Title: First Thoughts
Summary: Will is away from home and good ole' Jack is pressurized into looking after Elizabeth as she is late into her pregnancy. Will Will be in home in time? Or will Jack have to make-do as a midwife with complications on the way?
A/N: This is placed somewhere..please don't hate me. This is my first POTC and I have some ideas for it and am tempting to write a one shot. If you wish to flame me, please PM me. If I get too many bad reviews I shall burn/delete this :) If not, enjoy and I'll update asap!
P.S: As much as I like J/E fics..this one is pretty much W/E but with some J/E fluff.
Eight and a half months pregnant, Elizabeth Turner was in search for a spoon. A spoon for honey dipping. In fact, ever since she became pregnant, a certain eight and a half month ago; all she ever craved for was honey. Pots and pans were over turned for her search, and nearly ended in the house cat being wacked with a fallen glass.
''Oops'' She tutted, as she attempted to bend over, her huge weight almost pulling her over.
She picked up the glass and stroked the cat to make sure he was ok. He gave a satisfied ''meow'' before departing the room.
Her search was soon interrupted by the likes of Captain Jack Sparrow. He whom was looking after her, not that she liked it.
Will was away from home selling swords. He promised he'd be back in time for the birth but Jack was having doubts as to whether he would or not. If labour did occur before Will returned home, Jack may just find himself with a different occupation, other than a Captain..a midwife.
He poked Elizabeth in the waist gently, but it sent her spinning around to see whom the poker was.
''Jack!'' She shrieked, but before she fell backwards, Jack held her before she had the chance to escape his clutches.
''Now you've disturbed me, you can clear up after me'' Elizabeth spoke in a harsh tone. Ever since Jack was around, she began to boss him around as if he was a servent.
''Yes Luv'' He replied, clearing away the pots and the pans.
''Did you finish the honey in those sandwhiches you had yesterday? Only, I can't find the jar'' She questioned, sitting herself down.
''Nope, I ate jam ones instead. If you look to your right, you will see a pot of honey for yourself and my baby''
She placed such a look upon her face after hearing the ''my baby'' bit of his sentence, that Jack smiled nervously and continued to pack the things away.
''You know, Will won't exactly be happy after he hears what you've been saying to me''
''Eye, Lizzy but; he won't ever find out'' Jack winked and opened up the honey pot.
''Oh really? You're that certain?'' She said, raising her eyebrows''
''I'm very certain. As soon as I feed you this pot of honey you'll forget about everything''
Elizabeth grumbled as Jack passed her the honey pot.
''You know, I've really enjoyed staying here..'' Jack said, a grin appering on his face. He moved closer, opening his mouth as to whisper into Elizabeth's ear.
''Hmmm?'' She mumbled.
''I said..'' Jack said, preparing to repeat himself.
''Elizabeth! Some news for you!'' The maid spoke, rushing into the kitchen.
TBC?