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Mrs Captain Sparrow- haha, the thing about Norrington is that I feel so bad for him so I plunked him in the story. I thought you know, Jack should have an inside ally! Also, about the updating so quickly, I had written this previously on my laptop and was like, fighting my mind for a while on if I should post it or what. I copy five or so pages a night cos it's easy, but it still takes a while to type it all out… but it's great fun, I love re reading my work! Xo

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Whew! Hollllly cow, any quotes anyone may have that seen suitable for Isabelle or Jack, please tell me and I will either fit them into the story somehow or write 'em at the bottom! Much love goes out to you all! Kisses!

Later, when Isabelle and Elizabeth were getting ready to go shopping, Will and Jack sat in the parlor, talking. "How did you do that this morning with Isabelle," Will asked, astonished. "I mean, you didn't even say anything and she gave up!" Will asked, smiling broadly. Jack laughed.

"Well mate, it's not that hard really. Goes both ways," Jack said with a wink and patted Will on the back. "You'll get the hang of it," Will looked down with a small smile playing at his lips, then he looked up at Jack.

"Do you love her, Jack? I mean, do you really love her?"

"Yes," Jack said without any hesitation. Will had an idea and smiled.

"This girl, how far are you willing to go to save her?" Will asked, reciting a line Jack had asked him about Elizabeth when they first met. Jack nodded knowingly and smiled.

"I'd die for her. No worries."

A few minutes later, Elizabeth and Isabelle walked down the stairs both in dresses, but only one complaining about it. Jack smiled. It was Isabelle. Jack grabbed her hands and she struck a pose for him that made him laugh out loud. "It never gets old, love," Jack said and smiled. Will and Jack led the way into town and through the hustle and bustle. They stopped in a gold shop and Jack pulled Isabelle in after him. An idea struck him. The man behind the counter was old and had a kind face. Jack approached him and smiled.

"How are you doing today, sir?" the man asked Jack.

"Radiant, thanks," he said and kept his eyes on the things in the display. He waged his hand at the three and they went away for a little while. "Alright, here's what I need." Jack began explaining what he had in mind for both women. The shopkeeper watched as Jack's hands flew everywhere for emphasis. Finally, after a while, the shopkeeper nodded, knowing exactly what they needed. Isabelle watched from the seat at the end of the shop while the little old man came back out with two packages and handed them to Jack. He took them and paid then walked over to the small group. "And we're off to store number two where you two lovely lasses can go wile," Jack said and no sooner did he say that, Isabelle and Elizabeth raced to the clothing store.

After an hour in the shop, Jack paid the large sum of money with practiced ease, and strolled out with a heavy new bundle. Jack bought them both new boots along with the clothes. Jack handed the packages to Will, explaining that he had a little stop to make before they called it a day and Will nodded. He sat the two women down on the bench, both feverishly itching to get out of the dresses they were wearing and into some normal clothes.

Jack made his way over to a little store and walked inside. The bell chimed as he walked in and he looked up at it with a scowl. He had never seen the point to them. He shut to door rolling his eyes as the bell chimed again and he made his way over to the counter. A stout woman appeared and smiled warmly at the pirate. "How may I help you, Captain?" she asked with a heavy Irish accent. Jack chuckled; finally someone could guess he was a captain. He was a little hesitant at first.

"Well, see, here's the thing…"

"You want a ring for your love," the woman said, speaking the words Jack couldn't get out of his mouth. He looked up from his intricate study of the contents inside the glass case and met the woman's green eyes. He nodded and smiled a little. "Well, I have just the thing for you then, lad," she said. Jack thought it was weird having been called lad when he himself calls other people lad. He couldn't remember the last time someone even called him lad. He smiled as the woman came back out from behind the curtain with a small black velvet box. She leaned forward on her elbows and slowly opened the box. There, inside was the prefect ring. It was a tear drop shaped diamond set in a gold band and next to it was a gold wedding band, embedded with diamonds. Jack was speechless. The great Jack Sparrow had actually lost the words to say. He stared for a moment then looked up at the lady, finally finding his voice.

"They're exactly what I need," he said and smiled as she snapped the box shut and handed it to him. He started to pay her but she stopped him.

"I can tell this will come from our heart. That's all the reward I need," she said and smiled. She turned around to fix her shelves. "Good luck, lad," she said and Jack walked out. The woman turned around and on the counter were three gold coins. She smiled to herself and shook her head. "He will be an exceptional father someday," she said and pocketed the coins.

Jack returned to the trio, seemingly empty handed. Will gave him a funny look and Jack just smiled his trademark Jack Sparrow smile. He walked right over to Isabelle and laced his arm around her waist. Will knew he was stuck with the packages and Elizabeth took some too, smiling happily all the way home.

Back at the Turner house, Jack gathered the two woman and Will into the parlor, with the clothes on display. "Alright. Here they are," he said and stood back for the two to see. He knew which outfit each woman would pick and he was right. They both looked at him and smiled, rushing at him, shirts and hair flying. Jack tried to keep his balance as he was showered with love and kisses. They grabbed the clothes and ran. "Hurry up! We leave once the sun goes down!" Jack yelled after them. Will looked at him and they sat down on the couch, completely worn out after a long.

"Where did you go today, Jack?" Will asked, turning to look at the Captain. Jack looked cornered and nervous.

"Nowhere, William," Jack said hurriedly. Will looked at him and laughed.

"Where did you go today, Jack," Will repeated, this time firmly.

"When did ye become so bloody good at this stuff?" Jack asked and narrowed his eyes at Will.

"Well, I had a pirate Captain as a tutor," he said and Jack smiled, the light glinting off his gold teeth. "Don't change the subject, Jack," he said. Jack sighed and dug through his pocket. Will knew the second Jack's hand pulled out a small velvet box. "You're…" Will trailed off, tasking the box from him. He opened it and lost his breath as his brow furrowed. Even he, a blacksmith, thought it was a breath taking ring. "Jack, this is wonderful!" Will said and laughed. Jack smiled and pocketed the box. "When?" Will asked. Jack furrowed his brow and then laughed.

"At the opportune moment," he said and Will laughed, recalling the many times Jack had said that before. Jack heard the jingling from the stairs as Isabelle and Elizabeth made their way down. Jack and Will stood. Jack placed his hands on his hips and Will crossed his arms over his chest, both looking extremely arresting at that point. Isabelle and Elizabeth both walked into the room with little smiles on the faces. Will and Jack's mouths dropped open.

First off, Jack didn't think Isabelle could be anymore beautiful than she was that afternoon, but this just proved him wrong. She stood before him looking every inch the pirate she was. Be wore blue breeches that were tight around her hips and butt and around her hips were several gold chains. They dangled and swayed as she did. She wore boots identical to Jack's and a white shirt with the laces open a bit, showing off her tanned chest. Her long curly black hair dropped almost to her waist. She smiled as she saw Jack staring at her. She never felt more comfortable in her life.

Elizabeth was a whole different story. Will looked at her like she was a completely different woman. He, for one, was unexplainably happy they didn't have to pretend they weren't pirates anymore, when clearly, they were. Elizabeth's appearance had changed drastically. She wore black breeches, tight fitting in all the right areas. She wore a white shirt and black boots like Jack's too. But what was different about Elizabeth was her gold was in a completely different place. She had a gold wrap around on her upper arm and another wrap around on the same arm, but lower to her wrist. Instead of having gold chains wrapped around her waist, she had them hanging from her side, falling to her knee and then looping and coming back up to the original entrance where they were hooked into the breeches. Elizabeth's honey colored hair was in a low pony tail and was tied back with a black ribbon. Elizabeth looked at Will and smiled devilishly, knowing full well what was going through his mind.

Jack and Will couldn't seem to move or speak for that matter. All they could do was stare. Jack hadn't had the slightest idea that the clothes and the gold would look so, well, amazing on them both. James suddenly appeared in doorway and gasped. Isabelle and Elizabeth twirled around, chains jingling and smiled at seeing at James. He stared at them both and looked them up and down. "Jack…they…they look like pirates!" he said and furrowed his brow, thinking that was the ultimate point they were trying to make. Jack walked up behind Isabelle and wrapped his arms around her.

"Elle, ye look beautiful." Isabelle leaned back and rested her head on Jack's shoulder.

"Are ye sure ye wanna do this?" Jack said. For the first time, he feared for her safety. "What if ye get hurt or something…?"

"Jack, I can defend myself," she said and kissed him. "If you don't believe me, I'll show you onboard," she said and Will snapped back to reality while Jack nodded his approval.

"Wait, one more thing," he said and smiled when they all looked confused. He went into the other room and returned with a heavy bundle. He set it down carefully on the settee and slowly unwrapped it. He took the first sword out of the top and looked at it. He handed it to James and James smiled so broadly, Will thought his face would stay that way. Will then went back to the pile and pulled out the next one which happened to be Jack's. Jack took it from Will as he gave it to him and held it in his hand Jack had to admit, the whelp had a gift for perfect craftsmanship. The sword fit perfectly in his hand and it was just the right weight he liked to fight with. Will smiled and went to pull the next one out of the bag, it was for Elizabeth. Elizabeth laughed and held the unfamiliar sword in her hand, happy to at least have a sword back in her hand. It had been ages. She kissed Will on the lips and Will laughed, knowing there was no better reward than that. Although, he had one more gift to give. He pulled out the last sword in the bag and slowly made his way over to Isabelle. "I've wanted to give this to you for some time now," he said and laughed. "When you met Jack though, the design on the hilt changed a bit," Will confessed and smiled. "But, then again, Jack's did too."

Jack looked at the design on his sword hilt and smiled warmly. It was a sparrow flying with another sparrow over the water with a great ship underneath them. Jack knew exactly what that stood for and was happy it would make sense soon enough. The two Sparrows. The only two left in the world. "Perfect, mate. Thanks very much," Jack said and laughed. Isabelle hugged Will tightly.

"Will you don't know what this means to mew. Thank you," she said and smiled. She finally did look down at the hilt of her sword and laughed. It had a sparrow sitting on top of a half broken heart. The crack in the center of it was slowly fading away as it traveled up the heart, as though the sparrow was healing it. Isabelle smiled, knowing this was exactly what Jack Sparrow had done to her heart. Getting the hint, Elizabeth looked down at her own sword and smiled. There were footprints on it, depicting the children they wished to have one day when the adventures settled down. For now, the Turners were happy going on wild outings with Jack and Isabelle. They couldn't have been happier. James caught on and looked down at hit. The whole hilt was the same design as the cursed medallion they had all encountered nearly two years ago. James laughed out loud at this and Elizabeth leaned back to see it and laughed also.

"Brilliant Will," James said and smiled at Will from across the room.

"Well, now that everyone is happy, I suggest we make for the ship," Jack said and everyone nodded.

"I'll meet you there. I have to go and get a few things," James said and slid his sword into his belt, smiling as he exited the house. Isabelle and Elizabeth rushed upstairs and collected a few things. Dresses, extra breeches and extra things like that. They came back down stairs with just one trunk each and Jack was impressed.

"What, we're going to be on a pirate ship. I don't think it matters," Isabelle said and laughed. Jack looked at her and cocked his head. He walked over to her and pulled a stick of kohl out of his pocket. He traced a fine line under her eyes and smiled at his handy work. She leaned up and kissed him. He did the same for Elizabeth and they both looked even more dangerously beautiful than before. Everyone slid their new swords into their belts and made for the ship, just as the sun was setting.

Alright- that's that, my hands hurt I hope you liked it, I don't really like this chapter, but I wanted to write it anyway! You get a little foreshadowing in there…! Review! OOOh my god I love this quote with a burning passion- If I knew who wrote it.. I would give credit, but here!

He was my north my south my east my west. My working week and my Sunday rest. My noon my midnight my talk my song. I thought love would last forever, I was wrong. The stars are not wanted now, put out every one. Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun. pour away the ocean and sweep away the wood, for nothing now can ever come to any good.

-Desperado