A/N: I love Pirates of the Caribbean and I've been trying to think of some kind of plot! I'd like to see how this story will turn out. I like to just work from chapter to chapter since my ideas change a lot. This first chapter…is going to some sexual content but not a lot…just jokes but you have to have a good mind to get the jokes. If no one reviews it, then what the hell…I'll take it down.
Elizabeth prepared the bed that she and William Turner were to sleep in. Elizabeth sat up in bed reading a book. Will finally came home from working at the blacksmith (swords smith…which one?) late. He went to the bathroom then returned to enter the bed in his night clothes. Elizabeth looked up and kissed him on the cheek instead of the lips. He wanted a kiss on lips but he accepted the one he had received. Elizabeth was a little upset with him since he stayed late working in the blacksmith instead of spending more time with her.
"Elizabeth, how are you feeling?" She looked at him and just answered with a fine. "Have you been having morning sickness yet?" He asked. Elizabeth was trying to read her book but he kept interrupting hoping to get a better response from her.
"No, not yet Will." She returned to reading her book.
"Do you think it'll be a boy or a girl?" Will was figuring that he had done something wrong but he didn't know what.
"I have no idea until the child arrives William, but I hope it will be a girl. A girl that won't be afraid to slap men when they need to be slapped." Will immediately caught on to her emotion. She was definitely upset!
"Why do I need to be hit on?" He asked.
"Because you have been working but paying me no attention." Elizabeth answered throwing the book down.
Will smiled. "If I have been paying you no attention, then how do you think it is possible that you are having a child?" (If you haven't the slightest clue yet…Elizabeth is pregnant but she is still in the first of second month)Elizabeth laughed, one of the reasons she loved him was because of his quick wit. Will laid his head against her ear tired. He began snuggle against her and plant soft kisses against her ear. Elizabeth smiled but this isn't the kind of attention that she had wanted. She wanted to talk to him about things and have picnics on the beach but he worked more than she wanted him to.
Elizabeth leaned over the side of the bed and blew out the candle that lay on the night stand. To show that she didn't want the attention he was finally giving her, she turned over in the bed, leaving Will lying arched up. He some how lit the candle next him on his nightstand.
"Tell me what the matter is?" He asked Elizabeth.
"You work more than you are here with me! It is almost as if you love the swords you make than you love me!"
"Well I love making children just as much as I love making swords." He answered hoping that she'd only take it as a joke but he had made the wrong move.
"William?" Elizabeth turned and looked at him.
"Yes my dear?" He answered.
"Do you love me?" She asked looking at his glittery brown eyes.
"Yes of course I do!"
"Then why do you spend such time insulting me?"
"I thought you said I spent time making swords." Elizabeth hit him then she turned back around slightly smiling. "I am only joking. I haven't been home all day. I need to laugh."
"And making jokes at my expense is helping you to laugh?" That was a yes on Will's behalf but he didn't answer.
Will held her soft pale hand against his rough hands. "I love you more than anything even more than the swords I make. I will see if can spend less there and more time with you. How does that sound?" He asked hoping to finally please her.
Elizabeth sighed. She couldn't resist the touch of his hands. They sent such shivers up her spine but a calmness followed. "It sounds very good William." Elizabeth only called him William in a serious situation or when they made love.
"How about I start spending more time with you now?" Will's hand let go her hand and held her cheek.
"How are you to do that?" She asked even though she knew the answer.
William didn't answer by word but by the matter with the touch of his hands.
A/N: Yes I do know it's short but what the heck? If you do want to read more then just review and I'll add a chapter. I'd love to do a story though but only if you're interested!