(A/N – Ok, I've sent Jack to his room for the time being for the giant rum spill. Don't worry... his room is fully equipped with television, stereo, and a window. Wait... hang tight one second... -runs back the hall- GASP!!! He jumped out the window!)

.:: PS - May not post for the next week or two :O... Sorry! Writer's block! Gimme time!

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-I own Lindsay, Jessica, Arielle Faye Turner, Rebecca Barbossa, the Meridian, Paige Castrella Madrine, and one more mystery character in the next chapter! They are mine!!! MUAHAHAHAHA!!

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CHAPTER SIX: "Craziness from the future!"

Ah, the Caribbean sun... nothing like lounging on a sandy shore. One thing wrong... half the beach in burning! I jumped up and Mr. Cotton's parrot flew onto my shoulder.

"Hello, luv," he said in Jack's voice. I jumped back.

"The parrot sounds like Jack!" I shrieked. "Ahh!"

"What's all the screaming about?" I heard a faint voice ask me. I started shaking and the voice sounded again. "Are you ok? What's wrong?"

"The parrot! Jack!" I screamed.

"It's ok, Grace!" I heard the voice say again. I opened my eyes to see Elizabeth over me shaking my shoulders. What the -? It was a dream? I looked around at the room we had redecorated. My clock said it was four in the afternoon. It was a dream...

"What?" I asked.

"Are you ok?" Elizabeth asked me.

"Fine," I said, sitting up. "Just a weird dream. Where's Jack? I dreamed he was Mr. Cotton's parrot!" Elizabeth stared at me a moment. Lindsay's head flung down from over the top bunk and laughed at me.

"You sounded so stupid," Lindsay said. She jumped down off the bunk next to Elizabeth and started mocking me. "The parrot! Oh my God! Jack's the parrot! Oh!"

"Shut up," I said. "Did you ever have a weird dream like that?"

"So what if I did?"

"Where's Jack?"

"Unsuccessfully trying to wake Mary up," Elizabeth said. We looked over into the corner and saw Jack wrestling with a maroon sheet while Jessica's head was stuffed under a pillow.

"Will! Get over here!" Jack screamed. Will, who was standing at the end of our bunk bed, ran over to help Jack. I watched Jessica and saw her laughing under that pillow. I beckoned Lindsay closer.

"Pile up!" I screamed. Me and Lindsay ran right at Jessica's bed and dived on it. Jessica moaned, and Will and Jack watched us. Lindsay and I started biffing her with our pillows, and Jessica started fighting back.

"Alright! I'm up!" Jessica said loudly. Lindsay and I retreated off the bed to Jack and Will's sides. Elizabeth walked over, too.

"Why didn't I think off that?" Jack asked.

"This is Stewy," Lindsay said. "She is not normal like us."

"You're normal?" Will asked. Lindsay hit him softly with her pillow.

"All three of us are crazy," Jessica said. "Craziness from the future!" Jack, Will, and Elizabeth stared while Lindsay and I laughed.

"If this is the way the future turns out," Jack said, "then we're all gonna die horrible deaths."

"Nah..." I said. "You got a lot of it down last year... sorta..."

"There's nothing to the 21st century if you just have fun with it," Jessica said, standing up. "It's all an adventure no matter where you are in time." There was silence for only a second when Jessica spotted her clock.

"Crap!" she screamed. "It's a quarter past four! We overslept!"

"No ye didn't," Jack said.

"We let you sleep," Elizabeth said. "You all looked very tired."

"And you have us to blame for that," Will said. "With us waking you up in the middle of the night and all."

"It's nothing..." I said.

"Sometimes I think we're nocturnal," Lindsay said. "So, we're out to sea now?"

"Been there for eight hours now," Will said.

"We sure can sleep, huh?" I asked.

"I told father Will and I were going off to sail for the week and Estella will look after Arielle. Now, I believe you girls wanted a nice long talk?"

Hours passed. We talked for what seemed like ages! We told them about Lindsay moving closer and Jessica's Jacuzzi, my new metallic red Sunfire (-big smile-), the parties, updates on our friends, the whole kit 'n kaboodle.

"Well, you've heard our year back in Grace's house," Will said. "Busy."

"And now we're sailin' after the enemy like we should have a long time ago," Jack said. "Now, dinnertime in the galley... ye hungry?"

"We've got our food right here..." I said as the three of us went over to our big boxes of food. "What some?" I asked when Lindsay tossed me a bag of Cheetos.

"Sorry, lass, but we're havin' dinner down below," Jack said. "If ye want, ye can come and meet Gibbs and Anamaria. It'd just be the eight of us to eat." I looked at Jessica and Lindsay. First in awe... Jack had turned down cheese curls! Then we smiled. I slammed the Cheetos back into the box, and we shot out of the door.

"Ho! Stop!" Jack said. "Go and get the cheese curls..."

-- Midnight --

"So when do we reach Tortuga?" I asked Jack. We were all up on deck. The moon was almost full, and the stars were everywhere. It was a perfect, cloudless night.

"We reach port sometime in the middle of the night, but we won't leave the ship til mornin'," Jack said. "Dangerous in Tortuga at night."

"Especially with all those drunk pirates running around," Jessica said, smiling up at Jack. Will and Elizabeth got it, so did Lindsay and I, but Jack didn't.

"Aye," Jack said firmly. "Nothing worse than being seduced by a drunk pirate! That's why ye shouldn't leave the ship til morning."

"Geez, I didn't think you'd hold us back from doing anything!" Lindsay said.

"I'm not!" Jack said. "Go and get yerself into a fix!" We looked over at Will and Elizabeth, and they leaned over to us.

"He's been watching Arielle and me too much." Will said. "He's never thought himself ever to be a parent, and I think that's what everyone thought. But now that you're here, he treats you like his own... Jane and Mary as well."

"Not very good at it, is he?" Lindsay asked.

"No, but he's always been a pirate," Elizabeth said. "And you just pop in from 400 years into the future... what do you expect?" I smiled at the thought of all this trouble they were going through for us. I was considered Jack's daughter, I knew that... but I thought a pirate would be so much different from my own parents! I can't escape! Help! Ok, I'm done... I smiled and walked up to Jack.

"We won't leave til morning," I said. "Not til you give the order, Captain!" Lindsay and Jessica came up to my sides, and Jack bent his brow. We called him captain... that got to him...

-- 11 AM --

"Now, ye remember to stay close and don't get into trouble," Jack said as he dropped the gangplank to the dock. Stewy, Linkin, and I stared in amazement at the bustling town of Tortuga. The only thing was that we had to wear pirate dresses... cheap flimsy dresses! We had swords at our sides from the blacksmith shop, and we looked like filthy sea scum maidens! Yes!

"Yeah Jack," I said blankly.

"Whatever you say," Jessica said.

"Now... er... wait... what's that?" Jack asked pointing at Lindsay.

"That's Lindsay," Jessica said.

"No, the thing in her hand," Will said.

"Oh! CD player!" Lindsay said, showing them my purple boom box.

"No!" Jack said. "Ye can't bring yer future gadgets out here! Ye'll be killed and called loony!"

"Chill out, pops," I said (well, he is my father figure, right?). "We know what we're doing." Lindsay ran down the gangplank and I followed her with Jessica.

"Be back at noon!" Jack yelled.

"Whatever!" Jessica yelled back. We stood on the dirt road looking around in awe. This place was real! And I thought it was just inspired by that boat ride in Disney World! Sweet! The taverns had drunk pirates and their ladies staggering in and out of them, and carriages were everywhere running wild.

"Can you believe this?" I asked.

"No," Lindsay said.

"Last one to the Faithful Bride gets swashbuckled!" Jessica yelled. She ran for the tavern at the end of the street we saw in the movie. We sprinted after her. Jessica and I went storming inside (despite Jack's preaching about staying away from drunks), but Lindsay fell back.

"Coming, Lindz?" I asked as Jess and I popped our heads out the tavern door.

"Shh!" she said. "Jack told us to use our pirate names, remember?"

"Oh yeah..." I said. "Sorry. We're supposed to stay low and quiet, too, but I don't want this town to forget who we are – the Littles."

"They won't remember you anyway," Jessica said. "They're all drunk!"

"That's the beauty of it, though!" I said. "We can do whatever and they won't understand any of it! Lin, I mean Jane, what are you looking at?"

"That little tent," Lindsay said. Jessica and I came outside and looked beside the tavern's corner. There was a small brown tattered circus-looking tent. On top of it was a sign that was scribbled on a plank of wood.

"Paige Castrella Madrine – Psychic" Lindsay read aloud. "A psychic?"

"Let's check it out!" Jessica said. We crammed into the tiny tent excitedly. Inside was a small rectangular table covered in a dark blue cloth. On the table sat an oil lamp on either said of a crystal ball, a deck of what looked like tarot cards, a bowl of potpourri, and a wine glass filled with water with a gold coin in it. Behind the table sat a girl who looked no older than Lindsay or me.

"May I help you?" the girl asked. She was wearing a raggy dress like Lindsay, Jessica, and I were, and she had straggly white blonde hair to the bottom of her back it looked like.

"Hello," Lindsay said. "Can we have our fortunes read?"

"Surely," the girl said. "I must first ask you each for two shillings."

"Shillings?" I asked. "Do you take cash?"

"Cash?" the girl asked. "What is-?"

"Or maybe checks?" Jessica said.

"Credit card?" Lindsay asked. "Do you accept Visa? Wait, I don't have a credit card..."

"Dip..." Jessica muttered.

"What are you talking about?" the girl said.

"Well, we don't have shillings..." I admitted. "But we can give you something!"

"A trade?" the girl asked. "What would you give me?"

"Um... ten bucks?" Jessica asked. She pulled a ten out of her dress and threw on the table. The girl looked from us to he money and back at us again.

"I was told something of good fortune would happen to me today, but I must have misread my own readings," the girl said.

"No, no, no..." I said "We're good!"

"We can do math!" Lindsay said. "Algebra!"

"You can," Jessica said and she and I stared at her.

"I don't understand," the girl said. "Please sit and the readings are my treat. I guess I should not tempt the fates with characters such as yourselves..." Lindsay, Jessica, and I pulled up three stools from along the side of the tent. We squeezed together in front of the table and sat the CD player on the floor.

"I shall do you first," the girl said to me. "I sense good karma between us." Lindsay and Jessica shot me looks.

"Uh... can you do one of them first?" I asked. "My palms are sweaty and it might screw up your reading." The girl eyed me and took Lindsay's hand. We smiled and leaned in to see Lindsay's reading.

"You have a good lifeline," the girl said. "Very long energy line as well."

"If mine's long, I can't wait to see yours," Lindsay said to Jessica.

"And I see –"

The girl stopped talking suddenly. We looked up at her and she was staring at me. We stared at her, and I looked at myself to see if I had anything on my dress. My brown skirt was clean, the black bodice was spot free, and the white top of the dress was too. The long baggy sleeves were the same, but what was this girl staring at?

"Oh no..." Lindsay whispered.

"What?" I asked.

"Your necklace..." Jessica hissed from behind Lindsay. Their eyes were wide and the girl was still in shock. I grabbed my necklace that was hanging in front of my dress. I tucked it away before leaving the Meridian, but it must've flown out when I was running to the tavern. My eyes widened as I clutched the wooden tooth.

"You're... you three... the Littles!" the girl said softly, rising slowly to her feet. We exchanged looks as she continued to look us over.

"Don't tell anyone!" I said.

"Oh, Jack's gonna kill us!" Lindsay said.

"Jack Sparrow?" the girl asked. "Of course! You're the Littles and the one with the wooden tooth necklace is Little Sparrow!" she said, pointing at me. "The daughter of Jack from... that future place!"

"No! Shh!" I said. "We're just here on business! I swear!"

"And all this time everyone thought he and his friends were lying!" the girl said. "I knew something good would happen today! He wasn't lying! I knew it! Where's Jack now?"

"Somewhere!" Jessica said. "Don't hurt us!"

"I'm not going to hurt you!" the girl said excitedly. "You're famous! Well, you were just a story that everyone thought to be thought up... but now that you're here with Jack, the story is true! It must be! Are you Little Turner and Little Swann?"

"Yeah..." Lindsay said as she and Jess showed the girl their necklaces. The girl's eyes sat fixed on the locket and sun for a time.

"Boy, Jack wasn't kidding when he said the whole Caribbean heard the story, was he?" I asked.

"Apparently not," Jessica said.

"Who are you?" I asked the girl.

"I am Paige Castrella Madrine," the girl said. "I sailed with Jack a long time ago... twelve years! I was on the ship with him when he was marooned!"

"You know Jack?" Lindsay asked.

"Doesn't everybody?" the girl asked.

"But you knew him personally?" I asked. "Twelve years ago? How old are you now?"

"Fifteen," the girl said. "But my birthday is in a few days. When I was four he was marooned. For three more years I was on the Black Pearl until I was left in Tortuga at seven. I've been running this little fortune telling booth since then and trying to find Jack!"

"You were on the ship with Barbossa? How?" Jessica asked.

"Err... I was hired as a cook," the girl said hesitantly. "Jack was like my father on board and I was so upset when he was marooned. I've been trying to find him and you can lead me to him! I heard the story of him getting the ship back and killing Barbossa two years ago. When I was on the ship after Jack's marooning, the pirates were cursed, but I was not. Jack lifted the curse with Bootstrap's son, and I was so happy Jack was alive."

"You knew Bootstrap Bill?" I asked.

"Yes... he and Jack were good friends," said the girl. "Then last year I heard the stories floating around about Jack, Will, and the governor's daughter going into the future and meeting you three. Nobody but a few loyal believed him, and now everyone will have to believe them because you are here! Living proof!"

"Err... thanks," I said. "But how do we know you are who you say you are?" I wasn't too convinced... she seemed like a desperate fan girl... How do we know she doesn't wanna kill Jack? Yes, I'm being suspicious... one of my many flaws...

"Take me to Jack and I can prove it!" she said. "Plus, I have his knife." The girl turned to a chest behind her chair and pulled out an old knife to show us.

"How do we know that's Jack's knife?" Lindsay asked.

"He gave it to me," the girl said. She showed us the handle on the knife, and on the leather that was wrapped around it was the letters 'JS' carved into the leather.

"Wow... you are telling the truth!" Jessica said.

"Just like Jack is about you!" she said. "Please take me to him! I'd give anything to see him again. But you cannot tell him who I am, promise?" I took the knife from her and compared the 'S' on the knife to the one on my necklace. They matched...

"Yeah, I guess..." I said, handing her the knife back. "We promise. He's here to get a crew to go after Rebecca Barbossa –"

"-who wants the ruby!" the girl said. "I know! I can help you find her if you take me aboard... I'm psychic after all. Do you think Jack will take me aboard?"

"He'll take anyone who can help," Lindsay said.

"And I think we can even talk him into letting you stay in our room," I said. "You could have the top bunk over Mary if you can keep the secrets of the future safe."

"Oh, thank you so much," she said, throwing her things on the table into her chest. "Will we be leaving now?"

"I don't see why not..." Jessica said. "You're definitely coming with us, Paige. You're hanging with us from now on."

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-I've got the police out looking for Jack... I'm worried sick!!!

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