A/N: Thanks again for the reviews!! But I've changed my mind: If she turns into a Mary Sue, don't slap me. Just tell me. I WILL continue the story, because people seem to be liking it anyway. Tell me if you think I should change the rating. And I know the dialouge for Jack might seem a little weird, but I'm not good at writing the pirate lingo.

Disclaimer: I wish.

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Jack enveloped Jessica in a tight hug as soon as she stepped in the doorway. "I can't believe they took you to jail! Rotten filthy bastards!!" He roared, stepping back. Jessica just laughed and patted his arm.

"Glad I've got your support. I'll remember that next time I go on the grift."

Elizabeth stepped up. "Oh, you've didn't actually steal, did you?" When Jessica shrugged, then nodded, Elizabeth shook her head. "You have to be more careful when you're here, Jessica. The Commodore has it out for Jack, and if he ever finds out who you are, he'll definitely use it to his advantage!" ((Foreshadowing, anyone?))

"I know, I know. But he doesn't know who I am."

Elizabeth looked to Will, to see if it was true. He nodded.

"Yep. They have no idea who she is." Both Jack and Elizabeth looked relieved.

Just then, Jack's stomach growled loudly. As Jessica dissolved into fits of laughter, Jack clapped his hands together. "Well, how 'bout some breakfast, then?" He said, staring at his daughter, who was now pounding the floor with her fists. Shortly thereafter, she rolled over onto her back and clutched her stomach.

The three adults exchanged worried looks. "Is she alright?" Elizabeth asked. Will shrugged, amazed that someone could laugh so hard at something that really wasn't that funny.

"Oh, sure. She did that on the Pearl the first day she was aboard," Jack answered. He bent down and sat her up, grabbing her shoulders. He slapped her face twice, earning an 'I-can't-believe-you-just-did-that' look from Elizabeth. Jessica stopped giggling, though, so Jack just smiled at her.

His daughter coughed and got to her feet. "I'm good, I'm good." She brushed herself off and walked into the kitchen. "Boy, I'm starved."

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The next day, Jessica and Jack went out, just to "have a look around". They of course had to be quite careful to watch out for any members of the Royal Navy. This gave Will and Elizabeth some much needed alone time.

As Will sat down on the couch, Elizabeth curled up next to him and observed the room. It still was messy, but it had improved some. The day before was spent mostly cleaning it up, after Jessica was released.

"I love you Will," she whispered. He pulled his arms tight around her.

"I love you too." Just then, Elizabeth stood up and extended her arms.

"Let's dance, Will!" Will smirked and got up. He took his wife in his arms and they started dancing. So what if there wasn't any music?

They danced and danced, and danced some more. ((Sorry, I'm trying to fill space, but I'm not good with Fluffy stuff)) Right as Will leaned down to kiss his wife, the door burst open. Jack stepped in, holding a bottle of rum in one hand. His other was clutching his right eye, which had turned black. Jessica stumbled in after him, looking very disheveled and nursing a swollen, bleeding nose.

"Not interrupting anything, I hope?" Jack asked, amused. He smiled, showing his cut lip.

"Because we'll leab if dat's the case," Jessica added. She smiled in the exact same way he did, except she didn't have a cut lip. However, her top canine tooth was missing.

"Oh my god! What happened to you two?" Elizabeth asked, rushing over to them. She started examining Jack's eye, while Will did the same for Jessica's nose, which was turning black and blue.

"Oh, nobing. Jus' a bit of a fight." Jessica winced as Will touched the wound. "I'b fine. Don't borry about id."

"You are not fine. Your nose looks broken. And you're missing a tooth!" Will said, pointing at her mouth. Her hand shot up and examined the hole.

"By god, you're right. Bloody birates," she added. Jack cleared his throat loudly. "Sorry. Nebermind."

"Quit fussing over me lip, love. I'm quite alright. Gotten meself into plenty of scuffles before," said Jack, pushing the woman way. She sighed and put her hands on her hips.

"Fine." She turned to Jessica, who had been led to a chair by the door. She still hadn't stopped bleeding, and Will was trying desperately to stem the flow.

"It won't stop bleeding," he said, his fingers helping to squeeze her nose. Jessica's face had slowly gotten paler. Elizabeth started to help, but Jack just stood there, transfixed with his daughter's face.

"Oh no you don't," he said, taking her hand. Moments later, Will and Elizabeth had stopped the bleeding.

"I'b good, I'b good," she said, rubbing her eyes.

"How did this happen?" Elizabeth asked.

"That's exactly what I want to know," said Will, holding his bloody hands in front of him.

Every face turned to Jack. "I told you, it was a fight at the pub. A flying arm probably is to blame for that." He pointed to her nose.

Jessica sniffled and wiped her sleeve against her nose. This proved to be an extremely bad idea, seeing as her nose was still very broken. "OW!! Oh, oh, god dabbit, dat hurt. dubid bloody birates..." She trailed off. Will sighed and knelt in front of her.

"This is going to hurt, Jessica," he said, bringing his hands up to her face.

"Wha-" She didn't get to finish. Very quickly, Will ran his thumbs down the sides of her nose, pushing the broken pieces into place with a sickening crunch. She cried out and grabbed his wrists in a vice grip, her nails digging into his flesh. He slowly pried her fingers off.

Through clenched teeth, she growled, "Dat. Hurt. So. Bad. I. Will. Ged. You."

"Yes, well, your nose isn't smeared all over your face, now is it?" Jack said. He received a death glare, the same one she had been giving Will.

As Will nursed his arms, he said, "And when are you going to get me? I'm quite stronger than you."

She grinned wickedly. "You hab to sleeb sobdime." Will's face dropped, and the other three laughed.

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Jack slept much better that night than he did the night before. In truth, he probably slept better than both Will and Elizabeth. They were upstairs, closer to Jessica's chainsaw-esque snoring. There was also the occasional loud grunt as she turned over and her nose was pressed into the pillow. After a particularly loud outburst, where Jessica had turned face first into the pillow(a very painful move), Elizabeth had dragged her pillow and a quilt downstairs, spread it out on the ground, and slept down there.

In fact, Jack stepped on her as he got up the next morning. He heard a faint crunch and a loud "Ow" before a fist slammed into his ankle.

"Bloody hell!" Elizabeth said, sitting up and nursing her hand.

"Sorry 'bout that love," he said as he made his way around her body. As he reached the base of the stairs, Jessica dragged out of her room. She looked absolutly terrible, and there were dark circles under her eyes. Her nose and the area around it was black and blue, and there was just the faintest bit of dried blood underneath.

"You look absolutely rotten," he stated. She glared and yawned.

"You're so kind." She sat on the railing and slid down. She seemed to forget that there was a post sticking up at the bottom, and she slid right into it. "Oof."

Jack snickered as she hopped off, rubbing her side. "Shud ub."

Soon everyone was up and breakfast was made, without anyone getting arrested. As Jack downed his glass of juice, he put his elbows on the table and smirked.

"So, what were you two doing before we burst in yesterday?" The couple blushed, and Jack and Jessica exchanged amused glances.

"Oh, nothing."

Jessica leaned forward. "No, really. Whad were you doo doing? I'b quid(quite) inderesded."

"We, were, um, well," Will said. He couldn't seem to make a complete thought.

"We were dancing, if you really must know." Elizabeth finished for him. Jack snorted, but Jessica's face lit up.

"Dancing? Really? I'b always wanded do learn do dance." She sighed and looked off. Elizabeth raised an eyebrow. She glanced at Will, but he didn't seem to be thinking along the same lines as she was.

"Really. Well, it's a pity I'm a terrible teacher. Otherwise I wo-OW!" he exclaimed, as his wife stepped on his foot.

"We can teach you how to dance, Jessica." The two women smiled at each other. "And you too, Jack," she added when she saw Jack giving a 'ha-ha- look-what-your-wife-got-you-into' look.

"Oh, dat would be fabulous! Dank you!" Jessica leaned across the table and hugged Elizabeth. Jack looked quite sick, and now Will had a semi-smug look on his face.

"Well, let's get started!" Elizabeth said, getting up from the table. Jessica jumped up after her and followed Elizabeth into the next room.

Will sighed.

"Oh joy."

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TA DA!! Ok, here's chapter four. Hope it was good, if a bit short. I like it. But boy, it was hard writing Jessica's lines for this chapter. I don't really know if the "The commodore will use it to his advantage" thing was actually foreshadowing. This story isn't planned out.

NEXT UP: The Dancing Lessons!