"Get ready to make way mates!" shouted Gibbs. "Cap'n's orders!"

Amy Sparrow, only child of Captain Jack Sparrow, heaved a sack of food on board. Since she was born, she had traveled with her mother, Anamaria, and her father, Captain Jack Sparrow, on the Pearl. Amy's mother was now dead, and now at the age of 13, Amy lived on the magnificent pirate ship, and helped her father raid, pillage and plunder along with the rest of the crew.

"Oy, Amy!" Amy turned her head to see her father standing there with an armful of empty sacks. "Come ova and help me with these sacks."

She let out an exasperated sigh. "Yes, father." Amy loved her father, and loved being a pirate, but after 13 years of this, she longed for a normal life. She never told Jack any of this, because she knew he would be greatly disappointed.

She hurried over to help Jack, when Derek, one of the newest pirates on the crew, ran over.

"Good day Amy," Derek smiled at Amy then turned his attention to Jack. "Captain, Gibbs has just informed me that the Morning Star has picked up their pace, and if we want to catch it, we need to leave 'mediately," the young, curly blonde haired boy, reported.

"Must suspect us," Jack said with a grin. "Right, thank you Derek. Tell Mr. Gibbs that we shall be on our way within 20 minutes. Amy," the Captain said, turning to his daughter, "Please go back into the hideout and inform the Rich and Buck that we will be leaving now. And don't feel free to take your time, savvy?"

Amy turned and started jogging towards the Pirate hideout to tell the guards that they'd be on their way.

"Oh! And would ya grab me hat while you're there?" he called after his daughter.

"Gotcha Dad!" she called back.

Amy entered the Hideout. She thought that besides the view of the ocean on the deck of the Black Pearl, the Hideout was the most amazing place and site ever. It was piled with jewels and gold collected over the years, so although the cave was dark save for a few lanterns, wherever you looked the gold and jewels shined like day.

"Buck...Rich!" yelled Amy.

"Aye? What is it little lady?" replied a gruff voice.

"We be leavin now. The Morning Star 'as picked up its pace. We haveta leave now if we want to catch it," replied Amy.

"Thank you little missy," bowed Rich.

"Tell your father to bring some good stuff home," added Buck.

"Don't you worry. He will, as always," she said smugly. "Oh and another thing," she said as she grabbed Jack's hat. "I'm not a little missy nor a little lady, savvy?"

"Aye. Me mistake miss," Buck replied humbly, but there was a twinkle in his eye.

Amy smirked, waved goodbye, and headed for the Pearl.