Jack watched as Katherine and her family left. He closed the door and went where his father were talking with the pirates. He sighed looking around him.

"I think tonight we go back to the Pearl." Sparrow sounded.

"I thought you were going to stay for the wedding?" Will asked turned his head sharply at his friend.

"No, mate." Sparrow walked over to him. "Just to sleep. Come on, Pearl, Bootstrap, Davy, and Emma you can stay here." They looked around the room when Emma didn't answer. "Emma? Ah well, think she's tried mate, don't worry." Sparrow waltz out of the room, Pearl stepped in front of him, before he left completely.

"Where's Davy?" Pearl asked sharply. Will felt fear rise in him, and Jack silently went up stairs to look for them. Pearl sighed impatiently.

"He's probably back at the Pearl." Bootstrap offered.

"He can get back himself." Sparrow sighed, and again Pearl stepped in front of him. "If you don't move out of my way girly..."

"My brother is somewhere, and the Commodore is very near by, and so is the royal navy, if you want to see your son alive again, then I suggest that we go look for them." Pearl interrupted her father and then lowered her voice to a whispered so only he could hear. "Then we'll go back to the Pearl and have us a bit of a drink."

Emma and Davy walked along the beach. The little boats that used to lie in the sand were gone, and noise of the city had died down. The moonlight was bright and they could see. The breeze was soft and light, but still moved their hair. They held each other's hand and looked towards the Black Pearl.

"Suppose my parents do say no." Emma asked sadly.

"Then we'll wait until they say yes." Davy nodded. Emma turned to him, with tears in her eyes.

"What if they never say yes?" Emma asked biting her lip.

"They will." Davy held her face in his hands. She looked into his blue Caribbean eyes and his blond hair move in his face with the wind. He moved closer.

"Do you know what you have to do to earn this kiss?" Emma whispered.

"What?" Davy whispered back as he moved closer.

"Catch me." Emma whispered and then ran in the other direction. Soon Davy ran after her. The sand seemed to sink when they stepped on it. She looked back, her hair flying in her face, and saw him smiling. The moonlight provided enough light to see. Soon Davy caught her up in his arms, and kissed her. She felt her back hit a sea wall roughly, but it didn't matter. They soon found themselves on a soft sandy beach floor.

"DAVY!" A shout came from the dock.

"Emma!" Both sounded at the same time. Emma and Davy broke apart and looked towards the docks where the shouts had come from. Will and Pearl stood there. Davy and Emma stood up quickly. Pearl stood there trying very hard not to laugh. Will stood looking at his daughter shocked. Emma glanced over at Davy who was glaring at his sister. She looked back at her father, and put her head back down.

"There you are Davy." Sparrow waltz up, "Come on back to the ship."

Emma walked in her as her father opened the door. Her heart started to race as she slowly moved inside. She glanced at the stairs to her bedroom for escape and started to walk towards them.

"No," Will shook his head and motioned his daughter to fallow him. Emma looked up at the top of stairs where Jack was looking down at her, his eyes practically laughed at her. She fallowed her father to the study. Will let his daughter pass and she walked to the end of the room and stared down at her fingers. What was he going to say? Will looked at his daughter's back with her head down.

"I'm sorry." Emma whispered, but loud enough to hear.

"Emma," Will began, "why did you do that?" He knew he should've chosen words carefully, and he also knew the answer but wanted her to say it.

"I don't know." Emma shrugged.

"Why, Emma?" Will raised his voice. Emma turned to him. Her eyes were tearful and full of rage.

"I don't know!" Emma shouted. "Father its not like we did anything!" Will raised his brow. "Fine we kissed! That's all!"

"That's all?" He questioned. "What happened if one of a royal navy man would've found you, or saw you two? It would be all over town!"

"But we weren't seen!" Emma threw her arms up in frustration. "Everyone thinks Davy's a gentleman from England, its not like it would've mattered any way!"

"Emma, gentlemen don't act like that." Will crossed his arms. Emma felt the rage inside her grow.

"What are you going to do?" Emma asked. "Get him arrested? Get all of them arrested?" Will looked at his daughter. Emma shook her head. "You wouldn't! Father, it's not fair! He didn't do anything, why are you being like this?" Will took a deep breath and sat down on a chair. He beckoned for her to come over to him. Emma reluctantly went. Will patted his lap, and Emma looked at him as if he were nuts. She smiled and did as she was told.

"Emma," Will smiled, "you remember when you used to do this when you were little?"

"Yes." Emma smiled nodding.

"Do you miss being little?" Will asked. Emma nodded her head slowly. "I miss you being little, my little girl." He brushed away some of the hair in her face. "You always wanted to be a pirate and now you are, and you disappeared from me. I just wanted to see you, but its hard now. You've grown up, and it's just..."

"You want me to be little again," Emma interrupted, and stood up, "but father I'm not."

"I know." Will nodded and looked up at her. He stood up too. "Just think Emma, your going to married soon, my little girl married." Will smiled. Emma stared at him wide eyed, and soon had a huge grin on her face. She gave a little squeal of excitement and gave her father a hug.

"Thank you." Emma whispered in his ear and then released him. She felt as if she were walking on air, and Will felt as though he was sinking farther into the ground. He lost his little girl.

Jessy snuck downstairs with a candle in her hand. She looked around the corner to see anyone there. She crept to the kitchen and she heard a sound. It stopped her dead in her tracks. Quickly she moved to the corner wall. The noise came again, from the garden. Jessy moved as quietly and as quickly as she could to the garden doors. She saw James and Alexandra there. They were talking, well James was and Alexandra smiling and giggling like a fool. Jessy rolled her eyes, but decided to listen.

"James, let's get serious." Alexandra smiled sweetly and controlled her laughter. "Suppose we do get married, were would we live?"

"Somewhere in England." James shrugged.

"Why not down here?" Alexandra asked, her smile faded, "Its so stuffy there, I can hardly breath. Suppose we stay down here. How about St. John." Jessy thought for a moment, St. John was near Tourutga, James would never go for that.

"Then St. John it is." James nodded. "Why there?" Jessy sighed, yes he would, her brother was that stupid, but why would a proper, English; lady would want to live near there. She probably didn't know.

"Its nearest to my home." Alexandra smiled again sweetly.

"Alexandra," James sat down next to her on the bench. "What ever happened to your mother, I never heard you speak of her." Jessy looked closer at Alexandra's face, she saw it fill with rage and hate. "If you don't want to talk about her its fine."

"No, no, no," She smiled, the hate and rage still there, "A pirate killed her, he went by the name of Jack Sparrow."