(A/N – Ok, Jack is home! I missed you! No, I will not let go! I think you deserve a trip to Dairy Queen! We'll be back later peeps! Cya at the bottom! Maybe... Okay, Jack... you can stop! I'll let you ride up front!)

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-I own Lindsay, Jessica, Arielle Faye Turner, Rebecca Barbossa, Paige Castrella Madrine, Thomas Pikes, and the Meridian... yep. That's right... I own stuff...

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CHAPTER EIGHT: "Cheese curls?"

We stared at Paige. I was right? It was impossible... I'm never right! Plus, it couldn't be Rebecca... It just can't... Jack would've known! I knew something was fishy. But this?!

"You're..? You..? How..? It can't be..." Lindsay stammered.

"It is," Paige said. "I'm Barbossa's daughter." I looked at Lindsay and Jessica. Jessica and I clung to Lindsay suddenly and we screamed.

"AHHHH!!!!!" the three of us bellowed.

"Shh! I'm not Rebecca!" Paige said. "I'm on your side!"

"Jack!" Jessica screamed. "Will! HELP!!!"

"No! I swear!" Paige said. "Rebecca is my sister!"

"HELP!!!!"

"Will you be quiet and let me explain (oh no... I see a pattern to this somehow...)?!"

"Will!"

"Mary! Please let me-"

"HELP!!!!!!!!"

SMACK!!!

"Ah! She's violent! Just like her father!" Jessica screamed.

"Jess! Stop spazzing out!" I said. "We'll give her one chance to tell the truth..."

"WILL!!! HELP!!!"

"Jessica! Shut up!" Lindsay said.

"JACK!!!"

PUNCH!!!

"Finally..." I sighed. "Nice right hook there, Jane..."

"Never mind," Lindsay said. "We've got a truth to be found out..." She stared at Paige, and we sank onto Jessica's bed. "We want the truth... the one she was right about."

"Okay, I'll start from the beginning..." Paige said.

"Good place to start," I said. "Now spill it."

"When I was born, I was taken aboard the Black Pearl with my father and my older sister Rebecca," Paige began. "She's ten years older than me and we have separate mothers of course. She's twenty-five now. Well, I grew up on the ship. My sister and father were cruel as ever to me, but I could tell Captain Jack anything. He listened to me everyday and comforted me when I needed him."

"But Jack never mentioned Barbossa having two duaghters..." Lindsay said off in her own little world.

"Whoa... Jack did that?" I asked Paige.

"He did," Paige said. "And he was very good at it. We were best friends. Bootstrap Bill was quite nice as well. But Jack and I were closer than Bootstrap and I. So, several days before his marooning, Jack was letting me help steer the ship on a starry night. It was just the two of us on deck. That's when he gave me his old knife... said it might come in handy for me someday. It has... I've taken down a few men with it while living in Tortuga..."

"After the knife?" I said impatiently.

"Well, after he gave me the knife, he was marooned," Paige said slowly. "My father lead the mutiny and my sister helped. Bootstrap Bill and I hid in the quarters below decks while shots fired above us. He protected me..."

It was quiet a moment until she began again.

"Well, we went up on deck to see Jack shrinking on the island. I was crying... I wanted to jump off the ship to Jack. He called after me and told me not to worry. But I did. I spent a month crying and worried to death about him, and Bootstrap comforted me. They found the treasure of Cortez and became cursed, even Bootstrap. But I wasn't there to take any gold, so I was not cursed like the rest of the crew. But then, Bootstrap sent the medallion to his son, Will. And when my father found out, Bootstrap was taken from me, too. Strapped to a cannon and left to die even though he was cursed... I still wonder what's happened to him."

"It's ok," I said. "Bootstrap could've gotten loose..."

"Still..." Paige pressed on, "I miss him. Well, after all of the horrible happenings, I was kept on the ship for three more years until I purposely made my father mad. So mad, he dumped me in Tortuga where he thought I'd never survive."

"We're amazed you have," Lindsay said.

"Yes..." said Paige. "After I was left in Tortuga, I tried countless times to stow away on a ship to try and find Jack. I knew he was still alive. He was more a father to me than Barbossa. When I couldn't, I set up my little tent to get money. But I still always snuck on a ship when possible."

"Ever get anywhere?" I asked.

"Just back to Tortuga," Paige said. "And two years ago when I was a young fourteen, I heard the whole ordeal of Jack getting off the island and defeating Barbossa. He lifted the curse and got his ship back, and I was so thankful he was alive. I tried to seek him out, but no luck. Another year passed and I hear the tale the whole Caribbean knows – the story of you."

"I feel famous," Lindsay said.

"Everyone knows about you just like everyone knows about Jack," Paige said. "I heard the tale and believed Jack because he's never told me a lie yet. No one believed him of his crew, though, so there was rumor of his second marooning. Then he showed up in Tortuga not long after that with this ship. I tried to stow away, but didn't know what ship he now had. So, I went into a tavern and he was with a dark-skinned woman-"

"Anamaria," Lindsay said.

"Yes," Paige continued, "and they were talking to a barmaid."

"Did you say anything to him?" I asked.

"No," Paige said. "I was going to when I heard he was in danger. I couldn't find myself to say anything to him or approach him. It was a lot to contemplate at the moment."

"So, you had your chance and blew it?" Lindsay asked.

"In not so many words," Paige said. "I guess you could say that's what happened... but then, I hear nothing about him at all. Nothing except the story of the Littles still floating about the air... then you show up in my tent today... It's unbelievable. I never imagined this happening... I thought I'd see him again, but I didn't know all this future stuff would be dragged into it."

"Well, always expect the unexpected!" I said.

"I've been wanting revenge on my sister and father for so long for what they did to Jack," Paige said. "I was so happy when Jack had killed my father, and now I want to help him take my sister out. I'd love to see her cower at the hand of Jack. She will deserve every torment she endures."

More silence...

"And my real name isn't Paige Castrella Mardrine..." she said. "It's Lillian Paige Barbossa. I changed my name to avoid anything bad. But I would still prefer you calling me Paige... I really don't like Lillian that much... I haven't been called that in almost ten years."

"Ok," I said. "We won't call you Lillian."

"Can we call you Lily?" Lindsay asked.

"Jack used to call me that... Little Lily," Paige said.

"Hey! You're a Little! Ha!" Lindsay laughed. "Little Sparrow, Little Swann, Little Turner, and Little Lily! Cool!"

"Yeah, cool..." I said. Boy, was I a big meanie...

Even more silence...

"You're mad, huh?" asked Paige.

"No," I said. "And I'm really sorry about before."

"I should've told you," Paige said. "I wanted to. Friends?" She extended her hand towards us. Lindsay and I didn't hesitate a moment to shake.

"Friends," Lindsay and I said together.

"Well!" Lindsay said, jumping off Stewy's bed. "Up with you, Mary!" Lindsay started hitting Jessica with a pillow, and then she kicked her.

"I think you hit her harder than you think..." I said as Paige and I stood over Stewy and Lindsay. Jessica's cheek was really red and sorta puffy, so Paige and I knelt beside Lindsay.

"Yeah, I guess so..." Lindsay said. "I'll get something to wake her up..." Lindsay got up and went for the boxes of food in the corner. Well, if I know Stewy, nothing revives her better than pixie stix or rum... Lindsay pulled out a gallon of 'rum' and uncapped it, tilted it over Jessica, and-

"You're not gonna waste the rum, are you?!" I said, jumping up.

"Oh, well... It's revenge from the other night!" Lindsay said.

"I don't care!" I said. "Don't waste the lovely rum!"

"That's rum?" Paige said.

"No, it's iced tea," Lindsay said. "From our world... we just call it rum because we're not old enough to drink real rum yet."

"Well, you can drink it no matter what age here," Paige said.

"But this rum is yummy and she's gonna waste it!" I yelled.

"Oh, fine!" Lindsay said, thrusting the jug into my stomach. She went back over to the box and got a bottle of... Tabasco sauce??

"What the heck...?" I asked.

"Hey, it's from Mary's box, not mine!" Lindsay said. We bent over Jessica again and opened her mouth.

"A drop should do it," I said.

"Yes, but you're forgetting that I'm also on a revenge streak with her..." Lindsay said evilly. She popped the cap on the Tabasco sauce and poured half the bottle down Jessica's throat.

"This isn't gonna be pretty..." I said.

"AAARRRRRGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!" Jessica bellowed. "HOT!!! HELP!!! AHH!!! IT'S BARBOSSA'S DAUGHTER!!!! WILL!!!"

"Jessica! Shut up!" I said.

"SHE'S POISONED ME!!!!!"

"That was me!" Lindsay said! "I gave you Tabasco sauce to wake you up!"

"Lindsay!" Jessica said. "You're on the evil side now!!! Oh no... Lindsay... HOW COULD YOU?!?!?!?"

"Jessica! Just shut up!" I said. "You're fine!"

"You drink Tabasco sauce and be fine!" Jessica said. "JACK!!!"

"You are such a big mouth!" Lindsay said.

"Wait! Listen!" I said. I heard feet running downstairs.

"HELP!!! In here!" Jessica screamed.

"No!" Lindsay said, shoving a sock in Jessica's mouth. Jessica spat it out as Jack and Will came through the door with Elizabeth behind him.

"What in the blazes are ye up to?" Jack asked us. "Practicing torture? Well, yer doin' it all wrong for one..."

"No, Mad Mary is just spazzing out..." Lindsay said. "Living up to being called the loud-mouthed rum hater..."

"JACK!!!" Jessica screamed, throwing herself onto him. "Barbossa's daughter! HERE!!!" Will and Elizabeth came forward and we all looked at Jessica. Lindsay, Paige, and I bit our lips.

"What?" Will asked. "Where?" Will drew his sword.

"THERE!!!" Jessica said, pointing at Paige. Everyone glared at her.

"That's Barbossa's daughter?" Elizabeth asked. "But I thought..."

"Lily?" Jack asked, walking up to her. More shock waves go through the room... Lindsay and I smiled... Paige was telling the truth after all. Jessica was clinging to Will now and still flipping out like a skitzo, and Will and Elizabeth were appauled. The silence wasn't broken for a moment.

"Yes, Jack?" Paige said finally. Jack stared at her. She looked up at him, afraid of what he might do to her now that she had been found out.

"Did you know about this?" Jack asked me and Lindsay.

"She just told us the truth," I said. "We hit Jessica to shut her up because she was going crazy, Paige told us everything, and then we woke her up and you came in."

"Is that so..." he said, looking back at Paige.

"I'm sorry, Jack," she said softly. Jack smiled.

"Missed ye, luv," he said, giving her a one-armed hug. Paige smiled happily. I did, too... I'm a sucker at reunions.

"You're not mad about any of this?" Will asked.

"No!" Jack said with a laugh in his tone. "Very glad! I've been looking for Lillian a long time!"

"Who is she?" Elizabeth asked.

"She's the daughter of Barbossa and sister to the girl we're after now," Jack explained (AHH!!!). "You told them the whole story, did ye?" he asked Paige.

"I did..." she replied. "They got it out of me, and I was going to tell you all in a few day's time anyway. Sorry I lied..."

"No worries," Jack said. "So, decided to go by yer middle name, eh?"

"Yes, I like it better," Paige said. "No one's called me Lillian in ages. And when we're fighting Rebecca, I don't want her to know who I am..."

"So we call her Paige," I said.

"That'll be hard..." Jack said. "I've only known her as Lily..."

"Well, try," Paige, said.

"And you're psychic?" Jack asked. Paige nodded.

"I never told anyone," she said. "And in a few days I'll be sixteen."

"That old, eh?" Jack asked. "Well, we've got catchin' up to do!" Jack said. "Let's have some cheese curls and celebrate!"

"Cheese curls?" Paige asked.

"Future food..." Lindsay said. "Come on, Stewy..."

"I don't trust her!" Jessica said still clinging to Will. "She's crazy!"

"You're crazy..." I said. "Jack and her are best friends! You don't trust Jack?" Jessica took a moment to consider.

"Jessica!" Lindsay said.

"What?!"

-- 4 PM --

Ok, we spent all afternoon telling everybody everything. To put it simply, everyone is on the same page now. We can't reveal who Paige really is to anyone, not even Gibbs or Anamaria. It's too risky... Jessica isn't flipping out anymore, Will and Elizabeth aren't either, Paige and Jack told us their entire story, and then we all taught Paige the stuff about the future. Then we told her our nicknames, but then Will and Jack stressed again to use our pirate names... ugh. So, everyone's clued in on everything now... except for one thing...

"Did we set sail yet?" Elizabeth asked after our big talk.

"AH!!!" Jack yelled, springing up. "We didn't leave port yet! We were supposed to leave at noon! We've lost four hours!" he said, spotting my alarm clock on the dresser.

"Chill, Jack..." Lindsay said. "You don't even know where you're going!"

"Still!" Jack said.

"I can help..." Paige said. "I know where Rebecca's going now."

"You do?!" Jack asked.

"I'm psychic, Jack... remember?" Paige asked.

"No," Jack said. "So where do we set our course?"

"Isle de Muerta," Paige said.

"Isle de Muerta?" Jessica asked.

"She's sailing there to get gold... she'll be there tomorrow," Paige said with her eyes shut tightly.

"Tomorrow?" Will said. "It's not that long of a sail..."

"She's plundering a town at the moment," Paige said. "That's what I see. She'll get to her ship and head for the island around midnight sometime."

"Good enough," Jack said. "We'll battle her before she gets there."

"No!" Paige said. "Go to the island."

"Why?" Will asked.

"Wouldn't it be less trouble to battle at sea?" Elizabeth asked.

"No, the lass is right," Jack, said. "I'd like to recount the medallions in the chest anyway... see if any are missing..."

"Why?" Paige asked.

"I'd be nice to know if any cursed pirates are running around," Jack said.

"Or monkeys..." I muttered under my breath so no one heard me.

"What was that?" Will asked.

"Nothing!" I said happily.

"Right..." Jack said. "So, I'll round up the new crew, I've told ye the rules, and we'd appreciate it if ye don't come out of here until eight o'clock."

"Eight?!" Lindsay, Jessica, and I said in unison,

"Well, the crew will be settled in their rooms below by then," Will said. "And then you can come up on deck with us. We don't want the crew to see you right now."

"Okay," Lindsay said. "We leaving now?"

"Off to Isle de Muerta!" Jack said as they headed for the door. "Again, glad to have you back with me, Lillian. Really missed ye."

"Paige," she corrected him

"Paige, right," Jack said. He, Will, and Elizabeth closed the door behind them, and evil smiles crossed our faces.

"Do you three know Gibbs?" Paige asked us.

"Haha... yeah," I said.

"What about him?" Jessica asked.

"Let's gang up on him later..." Paige said. "If you're gonna teach me how to be a... what was it?"

"A twenty-first century American teenager?" Lindsay asked.

"Yeah," Paige said. "If I'm gonna be one of them, I gotta do something as crazy as you three would." We smiled.

"You're on your way to becoming one..." Jessica said. "Now! Who wants the shaving cream?"

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