Ok, if you've seen this before, then you know of me, Star Flicker. This is my old account that I had issues with, but now it's all good again. It's a bit confusing, but don't worry about it. Please R&R. Thank you!

Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean, just my OC's and this plot.

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"I now pronounce you man and wife," The minister said, making William Turner and Elizabeth Swann, a married couple. The two kissed long as the audience behind them cheered and rejoiced. Elizabeth was no longer a Swann, she was a Turner.

Three Years Later…

Jack walked back to the house that Will and Elizabeth provided for him. They wanted him to still be close to them. They would never know when they would be going on another adventure. As he sauntered along the path with the little house in sight, he noticed something or rather someone on the porch. As he slowly neared it, he heard whimpers and mumbles.

Once Jack finally reached it, he found a baby in a little basket, with a letter placed a top it. He lifted his eyebrow, slowly grabbing the letter. Jack stared at the letter that awaited to be opened. He drew his attention back to the child. "What the hell am I suppose to do with this?"

Later That Night…

"What am I to do with the little bugger?" Jack asked Will and Elizabeth as they sat at the round table in Jack's abode. The baby laid asleep upstairs, so they tried not to wake it.

"Keep her," Elizabeth insisted.

"How do you know it's a her?" Jack asked her.

Elizabeth rolled her eyes. "You can tell by her physical features, Jack!"

"And she does look a bit like you, Jack." Will added.

The letter Jack had received was from a woman that he had once dated, but of course he couldn't remember her since there was oh so many. Her name was Sara and it was about the young girl.

Jack Sparrow,

This happens to be your child. Do you remember that one night? I thought you did.

I have no time for this child, and I heard that you now live near the Turner estate. I have no time for her and now she's your responsibility. You're thinking why you now have possession of her. Well you are the father, are you not? You did help in the creation of her right, Jack? You may take care of her and raise her as you like. The girl is your daughter now. But remember, you're responsible for this child now and should be your main priority.

She was born April 17th of this year so she is only three months old. She was born in Jamaica, where it all happened. I have named her Emily for she looks much like one, don't you think?

There is no way for you to find me and hand her back to me for I am no longer in Jamaica, but having a life with my new husband. Emily is now yours. Please take care of her, but I doubt you will.

Sara

As Elizabeth read the letter for the third time, she shook her head. "There's no way you can get out of this, Jack." She muttered.

"I'm afraid so, Jack. Emily's yours now." Will agreed.

Jack got up furiously, pacing around the table. "I don't have time for her. I mean…she's…"

"Yours, Jack. It's your fault. The only person you can blame is yourself." Elizabeth said.

Jack didn't respond. "There has to be a way…" He muttered to himself over and over again as he shook his head.

"This is one consequence that you won't be able to get yourself out of. There's no other way but to…to raise her as your own." Elizabeth said. Jack stopped and turned to Elizabeth and Will.

"Are you crazy?" He asked. "I can't take care of a child. I mean, what about my life at sea? You don't expect me to stay in this cooped up little place for the rest of my life, do you?"

"There's nothing else you can do." Will said.

"We'll help you, Jack. We can help you with Emily and maybe even get a better house for you. This is a bit more like a shack then a house." Elizabeth admitted. Jack slumped into the chair, his face in his hands. "We'll help you Jack." Elizabeth repeated, placing her hand on his arm. "We're raising Peter ourselves. We can all get through this together."

Jack lifted his head to find Elizabeth with a bright smile, but the smile soon faded. "But she must not have a life of piracy. There should be no speck of piracy in her life. It's too dangerous."

"We're raising Peter the same way." Will added.

"Why?"

"They could get killed! One mistake and their gone, Jack." Elizabeth explained.

"But I just can't give up piracy just like that." Jack mumbled. He shook his head, thinking for a moment. He shut his eyes, turning back to the moment he found Emily in the basket, a bright face, her gentle arms reaching for him with her chocolate eyes staring into his.

"It was hard for us to Jack, but we did it for Peter." Will's voice said, bringing Jack back.

"But…I mean…a life at sea…" Jack couldn't get out the words. This was so unlike Jack, to care so much about someone…so much.

"We promise, Jack, we'll take care of you and Emily and all your needs." Elizabeth said.

Jack glanced up at Will and Elizabeth. "I'll do it," He muttered with regret in his voice. "A-and I can't be Jack Sparrow anymore. Not with her." Jack looked back down again. "I can't let her know that her father is a pirate legend if I want to raise her as a proper young girl."

"Then you'll be James." Will said.

"James Smith. From now on, I'm James Smith."

Jack changed his whole look. He cut his hair, shaved off his beard, and threw out all of his raggy clothes except for his beloved hat. Will and Elizabeth helped change his lifestyle to a proper one. Jack would do anything for Emily. She was family…she was his daughter.

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