The Last Addition

A/N This is my first Pirates story. I hope you like it!! This is just after At World's End.

(Eight months after the Flying Dutchman left and Will along with it):

Mrs. Elizabeth Turner sat in her cabin on her ship. She was captain. She was king. She was 8 months pregnant. Sighing deeply she leaned back in her chair; letting her arms fall to her sides limply.

Suddenly, her door was opened. "Captain!"

"Aye," she said, sitting up a little. She knew that her crew wasn't happy with the fact that she was a woman, and a pregnant woman at that, as well as their captain, but they were beginning to cope.

"We've found it," Tai Huang gave his captain a smile.

She jumped up, moving quicker than she had since Will left. She walked out on deck and saw a few of her crew waiting for her. "Where is it?"

They all looked out to the starboard side.

"There!" Tai pointed.

She smiled a little, then turned serious again. "What are you waiting for?" she began yelling many commands about the ship. "Set sail! Raise the lines!"

After a while, they were right on top of the other ship. She grabbed a dingy.

"Give them a signal," she told her first mate. He ran and signaled the ship and they slowed down, giving her enough time to go down with a few others and head over to the other ship.

She crawled aboard the Black Pearl.

"Poppet!" Pintel walked over to her with a great, yellow smile on his face.

"Is Jack on board?"

"Actually, no," Pintel said, sounding slightly disappointed.

"Well then is Barbossa on board?" she was getting restless already.

"'E's in 'is quarters," Pintel nodded to the captain's quarters.

Elizabeth nodded and walked towards the captain's quarters. As she did, a few jaws dropped.

She knocked on the door, frustrated.

"Come in."

She walked through. "Barbossa."

"Aye," he looked up and saw her. "You're majesty. Good to see you again."

"I have a problem," she said, standing where she was.

"Getting right down to business are we?"

"Captain, I really do have a problem," she said, frustrated.

"Alright, what are ye problem?" Barbossa said, motioning to the seat in front of him.

Elizabeth stepped towards the seat. "My problem is eight months ago, my husband and I made love for the first time, and then he sailed away with his crew. Now I won't see him for 10 years."

"I don't see the problem in that," Barbossa said.

"The problem is, the next time I see him," she paused for a moment, allowing Barbossa to think, "his child will be almost 10 years old."

Barbossa froze. "What?"

She turned to the side slightly so he could get full view of her pregnant stomach. "I need to find the Flying Dutchman."

A/N I know that was short! Hope you enjoyed it still! Review to tell me!

-S-D-