(A/N: Unfortunately, this is the last chapter of this fic [ducks to avoiding objects being thrown at her] I know! I know! It's been a lot of fun writing this and I hope that you, my lovely readers and/or reviewers, have had just as much fun reading it. And worry not, because I'm working on a sequel [plugs ears to drown out sounds of rejoicing] I hope to have to sequel up soon so you can anticipate that. Thanks to everyone who has ever read and/or reviewed this fic. Every review meant a lot to me so I truly thank you all. [passes out huge Orlando Bloom/Johnny Depp prize packs to everyone] Enjoy!!!!)

Disclaimer: I am Jack's ownership of nothing.. I am Jack's enflamed sense of sadness.. (To understand that, please see the movie Fight Club)

Isabelle ran to the window and watched as her parents neared the door. "Uh oh. Mummy and Daddy home now." She turned to Jack, who was still in the middle of his master plan. (A/N: That was for you, Bluekrystal1!)

"Almost done." He said. He was concentrating as hard as he could and hoping that he could pull it off in time and that Will and Elizabeth didn't notice anything.

"Hurry! They coming!" Isabelle motioned at him to be quick.

"I'm trying! It's almost done.. Finished!" He cheered and jumped on the couch as if nothing had happened. Isabelle followed his lead and sat down next to him just as the door opened.

"We're home!" Elizabeth announced as she walked in followed closely by Will.

"Mummy! Daddy!" Isabelle shrieked excitedly and ran to them like she had no idea they were going to be there. Jack had to admit she could pull off a good scam.

"Hello darling!" Will scooped her in his arms and gave her a kiss. "I'm so happy to see you." He cooed.

"You act like you thought you'd never to see her again." Jack noticed.

"Well..." Will looked doubtful and was cut off by Elizabeth's elbow in his stomach. "Just glad to be home." He covered. Jack got the strangest feeling of deja vu. This had all happened before. Then he remembered. It was in his dream. He silently rejoiced that it was real this time. At least he hoped it was real this time.

"So what took you so long to get here? Seems like you've been gone forever." He said.

"Well, you'll never believe what happened." Elizabeth began.

"Oh I probably would." He inwardly cringed. "Believe me. Go on." He motioned for her to continue.

"We stopped by the blacksmith shop on the way home because Will wanted to make sure everything was alright and you know how worried he can get."

Will frowned a little. "There's good reason to be worried. Look what happened." He pointed out.

"Yes dear. Anyways we came out and someone had stolen our carriage! It was gone. Vanished without a trace." She explained.

Jack's eyes widened slightly. "R-Right outside the blacksmith shop? That's terrible." He said looking at Isabelle. Isabelle had an identical look on her face. They had stolen her parents' carriage right out from under them. He was just thankful that the horse had run off before they had gotten home.

"Isn't it? We had to find another one on foot in the dark and that took quite a while. We're sorry for keeping you so long, though." Elizabeth finished her story.

"It was no trouble at all." Jack assured her. "And just be glad that you weren't in that carriage. Who knows what might have happened?" He added. 'I can think of one thing that would have happened. We would have been caught.' He thought.

"Thank goodness for that." Elizabeth nodded.

"Was Isabelle good?" Will questioned.

Jack took a long pause before answering. "Yes, she was good." He finally answered. It wasn't a complete lie. Isabelle had her moments, like all two-year-olds. For the most part, she had been good. Plus she hadn't said anything about their little adventures so far, so the least he could do was to give a good report. Isabelle smiled at him and he smiled back. They had reached a certain understanding in their time together. A partnership, almost.

"Did she eat?" Will continued.

Another pause. "Sort of. We tried but it just didn't go well at all. Not well at all." Jack shuddered, remembering the oatmeal incident. Isabelle giggled.

"'Ack funny." She said.

"Did you have a good time with Uncle Jack?" Elizabeth beamed and took Isabelle from Will. Isabelle nodded and giggled again.

"So what have you two been up to?" Will wondered.

Jack and Isabelle looked at each other. "Nothing. It's been quite boring around here actually." Jack responded.

"I find that hard to believe. How could it be ever boring with the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow around?" Will asked with a teasing grin.

"Oh Jack, the house looks lovely. Have you been cleaning?" Elizabeth looked around. The house was practically spotless.

"A little. Things were pretty uneventful around here and I had nothing else to do." He lied. Isabelle gave him a knowing look.

"It looks wonderful. To be honest, I half-expected to come and find the house in shambles." Will joked.

Jack laughed nervously. "You should a little more faith in me than that, mate."

Will suddenly got a quizzical look on his face as he looked at Jack. "Are those my clothes?" He asked.

"Uh oh." Isabelle murmured softly.

Jack looked down. He had completely forgotten that he was still wearing Will's clothes. "Uh.. No. I.. bought them. Thought I'd try out a new look." He stammered before coming up with an excuse.

"Did you come here wearing those?" Will looked utterly confused.

"Uh. Yes. You probably just didn't notice or don't remember." Jack said.

"I don't remember you wearing those either, Jack. We were probably just too rushed to notice though. Will, don't you have that exact same outfit? What a coincidence." Elizabeth shrugged.

"Not really so much a coincidence. You can't get too much of a variety in this town." Jack mentally praised himself for covering so well.

Will still looked doubtful, but decided to let it pass. Why would Jack be wearing his clothes? He couldn't think of one good, plausible excuse so he decided to trust his friend.

"Jack! You look like you're hurt. You've got bruises all over you." Elizabeth caught a glimpse of his arms and the side of his face. Jack silently cursed the woman with the parasol.

"I'm fine. It was probably from the last plundering we did." He said.

Elizabeth still looked worried. "Are you sure? Maybe we could get you something to put on it." She gently ran her fingers over one of the bruises. Jack flinched slightly and shook his head.

"Really. I'm fine." He insisted. "But I do have a question. Would you happen to know what parasols are made of?" He looked at her innocently.

Elizabeth gave him a questioning look. "Um.. Wood, I believe. Why on earth would you ask that?"

"Just curious." Jack replied, still cursing the woman and her wooden parasol and Isabelle's wooden sword. He suddenly remembered that wooden sword.

"Are you sure you're alright, Jack?" Will now looked concerned.

"I'm fine." Jack nodded. "Were you the one that gave her that bloody wooden sword?" He glared at Will.

Will chuckled. "Yes."

"She nearly killed me with it. I hope yer happy." Jack grumbled. "Then she nearly killed Gibbs with it. He came over looking for you to see if you had seen me. So really he was looking for me." He went on.

"So you'll be going back to the Black Pearl then?" Will said as more of a statement than a question.

"Probably." Jack was a little surprised at the sad tone in Will's voice.

"'Ack no go." Isabelle said.

"Aw. I think she likes you Jack." Elizabeth said.

Isabelle nodded. "Me like 'Ack." She climbed out of Elizabeth's arms and hugged Jack's legs. Jack couldn't help but smile. He picked her up and she wrapped her little arms around his neck. "No go 'Ack." She said as if she was pleading with him.

"I have too, but I'll try to come back to visit you, alright?" Jack compromised. "I'll come back." He promised and looked at Will, who nodded with a faint smile. Isabelle gave him a kiss on the cheek and then climbed down.

"Well thank you so much for doing this for us, Jack. We really appreciate it." Elizabeth led him to the door. "And we hope you'll come back soon." She added.

"I will. You can't get rid of me that easily." Jack laughed.

"What are you doing Isabelle?" Will noticed that Isabelle was pointing at the closet. Jack's eyes widened and he waited until Elizabeth turned her back to him before making frantic gestures for Isabelle to stop.

Isabelle smirked at Jack and pulled the door open. "NO!" Jack yelled, but it was too late. Everything came crashing down to the floor in one huge mess, maybe even bigger than the original mess. His plan had been working so well. He had hid everything in the closet and he was about to get away with it too, but Isabelle just had to mess it all up. She just had to open up the closet.

She giggled. "Bye 'Ack!" She waved to him.

Elizabeth and Will just looked at Jack with stunned faces. "Well it's been a pleasure, but I'm afraid I really must be going now. Thanks for the lovely time. Bye now!" Jack said hurriedly and ran out the door as fast as his legs could carry him.

"JACK!!" Will bellowed out the door. Jack was gone. Will slammed the door shut and turned back to Elizabeth and Isabelle. "I can't believe he did that!" He ranted.

"Will, calm down. It's not that bad."

"Not that bad?! Look at this mess! Half of the house is in there!!"

"I do it." Isabelle said.

"No sweetie. It wasn't your fault." Will said gently.

"No. I do it. Me and 'Ack. We break. I sorry." Isabelle insisted.

"Will, it was just things. The important thing is that Isabelle's alright. Jack did a good job taking care of her." Elizabeth pointed out.

"I guess." Will admitted.

"And Isabelle had a good time."

"Yes."

"You just calm down and I'll make you something to drink." Elizabeth went into the kitchen and let out an ear-piercing scream.

"What's the matter?" Will ran in and stopped immediately when he saw. The entire kitchen was covered in oatmeal.

"My kitchen!" Elizabeth shrieked. "I'm going to kill him!" She seethed.

"Now now dear. Calm down. It's just a kitchen." Will said.

"You be quiet! It's not just a kitchen! Ooh when I get my hands on that Jack Sparrow, I'm going to wring his neck!" Elizabeth snapped.

"Well he did say that trying to eat didn't go so well." Will mused.

Isabelle came in. "I sorry. No mad at 'Ack." She looked at her parents with sad puppy eyes and pouty lips.

"He did do a good job taking care of Isabelle." Will reminded Elizabeth. She sighed.

"I guess you're right." She conceded. "But when he comes back, he's going to do something to make up for this!" She said before going back into the living room and then upstairs to the bedroom.

Will looked at Isabelle. "You know, I bet those were my clothes." He said.

Isabelle giggled and went into the living room. She looked out the window and wondered where Jack would go and when he would come back. "Bye 'Ack." She waved into darkness. Will came in and smiled. He lifted her up into his arms and gave her a kiss.

"Come on. Let's get you into bed. You've had a busy day." He took her into her room and laid her in her crib. Isabelle fell asleep quickly, thinking about her day and her new friend, Captain Jack Sparrow.

Jack was already a good distance away from the house and he knew exactly where he was running to. He reached the docks and saw Gibbs immediately.

"Your captain is back!" He announced happily.

"Baby-sitting didn't work out?" Gibbs teased him.

"You have no idea." Jack said as they climbed onto the Black Pearl. He took his place at the helm and ran his hands over the smooth wood of the wheel. Gibbs had already informed the whole crew that Jack had returned so now everyone was on deck shouting excitedly over their captain. Jack silenced everyone.

"On deck, you scabrous dogs! Man the braces! Let down and haul to run free!" He shouted. Everyone ran off to do their individual jobs. Jack turned to Gibbs. "If we run into Will, which I somehow have a strange feeling that we will, and he has a sword, don't leave me alone with him. He's a little upset with me right now." He said. Gibbs nodded with a chuckle and went off to do his job.

They began to sail away and Jack found himself absent-mindedly humming a familiar tune. "Drink up me 'earties, yo ho." He smiled to himself and let the gentle sounds of the waves and the water soothe him.

This was where he belonged.

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A/N: Hope you all enjoyed reading my little fic. As I said before, I will put the sequel up soon. Thanks once again to all of you for reading/reviewing. Peace, love, and Skittles to all! =)