Old Friends

A/N: The resolution of the previous cliffhanger. We see old friends and Jackie meets her namesake, the crews of the Black Pearl and Flying Dutchman- namely her grandfather. Also her mother accepts the way Jackie speaks and falls into the dialect herself but with her own twist on it.

Previously in Little Pirate Girl…

"Well, well, well. If it isn't King Lizzie and the Captain Turner," the swaggering one asked.

Elizabeth gasped, grinning. "Jack!" she yelled, excitedly.

Jackie jumped. "What?!" she yelled back at her mother.

Elizabeth stopped, looking between her daughter, husband and the man in front of her. She swallowed, eyes flicking to Will as they carried out a silent conversation as to whether to tell the two or not.

"Lis'en, luv, King Lizzie were talkin' ter me an' I'm th'only Jack 'ere, so I sug'est yer stay quiet till called 'pon. Savvy?" Captain Jack Sparrow of the Black Pearl swaggered up to Jackie, speaking right in her face.

Rummy and Elizabeth sucked in a breath. Jackie would not take that too kindly nor would she lie down and take it.

"Ferst off, I en't yer luv. Secon' off, me Ma were talkin' ter me. Third off, I'm Jack an' all. Well, Jacqueline, but everyone jus' calls me Jack or Jackie. Savvy?" Jackie returned, turning the man's words back at him.

"I'm sorry, what?" Jack asked, turning his head towards Elizabeth and Will.

"Elizabeth, we'll have to tell him now," Will said softly. Elizabeth sighed, fingers going up to fiddle with her necklace.

"Jack, this is our daughter. Jacqueline Elizabeth Wilhelmina Turner. Jackie, this is Captain Jack Sparrow, for whom you were named," she said.

Jackie blinked. She was named for someone? And that someone was not only a man but a pirate, a captain at that? Well, the pirate was a bit hypocritical given who her parents were but it was a matter of principle, was it not?

"Yer named yer kid after me?" Jack asked, face completely serene but his eyes betrayed his utter shock and… was that fondness?

"Aye, we did. If it weren't fer yer, she'd wouldn' o' bin born," Elizabeth nodded, forgetting her breeding again.

"Why wouldn' I bin born if it weren't fer him?" Jackie asked, hands on hips.

"Oh, Jackie, yer know why cause I told yer. Now stop askin' questions, I wan' say 'lo to th'rest o' the crew," Elizabeth replied, rolling her eyes and picking up the crate of rum. She handed one bottle to Jack with a smile before she moved onto the rest of her friends.

"Mrs. Turner. It's good to see yeh after all these years," Hector Barbossa smiled genuinely. "How have you been these last fifteen years?" he asked. Five years into Will's… employment upon the Dutchman, Barbossa had stopped by the town looking for Elizabeth. He never met Jackie, for she was spending the night with Rummy. Barbossa and Elizabeth had literally run the Jilted Groom out of rum that night and for the entire month after.

"Runnin' after me little'un an' cleanin' up 'er messes," Elizabeth grinned as she also handed Barbossa a bottle of rum. "Hello, Hector." Elizabeth smiled and moved onto her next person.

"Miss Elizabeth, it's so good to see yer," Joshamee Gibbs greeted the young woman he'd known since she was a girl and sailed over from England.

"Aye, an' th'same ter yer, Mr Gibbs. I 'ope yer still first mate aboard th'Pearl?" Elizabeth asked.

"Aye, I am. Keepin' an eye on Jack o'er there an' 'is family," Gibbs replied.

Elizabeth was taken aback. "Jack has a family?" she asked, handing the man a bottle of rum.

"Aye, a wife an' son. They be on the Pearl waitin' for Jack. Yer'll be meetin' 'em termorrer. 'Spect you and th'Captain Turner wan' ter spend th'nigh' ashore," Gibbs confirmed with a small wink.

Elizabeth turned bright red and slapped her old friend playfully before moving onto the next.

"Poppet!" Pintel cried, stretching his arms out for a hug from his old friend.

"Pintel! Ragetti!" Elizabeth cried as well, being drawn into a three-way hug with the two men.

"How'ver yer been, poppet? Missin' yer 'ome, I bet?" Pintel asked with a grin. "Is 'at rum?"

"Aye, boys, tek a bottle each. 'S good ter see yer an' all," Elizabeth replied, smiling as she moved back to Will's side, a bottle of rum still in the crate.

"'Ere, Ma? C'n I 'ave tha' bottle o' rum?" Jackie asked her mother almost hesitantly.

"Jacqueline Turner, wha' 'appened ter th'other one tha' Lily gif yer?" Elizabeth asked.

"I gif it ter Tommo and Gary afore I lef," Jackie explained. Elizabeth sighed and handed the final bottle of rum over to her daughter underneath Will's frowning face.

"Will, leave 'er be. She drinks the stuff and she 'as all 'er life. I fink it were Rummy who gif it 'er when she turn o' age," Elizabeth told her husband as she watched their daughter travel over the sea to the four ships tethered out on the horizon.

"What's with your new way of speaking, my love?" Will asked.

Elizabeth gave a guilty grin and she cleared her throat. "Town dialect, my love. Jackie picked up from her friends and in turn I picked it up from her. It became commonplace, but I still remember my 'breeding' as Rummy puts it and I installed those lessons in Jackie," she explained.

Jackie felt uneasy with the amount of eyes upon her as she swigged on her bottle of rum. "Will th'bloody lot o' yer quit starin'! Yes, 'm the daughter o' the Captains Turner. Yes, 'm named for Captain Jack Sparrow. Don't mean yer got ter stare like 'm th'bloody 'oly grail!" she snapped. All eyes suddenly averted from her, looking at anything and anyone but her. Jackie smiled in slight satisfaction. They were either scared of her, or her parents. She felt a lone pair of eyes and she looked up to the source. Captain Jack Sparrow was staring at her with… was that pride? in his eyes.

"An'you, quit yer starin'. Yer might be me namesake but tha' don't mean I got ter like yer," Jackie growled at the captain.

A female shout with a Spanish accent called out from the deck of the Black Pearl. "Jack!"

Jack's head jerked up from looking at his namesake at the sound of his wife's voice. "Angelica!" he called back, quickly scaling the side of his beloved ship and into the arms of his beloved wife.

Jackie was astonished by the sudden change in the man she was named for. From a joking, hard and seen-many-things pirate to loving, caring husband in half a second. She stashed her bottles of rum in her belt before climbing up the side of the fastest ship in the Caribbean.

"Ah, Jack who's this fine little lady here?" the Spanish woman- Jack had called her Angelica - asked.

"That, my love, is th'daughter of the Pirate King and th'captain of the Flying Dutchman," Jack replied. Footsteps sounded as they came down from the helm. "Ah, me beloved whelp!" Jack grinned. "Ow!"

Angelica cuffed her husband over the head. "Our son is not a whelp," she hissed.

"If yer'd 'ave said yer were tekkin' prisoners, Pa, I'd 'ave come along wif yer ter shore!" the boy- no man, for he was about the same age as Jackie, grinned as he stood in front of Jackie. "Yer filfy wretch, down ter th'brig wif yer. Might come down tonight and sample th'wares fer meself," he said, looking Jackie up and down with a sparkle in his eye and a lecherous grin upon his face.

Gibbs pulled him aside. "Yer whelp! D'yer kno' 'oo tha' is?" he asked.

The man pulled free of Gibbs' hold. "O' course, it's some filfy wretch from th'town."

Jackie's nostrils turned white. "How dare you!" she said, her mother's teachings coming through in her anger. "What's your name, pirate?" she Jackie asked through gritted teeth.

"No' tha' it's any o' yer business, me name's Joshua William Edward Sparrow, son o' Jack Sparrow, cap'n o' this vessel an' Angelica Teach, daughter o' Blackbeard," the sailor replied haughtily.

Jackie suppressed a smirk. "And I am Jacqueline Elizabeth Wilhelmina Turner, daughter of William Turner, captain of the Flying Dutchman and Elizabeth Turner, captain of the Empress, Pirate Lord of Singapore and Pirate King of the Brethren Court. You can call me Miss Turner for your insolence," she said, tipping her chin up a few inches and daring Joshua to challenge her. "I was named for your father, Jack Sparrow, my mother and great-grandmother, Baroness Elizabeth Swann of Hampshire and my paternal grandfather, William 'Bootstrap Bill' Turner, first mate upon the Dutchman," she added.

"I'm sorry, Miss Turner, I meant no upset or harm," Joshua stammered out.

"Clearly. I believe that you'll sleep with the crew for the duration of my stay upon this ship and I'll take your quarters. You had better hope that neither of my parents find out about your… misconception of me. You may want to ask your father about their skills with a sword and pistol," Jackie said. "In time, you may come to call me Miss Jackie, if I believe you've earnt the right to do so."

"Aye, Miss Turner. Ag'n, I mean no upset or 'arm," Joshua nodded, looking at the deck. "Uh, Miss Turner? Yer- Yer c'n call me Josh, if yer want?" he added.

"I think not, Master Sparrow. Perhaps when you've earnt my respect," Jackie disagreed. "You may go."

Josh shuffled away to his cabin to collect up what little belongings he had and then he went down to choose a hammock to sleep in.

Jack sauntered up to Jackie who was standing at the helm, leaning on the railing. "I must say, Jackie, yer handled me son very well," he said.

"I'm used to bein' insulted by sailors who dock in the town. S'th'only time I call 'pon me breedin' ter infilct th'fear o' God inter the men. I en't a 'ore, and I en't gon' be treated like one," Jackie shrugged, having 'lost' her 'breeding'. "'Ow's Rummy settlin' in ter th'crew?" she asked.

"Aye, he's settled in well. I paired 'im wif Marty, th'little'un will keep Rummy in line," Jack answered. "'ere, fancy learnin' ter read a map and charts?" he asked.

"Eh? Oh, I'd be 'opeless, Cap'n, no chance wif me," Jackie replied.

"Now, yer jus' call me Uncle Jack. Yer family ter me and yer allus will be. Now, come on down and learn ter be a pirate," Jack smiled, leading the young girl down to his cabin.

"Angelica, me love, can yer get some rum from th'stocks?" Jack asked of his wife. "Me and me namesake are gonna looks at some charts. Fancy 'elpin' teach 'er?"

Angelica smiled. "I'd like that very much, Jack. Let me fetch the rum and I'll be back promptly," she said and left the cabin. Jack leaned over to Jackie.

"Would yer believe I foun' 'er in a Spanish conv'nt?" he asked. "Bein' a pirate an' the daughter o' Blackbeard at tha'?"

"Yer foun' 'er where? Wha' were yer doin' in a Spanish con'nt anyway?" Jackie asked, surprised.

"'Onest mistake, I mistook it for a brothel," Jack justified. "Bes' mistake o' me life, save fer savin' yer Ma and Pa, course."

"'ere, Pa?" a knock came on the cabin door. "Me Ma said yer and Miss Turner were in 'ere. C'n yer get yer spyglass? Mr. Gibb 'as sin summant on th'horizon and I fink it's a ship, but it en't th'Dutcman," Josh asked.

"Aye, lad, I'll get ter yer in th'minute," Jack answered. "Sorry, me luv, but I fink we'll 'ave ter postpone this 'ere chart reading less'n," he told Jackie.

A minute later, Jack was portside by his son and Mr. Gibbs, looking through his spyglass. "Aye, tha's a ship alrigh'. I fink I know it an' all, if it's th'one I fink it is." he confirmed. "RIGHT YER LAZY LOT, PREPARE FER GUESTS!" he yelled out to his crew. "GET TH'RUM OU', WE'VE GOT PEOPLE BOARDIN' ME VESSEL!"

A/N: Here yer are, Michelle, me luv! Th'chap'er I promised. Righ', y'know the scene at th'end o' AWE? Wif Elizabeth and Will and their son and the green flash and the service-will-be-up-after-ten-years thing? Yeah… I'm ignorin' that. Jus' so you know.

Elizabeth is still Captain upon the Empress, having handed over command to her first mate, Tai Huang. Also, she's still Pirate King.

I gave Barbossa his own vessel- I've seen many fics where Will raised the Endeavour for him. I've done that and rechristened the ship, Fate's Star.

The ship that Joshua and Mr. Gibbs and Jack saw… well… you'll just have to wait and see, won't ya? I will say this, though. The captain knows Jack very well… intimately so. Also the captain is based on my mother.