A/N: Thankyou so-so-so-so-so much to polkadotfrou for reviewing it for me already, a nice kind of emailed chat!

If you dont like what i am writing, dont read it, but all criticisms are taken onboard and i do like to please so any tips on how to make it better i would love.

seeing as i do like to please maybe you could please me by clicking the little purply button down the bottom and telling me what you think of my story line and whether it would be good enough for the great films of Gore Verbinski himself (not that i would ever be able to come up with anything so amazing, he is a such a good director!)

Im actually being slightly selfish here and i have based the character of Carla on myself (my middle name is actually Carla) so you can see what i am sorta like from this fiction. The only characters i own in it are Carla and James, the rest i do not have anything over them, and i would be glad if people could let me have my fun using Carla and make their own characters. Grrrrrrrrrr!!! she is mine!!!

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'Let me go now! Who are you? Will you just put me down!? I want to go home! Mother! Mother where are you?' Carla's screams broke Elizabeths heart, but she knew what they were doing was in her daughters best intrests, but Carla couldnt see that. Infact she couldnt see anything because she had a blindfold over her eyes and she was tied up. Jack had her held over his shoulder as they walked down to the Black Pearl.
Barbossa's plan was horrible, but it would work, it was fullproof and would be hard to go wrong. Will should never suspect a thing if it all went alright.

'Its ok Carla sweetie, everything is going to be fine, i promise. Mr Barbossa and Jack are going to take care of you, you are going to grow up with them until the plan takes place, it will be ok, you will be ok. You will be back with me and James as soon as everything is sorted out. Jack will explain the plan to you.'

'Mother i'm scared!'

'I know, i'm scared for you, but it is going to be ok for you, these are good men.' She scowled at Jack as she said this, the scowl said you take care of my daughter or you will have me to answer to.
'Carla i have to go now, your brother is going to be back soon, i will tell him everything that you are going to be told. I love you Carla, i will see you soon, very soon. I love you.' Elizabeth was too choked up to say anything more to her daughter, they had reached the boats and watching Jack and the crew settle Carla into the boat to be taken onto the Pearl, her heart ached to be able to stay with her daughter. They were not going to be seeing each other for a year and a half, a year and a half of heart ach for the two of them. Elizabeth started to walk back to her house and her son who was going to be asking many questions about the dissapearence of his twin sister. As Elizabeth was about to round the corner she looked back at the boat that was just about to board the Pearl in the distance and for the last time in one and a half years she looked at her beautiful little girl.

Aboard the Black Pearl Jack untied Carla's binds and as carefully as his rough hands would allow, he took her blindfold off. Immediately they were swamped with questions from the worried and concerned Carla.
'Who are you all'
'How do you know me'
'Why have you taken me'
'Why cant i see mother'
'What about my father? Will Turner, will i see him when he comes home?'

This last question made Jack turn a delicate shade of pink and stare at his fidgeting hands.

'Well, the thing is young Carla dear, William Turner is not as it seems, your father.' Said Barbossa unhelpfully

'Well Sir, thats just maddening the unhelpful.' said Carla, and as she did Jack, who had at the time been drinking from his bottle of rum, choked and sloshed the amber liquid all down his front, before crouching to all fours and choking. Barbossa and the crew knew why of course, that was a phrase Jack himself had used on their voyage back to the world as they know it from Davy Jones' Locker.

'Someone should help that man or he is going to die!' cried Carla, standing and pointing at Jack, bringing the crew back to the realisation that Jack was indeed turning a putrid purple colour. Barbossa quickly slapped Jack on the back and he stopped coughing and stood up, still attempting in vain to catch his breath.

Once he managed to regain control on his breathing he pointed at Carla and said 'Where did you learn that phrase Carla?'

'What phrase? Someone should help that man or he is going to die??'

'No, no. Thats just maddening the unhelpful. Where did you learn that?'

'Well sir, i dont actually know, it just kind of slipped out, i have never said it before, its an odd little phrase really.'

'Yes, it is rather. And its also a bit odd that you both should come out with such a phrase like it.' Barbossa concluded.

'But Sir,'

'Barbossa, Carla, you call me Barbossa,'

'OK then, Barbossa, what do you mean by Will Turner isnt my father? James is my twin, how can we have different fathers?'

'James... was he named after someone in particular?' butted in Jack

'Yes, Commadore Norrington, why, did you know him?'

'Yes, we sure did know him. I always knew your mother did like him at some point, well i suppose they were going to be married...'

'What?!'

'Different story, we will tell you some other time.' said Barbossa, 'But what really matters is the identity of your father. We know who he is.' Jack shifted uncomfortably and made sure he was looking everywhere but his daughter.

'Who is he? Because i really want to know, i want to meet him, as soon as possible.'

'Well lovey, you have already met him! He is aboard this ship, in actual fact, your father was the one who carried you to this ship.'

'But i didnt see because i had my blindfold on! Tell me Barbossa, who is my father?'

'Captain Jack Sparrow m'dear. This man here is your Daddy!' said Barbossa, relishing in Jacks embarassment, pulling him close and showing him to the young girl.

'My God! How much rum did you poison my mother with first?!' said Carla playfully walking to Jack and giving him a hug, which Jack returned quite awkwardly, looking over Carla's shoulder at the astonished crew.

'Its a good job you took your mother's looks darling, otherwise you would have no hope in life!' Jack joined in Carla's 'insult Jack' game holding her at arms length whilst he spoke, his eyes meeting hers for the first time ever. It was astounding how much like Elizabeth she was, in ways, looks, language, and even her accent. She was a however at the same time the spitting image of Jack, how she could look like both of them at the same time and still be just as beautiful Jack would never know, but she did it marvously and with great dignity.

'Now young lady, in a moment we will be allocating you a room of your own on board this vessel, and you can make it just like you wish it to be like, but first we need to tell you about our paln and what is going to become of you. Your name is now Carla Sparrow, and you dont know who your mother is, and your mother is in no way Elizabeth Turner, do you understand?' Asked Jack, amazing the crew how fatherly he suddenly became. 'OK, and also, our plan is that after a year and a bit, Will Turner will come and see us for some reason, and we are going to introduce you, and when he is due back on land he will take you with him and Elizabeth will be in charge of you once again. But when you meet him, you must not know who he is, you must adress him as Mr. Turner, and you dont know who Elizabeth or James Turner are. Doing this will get me and your mother out of the clear and it will also mean that you can be with your mother and your brother and have no questions asked. Any questions?' he added with a grin, counteracting his own sentence and seriousness. 'Now! Shall we see to that room?' they strode off into the cabin.

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