Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean. If I did Danielle, Abagail, and Matthew would be in it.

Summary: Danielle was a member of Jack's crew and was attracted to him. Then one night, when they have had a little too much rum, she finds herself pregnant with Jack's kids, twins. When they get kidnapped by Barbossa 12 years later, with Elizabeth, it’s up to Jack, Danielle and Will to save all three of them. Will an old flame between Jack and Danielle ignite once again? JackxOC

Hi everyone! Lately, ever since I saw Sweeney Todd, I’ve been in a Johnny Depp craze and I’ve been watching Pirates of the Caribbean a lot and I just had to do a PotC fanfic and this idea came into my head. I was a little unsure about it at first but then I decided to put it up and depending on how people like it, it will stay up. And I would’ve called Matthew Jack but I liked Matthew better. And I might change the title. The first part of the prologue takes place before the Pearl has been submerged in the depths and Jack made his deal with Jones the second part is after. And Danielle might be a Mary-Sue. If she is I am incredibly sorry. I just make Mary-Sues without even noticing. If she is I’ll make her non-mary-sue. Please don’t kill me. Okay, enough of my rambling let’s start the story.

12 Years Apart

Prologue

I sighed as I leaned over the edge of the Pearl. A light breeze blew past. I sighed happily. My name is Danielle, and in case you’re wondering, I am a women and I am a pirate. Or trying to be, at least, you see most of the crew doesn’t accept me since they found out I was a women. They think I’m bad luck or something like that. It can drive you insane after a while. But not everyone thinks I’m bad luck. If it wasn’t for Captain Jack Sparrow I wouldn’t even be here, even though he thought I was a man. I was eternally grateful to him. I had always dreamed of becoming a pirate but you don’t very many female pirates do you? No, so I really couldn’t pass up the chance when I met the Captain Jack Sparrow.

I felt eyes watching me. I whirled around and saw that about two or three members of the crew staring at me. They quickly turned around. I sighed in frustration as I walked from the edge. This was a regular thing and I fought hard not to kill everyone in the crew. And there was something about Barbossa that I didn’t like but I couldn’t really put my finger on it. Practically everyone in the crew avoided me but then there was always good ol’ Bootstrap Bill. He was very nice to me and didn’t see me as an omen of bad luck. He saw me as a person, as a pirate. And there was also Jack. Even though we didn’t see much of each other, he didn’t think I was bad luck either and I couldn’t help but feel attracted to him.

As I passed two pirates, I heard one of them whisper something that wasn’t audible, to me at least. They both sniggered. I couldn’t help but feel it was about me and, in the blink of an eye I had my sword out and pressed against his throat.

“What did you say?” I asked.

“N-nothing,” He stuttered.

“Are sure?” I asked. “I think it might be wise for you tell the truth.” I advised as I applied more pressure on the blade that was resting on his throat.

“I was just-just-”

“Just what?” He opened his mouth to respond but no sound came out. I sneered and was just about to kill him when I felt a hand rest on my shoulder. I looked behind me to see Jack.

“I will not have that on my ship.” He said. I looked back at the man I had in my grasp and glared at him.

“Fine,” I said before seething my sword and storming away. Jack followed me.

“What was that all about?” He asked.

“You wouldn’t understand.” I said.

“Why?”

“Because you most certainly aren’t a women and people don’t accuse you of being cursed with bad luck.”

“As true as that may be-”

“May? May? No it is true.” I snapped. Jack looked a little taken a back. I just looked away from him and kept bustling around. Jack followed her again.

“As true as it is-”

“You know what; I just need some time alone. Some time to think.” I said. “Maybe take a nap.” I began to walk below deck. “Oh I almost forgot. We might want to be making port soon. We’re low on supplies I have a feeling it won’t last long.” I said as I turned around and walked below deck.

Jack’s POV:

I watched Danielle storm below deck, her matted, tangled brown hair bounced with every step she took. I smiled as I turned away. Danielle was short tempered and I loved that about her. I loved everything about her. I love her dirty tanned skin, her messy hair, her courage, her kindness, her skill with a sword, her confidence and ambition. The list is endless. But mostly, I loved her blue eyes. They were blue like the sea. I’m glad I asked her to join my crew, even if she did look like a man when I did. Besides, this ship could use a woman on board.

It was only a few months later when we were attacked by the East India Trading Company attacked us. There were few survivors. Those who did survive were branded as pirates. Danielle and I were two of the survivors, along with Bootstrap Bill, Barbossa and a few others. But worst of all, they sank the Pearl. I was determined to get it back. Everyone else thought I was crazy, but helped me anyways. We assembled a crew, commandeered a ship and set off to find Davy Jones.

A Good Year Later on the Black Pearl, Danielle’s POV

I giggled as I pulled the cork off another bottle of rum. This was my fourth bottle of rum. Or was it my fifth? Or was it more then that? I can’t remember. But I am drunk. Practically all of us are. I shot the cork into the air. It landed a few feet away from me. I giggled again before I took a drink. You’re probably wondering why I’m so drunk. Well, as you know, the Pearl was attacked by the East India Trading Company and taken under the depths, we spent a year looking for Davy Jones, and Jack made a deal with him. He’d be captain of the Pearl for thirteen years and after those thirteen years were, Jones could have his soul or something like that. Well, he got his precious Pearl back but only for thirteen years. Tonight, we’re celebrating getting the Pearl back. I took another swig of rum as Jack sat down beside me. Jack was really drunk.

“It isn’t very proper for a woman to drink as much rum as you have.” He commented.

“Ah but you see, Captain Sparrow, I am a piratess. I can drink as much rum as I please.” And I took another, big, drink of rum. I licked my lips in satisfaction. Jack chuckled. We sat in silence for while, drinking our rum, listening to the rest of the drunken crew celebrate. I looked over to Jack and smiled. I was usually bashful when it came to men but the rum had control over me now. I was attracted to Jack, yes, but I wasn’t sure I would say I loved him! But, like I said before, the rum had control over me now. Jack looked to me.

“Wot?” He asked. I leaned forward and kissed him. And, much to my surprise, he didn’t pull away. He was a little surprised at first but ended up kissing back. That’s when things started to get heated. The rest was all a blur. But I do think I recall going into Jack’s cabin.

Over the next few days, Jack and I slowly grew closer and closer. And my attraction for him did slowly turn into love but I never thought he felt the same way about me. But that’s not the only thing, oh no. I was slowly gaining weight and vomiting over the side of the ship which was strange because I never got sea sick and I haven’t had a drop of rum since we got the Pearl back then, it hit me. No that’s impossible. I thought. But I was drunk and I had no idea what I was dong, and how could I be gaining weight on a pirate ship that has little to nothing to eat? I sighed defeated. That was the only explanation. This is probably the reason women aren’t pirates.

I slid to the ground. I had to leave this ship. I wasn’t going to have a baby on a pirate ship. I buried my face in my hands. Whose baby is it? I thought. I racked my brains trying to remember who the father could be. My mind kept coming back to one person. Jack. No, there’s no way in the world it could be Jack. I thought desperately. But he is the only one I can stand to be around. Well, besides Bootstrap but it couldn’t possibly be Bootstrap. I remember him telling me he has a son and, even as drunk as we were, we wouldn’t do it. I took a deep, shaky breath. I heard footsteps coming toward me and Jack appeared beside me. I sighed and stood up and braced myself.

“Jack, I need to get off the ship at the nearest port.” I announced.

“Why?” Jack asked. I sighed and closed my eyes. I opened my mouth but no words came out. I closed it. How was I going to tell him that I was going to have a baby? And even more, that the baby could possibly be his! Jack looked at me a raised his eyebrows. “Danielle?”

“I’m pregnant, and I think it might be yours.” I confessed.

“Wot?” Jack asked. I nodded sadly.

“I think it was the night when we got the pearl back and we were drinking.” I replied. An awkward silence followed. “Can you just take me to a port?” I asked. Jack nodded, not looking at me.

“We’ll head to Tortuga.” He said.

“Not Tortuga Jack. I can’t raise a child there.” I said. “Take me to Port Royal.” Jack nodded before walking away. I fell to the ground again, on the verge of tears.

It only took a few months to get to Port Royal, in which time my stomach had grown more, I had a shorter temper then I usually did, I was getting sick more often and I was eating more then everyone else. Everyone soon noticed that I was pregnant. I never opened my mouth about who the baby’s father was. Jack never said anything either but they soon found out who the father was. How they did, I will never know. We finally reached Port Royal and it was time for me to leave. I said good bye to the crew.

“I’ll row you to shore.” Jack offered as we climbed into the small dinghy. The boat ride was quiet and we didn’t make any eye contact with each other. It seemed to go on for hours. We finally reached shore and I didn’t want to leave. I slowly climbed out of the dinghy.

“Good bye Jack.” I muttered as I turned around and began walking off. I stopped and turned around to see that Jack hadn’t left yet and watching me. He looked away when I looked at him. “Jack, I have to tell you something before I leave.” I said as I began walking towards him. I could deny it no longer. I loved him.

“Wot?” Jack asked.

“I love you.” I confessed before kissing him. He wasted no time kissing me back. I pulled away. “Good bye, Captain Jack Sparrow.” I said before giving him on more light kiss and walking to Port Royal to chart my new life.

They were many people who were asking me if I was married to which I replied; ‘I was but my husband died at sea.’ Many men asked me to marry them but I turned them down. Many people had helped me, get a job and a house. I worked for Mrs. Wilkens in her General store and lived in a small apartment above it with her until I get enough money for a house of my own.

It turns out that I was not expecting one baby, but two, twins, a girl and boy. They both had black hair and looked a lot like Jack. But the girl had blue eyes, like mine and the boy had his father’s eyes. I named the girl Abagail Marie and Matthew Alexander Sparrow. Yes, they have their father’s last name, since he was their father and they were all I had left of him. I loved them very much and would do anything for them, even die and go to Hell. That’s just how much I loved them.

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