This is a joint story between Marian Blond, Marching angel, and myself. Enjoy! We have decided to title Jack's accent as Drunk Pirate and his walk the Slightly Intoxicated Ballet Step.

Disclaimer: Though I may wish otherwise, I do not, in any way form or fashion, own Pirates of the Caribbean. Thank you, now on with the story.

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Julia Sparrow ran up the stairs from the galley and onto the deck of the Black Pearl. She glanced over her shoulder , laughing, and yelled through the hold. "Hey, Crow, you really that slow?" A few turned to look at her disruptive behavior, then seemed to remember that not only were the on a Pirate Ship, but she was Jack Sparrow's daughter.

A Crimson haired girl of the same age appeared from around the corner, smirking at her partner-in-crime. "Quite a laugh, aren't you?" asked Crow. When they reached the deck, Julia out f breath, they leaned against the rails and let their laughs subside. The waves pounded against the wooden hull of the ship nearly drowned out the slightly irate voice coming from the other side of the ship. "Jules, Crow, loves, can you get over here for a moment." The two 18 year olds exchanged conspiratorial glances and slowly made their way over to their father.

"What were you doing in the Galley. Not into the rum again, I hope," he said, slightly condescending and proud.

"What ever would make you think that?" asked Jules innocently. He sighed and turned to walk away, muttering something about too mischievous for their own good. "We dock in an hour. Be ready. And look-" he fumbled a moment for the word- "presentable. We're s'posed to see the Turner's."

The two looked down at themselves. They were presentable. Both refused to wear dresses, too hard to climb the mast. Julia wore a simple white shirt with loose black jeans and a red bandanna to keep her long black hair from blowing into her face. Gabriel, or Crow as she was normally called, also wore a pair of black trousers, and a black shirt. Her fiery hair, in sharp contrast with her dark clothes, hung down around her face in a mass of braids.

The two parted, Crow back down towards her bunk and Jules towards the Crow's Nest. She scampered up the pole with practiced ease and situated herself across from her brother, John. She wrapped her arm about the pole and looked with eyes as dark as her hair over towards the British Bay. He was first to speak.

"So, you and Crow get in more trouble?"

"Us, Never, you know we are the Angel's of the Sea. Oh, and we are s'posed to look good later on. Goin' to see the Turners. Dad said to look 'presentable'."

John turned to her with a mischievous grin. "Aren't I always?" John was the spitting image of Jack, only slightly younger and a bit more cautious. Apparently he was the only one in the family. But none of The Sparrows, or their adopted daughter Crow, were ever actually considered as cautious.

Crow wandered down into the sparsely furnished room that was her bunk, followed by the ship dog, Barbosa. A bed, table, desk and, chair were the only items present besides the many trinkets decorating the shelves, but it was home. To have so much wealth, the were not ostentatious, preferring the simple wooden furniture and life slightly rugged. She sat on the bed and looked out with her smoke grey eyes at the form of land rising into view. They rarely landed, only to buy supplies, but this time they were going to have a few days on land.

They had landed before there. Almost the exact same place. Julia, John, and her had been young, but later, Jack told them what had happened. He had revealed another pirating ship (a rival, of course) and in return, they had freed him of his crimes. Though, none of them were quite sure what the crimes were.

They often heard talk of Will and Elizabeth Turner, but had never actually met the two. Although, they must be alright for them to be meeting them. The only question was, did they know who was coming to pay a call?

Soon, they would be on land. Soon, the past would meet the future. Very soon.

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Jules ran down into the room she shared with Gabriel. She pulled a few hair wraps out and tied them into her hair quickly. Then cast a look in the mirror. "Presentable," she declared. "You ready, Gabby?"

Crow gave her a murderous glare. "Just because I was cursed with that name doesn't mean you must call me by it."

"Sure it does. I don't see how you have the patience for all those braids. Baffles me."

Crow smiled mockingly. "There's a lot that does." John came down, leaning in the door way. "We've landed, well almost. We're wanted Top deck."

The three walked up through the ship to the main deck and stood there. Jack walked over in his usual...special way. He sighed and looked over them disapprovingly. "Well, I shouldn't 'ave expected much, they are my group," he muttered under his breath.

They tied up in the bay, paying the docking fee and walking along the dock. John reached out and picked up the coin purse sitting on a desk as the passed it and dropped it in his pocket.

"Shouldn't leave such things lying around," he said with a wink.

The girls nodded in agreement and they walked through the town. They got the usual blank stares, the terrified glances, a few whispered remarks.

"You! Those...Those things came when you were here, twenty- one years ago to the date!" Yelled one old man. They passed him without a word, only a few confuse glances. Jack led them up a set of steps to a large, beautiful; house.

"A house like this and they're going to let us just walk right in. They are either brave or stupid," whispered Crow.

"Or far too trusting," replied Jules.

Jack knocked and a few moments later, the door was opened by a maid. She looked aghast at the visitors on her doorstep.

"We're here to see Master Will and Mistress Elizabeth," said Jack with the most courteous smile he could manage.

The maid closed the door and could be heard walking down the hall. "That wasn't what I expected," said Jack.

Soon the door re-opened by a man who ushered them in quickly.

"Jack, its you! Been 21 years since you left. How's-" he stopped talking as he saw the three standing behind Jack. "Yours?" he asked.

Jack dragged the three in front of him and presented them with a smile. "John Sparrow, Julia Sparrow, and Gabriel Crow."

"How do you do, I'm Will Turner," said the man to the three.

"Quite good. Nice home. Only problem is that it doesn't move," said Julia as she looked around at the walls covered by paintings and other such things.

"Er...yes," Will said, slightly confused. "Well, come and see Elizabeth."

The were led through the halls to a warm parlor. Elizabeth rose as they entered the room. The man sitting beside her rose also. He had Black hair and chocolate brown eyes. Crow's eyes went straight to him, then to some shining silver ware beside him.

"Jack, what a pleasant surprise," she said, though it seemed that she wasn't the happiest at her sudden guests.

"That's Gabriel, Julia, and John," said Will.

"Oh, how nice. Yours I suppose. Julia and John look just like you. But it seems Gabriel must have inherited more traits from her mother."

"I s'pose, though I wouldn't know firsthand. Seeing as this [particularly fiery lass isn't mine," Jack said uncomfortably.

Will looked slightly confused but kept silent.

"This is Benjamin," introduced Elizabeth, indicating the man standing beside her. "Have a seat."

Crow slowly began moving toward 'Benjamin' soon, she sat down beside him and the Silver ware. Her hand darted out quickly and tucked a fork into her pocket. then a spoon, then another fork, then a knife. Jules watched from the corner of her eye where she was sitting beside her, a smile tugging at her mouth.

"Well, yes, the Pearl is still in one piece and Crow, dear, would you come here for a mite," said Jack, not breaking his tone for one moment.

Crow rose and The two walked out of the room, leaving an uncomfortable silence in their wake. Soon the door opened again and they resumed their seats, Crow first dumping the utensils back where she found them.

"What did he say?" asked Jules.

"That they were friends and if I took anything else I would ride as the mast Head until we reached Tortuga."

"Oh. Has a way with words, doesn't he." Jules then began to promptly snake her arm behind Crow to the relinquished treasure. Crow's eyes wandered over the occupants of the room, landing on Benjamin beside her. Then her eyes were stuck. Jules watched her with a smirk and noticed John doing the same. If Crow didn't fall for every guy, they didn't know what to do.

"Actually, I came to talk about the package I sent a few years back. You know, that broken compass."

"Oh, yes," said Will, looking at the four seated in the corner. "Ben, how about you show them around town."

They took the not so subtle hint and rose. The air outside was nice after being inside for nearly an hour.

"Jules, are you looking forward to being the mast head?" asked John.

"He just said Crow. I'm home free."

"What are you talking about?" asked Ben nosily.

"Silverware," replied Crow tactfully, her eyes not moving. A girl bumped into John and rose asking for his forgiveness. How could she be so clumsy.

Ben smirked. "What?" asked John.

"I've never seen a Pirate pick-pocketed, but it seems quite easy," replied Ben.

"WHAT?" John yelled and took off down the street after her. The others walked along slowly behind him.

"Aren't you going to help?" asked Ben.

"He'll be fine. No need to worry," said Jules with full confidence in her twin.

Ben smiled. "He may be in for a surprise, and you too."

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