(A/N): Another chapter edited by my beta reader: imalionroar010! Sorry, my beta reader's computer was like she said was being stupid and it took me a while as well because I was having problems on fanfiction. But I'm back and I hope you like this cahpter. Oh! And before I forget read some of imalionroar010's stories she's really good u know.


Angel, Alex, and Allison were being escorted onto the Dama Latitud, and there was nothing the captains of the Pearl could do. Angel, Alex, and Allison were shoved into the brig by a large man who appeared to be the bo'sun. He locked, and with a cruel look on his face, left the three.

Angel settled herself on the bench and Alex and Allison huddled next to her. "Mum, I'm scared." Allison whispered, peering up to her mother.

"Don't be scared. Your father and Jack are probably figuring something out right now." She tried to comfort her children.

"I hope so." Alex spoke up. "Mum, I don't want to stay here. This place smells bad." Angel laughed and hugged her son. "You sound a lil' like yer father, Alex." Angel said kissing the top of her son's head. Alex put his head on Angel's shoulder, taking a deep breathe, trying to relax. "Mum?" Allison said.

"Yes, luv?"

"Have you ever been scared?"

"Aye, I have. The day before your father and I got you, all the nine pirate lords were in battle with the East India Trading Company and Davy Jones."

"Grandpa? I thought he was a pirate." Alex spoke, bewildered on his face.

"He was. But a corrupt man named Lord Cutler Beckett was controlling him to do his bidding."

"But mum," Allison said confused. "How could any man control him? He is powerful, right?

"Aye." Angel took a breathe, trying to figure how to make the lesson short. "Jones made a deal with Calypso to carve out his heart and sail the seas forever, and they could be together forever. It made him immortal. Beckett came possession of my father's heart: whoever controls the heart controls the seas. The nine Pirate Lords, their crews, and anyone else they could get the join the cause, fought against the East India Trading Company and the Flying Dutchmen. I was scared that day. Beckett said that would be the day pirates would be extinct. I was scared for Jack, Gibbs, Marty, everyone you know who crews The Black Pearl. Even your father. So, aye, I have been scared. That's really the only time I can recall being scared."

"I wish I was as brave as ye, mum." Allison said leaning her head on Angel's other shoulder. "You are! Allison, ye are the daughter of Hector Barbossa and Angel Steel. There's no reason you genetically don't have bravery. Bravery is not given. It has to be earned by those who have faced trying times and overcome them." Angel said kissing the top of her daughter's head. "I hope I will become brave." Allison whispered, trying to find peace in sleep.


A pistol shot was heard by the crew of the Black Pearl. Jack and Barbossa had been arguing for hours about how to save Mrs. Sparrow and the children. All the crew members, including Gibbs, had decided to keep out of their wake and continued with their duties. Gibbs would glance over at the cabin every once and a while. He hoped they could come to an agreement soon. "And how the blazes are we going to get Angel and me kids off of Leon's ship? Barbossa spat.

Jack had just explained an extremely comlicated and seemingly bad plan. The elder pirate's flintlock was pointed at the wood just above Jack's head; smoke drifted lazily out of the barrel.

"Look mate, I'm trying to conjurer up a plan but ye got to stop yellin'" Jack moved out of the viscenity of Barbossa's aim. "Yer not the only one who cares about Angel. She's me wife after all," Jack rubbed the bridge of his nose and took a large breathe. "And I can't believe the words about to come out of me mouth, but I care about yer children too, alright." Barbossa raised his brows, then narrowed his eyes. He wasn't sure what to say. Or do. He was surprised that Jack cared Allison and Alex. Barbossa figured it was because they were part of Angel.

"Now, it is very late in the first time in years, I'm going to pray." Barbossa narrowed his eyes again. "I want me wife, unborn child, and yer kids to be unharmed. Seeing at it is late, we can't fight if we're too tired to hold a sword."


Angel woke up to the loud conversation between crewmen. She was surprised she could hear them. The brig was a couple levels under the main deck. It was possible they were on the berth deck, lounging around while everyone else was working. "The captain says that we're probably going to have some fun," The man chuckled. "With that pregnant Señora, heck even that niña if we want to. She does look like her madre." Angel's eyes widen. She needed to get her children and herself off this ship. And now.

"I hope so I haven't felt a senorita's touch in ages." The other man said, a sound of nostalgia in his voice. Angel shook Alex and Allison's shoulders to try wake the twins up. Their eyes fluttered open, yawns fell from their mouths while one looked at their mother and the other rubbed their eyes with the heels of their hands. "Alex, Allison, we've got to get off this ship. We're not waiting fer yer father and Jack to help us." Angel whispered.

"Why?" Allison pouted. She wanted to see her father spring them out and swash buckle their way back onto the Pearl.

"No questions. We have to get off this ship by tonight."

That natural light of the sun had already disappeared. Only the lanterns in the brig gave the three prisoners light.

Angel could already hear the men fighting about who goes first. "Callar la boca!" Ponce shouted and the crew went silent. "I go first and with senora Sparrow." Angel heard footsteps approaching. "Alex, Allison. Ye know the plan?"

"Aye." They said simulainuesly, nodding togethor too. Angel couldn't help but be amazed by how...twin-y they were.

"Good. Get ready, they're coming." Ponce walked down the stairs with the keys to the brig in his hands. He seemed to have an air of confidence and excitement. A dark look filled Angel's face as he neared. The Spaniard disgusted her. How could anyone think of doing such an...intimate act with someone who wasn't theirs or willing. Or pregnant to boot. "Señora Sparrow, it's about time for you to...entertain us." He said, a sickeningly malicious grin on his de Leon plucked the keying into his sight and began to sort them, which key opened the cell. Finally, he found the right key, into the keyhole. Angel began to scream, clutching her belly in fake agony. Ponce quirked his brow. "Is there a problem,Señora?" He asked, swinging the door to get a closer look.

"Aye, I think the baby is coming." Angel breathed between screams of 'pain'.

"Stay here, Señora. I'll be right back." Ponce ordered, standing to leave. Quickly, like their mother had instructed, Allison snatched his pistol and Alex took his captor's sword. The twins pointed them at the Spaniard, trying to their brave façade."I believe ye won't be going anywhere, Leon." Angel purred, with a smile on her face. "Yer coming with us and you'll call off yer crew."

"And what if I don't?"

"Let's just say you'll be in Davy Jones' Locker if ye don't." Leon narrowed his eyes and agreed reluctantly. With his pistol and sword kept on him, he led the way out of the brig and to the main deck.

Angel, Alex, and Allison followed behind Leon as they went up stairs. Occasionally, Alex would poke Ponce's back jabbing it if he didn't move quick enough. Once the four made it on deck, it didn't take long for Ponce de Leon's crew to see their captain was being held at the point of a sword, and the barrel of a pistol. Many drew their weapons, aiming them at the visitors. "Don't shoot." Angel ordered. "Unless ye want your captain in Davy Jones' Locker."

"Weapons down hombres," Ponce cried out as Alex gleefully jabbed his back again. "Now! Prepare a longboat for Mrs. Sparrow and her diablos." The sounds of swords sheathed and pistol firing hammers being uncocked filled the ears of the three. It gave Angel a sense of power. She and the children, had just successfully overpowered a whole crew of a Spanish ship. Ponce led the Sparrow and Barbossa's to a longboat that was being prepared. "If ye try to shoot at us," Angel warned. "Yer captain'll being going to a watery grave." Angel warned.

Once Angel clammored into the boats, she motined for Alex and Allison to let Ponce go. Alex and Allison began rowing after the boat had been properly lowered into the ocean. Finally...they had escaped and were returning. Angel felt giddy as she thought of her Jack. She could tell her twins were happy to be rowing to their father. Angel fell asleep a few minutes later, her pregnancy had drained much of her energy.


Angel woke to a loud thump, the sound of a longboat running into a ship's hull. She straightened, her back screamed in pain, and saw the familiar blackened hull of the Black Pearl. Excitedly she shook her children awake and scuttled up the rope ladder that had been lowered. When she reached the top, a hand was suddenly in her face, offering her help.

Angel looked up to see the hand belonged to Gibbs. With a broad smile forming on her face, Angel took his hand. "Good, to have ya back aboard the Black Pearl, Angel." He grinned goofily at her. Angel assumed it was rum.

"Thank you, Mr. Gibbs. How be Jack and Hector?" Angel asked, watching him help Alex and Allison up the ladder.

"Just the same. But worse, I'm afraid. They flew into a great argument after Leon sailed." Joshamee frowned. "Of course," Angel nodded. "Where are they?"

"In the captain's cabin. They're probably arguing again." Gibbs said slightly irritated with the constant arguing. "Thank you." Angel said, a frown replacing her smile. She was too annoyed with the fighting. The wife of Jack Sparrow sighed deeply and gave her bulging belly a slight rub. She walked into the captain's cabin and a thin smile replaced her frown. Gibbs had been correct in his assumption of the captains arguing. Neither noticed her as she stepped into the cabin.

"I'll tell ye again. We can't sneek aboard that damned ship! There'll be crew members guarding Angel and me kids!" Barbossa spat.

"And I told ya I can handle the gaurds, savvy?" Jack said menacingly, flashing his golden tooth grin.

"Or you can me back." Angel spoke up from where she stood with her arms crossed. Barbossa and Jack looked to see Angel with a grin on her face. "Angel!" Barobssa and Jack said with a relieved and happiness in their voice. Jack went to his wife and put his arms around her in a protective hug. "I was worried, luv. About you and the children." Jack said putting his hand on her stomach.

Angel smiled lovingly at him. "How the balzes did you get off that ship?" Barbossa asked, folding his arms.

"Let's just say there was aggressive negotiations with Leon. And our children were the main negotiators." Angel spoke to Barbossa.

"And did these negotiations happen to be involved at the point of a sword and the barrel of a gun?" Jack asked with a quirked brow.

"Aye. Alex and Allison showed their courage. They're on deck right now." Angel sighed, and flopped into a large chair.

"Ye need rest. You've had a...stressful experience." Barbossa suggested.

"Aye." Angel nodded, absent mindly, forcing herself from the chair. Jack went to her side and assisted her up. Barbossa and Jack took Angel to bed, helping as much she would let them. She may be a woman, and pregnant, but she could take care of herself. Angel was the daughter of Davy Jones and Calypso. "Need anythin' else, luv?" Jack asked. Angel shook her head, her eyelids closing quickly. The captains took her nod as their cue. Barbossa left the cabin and went to the main deck to greet his children. Jack glanced longingly at his wife and followed Barbossa onto the deck, shutting the cabin door after him.


Angel woke the sound of a muffeled argument. She turned to her other side, hoping that she could get some peace now. Now, matter how she tossed and turned, she could still hear the sound of the argument. Giving a growl, she sat up and listened to her husband and Barbossa's voice. "Mermaid waters, that be our path, Jack." Barbossa snapped.

"If we get into mermaid waters there's a good chance many of us will get killed." Jack retorted.

"Not with Angel bein' half Nereid, we won't loose anyone."

"Are ye usin' me wife as leverage, Barbossa?" Jack asked viciously.

"No, I would not use her as leverage, but she will be helpful to us. The mermaids won't hurt us. If Angel is hurt by them, Calypso wouldn't be so kind." Barbossa spoke icily.

"If ye truly cared, ye would think of the unborn baby as well." Jack said angrily. The sound of a pistol's firing hammer being pulled back alerted Angel.

"Don't impugn me carin' about, Angel. Or I'll be puttin' a bullet in yer head." Barbossa warned.

Angel tried to get out of bed, but the pregnancy prevented her from moving quickly. Before she could get up, Angel heard someone.

"That's enough!" A mysterious speaker shouted. "Now, for God sake stop the fighting for Angel's sake. Do you think my big sister would want you two fighting?" It was Will. 'When did he get here?' Angel thought. Angel figured if Will was on The Black Pearl, it probably meant Elizabeth is not far behind. Angel smiled at th thought she would like to see them both again.

Then Angel heard light footsteps coming to the door. The door opened to reveal the pirate king herself. Elizabeth had a squirming bundle in her arms. "Elizabeth, what are ye doin' here?" Angel asked happily, deciding she was happy with sitting on the bed.

"We got a letter from, Jack saying that you were kidnapped by Ponce de Leon. I thought he was dead." Elizabeth said sitting next to Angel on the bed. Angel smiled at her friend. "So did I." Then Angel looked down at the bundle in Elizabeth's arms. It was a baby with brown eyes and dark blonde curls with tan skin. "Now, who's this?" Angel asked with a smiled still on her face. "This is William Jack Hector Bill Turner III. He was born a few days before we got Jack's letter."

"Damn! Ye had yer baby before me." Angel frowned. "And I was pregnant before you."

"Well, he was born early." Elizabeth defended. "May I ask you something?"

"Aye."

"How would you and Jack like to be godparents to William?"

"Are ye kiddin' me of course we would. Will's practically me brother. And your the only woman pirate friend I have...besides AnaMaria. I don't think Jack would disagree to it."

The two women smiled at each other. "Can I hold him?" Angel asked.

"Of course." Carefully Elizabeth handed William to Angel. Angel looked down at the baby. "He might be premature but he seems perfect to me." Angel spoke quietly, smiling at William. The infant returned the smile with his own gummy grin. The two chuckled at the boy. "I can see he's going to have a combination of you and Will." Angel said.

Then Will came into the cabin and spotted his wife bonding with a very pregnant Angel. "What are you two talking about?" Will asked, with a sly grin on his face.

"Elizabeth asked me to be Willy's godmum. And for Jack to be the godfather." Angel said simply, shortening the infant's name.

"So you've agreed?"

"Aye." Angel said with a grin. Will had a curious expression on his face. " Angel said with a grin. Will had a curious expression on his face.

"Are you sure Jack would agree to that?"

"I'm his wife, Will." Angel looked up at Will. "What I say goes."

"So how have you been, Angel?" Will asked, chuckling.

"Terrific." Angel said with a smile. "Aside from being kidnapped and large as a Spainish Galleon."

"You're still beautiful." Will disagreed.

"Now, your just flatterin' me." Angel teased.

"Maybe." Will teased back. Angel simply laughed. Her laughter stopped when she felt a sharp pain in her side. Her baby was beginning to kick harder. And more often too. "What's wrong?" Will asked.

"Nothing, just the baby bein' frisky is all." Angel said, waving off the pain. Then someone yelled. "Mermaids!" Angel handed Elizabeth he child and pulled herself up from the bed to see what happened. When Angel arrived on the main deck, she saw the whole crew leaning over the railing. Angel, Elizabeth, and Will joined.

Several mermaids sat on a group of rocks. All the male members of the crew gawked at the beautiful women with fishtails and silky hair. The mermaids saw the looks the men were giving them and giggled among each other. *"The human with the dreadlocks is quite handsome."* The mermaid with the black hair piped up. Another with bright blonde hair nodded. *"Uh huh, if he wasn't human I would make him my mate."* Angel narrowed her eyes as she recognized the language they spoke as Latin. And what they said angered her.

"That's my husband yer talkin' about, you cur!" Angel yelled. Warm, strong hands gripped her shoulders. She turned to see her husband, a gentle look on his face.

"Calm yerself, luv. Don't put stress on the lil', eh?"

Angel sighed nodded.

"So what was all that?"

"They're speaking Latin, Jack. Me da felt I should know it."

"Latin, eh?"

"Aye." Angel nodded, returning her sight to the mermaids. She narrowed her eyes as their expressions changed form flirtatious galnces to serious glares. "Men, cover yer ears now!" Angel ordered. The men began to cover their ears. Some clamped their hands over them immediately while others took a second or two to as she told. "What's going on, Angel?" Elizabeth held her child to her chest.

"The singing of a mermaid puts a spell under men. They're trying to lure the men their deaths." Angel explained, a grim look on her face.

"Is there a way to make them stop?"

Angel shook her head. "No. The only way to make them stop is when we're gone." A crewman, one named Johnson, removed his fingers from his ears and leaned over the railing again. He wanted to see the creatures again. They were beautiful. "No, cover yer ears!" Angel tried to stop him, and hurried quickly as she could to his side. But just as she arrived to him, Johnson launched himself off the ship, trying to get to the mermaids. Angel adn Elizabeth watched in horror. The men kept their hands over their ears, watching Johnson being eaten alive by at least four mermaids. Six were still singing, trying to lure the others.

"Men...some can be stubborn fools" Angel muttered as the rock of mermaids shrunk in the distance. When she couldn't hear the sea demon's singing anymore, she nodded at Barbossa and Jack, who took their hands off their ears. The crew members repeated what their captains did.

"Captains?" Gibbs whispered, shuffling away from the hearing of Angel.

"Aye." Jack and Barbossa replied.

"Should we tell her that Johnson was the ship's doctor?" Gibbs said quietly.

Barbossa and Jack exchanged a nervous glance. "Probably not." Jack suggested.

"Fer once I agree with you." Barbossa said. Lucky for them Angel didn't hear she was too busy in her own world to hear them. "Mum?" Angel jumped at the sound of her son's voice. "Alex, you scared me. What is it?"

"I heard someone screaming and I wanted to know what happened." Alex said.

"I'll tell you later get back into yer cabin with your sister." Angel said.

"Yes, mam." Alex returned to the cabin he shared with his sibling. Before the captains, wives and crew members could sigh a breath of relaxation, someone shouted from the crow's nest. "Captains! Enemy ship on the horizon! Right behind us!" he shouted.

The crew rushed to the stern of the ship and saw a familiar ship, behind them, and gaining speed. Jack spoke quietly into his wive's ear. "Angel, go to our cabin with Elizabeth and stay there."

Angel opened her mouth to object. "I don't you or the baby gettin' hurt, savvy?"

Angel nodded and led her friend to the cabin. With William Jr. still in her arms, Elizabeth helped Angel lock the door.

Elizabeth and Angel sat the table, impatient and wanting to help. Elizabeth hated being idle. She was the Pirate King! Angel was getting the jitters; she needed to fight! It was in her blood. It felt like hours before Angel and Elizabeth didn't hear gunshots or screaming and yelling.

"Do you think its over?" Elizabeth whispered, biting her thumb nail. Angel shrugged and went to the door. Elizabeth followed, pressing her against the door to hear what was going on.

"Si, and I'm Hades." Ponce de Leon's sarcastic Spanish voice was heard through the door.

"He acts like him, though." Angel muttered.

"I'm tellin' you, Angel's not here. Nor's his kids." Jack said. Angel could see Jack pointing a thumb at Barbossa.

"Señor Sparrow, I heard a lot of your tricks. Now, since me and my hombres don't have any leverage, you might as well give me the charts to Agua de Vida and we call it even."

"Alright." Jack said after a moment or two of hesitation.

"What!" Angel and Elizabeth hissed.

"Hombres...the charts are ours!" Ponce called to his crew and a shout came from the Spaniards. "Pleasure doing business, Captains." The sound of many boots leaving the ship told Elizabeth and Angel they were of the Angel unlocked the door and flew out of the cabin, towards her husband. Elizabeth left the cabin and went to her own husband.

"Have you gone mad? You just given up the charts of the Fountain of Youth. I'm-"

"Calm down, luv. Ponce doesn't have the real charts." Jack said calmly putting his hands in front of him to defend himself.

"What?"

"Those charts were fake. Barbossa has the real charts." Jack said and Barbossa took the charts from his inner pocket from his coat. "Ye do realize we have a few days before he finds out it's fake right?"

"Aye." Barbossa and Jack said. Angel sighed and rolled her eyes and went where the Turners stood. "Men." She hissed.

"I'm tellin' ya Florida is right here and we're here." Jack said, pointing at two coordinates on the map.

"And I'm tellin' you that Florida is there and we're there." Barbossa retorted, pointing at his own spots.

"What's wrong now?" Angel called crossing her arms.

"We're having a disagreement on the coordinates to the Fountain of Youth." Barbossa said calmly.

"Barbossa here, thinks that we're two hundered miles from the spot we're here now." Jack said. "I think the monkey has his brain."

"Or the rum has melted away yer brain" Barbossa rekindling the fight again. Angel sighed and shook her head. A rush of pain grasped Angel, forcing her to her knees, gasping. Will and Elizabeth knelt at her side, talking to each other about what to do. "Jaaackk..." Angel groaned, clutching her belly. Jack didn't hear her over his argument with Barbossa. "Jack!" Angel tried again.

"Jack Edward Sparrow and Hector John Barbossa!" Angel screamed, getting the attention of the whole crew that was on the main deck. "What?" The captains spoke togethor, turning to see Angel kneeling on deck.

"The baby's coming." Angel said hoarsely. They both stared at her, shock widen their eyes to the size saucers.

"Are you sure?" Barbossa asked putting his hands on Angel's shoulders, helping her up from deck. As if on cew, Angel's water broke, amniotic fluid on the deck as well as Barbossa's boots. "Does that answer yer question?" Angel said viciously.