"There's a reason we've not seen you in thirteen years," Said Elizabeth, sitting at the table under the deck. Aaron was already asleep, which seemed strange because he was so interested in their lives, Jack and Will were sitting in the corner.

"What's the reason?" Malaya sipped the tea looking up a her.

"We tried to look for you. They took us back to Port Royal to be hanged. Your brother had already been-"

"My brother?"

"Liam," Elizabeth said. Her face changed. "He didn't tell you the whole story, did he?"

"No," Malaya said, looking back at Jack.

"Your father was the captain of the Flying Dutchman for ten years, hten came back to live with us. The curse had been broken, so we started to sail with Jack helping him on his stupid adventures which had an affect on Liam."

"It was a good effect!" Jack piped up.

"If you wanted him to get hung!"

"He didn't!"

"Anyway, Liam was four when you where born. He was found by the navy when we where found and taken to England. We haven't seen him since. But according to Jack over here," she looked back. "he's fine and living with a certain pirate."

"Barbossa," Will said.

"So, when we were almost hung, we escaped. But we couldn't find you, and for the past thirteen years we have been living in Tortuga, constantly printing out flyers and asking around for what seems to be forever. But now we've found you."

"I'll finish the rest!" Jack said. He stepped forward. "I've took care of you up until you were twelve. The bloody navy found you and took you to some tow to live as a high class priss."

Malaya was trying to take this all in. She was apparently a decent for the Flying Dutchman, had been living with a famous and rather smeely pirate for twelve years and had been taken away.

"Where's Liam?"

"That's the problem. We still need to find him. In the thirteen years we where in Tortuga, Will would go out at look for him."

"We need you to help." Will said.

"Why me?"

"Three people can go to England and ask for someone when they're known as famous pirates."

Malaya understood and looked up at the three, and Gibbs, who had walked in wondering where the rum was.

"So what do you want me to do?"