"...Gemini, Grus, Hercules: the original eunuch, Horologium, Hydra, Hydrus..." Jack recited, lying in his dinghy. When he was four years old, Teague thought that learning the Latin names for the constellations, and being about to recite all eighty eight in alphabetical order, was important. He could still remember all of the cold nights they spent outside, with Teague trying to teach him the constellation names.

Jack could also remember doing the same with his own son about a year ago...

Jack sat up, causing the small boat to rock a little. It was only a few months ago that he had found out that his son, his only child, was dead. He looked over at the water, trying to clear his head. He thought that, if he didn't think about Peter, he'd get over his death. Unfortunately, it wasn't that easy. Memories of his son just kept coming back to him...


"Hey Dad." Peter said one night while he and Jack were on the deck of the Black Pearl. "What do you want to do in the future?"

"I'm not sure." Jack said. "Maybe I'll get those charts from Sao Feng and we can go find the Fountain of Youth. What do you want to do?"

"Cook." Peter said, smiling. "I want to become a chef."

"You're the son of the Pirate Lord of the Caribbean and grandson of the Keeper of the Pirate Code, and you want to become a chef?"

"Aye." Peter said. "I want to learn to cook all kinds of food. English, French, Chinese, Spanish, any type. Besides, Mum loved cooking."

"Right, I forgot." Jack said. "You know, your Mum was a Scorpio. What constellation represents Scorpio?"

"Scorpius?"

"Right."

"We're Gemini's, right?" Peter asked.

"Aye, that we are." Jack said, smiling at Peter. "You know, some say that Gemini are made of the twins Castor and Pollux, who were Argonauts that went with some bloke named Jason to find a golden fleece."

"Did they find it?"

"I don't know." Jack said. "Every time I asked your Grandfather about it, he told me to stop asking stupid questions."

"Dad, will Grand Dad be that mean, when I meet him?"

"No, I don't think so." Jack said. "But you never know with him." Jack chuckled as Peter yawned. "Why don't you go to sleep now?"

"But-"

"No 'buts'." Jack said. "Go to bed or I'll drag you to your room, savvy?"


Jack then placed one hand over his eyes, finally letting it out. He had never cried like this before, but all of the stress he's had was reaching it's peak. After losing his son, his mother and very nearly his 'little brother', he had to let the tears flow.

He was so distracted that he didn't notice the ship appear next to his dinghy, or the new passenger on the boat. Jack didn't notice anything until he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked up and saw Will, who looked as confused as ever. "Jack?"

"If I'm dead or dying, please just let me be."

"You're not."

"I will be in a minute." Jack said, pulling out his pistol and holding it to the side of his own head. Before he could cock it, Will took the pistol from Jack. "Hey! Give that back!"

"You want it back?" Will asked. "If you do, let's go to my cabin and talk about why you 're...crying."

Once they were on the Flying Dutchman, Will was surprised by Jack's willingness to follow his orders. Jack walked straight into Will's cabin without any smart remarks or complaining. Bootstrap walked over to Will. "Is he alright?"

Will shrugged. "I don't know. He nearly shot himself."

"Why?"

"I don't know. I was hoping that you could help, since you've known him for longer."

"I'll try." Bootstrap said. Both men walked into the captain's cabin, where Jack was sitting in a chair, looking down at his hands. "Jack, what's wrong?"

Jack stood up and walked over to the window in the back of the cabin. "It's Peter."

"Who?" Bootstrap asked.

"Peter is Jack's son." Will explained, before turning to Jack. "What about Peter?"

"He's-" Before Jack could finish, he brought both of his hands to his face, to cover his eyes, as he cried.

Bootstrap got the message. "He's dead, isn't he?"

"How?" Will asked. "We left him at our friend's house, he can't be dead."

"Lord Beckett had anyone who was accused of being a pirate, associated with pirates, or was suspected of piracy in Port Royal hanged." Jack said, collecting himself. "Peter was suspected of being a pirate after he was caught singing Hoist the Colors."

"Hoist the Colors?"

"It's the song that, when all else fails, calls the Brethren Court to meet." Bootstrap explained. "Only pirates know the song."

"Why did I teach him that bloody song?" Jack mumbled. "Why didn't I say 'no' when he didn't want to go to Shipwreck Cove? He would've been safe there."

"How would he be safer in Shipwreck Cove?" Will asked.

"Captain Teague lives there." Bootstrap said. "Captain Teague is Jack's father."

"Jack, do you think we could-"

"No, he wont be in the Locker." Jack said. "He died on land."

After he was given a good meal and a fresh supply of rum, Jack went back to his boat, followed by Will. "William, did I ever tell you how grateful I am to have a friend like you?"

"Yes. You've been telling me that for the last four hours." Will said. "They took out my heart, not my brain."

Jack sighed. "If you do happen to run into Peter, tell him that I order him to join your crew. I know you'd protect him."

"I will." Will said. "Just promise to take care of yourself." Jack nodded, and watched as Will disappeared. Then he watched as the Flying Dutchman dove into the water.


A few weeks later, Jack was finally at Shipwreck Cove. He had to go back. Jack had used all of his shots on the fish, since he didn't have and fishing supplies. "I'm back!"

Teague walked over to Jack. "I was actually about to look for you." He said. "You got a letter. Follow me." As they walked, Teague complained about how hard it is to send letters to pirates, and how it's even harder for pirates to receive letters.

When they got to the study, Teague opened a small box and handed Jack the envelope. Jack looked at the writing on the front: it was in Peter's handwriting. Jack rushed to open the envelope, and read the letter:

'Dad,

Hi Dad! It's me, Peter. By the time you read this, I'll most likely be gone. I'm writing this in my cell in the Fort's prison, where I'm being held until my execution. Luckily, Mum isn't here, and I hope she doesn't come. With her being such a famous pirate, it would be bad for the Company to find out that she is alive. Mr. Brown is planning on coming tomorrow, by saying that he needs to check the cell bars. I'm going to give him this to send to you.

Well, I guess it's time to say goodbye. I'll miss you. I love you a lot. If you do run into her, could you tell Mum that I love her too? And promise me that you'll cheer up?

Your Son

Peter Sparrow'

Jack smiled, looking out the window at the snow covered ground. 'I promise I'll cheer up.'

Teague placed a hand on Jack's shoulder. "Jackie, I'm sure where ever they are, your Mum is taking care of Peter. So don't worry about him. Besides, we'll see them soon enough."


I wasn't planing on adding another chapter, but I thought that this story needed just one more chapter...

Yes, I love astronomy

The ending is based on the ending of Absolute Boyfriend (manga)