Disclaimer: I do not own any characters of POTC. Yea...don't feel like making a crazy disclaimer today.

Kristin ran up the street to her house. 'Please be home mother,' she pleaded to herself. Luckily there her mother sat on the front porch.

"Mother! What is this key?"

"Your house key?"

"Its not the house key! I tried it earlier. It won't go in, watch," Kristin said yet again trying the key and again having no luck.

The color in her mother's face vanished.

"I've given you it...how could I do that to you."

"Mother, what is it?"

"I must go talk to your father."

"Mother!"

To late her mother had slammed the door shut. By now Jack had reached the house.

"Well?," he panted.

He must have ran. How cute, but she didn't have time for him at the moment.

"She wouldn't tell me. I'll get it out of her though. See you later Jack."

"No kiss?"

"Jack...," Kristin said rolling her eyes and giving him a quick peck.

"Ah ah ah," Jack said kissing her more passionately.

"Good bye Jack."

Kristin entered her house and headed down the hall. Her mother and father must be in the den. As she looked around the house she found Boris.

"Boris have you seen my parents?"

"In the den miss. I must warn you though they've been shouting."

"What have you heard?"

"Nothing miss I assure you. I have heard your name quite a few times. What's going on?"

"I'll tell you later once I actually know."

Kristin went to the den but found it locked. She paced back and forth for quite some time. This was getting her nowhere. She needed to hear what they were saying. Then an idea sprung to her mind.

"Is the den window open?," she asked Boris.

Boris looked up from his cleaning. "Last I checked yes. Why?," Boris asked as Kristin ran off.

Sure enough the window was open. But the only way up was the vines. 'Its not like I'm not an expert at this,' she thought as she began to climb the vines. She maneuvered her way to the window and began to listen.

"What are we going to do Harold? Our baby is in danger!"

"I don't know Esmeralda! Give me time to think."

"We don't have time for thinking! Her life is at stake. The people out there will do anything to get that key. They'd kill. How do we not know that there aren't people out there right now looking for her? How?"

Her mother at this point was glistening with tears. Her father wasn't even trying to comfort her, he knew it would be no use. This key business was really bad, she'd never seen her parents like this. A gust of wind blew by Kristin and threw the window startling her mother.

"You left the window open?!? People might have been listening in!," her mother said rushing over to close the window.

Kristin's heart jumped causing her to let go. "Oh bugger, ahhh," Kristin said as she flew to the ground. "Ow..."

"Kristin? What have you heard?"

"That my life is at stake? That you didn't care to tell me?"

"Oh dear...sweety we have some explaining to do. Come on inside."

Kristin brushed herself off and headed back in. Her heart was beating in her throat. What could be wrong with this key that it was endangering her life?

"Mother what's going on?," she asked as she entered the den.

"Kristin the Monroe's are not who you think they are. They aren't Jack's parents. And his real name is Jack Sparrow. See his parents were both well know pirates and the Monroe's were well know pirate hunters. One night they went out and found the Sparrows. They killed them and then went to search the ship. They found baby Jack lying in his cradle, with that key around his neck. They didn't know for quite some time what the key was for. That key is the key to the Sparrow family treasure. Everyone is out to get it and the heir to it. Jack is the only heir. But he doesn't know. He doesn't know any of this."

"Why didn't they killed him?"

"They couldn't kill an infant. There was also the reason that they couldn't have a child of their own so they decided to raise him."

"This explains why those men chased me and Jack in Port Lenard. But why give me the key?"

"You were chased? Well I'm just surprised you weren't before now. Anyway you have the key because the Monroe's asked us to keep it. I have until that day you left and I accidently handed it to you. I'm so sorry I've put this upon you."

"What am I to do!?!?! I can't die. I haven't lived life yet."

"I know sweety, I'm sorry."

"And Jack doesn't know?"

"No he doesn't. It's a good idea he doesn't. For now. In time he will find out."

Kristin stood to go to her room. But before she could go one more question came to her mind.

"Why haven't they killed him now?"

"There older and realized what they did was wrong. They realized not all pirates are bad, they raised one for heavens sake. You also need to remember they raised him. They can't kill their child...no matter what he is."

"That seems logical. We'll I'm going to rest. Call me for dinner."

"Alright hun, don't fret over this."

"I'll try not to."

Kristin entered her room and immediately collapsed onto her bed. Today had been exhausting. Kristin took the necklace off and placed it in a hide away spot in her dresser. Knowing it was safe she finally drifted off to sleep.

Kristin awoke to the sound of her window creaking open.

"Who's there?," she asked her voice faltering.

"No question's lass. Now be quiet."

Kristin turned to see the three rugged, burly men from Port Lenard. Kristin ran to her desk and picked up the heavy object she could find.

"Stay away!"

"Sorry lass can't be doing that," one of the bigger men said throwing a sack over her.

"LET ME GO!!!"

A hard object collided with her head and everything went black.

A few hours later

Jack approached the Brisbane's house read to take Kristin on a moonlit walk on the beach. It was funny how one woman could change the ways of Jack Sparrow. He knocked with the brass knocker a few times. Mrs. Brisbane answered, and Jack had to say she looked ghastly. Her hair was a frizz mess compared to her normal prim and properness and her face was covered with tear stains.

"Mrs. Brisbane? What's wrong with you."

"Oh Jack! It's Kristin! She's...she's... oh god!," she said blowing into her handkerchief.

"What's wrong with her? Is she hurt? She's not..."

"Oh goodness no! She's been kidnaped! Her room is a mess. I should never have given her that blasted key."

"The one on her necklace?"

"Yes...oh no. You weren't suppose to know."

"Mrs. Brisbane you have to tell me. For Kristin's sake," Jack said taking ahold of the trembling woman in front of him.

"I suppose your right."

Mrs. Brisbane launched into the story she'd told Kristin. Jack at this point was red with anger.

"Now Jack dear, calm down," she said holding him down.

Jack stood up startling Mrs. Brisbane.

"How could they do this? Now the one I love is in danger. Though this does explain why I wanted to be a pirate all the time. And my name pirate name. Did anyone see her captors?"

"Boris. He wouldn't tell us. I think he's in shock."

"I'll talk to him."

"Upstairs and to the right three doors. Do be considerate Jack!"

Jack took the stairs two at a time. He flung the door open and found Boris staring out the window.

"Hello mate...I have a question to ask of ye."

"What do you want?"

"I want to know what the man looked like who took Kristin."

"Why?"

"To save your you idiot!"

"Its your fault she's gone."

"Now you listen here mate! I just found out about this roody key business. So back off savvy?"

"Savvy. He was large, rugged and I caught a glimpse of red hair."

"The man from Port Lenard."

"You've seen them before?"

"Yes, I have to go. There's no telling what they might do. Thanks for the information mate!"

"I'll come along. You'll need help."

"I can manage myself thanks. I am Captain Jack Sparrow after all. And don't you have a date anyway? Jazelle is it?"

"Yes...but Kristin is a dear friend."

"She'd want you on your date tomrrow. I'll do fine."

"Alright. Bring her home safely."

"That's my plan."

Jack made his way outside. As he began to walk down the street he glanced at his "home". He had to talk to them before he left. He entered the house and found his "parents" in the living room.

"So when did you plan on telling me my life story? Before or after my one true love was kidnaped? Looks like after, but its to late to tell me I found out another way. Why'd you do it?"

"Jack it was our job. What were we supposed to do?"

"Quit! I don't know. Why my parents?"

"They were a challenge to us."

"That's just sick. Now Kristin is in danger. I swear if she's more than hurt I will disown you."

"Oh Jack sweety we never intended for this to happen!," Mrs. Monroe said reaching out for Jack.

"Don't touch me."

Jack angrily stormed out of the house and to the docks. As he steered the ship out all he could think of was Kristin. If she wasn't alright...Jack Sparrow would retire from Piratehood. Life would not be worth living without her.