Author's note: hello, readers! I am back with the sequel to Sweet Pirate of Mine. I hope you all like! Also, I'll be adding quotes from Elizabeth aswell as those from Jack, just so I have more to work with.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. That creepy and overly cheery mouse does.

Plot: Elizabeth and Jack's daughter, Ashley is now 8 years old and about to experience her first adventure…in the past. (takes place after COTBP and during DMC)

Chapter One: The Beginning…

"You like pain? Try wearing a corset!"

Ashley Sparrow really could do a good impression of her father, Elizabeth realized as she sat across from Ashley in her cabin.

Said impression was that of Jack's pout. This was brought on by the fact that Ashley had been denied going out to steer the ship with her father while a huge storm, which happened to be rocking the ship at that moment, was raging outside.

"It's not safe for you, love."

"But daddy's out there!" she shot back.

"Daddy," Elizabeth said seriously, "has had years of experience."

Ashley grunted, knowing her mother was right but not liking it at all.

Elizabeth felt a pang of empathy for her daughter. After all, she herself loved steering with Jack during storms such as these when she got the chance. Elizabeth loved the excitement and danger of it all. Truly a pirate at heart, she was.

"I better get to when I'm bigger." Ashley said folding her arms in a gesture that, this time, reminded Elizabeth of herself.

That had happened rather a lot as Ashley had been growing up. Her and Jack both had recognized traits of themselves in their daughter.

Smiling at this, Elizabeth gently stroked her daughter's long raven-coloured hair.

"That can be done, darling. I'll make sure your father knows that too." Elizabeth grinned at her daughter in a conspiratorial manner.

Ashley felt her heart leap in excitement. "Thank you, momma!" she exclaimed and threw her arms around her mother.

Elizabeth hugged her and then the two of them settled down to watch the storm through the porthole.

As Ashley sat there leaning against her mother's chest, she began to hear whispers. They were faint at first, so she dismissed them as her imagination.

However, they slowly began to get louder. Just as Ashley was about to turn to her mother to ask if she'd heard them too, her world was instantly darkened and she was falling…