Author's Note: Sorry, lots of italics in this chapter. Anyway, this is Part 2. Thankyou to my reviewers! And more reviews are always appreciated! Anyway this is where things start getting a little dramatic in a way... maybe I should change the genre to Drama/Tragedy! No I don't think so. ANYWAY! I should shut up now.

Part 2

Chapter 7: Jackeline's Memories

A small, dark-haired girl no older than two sat on the floor clapping her hands and chortling.

"And I will have my own ship, and I will be the most fearsome pirate in the whole of the Caribbean!" yelled a boy who looked about six years old.

"Will you take me on your ship, Jack?" the small girl asked.

"Of course, little sister, you will be my first mate," the boy promised.

--

The same girl, though by this time around four years old, was sitting on the floor again but this time she was sobbing. She could hear yelling in the other room, and she knew her parents were arguing again.

Her brother, who had reached eight at this time, put a comforting arm around his younger sister. "It'll be all right," he said, wiping the tears from her face. "Everything will be all right."

By now the boy had reached nine and his sister five. The boy had his arm in the air and exclaimed, "I be the infamous pirate Captain Jack Sparrow!"

His sister nodded and added, "And I am Captain Jackeline Sparrow!"

The boy frowned. "Jackeline, you can't be captain, I am captain because it is my ship."

The girl pouted and then said, "What is your ship called, Jack?"

He paused. Finally he announced grandly, "I'll name it after you, Jackeline."

"You're going to name it 'The Jackeline'?" his sister asked, confused.

Her brother paused again. "I'll name it after your middle name, then," he said.

"Jackeline Pearl Sparrow," the girl recited her own name thoughtfully. "You are going to name it 'The Pearl'?"

The boy pondered over the name for a while before exclaiming, "I know! I shall name it the Black Pearl!"

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The girl, now about thirteen years old, grabbed at her brother's arm. "Don't leave! Please don't leave! Take me with you!" Tears streamed down her face.

Her seventeen-year-old brother pulled away from her. "You can't come with me, you know that, Linnie."

"Don't call me Linnie!" the girl screamed.

"Well, I can't call you 'Jackie', can I, because that is my name," the boy replied. "Anyhow, I am about to go aboard a ship and that is, I suppose, the first step towards getting my own."

"You promised I could come too! You said I'd be your first mate!" his sister yelled, sobbing.

"We were children, Linnie, we were too young to see reason. Women are not very welcome aboard ships, especially children."

"I'm not a child! I'm not! I want to go with you!" the girl screamed and threw her arms around her brother in a weak attempt to convince him to let her come.

The boy looked down at his sobbing sister and said, "I promise I will never forget you, Linnie, even if I never see you again."

"Why would you never see me again?" she shrieked. "You don't plan on coming back, that's why! You will forget I ever existed!"

"Of course not! I will remember you every time anyone utters the name of the ship I will someday have."

"The Black Pearl," breathed his sister, her eyes glittering with tears.

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A young woman in Tortuga strode up to a man who looked only a few years older than her. "Remember me?" she asked stiffly.

"Erm..." he looked nervous. "Have you, perchance, slapped me in the past?"

"No, but I might in a minute," snorted the young woman. "Now, think back, Jackie. Where have you seen me before?"

The man looked confused. "The only people who can call me Jackie are my parents and... Jackeline?" His eyes widened. "Linnie! I haven't seen you in years! Not since..."

"Think back once again, Jackie dear. Remember? Do you see someone crying and begging you to stay? That is me. Do you see someone pushing me away and walking off? That is you. Remember now?"

He gulped. "I... well... how did you get here?"

"Pretended to be a boy and jumped aboard a ship," she replied. "I'm not as stupid as you think."

"I see you've learnt a lot since I last saw you," he said slowly. "Well, I have changed too. I have my own ship now."

"What did you name it?" snorted his sister. "'The Jack'? 'The Rum Bottle'?"

"No..." he looked uncomfortable. "I named it just as I said I would, after you... The Black Pearl."

He looked at her closely and saw that she was crying again.

Jackeline Pearl Sparrow awoke with a start. She got out of bed and tiptoed across the cold floor. "I think it's time I paid my brother and King Elizabeth another visit..."