(Y/n) stared at the dishevelled man in front of her. Not sure how to really respond. Never before had she had such a response from someone that she was threatening to kill. Never before had she had someone say such things to her. (Y/n) was a pirate through and through. She had captained the Lucky Lady and many other ships successfully for a long time. And classed herself as one of the toughest to sail the waters of the Caribbean. But this was something that she had never come across.

"Have you lost your mind? Did all that powder from you wig get into your brain, or have you simply been spending too much time with Jack?" (Y/n) asked, pushing Norrington back as she continued to stare at her as though he was lost in her eyes.

"STOP! I swear that if I didn't need this ball for Jack, you would be dead where you stand." (Y/n) growled, as Norrington moved closer. The pistol once again pressing on his heart.

(Y/n) stood there, looking at the once finely coiffured man. There was something strangely sad behind his eyes. Something that spoke of loneliness. A loneliness that (Y/n) could understand. For even though she was surrounded by her crew every day, being a female pirate had not necessarily lent itself to finding a man to stand by her side. And having the name Sparrow never seemed to help either.

"Norrington. I think that you better listen." Will said quietly, as he came up behind him. Norrington, finally turning his gaze from the woman in front of him and reluctantly nodding his head in agreement.

"Ahem (Y/n)?" Gibbs coughed, as he came up behind her. The first mate noticing that his old friend's hand was shaking as she watched Norrington being taken towards the aft of the Pearl.

"Where is he, Gibbs? Where is that black hearted bilge rat?" (Y/n) asked, shaking her head as she averted her gaze from the former commodore, to the man that had moved to side.

"That dog owes me. And I'm not leaving the Pearl until I get suitable recompense." (Y/n) hissed. Finally remembering why, she had been chasing after the Black Pearl in the first place.

"Er.......and what would that be, (Y/n)?" Gibbs enquired hesitantly, his eyes unintentionally looking over to the pile of ropes and bucket under which Jack was still cowering.

"Please . There is only one true black hearted bilge rat. And I know that he's onboard. Jack Sparrow loves this damn ship more than he loves anything else. Well, apart from himself of course. And there is no way that he would leave it. So, where is he? If you don't tell me Joshamee, I can always just sniff him out. Jack is so pickled in rum that I wouldn't dare bring a lit torch to him. He'd explode better than a barrel of gunpowder." (Y/n) scoffed as she placed her gun back into her belt.

"Hey!" A sudden voice called out, seeming to protest at the insinuation. A wicked grin pulling at (Y/n)'s lips as she headed up the stairs onto the helm.

"Come out, come out wherever you are." (Y/n) hummed. The pirate captain pulling the pistol back out from her belt and tapping it on the side of the bucket.

"Come on, Jack. I really don't want to put a shot through that poor bucket. It would be a terrible waste of a bucket." (Y/n) continued. The sound of her gun banging on the side of the pail ringing in Jack's ears.

"(Y/n). My sweet. To what do I owe the pleasure of having me beautiful daughter come and find me?" Jack cooed, as the bucket was suddenly removed from his head. His eyes focusing on the muzzle of the pistol as it was pointed at him.

"Oh, so you do remember that I'm ya daughter then? But seemingly only when it suits you, and not when you think you can win a game of cards. Do ya know what I had to do to get away from that man. How much it cost me?" (Y/n) hissed, as she took Jack by the ear, and pulled him out from under the pile of ropes.

"I can explain........" Jack began as he looked at his child. The fire in her eyes the same one that he had loved in her mother.

"Explain nothing. You owe me. And this time you aren't getting rid of me until you pay me back. So, from now on, the Black Pearl won't captained by Jack Sparrow. But by (Y/n) Sparrow."

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Norrington and Will looked up at the helm. Will trying not to laugh as he watched Jack's daughter drag him by the ear like a naughty child.

"She has the same fire as er mother. Always did have." Gibbs sighed, as he came to stand next to the two men. All three of them watching the interaction between the Sparrows.

"Who was her mother?" Will asked. Noticing that Norrington was still transfixed. Seemingly under the spell of the exquisite female pirate.

"(Y/n)'s mother, Katherine, was an English lady. She had been sent out to marry tha man that she had been promised to. But, on er way, her ship was taken by a certain captain Jack Sparrow. Jack fell head over heels in love from tha moment he lay eyes on Katherine. Particularly when she nearly bested him in a sword fight. From that first meeting, they were always together. Katherine and his child the most important things in Jack's life. But the man she was supposed ta marry didn't take kindly ta havin his bride taken from him. So, he sent the Royal Navy after Jack. Jack's ship was blown from tha water. Tha only survivors were Jack and (Y/n). Katherine was lost with tha ship. Jack never recovered. (Y/n) was naught but a babe in arms at tha time." Gibbs replied. The first mate having a feeling that he knew what Will's next question was going to be.

"And who was (Y/n)'s mother supposed to marry, Gibbs?" Will enquired, as Gibbs turned his attention from the two captains to Will.

"Cutler Beckett." Gibbs replied. Norrington suddenly snapped out of his trance at the name of the Lord.

"Katherine was meant ta marry Beckett. And Beckett used his power and influence ta kill her. And that is why (Y/n) hates tha Royal Navy, tha East India Company, and Beckett tha most." The first mate explained. Norrington turning back to look at (Y/n) as she made her way back down the steps, and over to Gibbs.

"Good news Joshamee. You and I are going to be able to spend a little more time together. For until Jack makes up for what he did. The Black Pearl is under new captaincy. Mine." (Y/n) declared happily. Gibbs, Norrington, and Will looking up to see Jack just shrug.

"Oh, and Joshamee. If you want to keep your little deck scrubber. I suggest that you keep him away from me. I still have a shot left in my pistol." (Y/n) growled, as she glared at Norrington. The ex-commodore once again feeling his heart pound violently in his chest as she stood toe to toe with him. Norrington having a feeling he knew exactly how Jack must have felt when he had set eyes on her mother.

"Now, Mister Gibbs. Where's my cabin on this hulk?"