Mahalo to those who are still reading. (Mahalo is Hawaiian for thank you)

It was several months later before Teague showed his face again, coming upon Jack who was coming home from school, "Jack, did ya miss me?"

"Not a bit," Jack responded, "Why in the world are you back here, you tonto borracho?" (1)

"One, I have no idea wot you jus' called me; an' two, I came ter visit you an' yer mum," Teague explained before holding up a satchel, "Brought gifts too."

Jack eyed the bag wearily, "Did you steal that?"

"Wot makes you think that?" Teague asked.

"…maybe because you're a pirate," Jack replied sarcastically, walking pass Teague and heading home.

"Pirate Lord, to be exact, Jacky," Teague corrected.

Jack whirled around, "Don't call me 'Jacky', you poor excuse for a person…you're barely even that. A lord is a very noble person while a pirate is a thief and a murderer, among other things. Saying you're both is a complete contradiction!"

"Being a pirate can be noble!" Teague argued.

Jack scoffed, "A noble pirate, an oxymoron if I ever heard one! What is noble about being a pirate? They steal from honest people; kill said people, along with a myriad of other despicable and horrible acts!" Teague attempted to respond to that when he realized that Jack was right; he himself had stolen and killed countless times, the first one occurring more than the second. Jack smirked at Teague's silence. He turned around and walked off, saying over his shoulder, "You're silence says everything."

Neela noticed Jack's mood the moment he walked through the door, "Bad day at school?""A bad day at school would have been a lot better than runnin' into the drunken idiot," Jack snapped, tossing his bag into a corner, "I practically bit his head off."

"…Teague is back?"

"Unfortunately, yes…he's attempting to buy us over with something; I'm not sure if he bought it himself or stole it," Jack sighed, "Why can't he get it into his thick head, that we don't want him around?!"

"He has always been a stubborn person, Jack," Neela said with a small smile.

Jack glared at his mother, "But why does he have to be so, so…bloody stubborn!? Why can't he leave us alone! I don't want him around, you don't want him around so why can't he just bugger off?!" he snapped.

Neela looked at him in shock, ""Jack Cadan Sparrow! Watch your language, especially under my roof. You know it's rude! Next time I'll give you a whippin'!" she warned.

Jack winced before sitting in a chair, "I'm sorry mum... I'm just so stressed out. This wouldn't have happened if my so called 'father' hadn't popped up out of nowhere after...God only knows for how long he's been away," he said, placing his head in his hands.

Neela walked over and planted herself next to him, wrapping his arms around him and pulling him close. She smirked slightly, "You know you may not like the sound of this but...there are a few traits that your father passed onto you," she started.

Jack glanced up from where he resting his head on her shoulder, cringing at the thought, "What might that be?"

Neela looks at him and smiles, "You have your father's humor and stubbornness," She paused, and felt a little put off at that. Jack gives her a blank look, before deliberately hitting his head on her chest. She yelps, "Jack that was my breast you hit."

Jack groans and lifts his head off, giving the expression of tiredness, "Why did I have to be the son of pirate?"

His mother looked at him, "I can't tell you the answer to that, you have to figure that out for yourself. But remember this, Jack: there is always a purpose for someone, the purpose for their existence may come at any point in their life, but they will find it."

"When will that time be, for me?" Jack asked, hope glimmering in his eyes.

"Like I said, when the time is right, the answer to that question will come to you. It may be tonight, or tomorrow, but whenever that time is, you'll know it. You'll just know it," Neela said with a soft smile.

Jack just sat there in deep thought, 'Is she trying to tell me I was born to sail on the ocean? Is she telling me…that my sole purpose is to become…a pirate?'

Neela noticed the confused look on Jack's face and hugged him tightly before planting a kiss on his forehead, "Don't worry about it now Jack. For the time being, be yourself…be a kid and play, have fun."

The corners of Jack's mouth turned up slightly, "Can I go off an' see Bill an' Beck then?"

"Did you finish your homework?" Neela asked, to which Jack nodded his head eagerly, "Then yes." Jack grinned before giving her a quick hug and running out the door.

Neela smiled to herself before heading into the kitchen to get dinner ready.

(1) tonto borracho is Spanish for Drunk Fool