Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Pirates of the Caribbean characters. But I do own Maddy and the Savvy. Oooh that was a terrible and unintentional rhyme.

Important Author's note: If you don't recognize this version of Jack, he is much younger and this is pre drunk and knarly looking Jack except he still has the hair trinkets here. If you haven't seen Chocolate, this image is based on Johnny Depp's character in that movie. A river gypsy by the name of Rue. And even if you don't need the reference I suggest you watch it as it's a wonderfully exotic love story. But knowing most of you Pirates fans your also Johnny Depp fans.

Madelin slept with her fiery red curls splayed out on the pillow beneath her as phantom fingers gently stroked down the length of her face and throat. Rough, warm hands so familiar as they left a strong yearning in the wake of each loving stroke. Soft rhythmic clinking of trinkets she'd threaded into straight, silky black hair on his departure made a swaying music to her ears, as strong arms enfolded her into the person laying next to her. Warm, familiar, safe. Shining green eyes fluttered open to look into steady brown ones that stared back at her seriously. Madelin smiled in relief.

" Jack..." She almost cried but it only came out as a chocked whisper. But despite her emotional declaration of his name, his expression never changed.

" Don' ye go forgetting me luv." He said matter of factly and his rough accent sounded like a soft rumble to her like waves crashing against the rocks. She carefully traced his jaw line, but instead of feeling the small startings of a mustached and goatee on his chin she felt air. Madelin began to cry.

" You know I won't forget."

Jack Walker's image faded away into nothing but pale streams of sunlight shining into her eyes.

" I'll never forget..." She trailed off. But she would never see him again. The boy she grew up with, the man who promised he'd be back for her soon. The man who died not long after he first set sail with the others that she so loved. They were all gone, and Jack with them.

A hurried knock came at her door and her mother came in without Madelin's leave of entrance.

" Madelin, dear there's a letter here from Will. The Black Pearl's anchored at Port Royal and Barbossa is dead. Also young William is getting married and he wants us there immediately." But Katherine O'brien stopped short with her joyous news when she saw her daughter's tears.

She knew the purpose for them since Jack Walker had haunted the young girls dreams ever since news of his death had reached the two woman. The dark eyed cabin boy and the captain who had been Madelin's own father were both killed by mutineer's. Dominic O'brien had given the ship to Jack right before he died and then the mutiny was centered on the young captain and he was killed as well. News had reached them from the late Bill Turner before his death by the same hands.

Katherine sat next to her daughter and gave her a sad smile.

" Will says the Black Pearl is being taken care of by a good man, just like our three honest men. They are noble pirates that keep her afloat and only the blood of Barbossa's crew have stained her planks since. This new captain killed the damned tyrant himself in order to save our dear William and his new fiancé." Katherine brushed the curls out of Madelin's face and saw the tears were done but anger had replaced him. Her bronzed hands were clenching the bed sheets in tight fists.

" I wanted to be the one to see that man die. To pull the trigger that sent him to where he belonged. True, the bastard is dead but there was no vengeance in his death. You, nor me, nor Will killed the man that took our loved ones from us." Madelin's voice was deathly low.

Katherine could only nod, she felt the same but she had had many happy years with Dominic before his death. Madelin and Jack had not even had time to enjoy their new engagement.

Katherine handed the note from William Turner to her.

" This is a time of joy."

Madelin gave her a doubtful look.

" Go to Will's wedding, you are his aunt. Perhaps this new captain will let you to take any remainder of Jack and your father's pocession's from the ship." Katherine new this was enough to make her daughter go anywhere simply for those two reasons. Madelin smiled and nodded.

" Besides, both your crew and the Savvy need some exercise. A trip to the caribbean sounds like a good idea. That is as long as the crew know that no pilfering is allowed at Port Royal." Savvy was the pirate ship under Madelin's command or as she was better known as Maddy O'brien. The ship had been named after the word Jack always used, Madelin had always been sure he'd made up. All she knew is that one word had won more arguments than she'd like to remember.

"A family reunion and closure all in the same trip. Sounds perfect."

Port Royal

Captain Jack Sparrow looked out at the night sky from the balcony of the governor house at Port Royal . Breathing in a deep sigh, the stars were replaced with twin emerald eyes and a fountain of red hair. The pirate captains hard eyes softened at the memory of her finely tanned skin and her happy smile.

" Are ye happy Madelin? Are ye bettte' off without ol' Jack? It's been so long since I last saw ye. Probly married with a whole score oh kids. Somethin' I can' give ye now with this lifestyle luv. Wouldn' blame ye luv, wouldn' blame ye..."

Jack's voice trailed off as her face faded. He'd won the Black Pearl back, the ship that once belonged to Madelin's father. He knew it rightfully belonged to her but it had been too long to go back to her now. What would a married woman do with an old pirate ship? More importantly what would a married woman do with an old pirate? Jack looked at himself, at thirty-five he wasn't exactly what you'd call the most attractive man. He'd practically let himself go over the years he had tracked down Barbossa, a long time ago he used to resemble what Will looked like now. The perfect example of the romantic, dashing pirate.

Jack gave a toothy gold smile. The boy had grown from the small lad that was supposed to have been his nephew one day. It was bloody ironic that he would be the best man at Will's wedding now. Years after Bill Turner had died he would try to play the father figure at this ceremony. Though what kind of fatherly guidance Jack could give Will he hadn't a clue. It was more like the other way around when it came to the guidance. Will was so much like his father, Jack used to be like that. What Jack was now he didn't know anymore. He'd even dropped his last name and replaced it with Sparrow. He stopped using Walker after the mutiny. He didn't want the bloodshed of Barbossa's intended death put on a name he had planned to give Madelin one day. Now he'd almost forgotten he was still Jack Walker.

" Jack!" He turned to see Will Turner come out on the balcony to join him. A glass of wine in one hand and a bottle of rum in the other. Obviously the rum was for Jack unless Will was taking up his bad habits now. Jack took the bottle and simply cradled it.

" Thanks mate." He lifted a grubby finger to his face and smeared the coal liner beneath his eyes. Then taking a just as grubby handkerchief he rubbed until the skin was red so it was all off. He played with the unwashed dreads that were now his hair and figured it was too late to do anything about straightening it now, or washing it period. This was not the image he wanted Will to see when he confessed about their shared pasts. But it would have to do.

"Will, do ye remember any of yer friends from when ye was younge'?" Jack asked. The change in his voice wasn't really a change at all, it was the original sound. Lacking the fools lilt with words and simply leaving a weather worn man. Looking up he saw Will smiling knowingly at him.

" I thought we'd never get to this subject Jack. Next thing you know we'll be reminiscing about the great pirate couple of Madelin O'brien and Jack Walker. And little William Turner who used to always be at their heels because she was his aunt and Walker was to be his uncle." Will gave Jack a sly smile before taking a deep draught of his wine. Jack was completely suprised by this revelation.

" Jack I knew the moment I saw that damned hat in the smithy. It may be battered now, but it had been a handsome and new leather cap when Madelin helped me pay for it. A farewell present from me on the maiden voyage of the Black Pearl."

Jack gave a deep, throaty laugh before addressing the secretive Will again.

" Well lad, I'd like ta know why ye attacked me then?"

At this the laughter died from Will's face and he took Jack's example of staring up at the sky.

" I was happy that you were alive Jack. God knows how we all were slightly crazed by the fact that along with our fathers we'd also lost the newest member of our family. But I also hated you when I turned to see you in front of me. In twelve years there was never a shred of hope that you were alive but there you were. Alive and well and had obviously forgotten who I was. It was betrayal and I drew my sword for Madelin, at that moment it was either you or me until Mr. Brown knocked you out. Then I knew if I didn't get you out then Madelin would never forgive me. But I played dumb in hopes that you'd say something about her or even let on that you knew who I was. You did recognize me in the jail when you asked my name though, but I kept up the act afterwards." Will shook his head. " I don't know why."

The young man became indrawn and Jack immediately saw it. Not wanting to lose the boy he would always consider his nephew no matter what he did, Jack took the wine out of Will's hand and tossed it out into the see along with his rum. Will was stunned, but Jack only gave him one of his usual cocky smiles.

" It a bad habit i'm givin' up and ye shouldn' start. Not if yer goin' ta start a family Will."

Will smiled sadly and nodded. There weren't out of the woods yet.

" In truth Will, ye hav' every reason to be mad at me. I'm not too keen on meself at the momen' either. The idea was ta get the Pearl back befor' I came back for ye both. Happen ta take me onesie twelve years ta do that. Now the Pearl's the only thin' I got ta remin' me of Madelin." Jack nearly groaned shaking his head as the trinkets in his hair jingled.

" An' a course these things in me hair." With a little laugh Jack turned on his heel and left Will to his
musing. William Turner had another sly smile on his face. " Not for long Jack."

Author's Note: Well what do you think? I actually have a few chapters finished already. I've just divided them up for your viewing pleasure. Please review and tell me what you think. And if you like this please read my other stories. As soon as I get some reviews I'll put up the next chapter, it's already written just need some input first.