1Hello everyone! It's been like.. 16ish days since I updated this story, so here is the continuation you've all been waiting for! Alonefreehearted: haha yea the snake bit everyone really seemed to like. I thought it was so cute and definitely something Jack would say. Thanks for the review! Angelwingz21: Thank you! I think it's cute too, ha. Keep reviewing! Gerrylover: haha yea that snake part is sweet. Katherine aww I want to scoop her up in my arms and kiss her! I know, but sad is kinda what I'm going for with this little girl. Thanks for the review! Aisuhana: haha thanks.. You know even the one word reviews mean a lot to me! Kris89: haha yea.. Katherine did kinda seem younger, but you know little girls, they always have that thing with their daddy's.. whatever age they are, they're always really close with them. That's probably why. Haha keep reviewing! Thanks! Emiliosloofah: haha 11:45 is nothing for me! That's childsplay.. Haha nahh I'm just irrationally ..up late at night. Anyway That is so funny that your tattoo is just like the whole Jack thing! That's so funny! I read that and I was like in shock haha. But I guess great minds think alike! Shopping next time sounds really good! Surprise me on where we're going next time with Johnny and Emilio. I really liked that hippies quote that Emilio said.. It was so funny I recited it to my friend and she like peed her pants laughing. Anyway! Don't leave me hanging so long next chapter, I love to hear from you! Thanks for the reivew.. Hats la vista dahling.

Here's your next chapter...!

Jack held Katherine in his arms while he looked down at the fresh pile of brown dirt piled higher than all the other earth around it. It was a somber service, the ground soggy from the rain yesterday and the moon shining above their heads like a constant reminder of all the people that had passed on, including Mary. When Jack turned to look to his right, he saw the gravestone of their mother, Julienne Elizabeth Rimes and then farther to the right, a grave without a person, their father, Jonathan Meyer Rimes. Lost at sea, it read in awkward etched letters against the grain on the grey tombstone. Julienne's didn't say anything. Jack turned his head away from the couples resting place and focused his attention on Mary's. they were almost done with the service, and Katherine hadn't even cried. He thought she didn't understand what was going on, but she'd seen three now, and when she walked up to the open grave with that dark brown coffin sitting still like it was death itself, she dropped a single white rose into the ground and watched with confused chocolate eyes as it hit the top of the coffin. She stood still for a moment, watching, like her sister would rise up from the ground just because she wished it would happen. She kept perfectly still until Isabelle walked up behind her and took her in her arms, scooping her up and away from the last remaining member of her family.

"Here, freed from pain, secure from misery, lies a child, the darling of her parents' eyes. A gentler lamb never sported on the plain, a fairer flower will never bloom again, few were the days allotted to her breath. Now, let her sleep in peace, her night of death," the priest finished and crossed himself, kissed his crucifix and walked away in quiet remorse. Tears streamed down Isabelle's flushed cheeks and dripped onto her chest, she turned herself away from Jack and Katherine so they couldn't see the tears she cried for a child, just a little girl that hadn't started her life yet. She quickly rubbed her eyes dry and smiled as she turned around sadly stretching her arms out for Katherine to lean into from Jack.

"That's a girl," she said and held Katherine close to her chest, rubbing her back gently as they walked slowly away from the grave. Jack lingered, his black mane covering his shoulders as he bowed his head in a moment of quiet peace. He remembered a prayer that he learned when he was in Ireland with his father. He crossed himself like he had seen the men do when he was there, and held his hands in front of him, fingers laced and head bowed to the ground below.

"May you have food and raiment, a soft pillow for your head. May you be forty years in heaven, before the devil knows you're dead." He didn't know if that was quite appropriate for the occasion, it was more of a sailors thing, but it was the only prayer he knew, and he felt the need to contribute. "Amen," he said and crossed himself again, following the lead of the almost forgotten men in his head all those years ago. He turned his back on the girl that he had never seen before in his life, didn't know whether her parents were good to her, didn't know whether she liked to sing or to dance, didn't know whether she liked to read or to write, didn't know whether she liked being the parent of her only sister, but she was named Mary Julienne Rimes, and that's what Jack did know about her. "Goodbye Mary Julienne Rimes," he said, trying the name on his tongue, for it was so unfamiliar and he would probably never say it again, nor would he remember it in a few years from now.

He walked toward his wife and their new little addition to the family. As he got closer, he watched her back rise and fall with her relaxed breathing and her blonde hair blew in the mild wind of the cool summer night. He ran his hand from the top of her head to her back and smiled when she shifted in Isabelle's protective arms. "Let's go home, yeah?" He said and she nodded and smiled slightly, obviously tired and wanting to see William and maybe a little bit of Elliot.

The Sparrow's all walked home except for the littlest one who slept peacefully in Isabelle's arms. She walked silently alongside Jack and wondered about all the information they had learned about the little one from the police officer. Her name was Katherine Marie Rimes, born on June 3rd, 1722, so she was only 3 years old. Her father was a pirate, he died at sea, Jack tried to find out his pirate name, but failed miserably. Her mother was a wealthy woman who married an even wealthier man and they lived in luxury until Jonathan died and then there was a rapid decline. They lost everything, Julienne became an alcoholic and the kids were neglected, she died this year around mid winter. They just missed Katherine's birthday by a couple weeks. Isabelle sighed deeply and saw the lights of the great palace rising up in the distance and she knew they were closer than she thought. She shifted Katherine from one hip to the other, and Jack reached out and took Katherine from her. She didn't mind, her hip was hurting and she was getting heavy.

"Thank you, darling," she said quietly and handed her off gently. Jack bent down and kissed her forehead, smiling sadly and winked, letting her know it was alright. "Tomorrow I suppose we'll have to take Katherine into town and get her fitted for some clothes." Jack nodded, although it wasn't a smart gesture, it was dark and Isabelle waited for a verbal answer.

"Aye," he said finally. "I suppose," he said. "What do you think Will and Elizabeth will think about this?" he asked her as they trudged through the thick grass and plants that blocked their way. Everything looked the same as the plant before and all the trees disappeared into complete darkness that enveloped them.

"I.. Well they'll welcome her with open arms of course. They'll wonder how she ended up with us, let alone where we've been for the past eight hours." She laughed lightly and pushed her way past a very tall plant. "But she'll be welcomed and no one will question whether she's a Sparrow or not," she said sternly, almost determined that no one would ask about the blonde hair.

"Aye, no one would. She was a Sparrow the moment we claimed her as ours. She doesn't know any better, she's young still." Jack kissed Katherine's head, pulling a face. "She needs a bath, Elle," he said and laughed when Isabelle's face broke with a smile at his unusual accented statement.

"Jack," she said lovingly and patted his back as they walked up the palace steps. The guards smiled upon seeing the Sparrows.

"Hello Captain Sparrow, Mrs. Sparrow. Where have you two been, it's very late," one man said and Jack smiled and sighed.

"Well, if I told you that, I would have to kill you," he said jokingly and the guard took it in good humor.

"Aye Captain." Jack and Isabelle walked safely through the gates and into the extravagant foyer.

"Get her into the bath and then into bed, I'm going to find Diana and possibly Will and Elizabeth," Jack said quickly, planting a kiss on her lips.

"God, Jack hurry up, I can't take care of both the kids myself," she hissed at him as he took off down the hallway cheerily. "Jack! Do you hear me!" she shouted.

"Aye, love! Back in a flash!" he shouted down to her. Katherine had opened her eyes and was sitting up in Isabelle's arms, watching Jack run down the hallway. She patted Isabelle's chest and furrowed her tiny blonde brows.

"Where's he going?" she said in a confused, almost panicked voice.

"Oh, now sweetie, he'll be back soon, he won't be gone for very long. He just went to say hello to some of our friends that's all," she said and smiled when Katherine visibly calmed. "Would you like a bath, Katherine?" Isabelle asked her gently, bouncing the little girl on her hip with some enthusiasm. Katherine turned her head toward Isabelle with her mouth open in a smile and her eyes brighter than Isabelle had ever seen.

"Yes!" she said in her little squealing voice.

"Good," Isabelle said as she smiled at the girl and carried her down the hallway toward the bathroom.

Jack burst into Will and Elizabeth's room, smiling and looking like he had been out fighting a monster in the jungle, his eyes had dark circles underneath them, and his eyes fluttering every now and then. But his shoulders were broad and strong and his stride was unhitched. "Why, Jack!" Elizabeth shouted, surprised.

"Why, dearest Elizabeth," Jack said and smiled at her, kissing her forehead as he bent over to look at Elliot. "She's beautiful by the way," he said and smiled again. "William! Whelp, come here," he said and hugged Will as he walked up to Jack. When the men pulled away, Jack held Will at arms length and studied his eyes for a little while, wondering if this was the right moment to tell the happy couple about their recent addition to the family Sparrow. He laughed under his breath and breathed deeply. "This sounds crazy, but there's something I need to show you, tell you and explain to you," he said finally and Will looked out of the corner of his eye at Elizabeth.

"Er," Will started, furrowing his brow.

"You too, of course, Liz," he said and offered her his hand. She took it without hesitation and looked at Jack straight in the eye.

"Are you drunk? Where's Isabelle? And the baby, is he still alive?" She asked a string of questions and Jack laughed at them all.

"Come, come, love. Follow ole' Jack." Will and Elizabeth looked at each other before leaving Elliot with the wet nurse and giving her instructions on what to do when and then they left with Jack.

They walked a short way down the hallway and Jack stopped suddenly when he heard happy cries coming from one of the bathrooms. He knocked on the door three times and then opened it and smiled at what he saw. "Oh, hello everyone," Isabelle said, happily smiling. She was kneeling in a mess of bubbles with her white shirt sleeves rolled up to her elbows and her black hair wet and dripping with water and bubbles that held a pinkish tint. There was a blonde little girl splashing excitedly in the large marble bathtub and blowing bubbles out of her hand and onto Isabelle. "Sit, sit, sit, sweetheart," Isabelle said, laughing as she scrubbed Katherine's hair.

Will and Elizabeth stood in the doorway, shocked and wide eyed. "Jack, where did she come from?" Elizabeth asked, her eyebrows furrowing prettily.

"She, is our new daughter. Her family..." Jack went on to explain the story his hands waving wildly in the air to emphasize the details and he made sure he didn't leave anything out. At the end he answered any itching questions the Turner's had and smiled when they laughed and shook their heads.

"She's really beautiful," Elizabeth said and walked away from Will and Jack to kneel beside Isabelle in the mass of pinkish bubbles.

"Hello, Liz," Isabelle said and smiled and Elizabeth nodded reassuringly, hugging her tightly to let her know what she was doing what the right thing.

"Hello there, miss," Elizabeth said sweetly, rolling her sleeves up like Isabelle's. "I'm Aunt Lizzy, how are you," she said and Katherine smiled shyly.

"Aw go on then, Kate, you're not shy, say hello," Isabelle said and Katherine blew some bubbles in Elizabeth's direction. "She likes you," Isabelle said and continued to scrub Katherine with an extra pair of hands.

At the end of the bath experience, the Turner's retired to their room with their baby, and the Sparrow's went to their room to see William. Isabelle picked him up from his crib and he whined until he was against his mother's shoulder and happily bouncing on her hip. "William, I want you to meet someone very special. Katherine, darling come here," she called and a squeaky clean Katherine came running into the room away from Jack. Isabelle kneeled so she could be at Katherine's level. "Katherine, you know what happened to your family right?" Isabelle asked as softly as she could and Katherine nodded quickly. "Can I be your mother?" she asked and Katherine pursed her lips and furrowed her brow, like she was in deep thought. Isabelle's heart fluttered and her mind raced, what if this little girl didn't want to be part of their family? Then what? But as if Katherine could sense her fear and worry, a smile broke out on her face and her eyes lit up again, her blonde head bobbing up and down. "Can Jack be your father?" She nodded again. Isabelle breathed a sigh of relief. "This is your brother William, and you're his sister," she said gently and held William out so she could see him.

"I never had a brother before," Katherine said and touched his fingers and they curled around hers, and it was like a spark, a bond between brother and sister. It started then and Isabelle saw it in both their eyes. Her own eyes filled with tears of joy and she looked up at Jack who leaned silently against the doorframe, his arms crossed and a smile spread wide across his face.

"I love you," he mouthed to her and she smiled, a tear slipping out of her eye.

"I love you too," she mouthed back, and looked into the faces of her children.

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Ahhh looks like this story is going to come to an end soon! But don't worry, I've already started another one. It's not a sequel, but I hope it gets the same response as this one did!

I hope you enjoyed this chapter! And the funeral prayer preformed by the Father was called Epitaph On a Child written by Thomas Grey, and the one Jack was remembering was called Old Irish Toast, and I'm not sure who wrote that. Ha, just incase you're wondering! ;) Here's your quote:

We all take different paths in life, but no matter where we go, we take a little of each other everywhere.

-Kate (Dessie)