Ok, next chapter...I know the last chapter was long, but, why are you guys taking so long...? Anyway, here's the next chapter and I hope you enjoy...

Chapter 35

4 years later...(Emma's POV)

Emma laid beneath the palm tree, listening to the breeze and deep in thought. The palms hit against the roof of the house behind her. That was the house where she lived. The house was large and peach colored. It was a few stories high and from every window of the house, you could see the ocean.

Four years ago, Emma had moved to Trinidad and Tobago. Anne, her cousin, had given her so much money, she could build a house by the ocean, buy a ship, have 20 kids, but still not run out of money. She managed the house and bought the boat, naming it, The Sparrow.

Alison slowly came behind her mother, and was about to pounce when, "Don't even think it, Ali, I have eyes in the back of my head."

The nine-year-old jumped back in surprise. Emma laughed at her daughter's reaction.

"It's alright, Alison. You don't really believe I have eyes in the back of my head, do you?"

Alison nodded and embraced her mother. She smiled. "Now what do you want?"

"Can I go into town, pleeeeease? I saw a dress I want to get!"

Emma sighed and nodded. She obviously had spoiled her daughter, way to much.

"Alright, fine. But have Angela with you. I don't want you getting in trouble."

Alison smiled and raced off to find Angela...

Alison's POV

"Come on, auntie Angie, you are such a slow pokie! I want to go home and show Mommy my dress that she let me buy!"

Alison raced down the dirt road, Angela trailing behind her. God that child is fast. I think we have to lay off the sweet stuff for that one...

Angela looked over to Alison. The small girl had ducked behind a very tall wall and was looking through a small crack in it.

"What is it?" Angela whispered.

"I hear and see some strange people. Who do you think they are?" Alison glanced back at Angela.

Angela listened in closely to what the people behind the wall were saying.

"Jack, do you really think it is wise to let your crew pillage the town?"

"Aye, whelp! They deserve a bit of fun, now and then...Ain't that right Billy?"

Angela peered into the crack. It was Jack Sparrow and Will Turner. A small boy walked with them, around the age of four. The boy nodded. "Uncle Jack is right, Daddy. It is fun to pillage, loot and don't give a hoot..."

"Drink-up me hearties, yo ho!" Jack finished.

Angela glanced back. Alison was missing from her spot. Angela had glanced around, finally finding her. Alison was perched in a tree right above Jack, Will and Billy.

"Ali, get down here now!" Angela hissed.

Alison simply shook her head. Alison turned and got ready to jump. She jumped and landed right on Jack's back. She held on to his neck. Jack was running around in circle trying to get 'the little beast' off his back. After numerous tries, Will finally plucked the small child off Jack's back. He placed her on the ground in front of Jack. Jack gave an annoyed look.

"Do you think it is wise, girl, jumping on the back of Captain Jack Sparrow?"

"Can't say you didn't deserve it!"

"What did I ever to your onesis?"

"Oh, please! Like you don't remember!"

"WHAT DID I DO?!?!"

"Just like a pirate to not remember anyone from four years ago!"

Jack shook his head and sighed. She was obviously not going to tell him. A woman emerged from behind the wall. Angela! From James's ship!

"Jack Sparrow! Tis not nice to pick on little girls!"

"Well, well, well, Angela the mighty and loyal first mate of James Barbossa. What brings you here?"

"I live here."

"Really? Then why must I concern you with 'picking on' little girls? Is she yours?"

"Nay, but the daughter of a friend. Please hand her over here and I will keep her away from you and your crew."

Jack could tell Angela was not telling him something. But he handed the girl over to her, anyway.

"Thank-you."

Angela and the child soon left.

Emma's POV

Emma was in her house, when she heard the door open. She also heard a bit of scolding on Alison's end.

"How could you! How could you ! Your mother is going to hear about it."

"What am I going to hear about?" Emma gave a bit of a confused look.

"HE is in town. Alison made the mistake of jumping on his back. He might have been following us here. It would be wise to say inside for awhile."

Just as Emma was about to say something, there was a knock at the door...