This is a harmless fan fiction. I do not own any rights to Pirates of the
Caribbean nor any of the characters.
Chapter 1
Elizabeth sat up quickly out of bed. It was like she had done exactly five years ago. The day she met Jack Sparrow. She could remember it distinctively. Falling off of the cliff, that's all she did remember, actually, up until he had saved her. A roguish pirate who's trinkets and jewels told more stories than the scars on his body. Who's outlandish hair was almost something of an artwork, now that she thought of it. Today was to be the day that her husband, Will Turner would return from sea. Ever since their return to Port Royal, he decided a pirate's life would be for him. He and Jack would venture into the brisk ocean to find adventure. And so why didn't Elizabeth accompany them? It was quite simple, their son, Jack. Of course he was named after the twisted pirate who helped the couple to be reunited after Elizabeth had been kidnapped by the terrible cursed pirates. It was Jack, after all, who had decided to help Will to find her.
Will had been out to sea for one reason: to find adventure. He and Jack had been gone for at least four months and Elizabeth hadn't heard from him since. There were the nights of course when she looked at her cold, empty sheets and thought of crying. After all, what If they weren't alright? What if her beloved husband had died? But she needed to stay strong for her child. He was only about five and was the spitting image of her husband. He was all she had at that point, and so she needed to take care of him with all she had.
A knock at the door startled her and she immediately went to answer it. Her father, Governor Weatherby Swann, greeted her with a half smile, as he usually did every morning. "Are you ready, Elizabeth?" he asked her.
"Father, I've only just awoken," she said with a smirk.
"Ah, of course. Well, when you have dressed please come downstairs. The carriage is here to take us to the docks."
"Yes, father." He turned and began to walk downstairs. Elizabeth shut the door quietly, keeping her head close by as to make sure he wasn't returning. She sighed and proceeded to her vanity where a lovely silk dress was hanging nearby. She ran her fingers down the lace and removed it from the vanity. The dress felt feathery. She began removing her night robe only to dread the corset she would have to wear with her dress. A servant came in to assist her with her dress. The corset was so tight as it usually was. She hated wearing it. But it was, after all, the reason why she had even met Jack Sparrow in the first place.
She was dressed and began descending the stairs. She felt exactly as she did when Will had been standing in the parlor, speaking with her father. Only now there was that emptiness as only her father was there, waiting for her. "Where is Jack?" she pondered.
"Here I am mommy!" young Jack said, bounding into the parlor from the dining room. He wore a blue jacket with tails and a pair of blue knickers.
Elizabeth giggled as to how handsome her son looked. "My, you look dashing!" she said, taking her son's hand.
"Grandfather picked it out for me! He said it makes me look dapper."
"That is does," Elizabeth said, grinning. They headed for the carriage that would take them to the docks.
When they arrived, the only ships in port were some naval ships and the HMS Dauntless far off near Port Royal's entrance. She was becoming more nervous now. She looked over at Jack who was staring into the water at a small fish splashing about. Jack loved the ocean. Perhaps it was due to the fact that he was conceived at sea. She didn't know. Suddenly a man on top of the fort cried, "Sail, ho!" She turned and in relief saw the Black Pearl in all it's glory, heading into port.
The ship docked and off came several of the crew members including Joshamee Gibbs and Anamaria. Standing at the top of the wooden plank the crew was using to leave the ship was Elizabeth's sturdy husband, Will. "Daddy!" young Jack shouted with glee, as he began racing to his father's side. Will's eyes filled with joy as he swung his son high into the air and then held him tightly in his arms.
"How have you been, young man?" Will asked excitedly.
"I've been terrific! I missed you a whole lot!"
Will kissed his son's forehead and said, "I've missed you too." He descended the plank and set his son down. He scurried to his mother's side who's eyes began to well up. Will began to walk towards her, his pace getting faster. He grabbed his wife's waist and spun her around, almost as he had to his son. When he set her down he looked tenderly into her eyes, then leaned in and kissed her passionately. "I've missed your lips so much. You have no idea how long I have been waiting to do that." He said when they finally stopped. She played with the curls in his soft brown hair and touched his face. His lips were chapped from the rough seas but she didn't mind. She just wanted him to hold her forever in his embrace.
Jack Sparrow came off the ship next. He had a bag over his back, probably filled with odd trinkets and such. He noticed young Jack running around his parents who were engaged in yet another kiss. "And what have you been up to?" Jack said, crouching down to talk to the little boy.
"I've been playing with my toy boats my daddy gave me before he left." Jack replied.
"That so? I've got something for you." He began to fish through the sack. Jack looked with utmost interest until Jack Sparrow pulled out a large jewel encrusted crown and placed it on Jack's head. It was much too big and fell forwards covering Jack's eyes.
Jack lifted it up a bit so he could see. "Gee, thanks Mr. Sparrow!"
"You're very welcome." Jack stood up, looking at the couple kiss. He tapped Elizabeth on the shoulder and she lifted her arms slowly from Will's neck. "Saved a kiss for me, I would hope?" Jack said with a smirk.
Elizabeth lifted her eyebrows a bit. "Of course I did, Mr. Sparrow," she said.
Jack went to pucker up, but was upset to find she only kissed him on his cheek. "Well, I'll just go and finish unloading the ship then," Jack said, a bit flustered.
"I missed you," Elizabeth whispered in her husband's ear.
"I missed you too."
Elizabeth turned at that moment to look at the ship her husband had spent four months on. She noticed a figure standing at the top of the wooden plank. She had never seen him before. She guessed he was just another crew member. He began walking down the plank and Elizabeth got a better look at him. He was very tall and had long, curly brown hair and deep brown eyes. He looked somewhat like Will.
"Elizabeth, I have someone for you to meet." The man took a few steps closer and now stood next to Will. He really did look a lot like him. "This, Elizabeth, is my father."
"I'm confused," she began, "I...I thought your father died."
"Me too," Will said, sending a smile to his father. "We can discuss it at home." He took young Jack into his arms again as they headed back to the carriage.
Chapter 1
Elizabeth sat up quickly out of bed. It was like she had done exactly five years ago. The day she met Jack Sparrow. She could remember it distinctively. Falling off of the cliff, that's all she did remember, actually, up until he had saved her. A roguish pirate who's trinkets and jewels told more stories than the scars on his body. Who's outlandish hair was almost something of an artwork, now that she thought of it. Today was to be the day that her husband, Will Turner would return from sea. Ever since their return to Port Royal, he decided a pirate's life would be for him. He and Jack would venture into the brisk ocean to find adventure. And so why didn't Elizabeth accompany them? It was quite simple, their son, Jack. Of course he was named after the twisted pirate who helped the couple to be reunited after Elizabeth had been kidnapped by the terrible cursed pirates. It was Jack, after all, who had decided to help Will to find her.
Will had been out to sea for one reason: to find adventure. He and Jack had been gone for at least four months and Elizabeth hadn't heard from him since. There were the nights of course when she looked at her cold, empty sheets and thought of crying. After all, what If they weren't alright? What if her beloved husband had died? But she needed to stay strong for her child. He was only about five and was the spitting image of her husband. He was all she had at that point, and so she needed to take care of him with all she had.
A knock at the door startled her and she immediately went to answer it. Her father, Governor Weatherby Swann, greeted her with a half smile, as he usually did every morning. "Are you ready, Elizabeth?" he asked her.
"Father, I've only just awoken," she said with a smirk.
"Ah, of course. Well, when you have dressed please come downstairs. The carriage is here to take us to the docks."
"Yes, father." He turned and began to walk downstairs. Elizabeth shut the door quietly, keeping her head close by as to make sure he wasn't returning. She sighed and proceeded to her vanity where a lovely silk dress was hanging nearby. She ran her fingers down the lace and removed it from the vanity. The dress felt feathery. She began removing her night robe only to dread the corset she would have to wear with her dress. A servant came in to assist her with her dress. The corset was so tight as it usually was. She hated wearing it. But it was, after all, the reason why she had even met Jack Sparrow in the first place.
She was dressed and began descending the stairs. She felt exactly as she did when Will had been standing in the parlor, speaking with her father. Only now there was that emptiness as only her father was there, waiting for her. "Where is Jack?" she pondered.
"Here I am mommy!" young Jack said, bounding into the parlor from the dining room. He wore a blue jacket with tails and a pair of blue knickers.
Elizabeth giggled as to how handsome her son looked. "My, you look dashing!" she said, taking her son's hand.
"Grandfather picked it out for me! He said it makes me look dapper."
"That is does," Elizabeth said, grinning. They headed for the carriage that would take them to the docks.
When they arrived, the only ships in port were some naval ships and the HMS Dauntless far off near Port Royal's entrance. She was becoming more nervous now. She looked over at Jack who was staring into the water at a small fish splashing about. Jack loved the ocean. Perhaps it was due to the fact that he was conceived at sea. She didn't know. Suddenly a man on top of the fort cried, "Sail, ho!" She turned and in relief saw the Black Pearl in all it's glory, heading into port.
The ship docked and off came several of the crew members including Joshamee Gibbs and Anamaria. Standing at the top of the wooden plank the crew was using to leave the ship was Elizabeth's sturdy husband, Will. "Daddy!" young Jack shouted with glee, as he began racing to his father's side. Will's eyes filled with joy as he swung his son high into the air and then held him tightly in his arms.
"How have you been, young man?" Will asked excitedly.
"I've been terrific! I missed you a whole lot!"
Will kissed his son's forehead and said, "I've missed you too." He descended the plank and set his son down. He scurried to his mother's side who's eyes began to well up. Will began to walk towards her, his pace getting faster. He grabbed his wife's waist and spun her around, almost as he had to his son. When he set her down he looked tenderly into her eyes, then leaned in and kissed her passionately. "I've missed your lips so much. You have no idea how long I have been waiting to do that." He said when they finally stopped. She played with the curls in his soft brown hair and touched his face. His lips were chapped from the rough seas but she didn't mind. She just wanted him to hold her forever in his embrace.
Jack Sparrow came off the ship next. He had a bag over his back, probably filled with odd trinkets and such. He noticed young Jack running around his parents who were engaged in yet another kiss. "And what have you been up to?" Jack said, crouching down to talk to the little boy.
"I've been playing with my toy boats my daddy gave me before he left." Jack replied.
"That so? I've got something for you." He began to fish through the sack. Jack looked with utmost interest until Jack Sparrow pulled out a large jewel encrusted crown and placed it on Jack's head. It was much too big and fell forwards covering Jack's eyes.
Jack lifted it up a bit so he could see. "Gee, thanks Mr. Sparrow!"
"You're very welcome." Jack stood up, looking at the couple kiss. He tapped Elizabeth on the shoulder and she lifted her arms slowly from Will's neck. "Saved a kiss for me, I would hope?" Jack said with a smirk.
Elizabeth lifted her eyebrows a bit. "Of course I did, Mr. Sparrow," she said.
Jack went to pucker up, but was upset to find she only kissed him on his cheek. "Well, I'll just go and finish unloading the ship then," Jack said, a bit flustered.
"I missed you," Elizabeth whispered in her husband's ear.
"I missed you too."
Elizabeth turned at that moment to look at the ship her husband had spent four months on. She noticed a figure standing at the top of the wooden plank. She had never seen him before. She guessed he was just another crew member. He began walking down the plank and Elizabeth got a better look at him. He was very tall and had long, curly brown hair and deep brown eyes. He looked somewhat like Will.
"Elizabeth, I have someone for you to meet." The man took a few steps closer and now stood next to Will. He really did look a lot like him. "This, Elizabeth, is my father."
"I'm confused," she began, "I...I thought your father died."
"Me too," Will said, sending a smile to his father. "We can discuss it at home." He took young Jack into his arms again as they headed back to the carriage.
