Louis Marcé looked out into the water below, and sighed. They had had barely any time in Tortuga, and Louis himself had been subjected to staying on the Black Pearl while others went to shore. He supposed it was because the men thought that Louis was stupid or something, not being able to speak English and all, but Louis could understand English perfectly; it was the speaking of it that he could not master.

He trailed his hand along the starboard railing of the ship, and pretended that he could touch the water. Louis was a French colonist, now pirate, originally from Bordeaux. His parents and younger sister had been killed in a tsunami while they were on route to Kingston. Louis had been the lone survivor and had joined Captain Jack Sparrow's legendary pirate crew.

Looking to the sea ahead of them, he remarked with surprise something in the water, about three hundred metres ahead. With a gasp, he saw that it was a person!

"Homme dans l'eau, homme dans l'eau!" he yelled, trying to alert people in his native tongue.

No one came.

"Il y a un homme dans l'eau! Ecoute moi, vous stupides cochons!" he exclaimed.

Grudgingly, Gibbs came over, wondering what the French pirate was squawking about. Following the man's aggravated hand motions, Gibbs also saw the figure in the water.

"Man overboard!" he shouted, garnering everyone's immediate attention. Louis sighed, and resigned himself to watching.

The figure in the water was struggling, which was actually a good sign. They yelled down to it to grab the ropes, and it did.

"Hold on!" commanded Gibbs, then signalling to the men to pull it up.

Seconds later, with a lot of surprised crewmen, the men of the Black Pearl found themselves with a soaked and scared nine year-old girl.

"Don't just stand around!" exclaimed Anamaria, who came running to the girl's side. "Get her a blanket!"

Two of the men nervously ran off, obviously intimidated by the female pirate. With a grin, Anamaria remarked that those were the men that had questioned her abilities a week ago. Her and her fists had shown them her 'abilities', all right.

Looking down at the cold and shaking girl in her arms, something in Anamaria's heart softened. "It's okay," she whispered down the young girl, "You'll be fine."

The soon came with the blanket, followed by Captain Jack Sparrow and his first mate, Will Turner. Will ran over to the two women, while Jack commanded his crew to get back to work.

Lifting the soggy girl into his arms, Will carried her into Jack's quarters, much to the chagrin of Jack. Anamaria just shot him a look, and that shut the sea captain up pretty fast.

Will gently set her onto the bed, and pulled the blankets up to her chin. Turning to Anamaria, he asked:

"Do you have a shirt for her or something? She's completely soaked."

The female pirate nodded, and went down below deck to fetch it.

"Do you have a name, darling?" Will asked softly, addressing the young girl now.

She nodded, shivering still. "Wi-Willow." she said between chatters.

It took a moment for it to soak in. Willow. This was HIS daughter. Now, as he looked at her, he couldn't help but see the features in her that were so Elizabeth, so much like his beloved Elizabeth that it hurt. He also remarked, though, that there were parts of him in this young girl, the girl that he and Elizabeth had made.

Behind him, he could feel Jack's eyes boring into his back. He froze for a moment, and just stood there, much to the confusion of Willow.

Luckily for Will, right at that moment Commodore Norrington and Governor Swann burst in. They quickly rushed over to her side.

"James! Grandpapa!" she exclaimed, as Governor Swann enveloped her into his arms.

"Are you alright, my dear?" he asked his granddaughter anxiously, checking her over quickly.

Willow giggled. "I'm fine, Grandpapa. The nice men helped me out of the water."

Norrington and Governor Swann looked over to where Jack and Will stood. "Did they now?"

Anamaria then stepped through the door, and remarked with surprise at the family reunion happening inside. "Here's the shirt." she stated gruffly.

"Thank you." replied Will.

Anamaria nodded and headed out of the room, Jack close on her heels.

Will was alone now, with his daughter and the two men that had cared for her in his absence. He felt very uncomfortable, and wondered if he too should leave, like Jack and Anamaria had.

He was headed towards the door when James Norrington stopped him. The commodore just looked him in the eye, and stated, very softly:

"She's your daughter."

He then looked over at Willow one last time, then left the room. Governor Swann noticed this, and gave his granddaughter one last kiss on the cheek, then left as well.

Will stood there for a moment, unsure about what to do. He then remembered the shirt, and brought it over to her.

"Put this on, Willow. It'll stop you from getting a chill."

She took the shirt from him, and he turned around so that she could change. He was suddenly hit with a wave of nostalgia, remembering how Elizabeth, no matter what, always asked him to turn around will she changed. He usually protested, telling her that there was nothing to see that he hadn't seen before, but she stayed adamant in her descion. His Elizabeth was a stubborn one.

He shook himself quickly. No, she wasn't his Elizabeth anymore. His Elizabeth left ten years ago, along with their unborn daughter. She was someone else's Elizabeth now.

"I'm done." said Willow softly, and he turned around. He came over and sat on the edge of her bed, and pulled the covers up to her chin.

"My Mama does that too." she whispered softly.

Will smiled at her. "Time to sleep now, Willow. We'll talk more later."

She nodded sleepily, and was soon immersed into the land of Nod. Will stayed by her side, watching her sleep, watching her dream. It was so odd to see himself in another person, to know that she was a part of him

He tucked a wayward piece of hair behind her ear, and with that, left Jack's quarters, leaving his daughter to a restful reprieve.

*Hey everyone,

Sorry for the short chapter again, but I'm hoping to have another one up tomorrow. I'm leaving on vacation until August 12th, but know that this story is NOT abandoned. I may have chance to update while at my aunt's house, but I don't know.

Thanks for all the support, guys, in your reviews. It really gets my ass moving to write more. J

Anywho, that's about it for now,

Adios!

~Aria (formerly Eleia)*