Disclaimer: As always I don't own anyone you recognize from the original movie.

I dedicate this story to MusicalLife17 because without her I wouldn't have a title.

Exams are over! Break is here! :D

This one's long too, so enjoy!

I really didn't have any idea. I hadn't seen her for thirteen years. What was I supposed to do? I didn't want to just run up and hug her. She may not have recognized me and then I'd just look a weird woman hugging a random girl. Was I supposed to look at her and tell her I was her mother? I didn't know. I had no clue what to do.

Snuggling up into Jack's chest I closed my eyes and let myself drift off into a deep sleep. The entire night I thought about what I'd say to her. I thought about what she'd look like and how she'd act. But most definitely, I was afraid of how spoiled she'd be. Davy Jones had no right to keep her for so long and most definitely had no right to spoil MY daughter. Only I had that right.

I opened my eyes the next morning to find Jack smiling down on me. He shifted me up so I was facing him, "What if she doesn't remember us?"

"I don't know. I really don't know what to do Jack."

"We gave her the necklace, remember? Do ye think she still has it?"

"I hope so. That's the only way she'll know."

"What do you think she's like?"

"I don't know. I hope she's not a spoiled brat already."

"If she is, we'll knock her out of it."

I laughed, "I love you Jack."

He smiled and held his head high, "I know."

The covers were thrown off and I slid out of the bed with Jack following me. We tiptoed out of the room as Jayne and Will were still asleep. In the kitchen sat Jessica and Ryan. Ryan was eating something that looked quite delicious and Jessica was drinking something out of a mug. They both looked worried. Jessica looked up at Jack and me and pointed to the counter where there were two mugs and coffee.

Immediately I rushed over and got myself some. Sitting down across from the two of them I let out a deep sigh. Today was the day. I was going to be able to see my daughter after twelve years. What would she look like? Would she look more like Jack or more like me or a mix of us both? It would be interesting to find out.

Jack, Ryan, Jessica and I sat at the table patiently waiting for everyone else to wake up. With the hour everyone else was up and held a mug of coffee in their hands. Slowly we all sipped and separated again to get ready for our trek to the island that we were finally sure Mira was on. We left the cabin and went to our respective ships. I placed my hat on my head and raised my hand in the air stating I was ready.

Ben laughed uproariously and shouted to the crew. We were off. I'd be with Mira soon. I'd be able to hold her in my arms. I'd be able to tell her just how much I missed her. The water was calm and blue; perfect for sailing. We rode along the tiny waves slowly following Claire's directions. Before I knew it I could see land in the distance. There was green palm trees and white sand.

It definitely seemed like the island of love. We cruised up to the white sand and docked our ships. I rushed over to the bow of the boat and slid down the anchor rope as fast as I could. I turned to my right to notice Jack had done the same thing. We both rushed deep into the forest having no idea where we were going. Behind us we could hear everyone else running. I held my arms out and stopped everyone.

There were noises in the distance. They were coming from the left, but I couldn't decipher who's they were. It was a deep voice probably belonging to a man in his mid twenties and a delicate angelic voice belonging to a girl of some sort. A large smile grew across my face as I quickly reached for Jack's hand and pulled him along with me. The rest followed. We inched closer and closer until finally the voices stopped. I froze.

We heard the crinkling and crunching of leaves coming towards us. It could have been anyone. I squeezed Jack's hand hoping it wasn't a murderer. Out from behind the trees, came a man in his mid twenties, as I predicted and a girl who looked to be the age of twelve. My eyes widened at the sight of her. She looked a whole lot like Jack and had my eyes. It was slightly terrifying.

She looked at all of us and grinned, "How can I help you?"

"We're looking for Mira." I answered.

"You're looking for me? May I ask why?"

Jack beamed at her, "You're our daughter."

"EXCUSE ME?"

"If you claim your name's Mira and you have a silver heart shaped necklace that says, "Jack, Bryn & Mira Sparrow, the family of indestructible pirates" on the back then yes, you're our daughter."

The girl claiming to be Mira fiddled with the necklace she'd had all her life. She flipped it over and read the words written on the back. Her head looked back up at me in disbelief. Shaking her head she didn't want to believe it. After all these years her mother was finally here. But what was she to say? It made perfect sense. She looked like me and Jack and touched her face and her hair.

Her eyes widened once again as she stepped towards me, "Mommy, it...it's really you."

I nodded and opened my arms wide. She rushed into me and wrapped her arms around my neck hugging me tightly. I held her close squeezing her, and finally being able to feel her hugs, her warmth. She was finally here. Now, she was mine again. After she pulled away she turned and looked back at the man standing behind her.

"Mom, this is Jeremy." Mira stated and pointed to him.

"Jeremy, it's uhm...it's nice to meet you."

"Likewise."

"So it's ye who have been taking care of me daughter all these years? What did ye do to her? WHAT DID YE DO?!" Jack shouted and stepped towards Jeremy with his sword sheathed.

"Jack, calm down." I said as I pulled him back towards me.

"No, don't tell me to calm down Bryn. He's been holding me daughter captive for twelve years and ye expect me to be calm?"

I simply nodded and took hold of Mira's hand, "Let's get you out of here honey."

"I'd like that" Mira smiled.

She looked up at all the people surrounding her. They'd all come to rescue her and she was quite happy. Before she could turn to Jayne and Riley and ask who they were Jeremy took hold of her hand and yanked her back.

"You can't take her." Jeremy stated firmly.

"Why? She's my daughter. I have every right to take her!" I shouted.

"No, you can't. It's not safe for her. She needs a stable family and place to live. With you she can't have that, you'll be living on a ship forever. That's not safe for a young girl."

I laughed, "You've got to be kidding me. There's no place safer than with us, we're her bloody parents!"

"But you neglected her for twelve years!"

"We didn't have a bloody choice! She was taken from us to pay me debt which should be enough now! I want me daughter back!" Jack shouted and pushed away from me.

"No. You can't take her. Davy Jones isn't finished with her yet!"

"What's that supposed to mean?" I yelled.

Mira sighed, "Come with me," she said as she took hold of my arm.

We followed her down through the woods arriving at a large cottage. Behind, was a large blue lake. Turning to Jack I looked at him in confusion. He shrugged his shoulders. From behind me Claire whispered, "Davy Jones can't always be on land. He somehow manages to keep himself in the water."

That made sense. I nodded. We walked around the house and over to the lake. Just as Claire had said bobbing above the water was Davy Jones. He had his crew members around him, them too bobbing. I couldn't help but laugh. Davy Jones groaned but then his groan was turned into a smile when he saw Mira.

"My dear, what are these people doing here?" Davy Jones asked pleasantly.

"They've come to take me Davy. They're my parents. You recognize them don't you?"

"Aye, indeed I do. They have no right being here. This is my land, and you're mine."

"I know that I've been with you all these years, but don't you think it's time I go back to where I belong, with them?"

"No. I enjoy you being here, you keep me sane Mira. Don't leave. I don't even want to know what would happen to Jeremy if you ever left."

I couldn't help but giggle. The group around me began sniggering. Within the next few moments all twenty-eight of us had burst into a fit of uncontrollable giggles. Davy Jones' face turned from sweet to sinister within a split second and shouted, "WHAT THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU LAUGHING ABOUT?!"

"You..." I laughed, "have" and again, "gone" and once more, "soft."

I think that's long too! :D And if all goes well, you guys should have another chapter out later too.

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