Hi again! Jack and Angelica meet again! And for the first time, he meets his son! What will Jack say and think?

DISCLAIMER: I will never own POTC.

"Only one person alive knows that move... Always wanted to do that. Hello Angelica."

Chapter 5

"You tricked me! I trusted you!" Angelica yelled at Elizabeth. "Angelica, it wasn't Elizabeth's fault," Jack said as he turned her to look at him. He was standing by this time. "You... you killed my father, Jack," Angelica hissed. "Now, did I stab him? No. I saved your life. He did what every father should have done, saved his little girl," Jack said softly. Angelica went to slap Jack, but he caught her hand right before it hit him. She tried to hit him with the other hand but Jack was holding on to that one also. Angelica smiled. "Jack, do you know who Arabella Smith is?"

"Yes. She was one of my best friends went I was a teenager. Why do you ask?"

"She sent this to me." Angelica handed Jack the letter and he read it. He looked at Angelica when he read the part when it said "I hear 'The Captain' is the father." "So you were telling the truth," Jack said. "What truth?" Elizabeth piped in.

"Yes, I was. And you were drunk."

"When was he drunk?" Elizabeth asked. "When is he never," Gibbs said. Elizabeth laughed at that. But Jack's attention was still on the letter. "So what's his name?" he asked Angelica. "Matthew Edward," she replied. Elizabeth's jaw dropped. She realized that they were talking about her child. Their child. Elizabeth was speechless. Jack laughed. "What're you laughing at?" Angelica asked. "Look at Lizzie," he replied, still laughing hard. Angelica looked at her and she started to laugh. Then Gibbs started to laugh as well. "Don't laugh! It's not funny!" Elizabeth protested. "Not from your view, but your face is priceless. Even more than when you decided to leave me to the Kraken. Ha ha. Funny stuff," Jack said. Angelica stopped laughing at that point and looked at Jack.

"What?"

"What's what?"

"What did you just say?"

"About how priceless Elizabeth's face was?"

"Yes. That. What did you say about a kraken?"

"Oh. That." Jack started to tell the story of how Elizabeth left him on the Black Pearl to be eaten by the Kraken. Angelica kept looking at Elizabeth like she saw a ghost. After Jack was done telling the story, Angelica walked over to Elizabeth and said, "It's like you knew me forever! Good job!" Jack had the most shocked expression that he had ever worn on his face. Gibbs started to laugh, but Jack shot him a look that shut him up immediately.

"So, are you going to show me how to get the Pearl out of the bottle? Or are you just going to stall us?" Jack asked Angelica. "I will show you, but you have to promise me to kill the one legged man. He deserves to pay for what he did," Angelica said vengefully. "Who's the one legged man?" Elizabeth whispered to Gibbs. "I think it's Barbossa," he said. Captain Hector Barbossa. The memories of him filled Elizabeth's mind. When he kidnapped her. When he stranded her on the deserted island with Jack. When he came back from the dead. And when he help them win the war with the East India Trading Company. But why did they call him the one legged man? "Excuse me, but why do you call Barbossa the one legged man?" Elizabeth asked. "Because he has one leg. Hence 'one legged'," Jack said. He told Elizabeth the story of how Blackbeard sunk the Pearl but Barbossa survived by cutting off his own leg because the lines wrapped around it like snakes.

"... so he had good reason to kill Blackbeard," Jack said as he ended the story. "No! He didn't!" Angelica yelled. "He had motive Angelica! Just listen to me for once!" Jack's voice rose as he became more irritated. "All he had was revenge! That doesn't count!" she spit back. "Angelica, please listen to me. If someone sunk your ship, how would you feel? How would you feel?"

"I'd feel angry..."

"... And want revenge."

"Yes but they didn't make me cut of my own leg!"

"So you're just backing up Barbossa now because you understand my point, finally."

"No, I don't Sparrow! You son of a..." "Mother! Is something wrong?" Matthew entered the house along with Tucker. "We heard screaming and we came running," Tucker said, breathless. "No, darling. Everything's fine," Angelica lied. "We're going to leave in a while Tucker," Elizabeth said. "Okay, mother," Tucker said.

When Elizabeth left, Gibbs went with her to go get the bag he had before, and Jack stayed at Angelica's house. He and Matthew were sitting in the living room when Jack asked, "Matthew, do you know your father?" "Unfortunately, no sir. Mother always says he's probably drinking or something like that."

"Do you know his name?"

"No sir. Mother told me."

"She told me who it was when you were out."

"Who? Who is it, sir?"

"I think it would be better if your mother told you herself now."

"Yes, sir. I've been wanting to know who he was for all my life."

Jack could hardly stand it. He felt so bad for Matthew, something he seldom felt. He looked away from Matthew for a second then continued talking to him.

"So... I know this is a personal question, but do you have a girlfriend?"

"Actually, I do. Her name is Amanda Valentino. She's so beautiful."

"Ah. I used to know an Amanda. Very pretty as well."

"Now sir, may I ask you a personal question."

"Ask away."

"How do you know Mrs. Turner and my mother?"

Jack was stunned at what he asked. He looked at Matthew like he should be in an asylum. "I'm sorry sir. It was just on my mind."

"No. It's fine. A boy should always ask what's on his mind. How I know Mrs. Turner and your mother... Well that goes far back. But I met Mrs. Turner when she lived here about fifteen years ago, maybe even longer, can't keep track. She wasn't married yet, but she was in love with Mr. Turner. He proposed after I left here. And I met your mother when I was in Spain and accidently ran into her in the street. We began talking to each other and we remained great friends. So there you have it," Jack said, knowing he lied about almost he told Matthew. "Okay, thank you, sir," Matthew said. "Matthew, please don't call me 'sir'. It bothers me. Call me Don," Jack said. He still didn't want Matthew to know who he really was.

They were quiet for a little until Angelica entered the room. "Oh Ja... I mean Don. You're still here?" Angelica asked. "Yes, and I just had a chat with your son. Why didn't you tell him who his father is? That's pretty cruel for a child not to know his own father's name," Jack said. "Oh. Then Matthew, go to your room. I'll be up in a minute to chat with you about that," Angelica said. "Yes, mother," Matthew mumbled.

When she heard his door close, Angelica looked at Jack and said, "Did you tell him?"

"No, all I said was that you're the one to tell him who his father is."

"What am I supposed to say, 'Oh your father's downstairs'? No, Jack. He's not going to find out yet."

As she turned to leave, Jack grabbed her arm and pulled her back. "Is he really my son?"

"Yes, Jack. He is. And you were very drunk that night. Trust me on this." She looked into Jack's eyes and saw that he was happy and sad at the same time. "Jack, it's not your fault. I have to admit, I did have feelings for you, but that was long ago," she said looking away from him. "As did I. But now we have to work together and help our son," he said, loosening his grip on Angelica's arm. "You're right," she said. "Jack," she said, moving closer to him, putting her hand on his face. "Yes?" he said, uneasy. "You have a piece of bread on your face. Just thought I let you know," she smiled and walked up the stairs. "She's one of a kind, that one," Gibbs said, as he walked through the doorway. "Yes, she sure is. But there's only one problem with that."

"What's that?"

"To get what we want, we have to do what she wants."

So... Is Jack really gonna kill Barbossa? Honestly, I don't even know. I just make things up as I go along.

~Sparrow789