Max again sat, bored, on the swining bench hanging from her porch in Port Royal. She would see the boy from the hanging almost everyday, heading to the market place for his mother. He would watch her for a while as he passed by, empty handed, then come back with a few groceries.

Max would wave to him, unable to leave her house with the Navy always checking in. He walked back, carrying a very large load of things back. Max had to smile as he struggle to carry it all.

"Can I help you with that, lad?" Max asked him.

"You can leave?" he asked dropping a few things by accident.

Max looked down the road and saw a few Navy men, as usual there. "No," she amswered sadly. "But feel free to leave a few things here while you take the rest back. No body will take it here."

"Not even you?"he asked walking over towards her, hesitantly.

Max laughed, "Don't trust me, eh?" she smiled. "Very wise, never trust a pirate. Even if you are one. I can't reach over there, it you want to keep it there for a while."

"Thanks," he told her as she made a small pile of things.

"No probablem." she answered watching him. "What's your name?"

"Drake. Drake Doldrum," he told her proudly. "You are Max Norrington Sparrow."

Max smiled widely, "At least someone gets it right." She looked him over again, "Did you say Doldrum, like Duade Doldrum?"

"Aye, he's my father!" Drake told her happily. "Did he know you? How do you know him?"

"Yes, I knew him." Max nodded. "When I was a little girl, we used to get into trouble, down at the docks." She smiled. "What's he doing now?"

Drake looked down at his feet, "Mum says he's dead. He never came back from sea. Said it was probablly...pirates." he looked up to Max. Her smile left her face.

"Sorry, I didn't know." she told him.

"It's fine...did you know your name is the same as the last Admiral's!" Drake smiled.

Max laughed and pulled down her hat. "Yes, I did know that. Did you know that this was his house?"

"How did you know all that?"

"You Admiral happens to be my father. That's why our names are the same. I used to live here too."

"I thought you last name was Sparrow!"

"Kind of, I married a Sparrow. Did you know that's the last name of your...Captain. Is that correct? Johnathan?"

"You married Johnathan!" Drake almost screamed.

Max laughed harder than she thought possible. "No! I wouldn't even dream of it!" she laughed again. "I married Jack Sparrow!"

Drake's jaw dropped open. "Jack Sparrow? The Jack Sparrow!?"

"If you want to say it that way," she smiled and shrugged. "Although, he prefers Captain Jack Sparrow."

Drake smiled, "The same Captain Jack Sparrow that was caught, tried and sentenced to hang in the gallows? But he didn't! He fought off twenty soldiers just over there," he pointed to the fort. "Then grabbed twp parrots and flew off the cliff there."

Max listened to the twisted story that no doubt, Jack himself had thought up, and tried not to laugh. "Not the same as I remember it..." Max smiled. For some reason, she thought about telling him the truth, but what was the fun of that? "It was more like one hundred soldiers." That part was partially true, maybe not one hundred all at the same time, but the whole insident called for that many.

"One hundred soldiers!" the boy did shout this time from excitment. "Then he flew off the cliff, like his name!?"

Max snickered, "If you can call it flying."

"Then what happened?" He asked, but the answer was delayed by his name being called from down the road.

"I'll tell you later, you better go before you get into trouble." Max smiled.

"I'll come back tomarrow!" he said before running off with the rest of his things.