Elizabeth had been up half of the night, her tears leaving a stain on her cheeks her throat sore from screaming, her mind tired of thinking of a plan. In everything that she had gone through during all of her adventures and everything she had witnessed couldn't have prepared her for a mother's worst nightmare. The moment she realised her beloved daughter, her one salvation…the only person she had left in the world was gone.

She would never forget the minute she opened Kate's bedroom door with a hot cup of warm milk and some pastry of some sort they attempted to make earlier that day, she quietly crept to her daughters bed not wanting the floor boards to creak and be discovered too soon.

It had been hours since she had sent Kate to her room after a silly argument they had earlier in the day, she thought it strange that her young mischievous daughter had kept so quiet for so long. Elizabeth even went to bed, still angry at her daughter but couldn't sleep after an hour or two of tossing and turning feeling guilty for treating her daughter so harshly. So she woke and made her a hot drink to apologize for her behaviour and try to justify her reasons for her actions.

"Kate, wake up darling, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for shouting at you" Elizabeth softly said into the darkness edging over to the bed, "please don't be mad at mummy, I'm just a little worried about your father coming home that's all"

She waited for a reply from her daughter or maybe even a little sniffle then was sure she would feel small arms wrapping around her middle. But nothing came, no arms were felt, no sniffle was heard and no reply came. There was nothing.

Elizabeth knew something wasn't right instantly and she felt around her for the bed-side table and quickly put the drink down and hurried out of the door to fetch a candle. When she had one lit she made her way back to Kate's room as quick as her feet could carry her, her heart pounding painfully in her chest.

She opened Kate's bedroom door again. Elizabeth felt as if she had been shot in the stomach. She gasped when she confirmed her worst fears, her whole world was crumbling at her feet in that one moment, her hands shook and tears filled her eyes. Kate had gone. Her bed not slept in, her coat still on its rack.

"Oh my god!" she gasped "Oh please no!"

All kinds of thoughts began to run through her head, where was she? How could she have let this happen? What if she was kidnapped? Had someone found out who they actually were? What should she do? Where would she go? Should she alert someone?

But Elizabeth knew no one on the bloody island, she had no friends, had to be wary of people since becoming king and so found the only way to survive was to cut herself off from everyone. She hated her decision now, now she needed someone desperately to help look for her precious Kate.

Elizabeth didn't no what to do, other than cry. She cried the moment she realised that her daughter was gone, couldn't control herself from doing so, she had never been so scared in all of her life and she felt so alone.

Dropping the candle she ran in every room trying to find her, making sure that she wasn't jumping to conclusions and her mind wasn't playing an awful trick on her.

She quickly ran outside scanning her surroundings trying her best to see through the dark, thinking that maybe Kate had gone to sit out in the garden for a while like they used to when she was a baby with her mother.

But she wasn't anywhere to be seen, it was far too dark to see where she was going, and she knew that it could be dangerous to be walking around at this hour especially when they lived so close to the sea and she wasn't sure what tide it was or anything. She could do nothing but wait for light.

"Oh my Kate where are you?!" she shouted up to the sky "Oh please be okay my darling I couldn't go on if anything happened to you"

Elizabeth felt helpless, what could she do? She was paralysed by fear and didn't know where to go, who to turn to without being caught. She had been so careful to stay out of the way of her enemies and she was petrified in case she or her daughter would be found, she couldn't bare to think about what could happen if that was the case.

For the first time in many years Elizabeth prayed.

Kate looked back at the man with wide eyes momentarily paralyzed with fear, she couldn't breathe and she wanted desperately to go home. The strangely familiar man staring down at her with curious eyes just stood there looking at her, time seemed to go slowly as she looked behind her.

"Hey girly" a voice called, throwing her back into reality knowing that she needed to get away from the scary man who was chasing her she stood up on shaky legs and began to run again, but her legs gave way and she fell again with a small scream. Not wasting anymore time she stumbled back onto her feet and carried on running her tears running down her face and a wish that she could go home.

Jack shook his head and looked back to the whore who had began to untie her corset laces seductively licking her lips making no impact on Jack in the slightest. Inwardly he kicked himself for doing what he was about to do.

"Sorry love, but I've just remembered I've somewhere I need to be" he said and with that he pulled himself away from the harlot and began to hastily walk in the direction of the young Miss Turner.

It wasn't long before he found her.

She was curled in a corner silently crying to herself, warily he made his way to her and crouched down watching her not knowing what exactly to say to the young girl, it had been many years since he lad seen her and she had grown so much, but she was just a child and did not want to scare her.

Carefully he reached out a hand and touched the young girls hand, she jumped out of her skin and her head shot up in panic.

"Shh it's alright love" he said "I'm not gonna hurt you,"

She looked back to him petrified "I want my mum" she whispered bringing her legs to her chest and burying her face, "A man wanted me to go with him to his house, he stole my dog"

Jack raised an eyebrow at the young girls behaviour, never had Jack Sparrow had a conversation with a girl this age and he found it impossible to know what to say or what tone to use when he spoke to her.

"Where is yer mum?" he asked, hoping that Lizzie would be in town and that he could take her daughter home and see her once more and maybe she would reward him for being his heroic self…..

"I've run away, she will be ever so mad with me wont she?" she said lifting her head and meeting his eyes as if for the first time and she stopped something inside of her came to a halt. She had seen him somewhere before, she knew she had, "Wait a minute I know you!" she gasped.

He moved back warily as she began to get up, slowly he stood up and moved back not knowing how to react to the young girl who had moved closer to him than he would have liked. "What are you doin here?" he asked.

"I'm running away, are you a pirate?" she asked her big brown eyes looking up to his searching her memories desperately needing to know where she had seen this stranger before.

"Now missy, we need to get you home before yer mum sends out the whole royal Navy to look for ye" he said looking around then back down to the young girl, she looked to the floor and scuffed her foot in the dry mud, "no she wouldn't" she said "She doesn't care about me, all she cares about it my father, who she hasn't seen in like forever"

Something in Jacks chest pounded him painfully at watching the young girl and picturing his Lizzie pining away after that bloody eunuch, deprived of her husband and lover, filling her daughters head with tales of her father that even Jack Sparrow would be proud to hear. Jack knew that the Miss Swann that he knew and loved would never come back, it had taken him 6 years and one child for him to realise that he was fighting a loosing battle.

"I'm sure she'll be very pleased to see you, I would think she is very worried and wondering where you are" he replied, "now let me take you home and you can tell her all of your adventures"

"My adventures?" Kate asked as she took hold of his hand and let him lead her away from the tavern and out towards the sea.

The rest of the night was spent with Kate on Jack's shoulders as he told her tales of the young girl who fought off an army of beasts and proved to everyone that she was a pirate.

The sun began to rise on the horizon and Elizabeth grabbed her shawl, her eyes tired and her tears dry at least for a little while, the night seemed to last forever and she couldn't get all these bad thoughts out of her mind. But as soon as she saw the first few rays of daylight she pulled on her boots and wrapped a shawl around her tight with the knowledge that she would not be returning home until she had found Kate.

Upon opening the door she was met with the sight of the ocean, taking her breath away as if she had seen it for the first time, the breeze in her hair the smell of salt filling her lungs making the tears re-surface. With teary eyes she looked to the horizon

"I'll find her Will," she whispered "I promise"

Upon closing the door behind her she spotted something through the kitchen window ,on the hill just behind the house she saw movement. She ran as fast as she could around the house to get a better view, her stomach in her throat the entire time.

She gasped at seeing him again, it had been so long and so much had happened between them that it hit her suddenly and she had to take a step back, that when she noticed her was carrying something. Squinting slightly to make it out she screamed, "KATE!"

Running as fast as she could up the hill she held out her arms, her tears running down her face once more her heart beating on her chest so painfully that she was sure it would have killed her is she stopped running.

After what seemed to be hours she reached them and grabbed her daughter holding her tightly to hr chest falling to her knees and crying into her hair, her breath coming short.

"Mummy!" Kate exclaimed hugging her mother back, her own tears escaping down her cheeks. "I didn't mean to run away mummy I didn't"

Jack Sparrow stood uncomfortably watching this touching display of affection trying his best not to ruin this special moment or gag or come out with a witty remark that would surely be rewarded with a slap from Elizabeth.

It took a long time for Elizabeth to let go of her daughter long enough for her to look up to Jack, her eyes narrowed at him.

"Go away" she snapped

Jacks eyes widened offended "Excuse me luv,?"

"This is all your fault, all of it" she said standing up and using all her remaining strength to pick Kate up off the floor and kept her to her chest "all you do is ruin everything, why do you keep coming back, I don't want you here, leave me and my daughter alone before I do something I regret"

Jack snapped, he couldn't believe what she was saying to him after everything he had done for her, all he did was try to make her happy and all she did in return was hurt him and make him feel like a fool. Well he told himself that this was the final straw………

"I do believe it was me who infact saved sed daughter and brought her home Miss Swann….or Missus Turner you now go by. Don't you worry luv, I'm not going to outstay my welcome…enjoy yer life 'Lizbeth, or what a petty excuse you have left of it, I hope I never have the unforeseeable circumstance of running into either you or yer brat again, Missus Turner may our unplanned future journey's together end here" and with that he was gone.

Kate watched as he disappeared along the beach and into the distance with his words boring into her mind, and over the passing years finally understanding what he meant

enjoy yer life, or what a petty excuse you have left of it. Growing up was hard for Kate after that day. He hated her and he didn't even know who she really was……. That was what hurt the most, he didn't even see her as a person, just as Lizzie's child. He didn't even look at her, not once.

"Well Jack sparrow" Kate whispered to the horizon 4 years after he had walked away from them both for the second time "I wish never to see you again, I curse the day I set eyes on you .."