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Chapter Three: It's Captain! Captain!

Over the years Elizabeth had looked back on her life and wondered how it had gone from a governor's daughter, to a pirate, to a wife, to a baker. Though her time as a wife could be looked at as still running or only lasted twenty-four hours she was not sure if she could count that one.

She now had a daughter; Nichole was a small girl but had a big heart and a bigger attitude. Elizabeth never wished that her daughter had not been born, but she had wished the circumstances of Nichole's birth had been different. If it had been possible Nichole would have been raised by a father and a mother and there would not have to be any secretes.

Why had Elizabeth kept her daughter in the shadows? She asked that same question daily. But it made sense if Nichole knew about her father she would try to find him, she might tell others and what would come of that? Nichole would be captured and taken by others would discover that whoever had the daughter of the flying Dutchman had the sea. For William would do anything to keep his daughter safe, if he knew he had a daughter.

And that is why Nichole knew nothing of her father or mothers past. All she knew was that her father was alive but away and that her mother had not always been a baker.

'In seven months' Elizabeth kept telling herself 'she will meet her father and find out the truth.'

Nichole was sitting outside the bakery, humming to herself. In her hands she held the last apple from the batch she had just gotten, as she sat she threw the apple back and forth, from right hand to left.

"Yo ho, yo ho…" She whispered to herself. She had heard the song more than once from her mother and knew all the worlds. Her mother had laughed when one day Nichole had joined her in the song, but Elizabeth had warned Nichole she was never to sing it is public, who knows what would come of that!

Suddenly as Nichole's thoughts distracted her she missed the apple she had thrown to herself and it went rolling across the cobblestones. Before Nichole could so much as move, the apple was stepped on by a horse and splattered onto the rocks.

The cure that uttered from the girls mouth was harsh and a woman passing by gasped "Young Lady! Where did you hear such horrid language?"

Nichole turned and saw Mrs. Hinklybucky in her hideous, large pink dress, glaring at her in detest. Mrs. Hinklybucky was the governors, nephew's wife's, sister which made her think that she was utterly important. When really, all she was quite annoying. However Nichole found the woman to be quite interesting, and she found some of the items that the woman carried to be even more interesting.

"I am exceedingly sorry madam," Nichole bowed politely as she spoke however she eyes twinkled.

"You should be," Said the woman with her nose in the air "Now if you will excuse me." Mrs. Hinklybucky made to leave but Nichole stopped her by throwing her arms around the woman's neck and exclaiming:

"It's just so hard! There is no one for me to be with! And my mother is always busy! I just wish someone would understand!"

"Get off me!" Mrs. Hinklybucky screeched pushing the girl away. "You are a vile child! I should send the soldiers to collect your mother for insufficient raising of children!" Then she grasped her many pink skirts, lifted her nose and walked away.

Turning her back on the woman Nichole sighed holding up her new silver necklace. "She is quite good at hearing about my mistakes," She said to the blue jewel in the center of the silver chain "But quite bad at keeping her jewels from being stolen."

"Nichole!" The girl jumped to feet in the arm stuffing her prize into her sleeve as her mother came from the shop. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing!" Nichole said, but her smile gave her away. Elizabeth looked at her daughter with a smirk on her own face.

"Alright, hand it over."

Without complaint Nichole pulled the jewelry from her sleeve and placed it in her mother's outstretched palm.

Elizabeth looked the jewel over carefully "Hm." She said softly slipping it into the pocket and pushing her daughter into the house. "Come on, get inside."

Though her tone was light Elizabeth's eyes darted around the street as she followed her daughter into the house.

Elizabeth knew that she probably should have scolded her for stealing the necklace, but Hinklybuck was annoying and after all Nichole was the daughter of pirates, it was not surprising that she had stolen something. Elizabeth herself done it herself when times had gotten tough so it was rather cheep of her to scold her daughter when he had done the same thing, and some things much worse.

"…. And really bad eggs..." he hummed to himself as he strolled along the shore. Suddenly he stopped, reached to the ground, picking up the paper that rested there and frowning, turning the object over...

Suddenly he heard something behind him, but before he could whip around he felt something familiar against his back. The words "Don't move" rang out behind him.

However the man didn't listen and turned around, now in front it him a man held a barrel of the gun to his chest.

"I said not to move" he was British, dressed in the white pants and the blue top of the soldiers. What he was doing here? The man didn't know.

"Did you? I must have forgotten." The man replied his ringed fingers raised in the air.

Before the man with the gun could respond more footsteps sounded from behind.

Then a gunshot and the solider fell to the ground. The man was about to move when another gun was placed in the center of his back.

"Well, well, well if it isn't Jack Sparrow." a cruel voice said from behind the man.

"Where!" the man exclaimed spinning around so the new gun was once again in his chest.

"We have been looking for you Jack Sparrow." The man holding his gun and grinning wickedly, showing missing teeth, behind this man was a crowd of more men like him all with smirks on their faces and grins in their eyes.

"Have you?" Jack asked his hands still raised "And tell me when you find him how will you know that the man of which you have is, or isn't the real Captain Jack Sparrow."

The man with the gun and the two men behind looked at each other in shock. Then the maybe Jack continued "For if I am Captain Sparrow then I am not who I say I am, who I couldn't be which I am, could I?"

"Don't toy with us Jack Sparrow." Came a new voice coming out from the crowd of men that had assembled in front of Jack. He was tall with long brown hair and dark eyes that looked out from under a hat which was perched precariously on his tan head.

"Captain," Jack said, trying to push the gun from his chest. "Captain Jack Sparrow."

"Ah you admit it then." the man who had spoken said.

"Have I?" Jack said "Well now that we have determined who I am or am not, who you might be? It's only polite to introduce yourself."

The man smirked ignoring Jack's question "You have something we want Captain Jack Sparrow."

Jack's eyebrows rose higher, but before he could speak the man said "Two things actually, and we would like them sooner rather than later. Therefore," At this the man looked at the assembled men around him "Take him to the brig."

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