"What?!?!?" cried Belle in a state of shock.
"Look, I was going to tell you-" started Jack.
"Oh and when were you planning on doing that?" shouted Belle standing up from her chair. "You knew all this time and you didn't bother to tell me," she said, her eyes now filling up with tears. When she got no answer she headed towards the door but Jack grabbed her arm.
"No, let me explain!" said Jack desperately, but Belle freed herself from his grasp.
"Let me go! I hate you!" yelled Belle, who now had tears rolling down her cheeks and she stormed out of the captains quarters to her own cabin.
Now Jack was in a state of shock, hearing that his own daughter hated him. He didn't care if he had only known her a couple of weeks she was still his daughter and that would never change. Even more so, she didn't know that the crew had also known who she really was.
The next morning Jack had told Gibbs what had happened the night before and he could tell that Jack was quite upset about the whole thing. He spent nearly the whole day not saying a word to the crew, shouting orders to the crew or just being his usual self. Him and the crew had noticed that Belle hadn't come out all day and now Jack was starting to get worried. The crew had turned in for the night with Gibbs on night watch and Jack at the wheel. He hadn't stopped thinking about what had happened last night and was prepared to do anything to have Belle talk to him again.
Belle sat on the corner of her bed up against the wall staring out of the window. She hadn't come out of her cabin all day; she cried herself to sleep last night and had spent most of the day crying. After a while she decided to go outside and get some fresh air, she knew the crew had gone to bed so no one would see her.
Belle went out on deck and took a deep breath of the salty sea air and then sat at the bottom of the stairs that led up to the helm.
Jack saw someone emerge from below deck and as he looked closer he saw that it was Belle. He saw her look out at the sea for a moment then sit at the bottom of the stairs. Jack signalled for Gibbs to take the wheel and decided to go and talk to her, she would have to talk to him at some point.
Belles then heard footsteps coming down the stairs from behind her and suddenly stop halfway and heard the person sit down. She knew it was Jack.
"Why didn't you tell me?" said Belle.
Jack sighed. "I just needed time to come to terms with the fact that you are my daughter, then I was going to tell you."
"Come to terms with it?" asked Belle as if he made up the excuse.
"Yes" said Jack impatiently, "It's not everyday a pirate finds out he has a daughter who he thought never existed."
Belle had to admit he was right. you wouldn't expect a pirate to have a daughter. "What was she like?" asked Belle.
"Who?" asked Jack a bit confused.
"My mother" she said sadly. There was moments pause then Jack spoke.
"Her name was Rose. She was whore in Tortuga, a regular in the Faithful Bride, I saw her every time I went there. I still remember the night she came up to me, the night she got pregnant with you, because I never saw her again after that. Because I was out at sea, I came back a year later and found out that she died giving birth, but it never occurred to me that I was the father of her child" said Jack.
He could then hear Belle softly crying. He saw her look round at him and saw her tear stained face and by the looks of it she had been crying all day. Although she didn't know it Jack was desperate for her to talk to him again, all he wanted to do now was to comfort her and tell her everything was going to be all right. She then got up and walked up the stairs and sat down next to Jack.
"I'm sorry that I said I hated you," said Belle who had started crying again, "because I don't."
"You know it is such a relief to hear you say that" said Jack wrapping an arm around her shoulder and Belle cried softly into his shoulder. After about a minute Jack spoke again.
"Now, going back to what your mother was like" he began looking out at the sea and Belle lifted her head up to look at him. "She had long dark brown hair up in curls and bright green eyes," said Jack looking at Belle. "I swear you look just like her", Belle just smiled. "You've got her smile too" he said smiling, this made her smile even more.
"But I'll always be the daughter of a whore" said Belle.
"Sweetheart, that is nothing to be ashamed of. Besides you will always be the daughter of the great Captain Jack Sparrow, now that is something to be proud of," said Jack looking at Belle.
"So what about this necklace" she said taking it out from her dress.
"It belonged to my father" said Jack taking the pendent in his hand, "The 'T' engraved on the back of stands for Teague, he gave it to me when I was about your age, but then I lost it after that night with your mother."
"Do you want it back?" asked Belle.
"No no, you keep it, the necklace has been passed down through the generations, so you might as well have it."
"Thank you."
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you about it before" said Jack.
"That's ok," said Belle.
"It's just that I needed time to get my head round it, and I'm still getting over the shock of it."
"It's fine, I can understand why you didn't tell me."
"Well that's all right then," said Jack and they both smiled. "Now you go and get some sleep because we got a big day tomorrow."
"What big day?" asked Belle confused.
"Maybe a few sword fighting lessons" said Jack quietly waiting for her reaction, which he immediately got. He heard Belle gasp then saw a big smile appear on her face.
"Really!?!?!" she asked excitedly.
"Of course! No daughter of mine will not know how to sword fight!"
"Thank you!" she squealed hugging Jack tightly.
"Your welcome" said Jack.
Belle then let go of her father, "Goodnight!" she said trying to stand up but Jack stopped her and kissed the side of her head.
"Goodnight sweetheart" said Jack. And he watched his daughter run down the stairs happily and go below deck. He was happy now that he got Belle talking to him again, he just hoped he was being a good father, it was still just a whole new experience to Jack.