(A/N: I'm here writing from my cousins' house (You know, the ones that inspired this story) yet again when I should be at the movie theater WATCHING TROY! (Calms herself down) I'm fine. Well, one good thing about baby-sitting my cousins is it gives me tons of ideas for this story! =) So thank you to all of my reviewers and hopefully you enjoy this chapter!)

Disclaimer: I own nothing. (tear)

Jack breathed a sigh of relief as the front door opened and Will and Elizabeth walked in. "We're back." Elizabeth smiled.

"Oh thank you!" Jack looked up at the sky with a huge smile.

"DA-DA!" Isabelle screeched and raced towards Will.

"Isabelle!" Will grinned more than Jack with a full bottle of rum as he swept Isabelle into his arms and hugged her. Jack raised an eyebrow.

"You act like you thought you'd never see her again." He said.

"Well actually." Will began before being silenced by Elizabeth's elbow jabbing into his stomach. "We're just happy to be home." He covered, giving Isabelle a kiss.

"Well it seems as if my work here is done." Jack began to the front door.

"Wait." Elizabeth stopped him. "Would you able to do it again tomorrow night? The Commodore invited us to dinner and we'd really appreciate it." She said, ignoring the dirty look that Will gave her when she mentioned Commodore Norrington.

A look of horror came over Jack's face. "NO!" He screamed and ran out the front door, trying to get as far away from that dreadful night as possible. He ran to the docks, jumped on board the Black Pearl and was about to sail off.

"'ACK!!" A voice cried. He tried to sail away as quickly as possible, but the voice kept screaming in his ear. 'ACK! 'ACK!"

Jack awoke with a start, frightening Isabelle in the process. He looked around in bewilderment. He was still in Will's house, in the living room with Isabelle, lying on the couch. "I-It was all a dream.. It was all a dream!" He said somewhat unhappily. (A/N: Oh come now. You didn't honestly think I'd end it like that, did you?)

"'Ack sleepy." Isabelle nodded. Jack frowned.

"I fell asleep? But it was over. I was leaving. Will and Elizabeth had come back. Why can't it be over?" He moaned. Isabelle just laughed.

"Funny 'Ack." She giggled. He laid back down and shut his eyes, still feeling tired from his ongoing day of chasing around an active two-year-old. Isabelle leaned over him, her face mere inches away from his own. "'ACK!" She shouted.

Jack's eyes flew open immediately. He cast an evil look at Isabelle. "Just let me rest for five minutes. I'm begging you." He said, re-shutting his eyes.

"No! Wake up!" She said beating on his head as if it was a drum. "Play!" She continued.

"Ow! Okay! OW! I'M UP!" Jack exclaimed moving to a sitting position. Isabelle clapped her hands and grinned. "Yes, I'm sure you're ecstatic." He muttered sarcastically while holding his now aching head.

Isabelle crept up behind him and jumped on his back, locking her arms around his throat. "Ride! Ride!" She proclaimed gleefully as he struggled to breathe.

"AH! CAN'T BREATHE!" Jack cried, desperately clawing at her arms try to get her to relinquish her hold.

"Ride!" Isabelle insisted now driving her heels into his side like he was a horse.

"OW! GET OFF!" Jack fought her for another moment before flipping her over his head onto the couch with a combination of caution, force, and a will to breathe.

"Yay!" Isabelle cheered as she landed happily on the couch. "Do again!" She leapt for Jack's throat. He caught her mid-air.

"NO! No more rides, no more hurting, no more pain, NO MORE!" He said, exasperated with everything she had put him through in a matter of hours. No wonder Will and Elizabeth never went out. No one could stand spending that much time alone with this little heathen!

Isabelle's lower lip quivered and she let a small whimper. She wasn't used to being yelled at. Will certainly never did it. He spoiled her every chance he got, which was often. If she cried, Will would cave in instantly. She found that it would be harder to break Jack. He paid no attention to her whimper or the tears that were beginning to form in her eyes.

He had had enough. "No. Don't even try that. I don't care anymore! I'm not going to let you kill me just so you won't cry. Cry all you want! I'll even cry with you!" He exclaimed, obviously frustrated and irritated with the entire experience.

What Isabelle did next caught Jack off guard and was worse than if she had cried and sobbed for ten hours straight at the top of her lungs. She climbed up on the couch next to Jack, crawled into his lap, and put her head on his shoulder. "Sowy." She said softly, fully aware that she was the cause of Jack's annoyance.

It was then that Captain Jack Sparrow found out that he did have a conscience after all and it was kicking him for yelling at an innocent two-year-old who was just trying to have a little fun.

"I-It's alright. I'm sorry I was so angry with you. Just try to hurt me when you play your little games." Jack said, putting his hand on Isabelle's back.

Isabelle nodded in agreement. "No hurt 'Ack." She said.

Jack grumbled. "Curse my newly found conscience. I was all ready to be angry with you and put you in bed, then that blasted thing had to kick in." He sighed.

Isabelle just smiled. Jack shook his head and smiled back at her.

He discovered that this baby-sitting thing goes much smoother if you and the child actually get along.

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(A/N: Hopefully you enjoyed yet another chapter. I'll try to update sooner. Please review! Reviews motivate me to update faster, especially nice reviews! Thanks for reading!)