Maggie Sparrow had been inside her fair share of prisons, probably more than an immoral eight year old girl should. But the Saint Martin Prison was less livable than most prisons, ironically because it had more. It had more prisoner's, it had more guards, it had more filth... and more hay. Apparently some of the local livestock owners like to use the prison as storage as well. As if the prison wasn't crowded enough...

However Captain Jack decided to put the hay bails to good use. Maggie watched her father as he took off his coat and hat and put it onto a stack of hay.

"Hey, look at that! It's Captain Jack Scarecrow!" Maggie giggled at the hay-filled stand-in. "If he only had a brain..."

"I can't imagine how a Scarecrow would have any use for a brain?" Jack furrowed his eyebrows.

"I wasn't referring to the Scarecrow" Maggie smiled wryly.

Jack frowned "Don't get smart with me, Missy."

Suddenly they heard the sound of footsteps rushing down the stairway near their cell.

"Someone's coming!" Jack hissed, grabbing Maggie and pressing her to the wall beside the bars. "Keep quiet so no one hears us!"

"What's there to talk about?" Maggie asked.

"Shhh!" Jack hissed.

Soon after a young man in a soldiers uniform appeared at the bars of their cell.

"Psst! I need to speak with you!" He said to the Jack Scarecrow decoy.

When he didn't answer the solider turned his back to the cell. Not a moment later, Jack snaked his arm around the young man's neck and yanked him against the bars of the cell, strangling him. Maggie pulled out her dagger and put the edge of the blade near the solider's side.

"Hand me your sword!" Captain Jack demanded.

"I don't have a sword..." the solider wheezed.

"What kind of solider has no weapon?" Maggie asked, suspiciously.

"I'm currently wanted for treason" the Solider gasped.

"So not the very good kind then" Jack nodded.

"I'm looking for two pirates, Captain Jack and Maggie Sparrow?" The young man asked desperately.

"Well today's your lucky day..." Jack released the boy from his grip. "Cause I just happen to be Captain Jack Sparrow!"

The young man turned to look at him and seemed both shocked and disappointed.

"No, it can't be" he shook his head. "I spent years looking for... this?"

Captain Jack's smile fell.

"The great Jack Sparrow is not some drunk in a cell" he said.

"Then you don't know Jack!" Maggie snickered. "It's kind of a regular thing with him. The being drunk part, the being in a cell part only happens every once in a while."

The solider ignored her. "Don't you even have a ship?" He asked Jack. "A crew?" His gaze shifted downward "Pant?"

"A great pirate does not require such intricacies" was Jack's answer.

"Can I take my pants off too?" Maggie asked.

"No" Jack told her.

"C'mon Dad, it's hot!" Maggie whined.

"Maggie! There is a boy present!" Jack reminded her.

"That was my second reason..." she muttered.

"Maggie!" Jack scolded.

"Do you know how long I've been waiting for this moment?" The soldier asked. "The risks I've taken to be here? Are you sure you're the Jack Sparrow?"

"The real question is, who are you?" Captain Jack asked him.

"My name is Henry Turner" The solider answered. "Son of Will Turner and Elizabeth Swann."

"Ugh!" Jack shuddered "You're the evil spawn of them two?" He paused "Does mummy ever ask about me?"

"No" Henry answered, looking more uncomfortable than confused.

"Oh, go on!" Jack said. "She call my name in her sleep?"

"She never spoke of you" Henry told him.

"Are you sure we're talking about the same people" Jack's brow furrowed. "He's a cursed eunuch. She's golden haired, stubborn, pouty lips, neck like a giraffe and two of those wonderful..."

"Yes, yes! It's her!" Henry cut him off. Had this pirate no sense of decency? That was Henry's mother he was talking about!

"Does Daddy ever ask about me?" Maggie asked.

"What?" Henry shot a questioning glance to Jack.

"You know, your Dad! William!" Maggie smiled. "He has brown hair that flows in the wind, pretty brown eyes, chiseled features, strong muscles and he's got a big--"

"GAHHH!" Jack covered his ears.

"Stop! Please! Do not finish that sentence!" Henry pulled a face.

"What?" Maggie asked. "I was gonna say ship! Y'know cause he's captain of the Flying Dutchman!"

"Oh..." Jack and Henry nodded.

"So you're really Will and Lizzie's kid?" Maggie asked, leaning against the cell bars.

"Yes" Henry nodded.

"Oh good!" Maggie grinned. "Elizabeth always wanted a daughter!"

"Uh... I'm a boy" Henry said.

Maggie cocked her head to one side. "Seriously?"

"Prehaps you didn't hear me, My name is Henry Turner" he repeated.

"And Henry is short for Henrietta?" Maggie asked.

"No, it's not!" Henry told her.

"Don't bother" Jack shook his head. "She once thought I was a monkey's brother.

"Well, you were both named Jack!" Maggie shrugged.

Henry shook his head and decided to get to the point of why he was there.

"I need you to listen, Jack" Henry told him seriously. "Because at the moment you're all I've got. I found a way to save my father. There is one thing that can break his curse and free him from the Dutchman... The Trident of Poseidon."

"Ah" Captain Jack nodded. "The treasure to be found with the map no man can read... never heard of it."

"There is a girl inside this prison, Jack" Henry explained "Who holds that map. The moon has turned to blood, the Trident will be found. And you can be the who holds sea and with it become all that you once were. The great..." he trailed off when he heard snoring.

"You talked too much, he got bored and fell asleep" Maggie told him.

"While standing up?" Henry asked.

"Yeah..." Maggie shook her head. "I don't get how he does either."

"Jack!" Henry shouted, trying to wake him up.

Captain Jack continued to sleep, unfazed.

Maggie giggled. "Watch this..." She said. "Daddy! Wake up! The prison's on fire!"

Captain Jack continued to snore.

"Daddy! There's a solider here and he's got a search warrant!" Maggie shook him.

Jack didn't move a muscle.

Then Maggie climbed up the bars a bit and whispered softly in her father's ear. "Jack, wake up! My husband's coming home early from his business trip and he'll be home in five minutes..."

"What?!" Jack jolted awake. He turned to Henry "Oh, I'm so sorry. We're you still talking? I believe I nodded off a bit..."

Henry sighed exasperated by the pirate and his daughter's antics.

"One more thing..." he said to Jack. "A message from someone you know, named Captain Salazar."

Though Jack tried to hide it, his face twitched with what was either fear or recognition. He shrugged what Henry said off and turned to look out the window of the cell.

"I once knew a Spaniard named... something in Spanish?" He said causally, putting an arm around his scarecrow counterpart.

"El matador del Mar" Henry reminded him. "The Butcher of the Sea."

"Him? No!" Jack scoffed. "Quite happily he's dead. Very, very dead! The ship went down!"

"Inside the Triangle!" Henry reminded him."He's coming for you and Maggie, Jack, as the dead man's tale is told."

"He's coming after me too?" Maggie asked. "Why does he want me? What'd I do?"

"He said he wouldn't rest until every Sparrow was dead" Henry said.

"Maggie don't you listen, Luv" Jack told her. "It's all nonsense, every word of it." Then he turned around and rushed back to the bars. "What else did he say?" He asked Henry.

"He said that your compass was the key to his escape" Henry explained. "An army of dead are coming straight for you and your daughter, Jack. The Trident of Poseidon is your only hope. Do we have an accord?"

Maggie stared up at the young man, she could certainly see a lot of Will and Elizabeth in him. The hope, the trusting nature and the need to finish this quest he was on. Maggie and her father now had no crew to back them up, no Pearl to sail on and now, no compass to guide them. But if this boy could lead them to a treasure that could give them their life back...

Captain Jack gave a nod and shook the boy's hand. "Do you have any silver?" He asked Henry. "Because we're going to need a crew."

"And pants" Maggie added staring at her father's lack of attire.

"I'll get everything prepared right now" Henry nodded before taking off.

Maggie and Jack stood in silence for a moment. Upon realizing that Will and Elizabeth had a child, it made him think of the current situation with his own kid.

"Maggie, Luv" he put a hand on her shoulder. "You know... what I said in the streets earlier I didn't mean any of it."

"I don't want to talk about it" Maggie's face fell as he shrugged his hand off her. "I'm going to bed."

"You want me to tuck you in?" Jack asked.

"I'm perfectly capable of tucking myself in" Maggie told him.

She walked to the other end of the cell, where she made herself a bed of hay and covered herself in a blanket of it.

"See? I don't need you to do things for me!" Maggie told him. "And since your biggest mistake was keeping me, you'll be happy to know that I'm none of your concern anymore."

But as Maggie layed her head down she noticed she wasn't alone in her hay bed.

"SPIDER!" Maggie screamed, jumping out the hay and rushing to Jack. "Kill it, Daddy! Kill it! Kill it!"

"Why should I?" Jack smirked. "If you're none of my concern, why should I care?"

"C'mon, Daddy!" Maggie whimpered, clutching his leg.

Captain Jack rolled his eyes and went over and stomped on the spider.

"There, it's dead" he said, staring down at Maggie as she continued to hug his leg. He scooped her up and held her "Now, how is it that after taking on undead pirates, Davy Jones, his Kraken, Blackbeard and Zombie's, you are still petrified by the mere sight of an insignificant little spider."

"It could've bit me!" Maggie said.

"Prehaps" Jack nodded, sitting down and placing her on his lap. "But what if on our next adventure, you get tossed into put into a pit full of spider's!" He made his fingers crawl up her body. "They'll crawl all over you and eat you!"

"Quit it!" Maggie tried to wiggle away.

"Or maybe the spiders will bite you and you'll survive" Jack grinned. "And you''ll become part spider part Maggie. You'll be a Spider Maggie!"

Maggie couldn't help smiling at her father's goofiness.

"Daddy...?" She said.

"Yes, Luvvy?" Jack asked.

"Can you tuck me in?" She asked.

"You're sure you need me for that?" Jack asked her.

Maggie nodded.

"Alright" he smiled.

Captain Jack sat against the window seat of his cell as Maggie layed against his chest. He covered her with his coat and sat looking up at the moon from the barred window of their cell.

"Daddy?" Maggie asked after some silence.

"Yes, pet?" He replied.

"What was Henry talking about earlier? Who's Captain Salazar?" She asked. "What did you mean when you said his ship went down inside a triangle?"

"You don't need to worry about that, Luv" Captain Jack brushed her bangs out her face. "We'll only worry about that when we need to."

"But what if that army of the dead is close by?" Maggie asked. "Why are they coming to get us?"

"I don't want you worrying about that" Jack kissed her forehead. "Go to sleep now, precious."

Although she was not at all satisfied by her father's answers, or lack there of, Maggie layed her head down of his chest. After listening to her father's heartbeat for a few minutes, she fell into a deep sleep.

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It must have been about two o'clock in the morning when Maggie was woken up. She could tell it was too early because the prison was still shrouded in darkness, the sun had yet to creep over the horizon once again.

Maggie could barely see her hand in front of her face it was so dark. For a split second after opening her eyes, she forgot where she was. Then she remembered, she was still in prison, still laying against her father's chest, with his coat over her body. Captain Jack had drifted off to sleep as well, Maggie could hear him snoring softer then usual.

She was just about to go back to sleep when she heard it... the strange voice. It was whispering so softly, Maggie was almost certain she was just imagining it. Until she heard it again...

It was a low, wispy and melodic tone of voice and it seemed to be coming from a small, shallow puddle in one corner of the cell. A chuck of cement from the prison cell's floor had been broken off and it had filled with water. Possibly from the rain water that leaked through the cell window during a bad storm in the past.

Maggie stared strangely at the puddle before slowly crawling down off her father, trying not to wake him. She didn't understand why, but she knew she needed to go to that puddle and investigate the strange voice coming from it. Before her common sense could stop her, she was slowly making her way towards that one corner of the cell and crouching down beside it on her knees, staring at it.

"...Hello?" She said into it.

She paused, listening to the person on the other side. Their voice like a soft, humming whisper, it didn't even sound like they were saying words. Just inaudible, repeative soft gibberish. Almost like the person talking was underwater.

"I can't see you" Maggie said to it. "What do you look like?"

The voice became even softer and seemed to fade away more and more. But still it didn't stop trying to get it's message through to Maggie.

"Talk louder, I can't hear you!" Maggie raised her voice a little. "Hey! Hello? Hello, I can't hear you!"

Captain Jack heard her and began to wake up as well. He rubbed his eyes and looked over at his daughter, concerned at what he saw.

Maggie didn't seem to notice he had woken up. She was fully engaged in the conversation with the puddle in the corner. The voice of the person on the other end was beginning to come through much clearer now. And Maggie could tell it was female, just as she suspected.

"I'm Maggie" she answered the person's question, then paused, listening.

"I'm eight" she answered again. She paused a little longer that time.

Yes..." she answered another question, that seemingly only she could hear.

"Yes" She repeated. "...I don't know. No, I don't think so..."

"Maggie?" Jack asked.

She didn't answer or move, nor acknowledge that her father was awake or talking to her. It was as if Maggie was hypnotized by the strange voice, that only she seemed to hear, emanating from the puddle.

"Maggie?" Jack repeated a little louder.

Maggie turned to face her father with a disturbingly serene and calm look on her face. She looked him in the eyes and said:

"They're here..."

Captain Jack was all together confused, disturbed and concerned by his young daughter's behavior.

"Come back to bad, Maggie" he ushered her back over to him.

Maggie got up off her knees and crawled back up onto Jack's chest and after a few short minutes fell back to sleep. She did it all so quick and so calmly, Jack wondered if she hadn't just been sleepwalking. But there was some nagging, worrying feeling that made him think better of it. Was it just a sleepwalking episode or was Maggie getting mixed up in something of the supernatural? Experiencing the supernatural wasn't anything new to them, but when it was just Maggie, it made Jack worry. Just what exactly was happening here? An army of the dead unleashed by his compass? His daughter talking to puddles? And an upcoming quest to find an unfindable treasure? Captain Jack had an uneasy feeling it all added up somehow.