Hi! I´m so sorry I haven´t updated sooner, I´ve had this chapter sitting here for ages and didn´t upload it... no idea what I was doing.

Anyway, enjoy!

Chapter 3

The mysterious girl stared at Jack with her dark, brown eyes, similar to the colour of his. "Why are ye here?" He asked, sensing it was more than just to sail the seas and have a job.

Luna didn't answer at first. When she did, it was in a very low, quiet voice. "Because I need a job after losing my home."

Jack decided to not push it further, she'd talk about it when she was ready. "Ye should get some rest now, we'll be arriving on Rumrunner's Island tomorrow."

Then, the pirate captain left the girl alone in her hammock. Luna sighed deeply. She sunk back into her pillow and stared at the candle in her hand. She'd been studying a map for the last hour. It was a map of the region around Port Royal, including the sea. And there were popular trade and pirate ship routes marked. She hadn't found any pirate route marked around Port Royal. Most of them didn't go there, as it was practically suicide. Every pirate that ever came to Port Royal was captured and executed. What kind of pirates would be either brave, stupid or dangerous enough to attack the city and destroy the houses and take all the treasure they could find? She was only 14 years old, but she had to find him. She knew Jack Sparrow was a great pirate. She wanted to find out who killed her parents and destroyed her home. She yawned and blew the candle out. She'd continue looking for clues tomorrow.

She woke up early the next morning. She'd dreamt of the attack and her mother disappearing under a pile of wood that was once their garden shed. She had wanted to check if she was alright, but a pirate had hit her head and she'd blacked out.

Luna put on her boots and hat, but figured she'd leave the make-up off and her hair down, since the captain already knew she was a female, so the crew would find out sooner or later anyway.

She marched up the stairs onto deck confidently. The sun had already risen and Jack was at the helm. Gibbs was studying some maps, the part if the crew that was already awake was sweeping the deck. Gibbs squinted his eyes at the sight of Luna. Where did the girl come from? "Jack? Who be she?" He asked, after joining the captain at the helm. Jack shrugged. "She says her name's Luna, I think there's another reason except just wanting to sail the seas after her home was destroyed, she's here."

Gibbs studied the girl intently. She was quite tall, dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, pouty lips, a few freckles and pretty dominant cheekbones. "Looks like a Latina to me." Gibbs mused, but Jack shook his head. "Not completely. Trust me, I know about Latinas." He replied and smirked. The chubby first mate rolled his eyes and eyed the girl again. "Looks a bit like yer Angelina lass, if ye ask m-" He was aprubtly interrupted by Jack: "Angelica. Not Angelina" He sipped on his bottle of rum and frowned. "Doesn't look like her anyway."

Gibbs rolled his eyes again. As soon as Angelica was mentioned, he wanted to avoid any further questions.

Luna had been working on deck with the crew for hours now. Jack was in the brig, probably drinking rum or something. She looked around and when nobody was watching, she opened the door to Jack Sparrow's cabin and entered it, closing the door behind her quietly. It was a beautiful cabin. To the left, there was a mirror, his wardrope and his desk. And lots of empty bottles. She hurried over to the desk, as she'd spotted some maps. There were loads of maps piled on top of each other, each of a different region in the world. She looked at a few. They had various routes and destinations marked and words written next to them, she didn't understand. Suddenly something caught her eye. On one of the maps, there was a picture of a bird drawn pretty close to Jamaica. Where had she seen this before? The sound of the door slowly opening made her jump. Luna desperately looked around for a place to hide. Jack didn't trust her to start with, if he found her in his cabin, she was dead for sure. Not having any other options, she sped to the wardrope and hid inside, in between the clothes. Through the keyhole of the wardrope's door, she could see Jack stumbling into the cabin and sit down on his bed, studying his strange, broken compass. Damn, these clothes were really dusty. Luna felt the urge to sneeze. No... no, no, no - too late.

Jack jumped at the sound of someone sneezing. It had come from the wardrope and it sounded... well, female. "Luna. Come out." He ordered calmly. The closet doors opened and the girl stepped out, a rather guilty expression on her face. "I was just looking at some maps." Luna was fast to explain and she didn't even try lying. Jack nodded, but raised an eyebrow at that. Still, he gestured for her to sit next to him and the teenager obeyed. "Lassy. Tell me. Why are ye here?" He tried again. Luna sighed. "When the pirates attacked Port Royal, I was seperated from my mother. She didn't survive. I lived with my mother. After the attack, I had nowhere to go, so I decided to look for you and sail with you in hopes of finding the pirates that killed my mother. If we destroy them first, they have no chance of killing many other innocent people."

Jack stayed silent for a while. Then, he asked: "why did you come looking for me?" Luna shrugged. "I don't know. I guess you were the only person that owns a ship I knew. My mother never talked about pirates, except you. She talked about you quite a lot." Jack grinned wryly. "What'd she say?" He wondered, raising his eyebrows, expecting a great reply. "That you're an idiot, basically. A cheater, betrayer, murderer, thief." Luna shrugged again. Jack frowned, but then shrugged and replied with a simple "pirate."

"I thought I could find a clue to who killed her somewhere on your maps." She admitted. "Who was your father?" Jack asked, while getting up and walking over to the window and taking another look at his compass. Luna joined him at the window, watching the waves through the dirty glass. She liked the captain. He reminded her a bit of herself. "I don't know. My mother never talked about him. All I know is that he left her shortly before I was born. I'd like to meet him once, but my mum says that he's dangerous and she doesn't want me to meet him." Jack nodded absently. This all sounded strangely familiar. He turned his head and studied the girl again, Gibbs' words constantly replaying in his mind. "Looks like a Latina... looks a bit like yer Angelina lass"

Suddenly, Luna noticed he was staring at her and looked at him directly, smiling slightly. Those eyes. Her eyes. *Her* eyes. Jack felt a cold shiver run up his spine and he felt nervous and sick. Could it be? Luna turned on her heels and left the cabin. Just before she could close the door, Jack called: "What was your mother's name?" Luna stopped in her tracks and called back, wondering why he'd even want to know that:

"Angelica. Angelica Teach."

Then, she closed the door.