Siren's song (5th/ final book)

Captain

Time skip of :
1 year and 3 months
(Yeah that much -Author)

The wind grazed against my body as I laid in the birds nest contently. It was a beautiful day. Clear sky's, plentiful winds, and an easygoing current. An absolutely perfect day to be at sea in my opinion.
Most of my crew were having a great day as well. Since the weather is so nice they don't have to do much. It's like their day off, not really but it's as good as one.

"Captain!"

Speaking of my crew.

   I turned my head to face toward the helm. "What is it Lover boy?"

  Dick chuckled. "We're about to make port."

  A joyful smile appeared on my face as if I were a child. Which made Dick laugh even more.I quickly rose up and used a rope to slide back down to the deck. "Wonderful." I said practically skipping to the helm to take the wheel.

"So I'm lover boy now?" Dick asked with a smirk.

I scoffed. "Yes, yes you are. It shouldn't be surprising. I mean.." I looked him up and down with a smirk, "You are quite the flirt."

Dick gasped, holding his hand to his chest. "I can't believe you'd ever say such a thing. How incredibly ru-"

"Oh shut it will you." Tim said pushing Dick out of the way.Dick clung to the side rails to not fall down the stairs, it was a very entertaining sight.

"Boys," I said in a stern yet playful tone.

Both looked at me and stood up straight. "And Damian that includes you. I know you're behind me."

I heard a huff behind me before seeing Damian walk around me . "How do you do that?"

"Practice... and experience," I said with a grin. "Lots and lots of experience."

"Tim would you?" I gesture toward the wheel. Tim nodded as he took over. He's been practicing, or shall I say I've been tutoring him. It's taking him a bit longer because he over thinks it to much. I'm sure he'll outgrow that though.

"If you don't mind me asking captain," I looked at Damian expectingly, telling him to go on. "Why are we porting in London?"

I small laugh left my lips. "Why wouldn't we."

Damian looked at me with confusion. I shook my head as I pat his. "Let's just say I have a feeling. Now we may get a few stares here and there, but it feels like the place to be. And honestly people staring shouldn't bother you much." A smirk grew on my face as I looked forward to see the docks of London.
"That is unless you actually care what people think in the first place."

I let out a content sigh as I walked down the stairs.
"Besides we have an old friend that will be in trouble very soon," I turned to face all three males.

"So we should assist him, should we not?" I said, biting my bottom lip in excitement. All three couldn't help but smile at me. It's only on special occasions that I'm this excited. This was definitely one of them.

"Great! Men we're about to make port, so to your stations!!" I yelled for every crew member to hear.
With that all of them rushed to there posts and went to work.

I ran to the bow of the boat to get a better view of the wonderful, not so wonderful, place I had longed for quite some time to go. As we got closer my smile grew. "I wonder what has become of you Jack. Hopefully you haven't got into too much trouble without me."

Jack's POV

  I was now sitting with me father in a pub. I had just escaped from some king of some sorts and Barbossa. Turns out he sold out. He's now a Lord or whatever. Serves the king that I ran from. Apparently he let the Black pearl sink, and without him along with it. Makes my blood boil just to think about it. If that ship was to sink it should have been sunk properly.
Well besides all of that, I heard from Gibbs that I'm supposedly looking for a crew. Or that's what everyone seems to think. There's an impostor spoiling my name, but he has a ship. So I suppose we can have a "friendly" chat.
Oh how I wish Syreana was here. She would solve everything with the snap of her fingers. Not to mention I haven't seen her in a year... and three months. But I know she'll find me.
She always seems to.