"So the Royal Navy failed as well?"

Fitzwilliam P. Dalton was sitting in his living room in his mansion in England. After he ordered the East India Trading Company to go after Teague he went back home to England. He had one of the biggest homes in England. It had carriages, horse stables, feather beds, and servants who would do anything you asked. He was sitting on a very regal looking chair that practically looked like a throne. On the floor, a three year old Fitzwilliam P. Dalton the Third was sitting on a rug playing with a very expensive looking toy ship. He was shaking it very violently hoping to break it.

"Yes sir, and now we completely lost them."

Crack!

He looked down to see his son laughing at the ship. He broke the ship into five different pieces. A maid quickly came in and cleaned up the broken ship pieces while the toddler moved on to a different toy.

"How did that happen," he yelled at the soldier.

"They…went straight into a typhoon sir," the soldier said a little nervously.

"Damn," the head of the East India Trading Company said, "I guess we'll just have to wait until we hear of the Misty Lady again."

Little did he know that would be years.

"He's going to look exactly like you Teague."

It's been a week since Jack Sparrow was born. Salina woke up a couple hours after she gave birth. She was still a little pale and needed to rest, but worse things could have happened. Salina was also ecstatic to hold her baby boy for the first time and she loved the name Teague picked out for him. She was sitting up in bed holding Jackie. He was waving his arms slightly and making random baby sounds, like he was trying to talk already.

"How can you tell he's only a week old?"

"It's a mother's instinct," Salina said. "When are we going to get to Madagascar?"

"In about three weeks," Teague replied.

"Teague… you never told me where exactly we're going to stay in Madagascar," Salina said. At that moment she felt stupid for not asking that question. The only thing she knew was that she was going to live with Teague in a country she's never been anywhere near to. She decided not to be too hard on herself though; her mind was probably on her pregnancy at the time to be worried about where she was going to be staying.

"Well love… we're going to live with my family," he said carefully trying to use the right words to explain to her that they would be living in a household of pirates which included with empty rum bottles on the floor and boarded up windows.

"Okay?" Salina asked wondering why Teague seemed so nervous about telling her this.

"The thing is…everyone is a pirate."

"Everyone!" she exclaimed.

"Yeah…piracy is kind of the family business. You're not going to be afraid, living with a household of pirates are you?" he asked concerned.

"Of course not!" she said. The truth was that living with pirates did scare her just a little. She didn't mind living with Teague because he was a good man, but she had no idea what his family was like. He never talked about them, but Teague was going to be with her so there was nothing to worry about. At least she hoped.

"Good, no worries then," he said trying to sound cheerful. In reality he was the opposite. He had no problem telling most of his family. It was just his mother and "Quick Draw" McFleming he was worried about. They were the ones who would probably give him a hard time about this. He hoped that they would not try to drive Salina away.

Sorry that was so short, I have tons of homework to do this weekend. Please review!