The next morning Abby woke up and knocked on Luke's door to wake him up. To her surprise however he wasn't in there. She quickly ran down the stairs and stopped short when she saw Luke and Captain Sparrow already downstairs. Being that they lived their lives on a ship, they were used to waking up with the sun.

"Marnin Abby." Luke said with a grin. His grin turned to a frown as Abby looked him up and down. He was dressed like usual, hair down, bandanna around hi head. A loose cream colored top with scarves tied around his neck, black pants, and boots. "Wha' are ye lookin at me like tha' far?" He asked cautiously before she grabbed his arm and tugged him up the stairs. She sat him down in a chair and went into her bathroom. "Abby, wha' are ye doin?" He asked as she came back out with a brush, scissors, and a ribbon. Luke shook his head. "Oh no. No, no, no yer not gonna be ternen me int' no land lubber!" He said jumping up from his seat.

"Luke, calm down, its just so that you dont get caught...this way, people will think you are visiting us as cousins or something." She said pushing him back down.

"Jus' don' ye be cuttin me 'air." He said simply folding his arms across his chest. Abby giggled and took out the bandana. It took a lot of brushing and a bit of cutting that Luke was unaware of. She finished and smiled at her work.

"There...better." She said with a nod as she pulled him up and showed him a mirror.

"Arg, I look like a lubber." He said with a shudder.

"Abby!!" A maid from downstairs called making both Luke and Abby turn.

"I'll be right back, dont you DARE try to change what I did." She said with a glare before making her way down the stairs. Luke counted to ten before he made his ways over to the stairs and listened in on the conversation.

"James! What are you doing here?" He heard Abby ask, her voice would have sounded pleased to anyone but Luke, he could tell it was fake.

"I wanted to see if you would accompany me to the market." James said in a polite and snobbish tone that made Luke want to gag. He shook his head and stood, walking slowly down the stairs.

"Oh see...well...this is very short notice an-" Abby started to make an excuse, but was interrupted by Luke who had just stepped off the last stair.

"An she's goin t' th' docks wit me, t' look at th' ships." Luke said walking closer. One major difference between Jack and Luke was their walks. Luke walked steadily, with confidence at a slow pace, unless of course he was running, where Jack swayed on his feet, as if he were drunk all the time. "Ye can join us if ye like, mate, but ye'll need some diffren't clothes. The fine lady, 'as already promised 'er time t' me...savvy?" He said leaning against the wall. Luke looked a bit odd, his hair was done like most men that lived there, but his clothes were obviously of a pirate, and he'd neglected to take the kohl off his eyes.

"And who are you?" James asked looking at Luke as if he were a speck of dirt of a clean white shirt.

"I be Luke Spa-" Luke stopped as Abby nudged him in the ribs.

"Yes, he's Luke, a childhood friend, he and his father are visiting us." Abby said with a smile. "Would you care to join us?" She asked politely, hoping he would say no.

"I'm afraid I must decline, I dislike the docks...to many dirty seamen." James said with a shudder. "Perhaps another time. Farewell Abigail...pleasure to meet you Luke." James said giving a bow before departing. Luke was standing there trying his hardest to hold in his laughter, but the second the door closed he couldn't help it.

"Oh Luke." Abby said slapping him playfully on the arm. Luke just laughed harder, tears welling in his eyes from laughing so hard. "It's not that funny!" She insisted her hands on her hips.

"I'm sorry love....but it really is." He said trying to calm himself down. "Aye, that boy acts more like a barmaid then a man." He said shaking his head. Abby giggled and slapped his arm again.

"You're too much Lucas Sparrow." She said with a sigh.

"Aye...I s'pose so. Ye must get dressed if ye wish t' go see me ship." He said with a wink.

"Not you're ship yet!" Abby yelled as she charged up the stairs, closely fallowed by Luke.

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"Father..." James said as he walked towards the Commodore.

"Yes son?" The man asked. He'd aged quite a bit over the years and looked rather frail.

"When you told me about that Pirate Captain...the one that sails on the Black Pearl, what did you say his name was?" James asked innocently, taking out a dagger and looking it over.

"That was Jack Sparrow...possibly one of the worst pirates to walk this earth...or the best." the Commodore said nonchalantly. "Why do you ask?" He asked looking at James curiously.

"Just curious." James said before he started to walk away his mind processing something. "Da...Jack Sparrow...did he have a son?" James asked as a last minute thought.

"Yes...Lucas Sparrow, he's wanted almost as badly as his father."

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