Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean. Pirates of the Caribbean, its story and characters, is owned by Walt Disney Pictures.

Warning: To all Norrington and Elizabeth lovers, beware. This chapter contains slight bastardization, but it will be explained in later chapters why they are behaving this way.

Chapter 3

When they arrived at the Norrington home, all three pirate men were surprised to be greeted by not a maid or any other servant, but Mina. She was, for the first time in many years, wearing a dress. It was a light blue dress with dark blue lasses at the ends. Her brown curly hair was pulled up in a bun and her chocolate eyes were sparkling with joy. She seemed to beam with enough joy to light the whole island.

Mina flung herself at the three of them wrapping her arms around Will, Jack, and Gabe and pulling them into a tight group hug. "Father! Daddy! Gabe!" she squealed. "I've missed you all so!"

Will smiled at her. He had went from being called, momma to mother to (finally) father. Jack had went from papa to da' to dad (or in Mina's case, "daddy" whenever she was extremely happy or wanted something). Will held her fondly at arms length, looking her up and down. He smiled at her and put a fake look of surprise on his face. "Look at you!" Will teased, his tone was of mock surprise. "Is this really little Mina? You look all grown up!"

Mina giggled and slapped her father's arm playfully. "Father!" she giggled.

Jack then grabbed her and lifted her up into a tight embrace as he twirled her in the air. "There's me girl!" Jack said happily. He placed a loving kiss on her forehead as he gently placed her down on the ground. "How've ye been lass? Livin' 'ere hasn't softened ye up too much, has it?"

Mina shook her head defensively and frowned playfully. "'Course not Dad!" she declared proudly. "Do ye think a few months livin' in some stuffy ole mansion could turn the Pirate Princess soft?"

"Well they certainly do have ye dressin' like a girl!" Gabe teased and was rewarded with a flash of tongue from his little sister. The four of them had a good laugh, probably longer then they should have, but none of them cared. They were merely happy to be reunited again. It was the first time in nearly two years that the four had been together in the same room.

"Mina!" a voice called from behind her and Mina turned around and smile at it's owner. A young man dressed in clothes finer then any that the three pirate men could ever hope to come across. His hair was hidden under a powered wig, and his dark blue eyes were extremely serious for one his age. His young, but stern face glowed with slight nervousness and his cheeks were flushed with embarrassment as he stared at the three men before him. "Oh," he began awkwardly, "I didn't know that you had arrived so soon. I... ugh... I heard voices and-"

"It's okay, Graham," Mina said reassuringly, loping her arm around his and placing a supportive hand on his shoulder. "You've already met Father and Gabe," she said waving to Will and her brother. She then nodded at Jack and Graham's face suddenly became redder as the older pirate frowned slightly at him. "This is my Dad," she said warmly. "Daddy, this is Graham. My fiancée."

The words seemed to mcgdog Jack's heart. Hearing them from his daughter's lips, looking at this man in her arms, seeing they way they touched and how she smiled at him. His heart was breaking and his anger was starting to bubble inside of him. So this is the bastard who's stealin' me girl from me? He set his jaw and did his best not to slug the young man right then and there.

Graham reached out a nervous hand towards him, he'd never shaken hands with a pirate before, and he was certain that if anyone else found out about this, he'd die of embarrassment. Jack smirked, a glint of hidden anger in his eyes as he grasped the extended hand, secretly trying to crush the younger man's hand. Graham winced slightly, feeling the pain of the older man's grip and wondered briefly if this was how pirates greeted each other, by trying to break the other man's hand? However, before he could explore his theory by trying to crush his hand back, Will gently nudged Jack in the ribs, making the pirate drop the junior officer's hand.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, sir," Graham fumbled out quickly.

Jack flashed him a painfully false smirk. "Like wise," he said dryly.

"I see that our guest have arrived," a familiar voice said from the other side of the group. They turned to see the Norringtons standing side by side, masks of politeness held firmly in place, hiding their true feelings.

And so the awkward reunion begins, Jack thought, a feeling of dread and automatic boredom washing over him.

Norrington seemed much older now, more tired and worn, and had gained the slightest bit of weight, but he still retained the same presence that he did all those years ago. He still stood tall and proudly before him, a stricked no nonsense presence about him and his blue eyes were still quite cold and stern. He was dressed in fine clothes, powdered wig and all, but seemed a bit out of place now that he was no longer able to wear his naval uniform.

Elizabeth was still quite beautiful only now more womanly. He borrow was creased with wrinkles from the worries of parenthood and the corners of her mouth was framed with laugh lines. He golden brown hair was still as long and smooth as it once was. Tonight, it was packed tightly into a bun above her head as a long coiled rope of hair fell gracefully across the side of her face. Her dress was a soft golden color and hugged her figure slightly, showing that her shape hadn't changed much since last Will saw her.

Will smiled politely at her, but on the inside, he felt the butterflies in his stomach going mad as he stared at the woman from his past. So many thoughts and feelings pasted through his mind, just as they always did whenever she was near him. What would his life had been like had he chosen her over Jack? If he had never been bedded by the pirate. He fought all of these feelings away and just tried to remember that tonight wasn't about them. It was about his daughter.

Norrington smiled at them politely as he took turns shaking each of their hands, starting with Gabe. "Gabriel, correct?" he asked a bit awkwardly, grasping the young man's hand firmly.

"Gabe, please," Gabe responded as politely as he could manage and Will nodded slightly at him approvingly.

Norrington released him from his firm yet polite grip and looked him over briefly. "You certainly have grown since last I saw you. You couldn't have been more then six or seven years old."

Gabe blushed slightly and stayed quite, not knowing what to say.

Norrington then turned to Will, who returned both friendly hand shake and polite smile. "Mr. Turner," he said. "It's good to see you again."

"Please, James," Will said with a slight laugh. "We are about to become family soon. There's no need for such formalities. Just 'Will', will do." He smiled warmly at the man who had once been his rival for Elizabeth's affection.

He nodded politely at him. "Will it is." He then turned towards Jack, who was still staring daggers over at Graham, making the younger man squirm at Mina's side. Norrington stuck his hand out in front of Jack awkwardly, gaining the pirate's attention. Their hand shake was eerily similar to that of Jack's and Graham's only now, neither tried to crush the other's hand, Jack merely gave him a false smile as Norrington flashed him a similar one. "Sparrow," he said nodding at the other man.

"Norrington," Jack said, nodding back at him.

Now it was Elizabeth's turn to greet the men. She flung her arms around each of them in greeting and gave them all a quick, yet polite, peck on the cheek. Although, Jack noticed that she lingered on Will a bit longer then necessary, and the kiss she gave Jack couldn't even be called that, for it didn't even brush his skin.

Jack suddenly realized just how unwelcomed he was. Elizabeth was still angry at him for stealing Will, Norrington still had a distaste for him because of his career, and Graham was treating him like a stray dog that had wandered in from out on the streets. He felt like turning and leaving right then and there. Going back to the Pearl and drowning his anger with an abundance of rum, but only when Mina slipped away from Graham's side and over toward his did he remember that he was doing this for her.

"Why don't I show you to your rooms?" Mina suggest sweetly, seeing how uncomfortable her dad was.

"Nonsense," Elizabeth interrupted, either not noticing what Mina was getting at or sincerely not wanting them to go. "Dinner is ready. We'll have the butlers take your things upstairs while we dine."

If the greeting was bad, the dinner was a nightmare. It seemed the Norringtons didn't even bother to hide their disapproval of Jack and his family. The seating arrangements made that painfully clear. At the head of the table sat James himself. To his right was Elizabeth and next to her Graham. To his left sat Will, placed directly across from Elizabeth, a fact that seemed to make Jack squirm with displeasure. Next to Will was Mina who was more then happy to sit across from her groom-to-be. Next was Gabe, followed by Jack. It seemed that they were trying to keep Will and Jack as far from each other as possible, using Mina and Gabe as guards in order to keep them from showing any signs of affection towards each other.

Will noticed it, he knew it, but the blacksmith seemed to be avoiding the matter. Why? Why not point out that they were being rude to them, to his family? Was he actually willing to be treated this way simply because he thought it was the polite thing to do?

The conversations seemed to match the atmosphere of the room painfully well; awkward with false politeness and well intend insults. Elizabeth then turned and smiled at Gabe. "I heard that you were married recently Gabriel," she said kindly. "Where is your wife?"

Graham muttered something under his breath and received at jab to the ribs from Elizabeth. Gabe sneered at him. "She's at home," he replied, still not pealing his eyes away from the slightly younger man. Jack had to hide his smirk. So he wasn't the only one getting fed up with the situation. "She didn't want to leave our daughter behind and felt she wasn't quite ready to make the trip."

"You have a child?" Elizabeth commented, a bit of surprise slipping into her words. It was as if she were amazed that Gabe could have children at all.

"Yes. A daughter. Two years old," Gabe seemed to slink in a bit at Elizabeth's astonishment.

"What's her name?" Norrington asked, noticing his wife's tone and how it seemed to have effected Gabe.

"Rosemary."

"No last name?" Elizabeth asked innocently. The table grew quite then. Jack and Will had never officially given their children a family name. Will had wanted to give the children his last name since he had a feeling that "Sparrow" wasn't even Jack's real name, but Jack felt that as the "father" the children should be given his name instead. Neither were willing to back down and the two eventually came to an agreement not to discuss it anymore.

Gabe licked his lips awkwardly. "Well... ugh," he stammered nervously. "Silvia, my wife, and I... we did see that as a bit of a problem when we were about to wed... so I made up a surname." When Elizabeth raised an eyebrow at him, he continued. "I came up with a new name by putting the two names together. So... my full name would be 'Gabriel Sparrow-Turner'." He blushed slightly and looked down at his plate. The name wasn't very creative, but it was a name and it was better then having none.

Jack shook his son's shoulders slightly in order to comfort him. "Suppose that makes us all 'Sparrow-Turners' then," he said smirking. He liked the idea of having a label for his family.

"Except for Mina," Graham said a bit nervously. "Since she's going to be a Norrington soon."

Jack glared at the youngest Norrington for a moment before smiling falsely at him. "'Less she wants to keep 'err ole name," he said.

Mina looked thoughtful for a second. "I might," she said after awhile. "I never had a last name before and I do like Gabe's."

Graham seemed to pale in disappointment and fear. "B-but you and I are to wed," he said urgently. "As my wife, it's only right for you to take my name... so that we can pass it on to our children."

"The children can have your last name," she said sweetly. "I just want to keep this one for a little while. Maybe I'll take yours Graham, I just need to think about it for a bit."

Any fight that was left in the young sailor seemed to drain away as he gazed on Mina's smiling face. She had that effect on men. She could make a man's brain go to mush, making him abandon all logic and reason just to please her. "What ever you want," he said wistfully, leaning back in his chair a bit.

Norrington frowned at his son's love sick behavior. "You can't be serious Graham?" he began. "You're just going to end it like that?"

"Now now James," Jack slurred playfully, seeing this as a chance to finally act out. "We're guest. An' as such we should be allowed to do as we wish," he said getting up from his seat to move over between Mina and Will. Will gave him a desperate look, pleading with him not to do anything rash, but the pirate ignored it. "If Mina 'ere wants' ta keep 'err name, she can 'ave it." He gave his daughter a quick peck on the cheek for emphasis. He then turned and leaned over on Will's chair. The blacksmith stiffened at the action, praying that Jack wasn't about to do anything they'd regret.

"This isn't about being hospitable or not," Norrington continued, trying his best to look at Jack and not notice just how close he was to Will. "This is about family and tradition."

"Well that's yer family an' yer tradition," Jack interrupted. "But, ye see, in my family, we don't believe in tradition." As if to make his point, he grabbed Will's chin, bent over and kissed him full on the lips.

Will stiffened even more in his seat, grasping at the arm rest until his knuckles were white. His eyes widened as they darted around the room. Norrington stared at the two with a look of horror and surprise, as if he were looking at the scene of some horrible accident. Elizabeth sat there with her jaw set and her lips pressed into a thin line. She seemed to radiate with anger more then anything else. Graham was blushing widely, his eyes wide as if to memories the scene in front of him and store it away for future reference. He looked as if he'd not only never seen two men kiss before, but rather never seen anyone kiss so honestly and passionately before. Will's heart went out to him for a brief second, realizing that Graham was brought up in a loveless marriage. Elizabeth still had feelings for him, and from what he heard, only married James because he had managed to get her pregnant. It was a scandal, but right now he was involved in his own scandal.

He thought of pushing Jack off of him, but realized he'd be pushing him onto Mina. That wouldn't do. Will felt Jack's tongue slip out and caress his lips. His eyes fluttered in pleasure, but his body fought of the urge to responded. It was only when Mina reached over and toughed on Jack's belt that they finally broke the kiss. Jack straighten himself and smiled at the family across from his, licking his lips unconsciously as he went back to his seat. Gabe and Mina were red with embracement and Will didn't know if it was possible to be white with fear and red with anger at the same time.

His fingers twitched slightly as he relaxed them from their grasp on the arm rest of the chair. He had to fight the urge to touch his slightly swollen lips with his figure tips or even his tongue. He couldn't take it, couldn't take the eyes on him. He got up from the table with a start, pulling the table cloth back a bit with him, but he didn't care. He didn't even excuse himself as he rushed out of that room and up the stares.

AN: Sorry about this chapter being late and the spelling/grammer errors that may be in it, but I just wanted to post it because this story is going on hiatus. Don't worry, it won't be scrapted, but I just want to re-think the story abit and plot out what is going to happen next. Also, I'm starting a new slash project that will (once again) involve mpreg. I'm like the mpreg fairy now!