A/N: Hello, hello! I'm sorry that it has taken me so long to update, but I haven't abandoned it or anything, I've just been so busy writing it out on paper that its been hard to get to typing it. BUT, updates should become more frequent. I got some really good reviews that I appreciate so much! So I thought I would give you guys another chapter (or two ;) as quick as I could type it out, just 'cause you're all so nice and all :). Before we get started, first off I must thank my readers and reviewers of Chapter 2 (Secrets) :

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Thank you all for reading! On with the story...

Laughter floated up the stairs and through the thick wood door of Jade's bedroom, finding it's way to her ears. It was the giggles of her surprisingly and thankfully unpretentious soon-to-be sister-in-law, the soft chortle of her kind-hearted, though not always very understanding brother, and the booming chuckle of a certain devilishly handsome corsair. Jade was slowly brushing her uniquely coloured hair, a mix between dark and light. She continued to run the brush through the soft tinted gold waves slowly and carefully, failing to notice that her hair was already brushed out and tangle free. Probably because it took so long to make it that way. She examined the little stone bird around her neck once again. Before they had gone to find Elizabeth, when they were still on the hill, he had insisted that she keep it, and he put it back around her neck. "A jade for a Jade." He had repeated from that day that seemed so long ago. She smiled to herself in the mirror. She was somewhere else. Everything seemed so...distant. Jade was in her room, but everything, her bed, the window, the door, her intact sanity...all of it, everything seemed so far away, even though she was physically right next to it.

She felt as though, if she reached out to grasp any of it, no matter how hard she tried, it would always be just out of reach. Lurking there, not far away, taunting her like a toy held just out of the grasp of an infant. But yet she didn't try to reach out for anything. She just sat, incredibly still. She shook her head, trying to shake off the feeling, trying to return to reality and observed herself in her vanity's mirror. She was by no means perfect, and she knew it. She was no Elizabeth, the woman who managed to look perfect and put together in any and every situation. She stared herself down, not hating the way she looked, but not adoring it either. Jade quickly decided that she had had enough of her own deep brown eyes staring back at herself, accusingly. Other people didn't seem to be able to read her eyes, but she sure could. And it bothered her immensely sometimes.

Jade left the little white, gold-leafed vanity's bench for her usual place in front of the bay window, seeming to glide as she walked, not really feeling herself get up, and not really feeling the floor beneath her. Or just incapable of paying attention to it. This was definitely weird. The full, silver moon hung low in the darkened navy blue sky. The night was strangely starless, and eerily calm. No noises from outside could be heard, even with the window open, not even the roll of the waves, because the sea was currently so inactive above the surface. A second silver moon shimmering even more so than the other sat atop the dark, near black water. If it wasn't for that extra shimmer, it might be very difficult to tell the real moon apart from the illusion. Jade froze in her spot. There was something on the water that she hadn't seen before.

A ship. But...she couldn't have missed it. She was certain that it was not there before... it was a large ship, silent and luminous, lurking not too far off shore as Port Royal slept. The silence that had consumed Port Royal was unnerving, and Jade wondered if she had been frozen in this moment forever, and had lost her hearing. The ship didn't move. Even the laughter from down the stairs could no longer be heard. Everything appeared to have stopped, or at least slowed immensely. It seemed the appearance of the ship had just hit her. It was tall and dark with huge, tattered sails as black as the night, and a name painted across the side in black letters. Jade squinted. She could just make it out in the moonlight. Oh. My. God. It read 'The Black Pearl.' Either someone was making off with Jack's ship, or...or...there was something very strange going on.

Jade still felt numb, not aware of what she was doing, or seeing, other than the ship. She only became aware that she was outside long after she'd marched down the stairs and out the door. She looked forward, seeing the ship, and looked away, conducting a test to see whether or not she was going insane. When she turned back, the ship had not moved. Okay. Maybe she wasn't crazy. Either that or she was so crazy that she couldn't even touch base with her sanity anymore, seeing as the ship, that possibly was not even there, didn't disappear. It stayed put, and had a look to it...almost...as if it was...staring her down. Jade needed to see the ship up close, to examine it to determine if it was real, and what in the hell was going on.

She only just registered what had happened when she had left the house. In the foyer, she had seen one of the maids, Maria, looking at her intently, even though Jade didn't really see her. "Where ever are you going, Miss Turner? It is such a late hour, and you are not dressed to go--" She had said, but was cut off as Jade swung open the door and marched into the night, shutting it roughly, but not slamming it behind her. She had stared from the top of the grassy hill that was the mansion's front yard, down at the enormous ship. She had been certain it was there. Still registering all that had gone on in the last few moments, she was standing in the same place. She quickly made her way down to the beach, not taking in where she was going, barely aware that she was walking, and didn't stop until she ran out of sand to walk on, only stopping because her feet met water.

She became vaguely aware that she was on the beach, staring after this luminous ship that was the Black Pearl, in all her glory. Then Jade saw something. She seemed to drift out of her place on the beach, and felt as if...just where was she exactly?

"We can play it again tomorrow, Christina, but it's time for bed, sweets." A familiar man's voice stated.

"But, Daddy!" A very small raven haired, sapphire-eyed creature protested, lightly.

"Yeah...Daddy" An even smaller dark brown haired, chocolate-eyed creature protested, eyes sparkling, pleading.

"Tomorrow. It's late. Off to bed with you." He said firmly. They were in a small wood pannelled room, filled with two medium sized tables, two doorways, and some simple wall decorations, a painting of a sunset, a few less 'profesional' looking, but still very nice paintings, presumably the children's, and a few tacked up pieces of paper with writing on them that was too far away to read. The room was fairly dark, illuminated only by the dancing flames of some large flickering candles sitting in the middle of the table that the people were sitting at. The candlelight caused shadows to dance and flicker off of their darkened faces.

"Do as your father says. Get up on deck, and I will be up in a moment to help you."

A pretty woman with large blue eyes, and beautiful, long, loose black hair agreed. She had a pointed nose and fair, but still lightly tanned skin. The man looked up. It was Jack Sparrow. Captain Jack Sparrow, as it were. It all came flooding back to Jade, her sighting of the Black Pearl, and the arrival of Jack to Port Royal. But...Jack didn't look entirely the same. And who were these other people? The little ones, and the woman? His children and wife? But Jack didn't have a wife. That she knew of, anyways. Jade didn't deny the part about the children. In all fairness and logic, he probably did have at least one. His girlfriend, perhaps? Jack moved to pick up the adorable little monsters that weren't replying or trying in any way to obey his, and the woman's request. He held one child under each arm, and they laughed as well as protested this action.

"Daddy! Put me down, this instant! Down! Put me down!"

The black haired girl named Christina squeaked. Jade giggled. She sounded strangely similar to Elizabeth when she was protesting something. Then, rather abruptly, she gave up and went limp under his arm. The other girl, who looked to be at least one year younger than Christina, squirmed and tried to wiggle her way out without saying anything. For a moment, she gave up, then she, the brown haired girl, continued to struggle and squirm as best she could, and did her best to get away. Jack walked up the stairs, and on to the deck, without much effort. Apparently, they were on the ship.

"Lily Anamaria Sparrow! Can we please just do this the easy way for once?" Jack pleaded with the struggling brown haired girl named Lily, as he planted them both firmly on their feet.

"Oh-kay." Lily complied. Christina's dark locks bounced as she scurried off to get ready for bed. Lily sighed but followed her. Jack went back below deck. The woman who sat in the small room stood, and exchanged unvoiced words with Jack before kissing him and hurrying off to the deck to help the children. Jade wasn't particularly happy to see that kiss, as quick as it was. Jack sat, sighing loudly. This would be his time to relax, after what Jade presumed was probably a very long day. He sat for a moment, candlelight dancing across his soft features. He looked...perfect. Jade knew that everyone had their own definition of the word 'perfect,' and she had struggled for some time now, trying to figure out what her's was. Now she knew. She knew that her perfect was not immaculate, pristine, or an unreachable word and goal in life. But, however, it was magical. Her perfect, was delightfully imperfect. Special and one-of-a-kind. And that was how she wanted it to be. She was snapped out of her peaceful observation when two bloodcurdling shrieks sounded from above deck. Jack jumped, but was on his feet and out on deck in a matter of seconds. There, standing on the deck was an aged and in every visible aspect, unattractive pirate. He had grey hair, hard eyes and a weather beaten face from years at sea. He had one of the little ones, Christina, under his arm, and her struggling was doing no good.

The unnamed, but beautiful woman's back was pressed firmly against the older pirate's chest, held their by the same arm that held Christina. The other arm held a knife firmly to the woman's neck. Jade could tell that she wanted to kick him, but thought the better of it, with the knife pulled on her and all. "Reach for a weapon, Jack, and they all die." The Pirate warned.

Lily stood opposite them, no older than six, with a small knife clutched in a death grip in her tiny palm. This kid was definitely, with no doubt in the entire world, Jack's daughter. She stood up straight, feet planted on the deck, and she tried to look as threatening as possible, not backing down even as the older Pirate made threats that would thoroughly frighten most children her age. Jack saw this. The look on his face was of absolute shock. He had no idea how this Pirate got on his ship, unbeknownst to him. For a minute, he just gaped at the whole scene, and no words were spoken. Lily stood tall, still threatening the Pirate with the knife. "Lily, below deck."

"But--"

"Now!" He boomed. She did what she was told, somewhat, but didn't rid herself of the knife. She went below, going into a room on the immediate right. She stood on her tip toes and watched through a port hole that gave a view of that part of the deck. She couldn't see above anyone's chest, but seeing something was better than nothing. She looked around, searching for something, anything that would help the situation. She ran into the kitchen, swiping clutter off the counter with her arm. Then her eyes fell on the correct drawer. Lily forced it open and took her pick of large knives, sneakily leaving the room with a medium sized kitchen knife. She snuck down the hall banging very hard on a lot of the doors she passed, making her way to the end of the ship, below deck, to the other entrance to above deck. A lot of the crew angrily pulled open their doors, offering their best glares.

"What in the hell are you d--" A young female Pirate boomed when she saw Lily.

"Shh!" Lily placed a finger to her lips, turning to make sure that all of the awakened, and annoyed crew saw the gesture. "They'res...trouble, above deck. We need to help. John Barbossa--he's got my mom and Christina." She whispered loudly. Jade thought for a moment. John Barbossa? But that wasn't Barbossa's name...was it? Maybe Will had gotten it wrong. "Be inconspicuous." Lily ordered. "Lily, get your arse back down here, now!" The female Pirate whispered loudly. It was too late. Lily heard her, but she climbed the stairs, anyways. She placed the knife in her mouth, and flattened her small body against the deck. She couldn't see anyone from here, the cabin was in the way. Slowly, she got up and pressed herself tightly against the building, inching her way around to the other side, where the Pirate and her mother and sister were. Jade watched in suspense as Lily made it close enough to the others to listen in without being seen.

"...Look, Jack...me patience is running thin. Give me the ship, and what I want, and yer family shall live." The old buccaner's scatchy voice stated.

"Is that so?" Jack placed a hand on his chin as if in thought. "And what exactly would you be doing with them? Disposing of them on a desert island, or coastline? Or just taking them captive with you? And what of me? I 'spose I would be feeding the sharks. Sorry, not interested in that accord."

"Well, its that or ye can all die. It really is up to you, Jack." The man said casually, but he tightened his grip on the knife under the woman's chin.

"I think you can come up with a better deal than tha', Barbossa." The man, Barbossa rolled his eyes and sighed deeply. "Fine. I'll do something very, very nice, and frankly unnecessary. Won't even kill you. I'll give you a rowboat. You and your family sail off in your little boat into the sunset, unharmed." He offered.

"That still leaves the little predicament of you sailing off in my ship." Jack stated.

"It'll be one of those two choices that ye have the privilege of choosin' from. Otherwise, I can kill your pretty little woman, here, and this little brat that ye created. Its a waste of human life for ye to be procreating, Jack. Sparrows are just a waste. Then I'd be killing you, after you had the pleasure of watching your family die, and it would be a little more slow and painful like, for you, then I will sail off in what will be my ship. Oh yes, and I'll have me crew board and kill off the rest of your useless bunch of bilge-sucking poor excuses for human life that you call a crew." Barbossa explained. Jack glared.

"I ought to keelhaul ye right now..." Jack threatened.

"Oh, I don't think you're in any position to be doing that, Jack." Barbossa seemed to be having a thought.

"Wait...I have another idea. Since I'm in a rather nice mood tonight, luckily for you, I might add, maybe I won't go on a killing spree. Ye see, I don't really like to get me hands dirty." Barbossa explained. "How about I just take your daughters, and your lovely lass, and whenever you decide to hand over your ship, and it's contents, then you can have them back, unharmed. I like that idea. It involves the least amount of work on my part." Barbossa yawned.

"Oh yeah, and don't be firing off the guns when we leave, or we'll make sure that they all die." He added. Jade just noticed that Lily had begun to make her move. She started to sneak around, past Barbossa. It was painful for Jade to watch. She wanted everything to work out. No one seemed to notice Lily creeping along. She slowly pulled the knife out of her mouth and placed it in her hand in the proper position. She raised it up and...

"Ahhhhh!" The Pirate cried in pain. Lily had stabbed him deeply in the back of his hip in one unexpected shot, and extracted the knife dripping with Barbossa's blood. Yes! Jade wanted to yell triumphantly. But she knew it was too soon for that quite yet. The Pirate cursed the little girl loudly that he had failed to see. Lily was livid, and there was a fire in her eyes. She was silently screaming 'Don't you ever, ever mess with my family or you'll have to deal with me!' While he was doubled over in pain, he accidentally dropped his knife, and the woman was able to get away, and pull Christina with her, pushing her forcefully in Jack's direction. Jack caught her and sent her below deck, telling her not to come out. She complied more than willingly. The woman watched as the blood spilled out of Barbossa's leg, and Lily stood nearby, her eyes looking as if they might literally burst into flames. The woman went to grab Lily, but Jack stopped her and started towards her himself. She held the bloody knife tightly, still in a threatening position. Jack seemed to be mesmerized at this act of bravery and stupidity alike from his little girl. But she hadn't missed. She got him alright.

Barbossa grabbed her ankle, cursing her and reaching for her knife. She took another stab, and it landed near his knee. "Ahhh!" He cried out again. It was a smaller wound, just meant to get him to back off. Lily eerily calmly, still clutching her red stained knife walked back over towards her parents. Part of the crew had just begun to come out from below deck to help when they had seen Lily wildly stab at the Pirate. The female pirate, not to mention an older Pirate with large grey sideburns looked very impressed. Them and the rest of the crew made their way on deck. "Men!" Barbossa yelled in a blaring tone. Jade learned that she couldn't celebrate yet, as Barbossa's crew hoisted themselves up from all sides of the ship, boarding. They crowded in, menacingly, swords, cutlasses and pistols drawn, forcing the family and the crew into a tight, grouped togther circle in the middle of the deck. Jack's crew had their weapons drawn against the other crew, but they were locked in. They swiped swords, turning around, backs to each other, the little ones, Jack and the woman in the center. But it was no use. They were out numbered.

"Take the two young ones. And the woman." Barbossa ordered. Jack wouldn't allow that to happen easily. "Nevermind. We don't need the woman. Just take the kids." A cutlass was held to Christina's chin, and Jack knew that he had to comply. The kids were ripped away, and the woman was near tears, but didn't cry. Jack promised verbally that he would get them back soon, but Christina was crying as she was hauled off by a very ugly Pirate that was loosing his hair. Good try, kiddo. Jade thought silently of Lily's attack. Lily didn't cry as she was hauled off by the same man, but she did glare fiercely at Barbossa's entire crew. If looks could kill, the entire crew would have dropped dead at that point.

"Get your hands off of me, you filthy balding mongrel!" She yelled, kicking the ugly man forcefully in the shin.

"Ow!" He shouted. "And you'll do what if I don't? What are you, five? And don't make fun of my hair." He asked, laughingly, despite the obvious pain in his shin.

"I stabbed your Captain if I recall correctly. And what hair?" She said fiercely. She kicked him again.

"Stop kicking me, you little beast! And I do so have hair!"

"No, you don't."

"Yes, I do!"

"No."

Yes!"

"No."

"Yes I bloody well do!" He boomed insistently.

"Nope. You're in denial." She said coolly, letting him get all worked up. Jack watched and almost laughed, then quickly remembered the situation. She was so much like him. But then, maybe that wasn't a good thing.

"Look! Right here!" The balding pirate yelled angrily and shot up both his hands and pointed to his head, releasing his grip on the girls. Lily pushed Christina with all of her might, hoping she wouldn't fall, and it would give her a start so she would run. Christina ran below deck as quickly as she could while Lily decided she would distract the Pirate. It was just then that the slow, as well as balding Pirate figured out that he had messed up. Lily grinned as he lost the battle of wits to her six or seven year old self. Definitely the offspring of Jack Sparrow. "Come here you little..." He said, chasing after Lily. Lily was agile, and likely too swift for him, so at first she ran. She ran across the deck, and behind the cabin. In a moment the Pirate was creeping behind it. When he burst past the side, and to the back side of the building, she wasn't there. He thought that she had went around to the other side, so he peeked around the corner.

No such luck. He began running around the cabin at high speeds, trying to figure out where she had gotten to. It visibly took all of Lily's strength not to laugh. He finally stopped at the back, scratching his head before looking up, seeing nothing there, and abruptly marching off to look for her somewhere else. Lily relaxed for a moment before she realized that the abnormally stupid and bald Pirate was climbing up the side of the cabin, and had spotted her. She got up and ran to the edge of the building, and with a running leap, attempting what looked to be a very difficult jump to the mast. Jade gasped as Lily was airborne. She landed forcefully on the mast. Jade heaved a sigh of relief. Lily righted herself on the mast, and gained her balance. Then she walked down one of the poles, trying to figure out what her next move would be. She spotted a rope at the side of the mast, one of many, not there for this reason at all, although it seemed to be strategically placed for such situations.

Jade thought it looked as though she was contemplating using it. Lily turned to see what the unsightly Pirate was up to. She noticed that he was thinking about attempting the jump. It was a long way to the ground, and a long way to jump, and Jade noticed that his hefty beer gut would not help him gracefully make it to the mast. That is, if he could at all. Lily had scrambled up and was making her way across one of the poles on the mast, carefully. She looked up to see him eyeing her, angry that he couldn't reach her easily. "Nah, nah!" Lily said cockily, sticking her tongue out at the filthy, bug-eyed buccaneer. She gained her balance and became quicker on her feet, making her way down the pole. "Come and get me, you filthy, stinking, balding bilge rat!" She yelled after him. Lily looked down. She gulped. It was a long way down there. She noticed that everyone on deck was watching her. Jade hoped that Jack would think to try to get away while everyone was paying attention to Lily, and she could tell that Lily was thinking the same thing. Lily turned to watch the Pirate. It seemed he had come to a decision. The Pirate looked down before wildly lifting off and leaping into the air towards the mast. He reached his arms up and he kicked wildly in the air--and he missed. Jade watched the look on his face as he fell, sent crashing to the deck below. Ouch.

Jade watched with laboured breath as Jack escaped from the circle when some of Barbossa's crew came rushing to the fallen Pirate's aid. He grabbed the woman, even though she was already making her way out of the crowd. He removed his pistol from it's holster in record time and climbed up onto the edge of the ship, holding onto some ropes for balance, so he could see everyone on deck. He knew that he was likely beaten, that was apparent, but he was Captain Jack Sparrow, and he wasn't the type to give up. His children appeared to be safe for now, though. Lily had a semi-triumphant look on her face. That is, until she saw Christina being dragged out from below deck kicking and screaming by a tall, skinny, chicken-legged Pirate. Lily's face went white, and Jack's followed suit. The Pirate dragged the girl over to the opposite side of the ship as Jack, and dangled a trembling Christina over the side. "Put down the pistol. Now." Jack sheathed it. He wouldn't let them kill his daughter. "Good boy." The Pirate said with an evil smirk. "Get down here now, girl, or your sister will be shark meat!" He called, grinning despicably as he spoke. Lily looked down at her father. She complied, slowly climbing down, and finally reaching the deck. The skinny Pirate put Christina back over the side of the ship, and planted her feet back on the deck, not releasing his grip. He grabbed Lily in his other hand.

"We'll be leaving with yer brats, now. If ye decide ta honour the deal, then come by before the week is over, and your monsters will be unharmed. After that...I haven't thought about it yet, so ye best be coming by, before the week is over." John Barbossa spoke from the deck of his ship, floating beside the Black Pearl, clutching his now bandaged leg. Jade thought that Lily had gotten the knife in his leg quite deep, and he could even bleed to death if no one knew proper first aid. With that, the man started dragging the children off, kicking and screaming. The woman, presumably their mother started crying quietly, holding her head in her hands. Jack looked helpless and forlorn, and he seemed to stare off into space.

"Daddy, Mommy, you are going to come get us back, right?" Christina said, in such a sad voice, the volume just above a whisper.

"Oh course, luv, of course, as soon as we can. Lily will take care of you." Jack promised, quietly, stating what he knew. As the man tried to put them over the side of the Pearl, passing them to another Pirate on the other ship, Lily quickly removed the knife from her jacket and took a wild stab at Chicken Legs. She got him, just barely, in the side of the arm. He winced, but she hadn't gotten very much of him, so he grabbed Lily by the wrist, and squeezed, making her drop the knife. She and Christina were then passed off to a rather large Pirate, and the rest of the crew boarded the ship, and in a moment, they were gone. The woman collapsed into Jack, and Jack did the same, but without the tears. He hugged the woman tightly to his chest, and promised her that he would get them back. He made her look into his chocolate eyes, and he vowed to get their children back.

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Jade shot up in bed, waking with a start. She shook her head slightly, trying to shake herself back to reality. Was it just a dream, or...something more? She couldn't always tell the difference anymore. Wait a minute... What if it was all a dream, and the last few days? That would mean that Jack's return was a dream. No, please no... Jade thought to herself as she peeled off her thick down quilt and swung her legs over the side of her bed. Jade quickly dressed herself in tight white breeches that ended just below her knees and a billowy white v-neck blouse embroidered with beautiful red roses with emerald green stems, on one side at the bottom, and at the neckline. She loved it. Will had brought it back for her when he'd come back from Singapore. Jade opened her curtains slightly and examined what dwelled outside. She guessed that it had to be at least noon from how light it was outside, and how high in the sky the sun was. The maids didn't wake her anymore, unless they had a death wish. She quickly brushed her hair and tied a white bandana around the top of her head.

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