drifted to sleep I heard something out of place, I removed my fingers from my ears and sat up. It was a quiet crying. Elizabeth's screams were silenced as I moved to the bedroom door and placed my ear against it, I heard the midwife murmuring and Will and Elizabeth asking questions, when the door swung open. I almost fell to the floor.

Will stood there holding a little pink blanket with a little bloody creature inside. He looked worried, "is something wrong mate?" I ask as I stretch my neck to look at the creature. He suddenly shoves the blanketed thing at me, "Jack, Elizabeth is ill I need to you take care of the baby while we take care of Elizabeth!" He said in a rush and shut the door in my face, leaving me with the child. I slowly looked down at the little baby girl, she had brown little curls matted with blood, and a little cherubic face. "Ello, I am your uncle Jack," I crooned, wait did Jack Sparrow, no Captain Jack Sparrow just croon? This child already had me wrapped around her finger. I sigh, "Let's get you clean, yer daddy and mommy are busy." I took her to the kitchen and carefully washed the blood off. When she was clean, I took her to the light pink nursery set up and found her an itty bitty dress that looked like it would fit her.

After dressing her and wrapping her in a clean blanket, I dragged the rocking chair from the nursery into the living room and took a seat. It broke under me, "I guess Will made this," I mumbled. The little bundle in my arms squirmed and whimpered, "Oh, sorry love, your father is a blacksmith not a craftsman," I croon, AGAIN. Why aren't I mad about this? She begins to whimper louder, "It's alright," I say getting up from the floor and move to a chair, after kicking it to test its strength. She quiets, takes my finger in her tiny hand and falls asleep.

I stare at her little face, she is so pretty. Wow I am really loosing it. I never really experienced love before, only with my late mother and…. Angelica. But this little girl, whom I have only, knew for half an hour I loved, surprisingly a lot. She was like the daughter I would never have. I slowly bent over and kissed her head. I didn't realize I was smiling at the sleeping child until I spied Will leaning against the bedroom's doorframe, with a smug smile. "How is Liz?" I ask, he smiles, "she's fine, she also wants to see her daughter," I frown. "Oh, alright," I sigh and pass the baby to Will. "Hi, sweetheart, I'm your daddy," Will croons and kisses her on her forehead. A sudden jealously hits me, as I follow him into the bedroom.

Elizabeth was sitting on the bed under many blankets, her face was tired and pained but it lit up when she saw the baby. Will handed the bundle and she began to croon. Lots of crooning today. Will thanked the midwife and she showed herself out, and it was just the four of us. "What are ye goin' to name the little one?" I ask and move to Will's side next to the bed. "Grace, Grace Lyneth Turner." Elizabeth announced. "That's a beautiful name," Will sighed and stared at Grace lovingly. I nod in agreement. After a few minutes of just looking at her, the twenty hours without sleep hit me. "Alrighty, Uncle Jack needs shut eye," I yawn and give Grace a kiss on her forehead, then Elizabeth's, then Will's, to his disgust.

"Wait, Jack! Where are you staying?" Will asked. "Yer barn is quite comfy, and the horses are lovely company!" I announce and stroll towards my new home. Will chuckled, "goodnight Jack! And thank you!" I turn walking backwards and give a small curtsy and nod. "Will, Liz, Grace." My voice softens at the last name.

I stretch out on the hay and yawn. Soon I am asleep dreaming of my Pearl, but there is something different, a small brown haired girl with me, calling me Uncle Jack. Then Angelica is there standing with me smiling at the small girl playing on the deck with her dolls. "Look aunty Angelica! I named this one Jack!" Grace giggles holding out one of her dolls. "That is wonderful dear! You should make an Angelica too," Angelica says crouching to the Grace's level, "ok" she giggles.

I awake to the sound of the horses neighing loudly, "quiet ye blasted creature!" I shout and fall back into unconsciousness.