If you haven't read my two previous stories (A Life With Love and A Life With Love Continues), I recommend you do so or else you will most undoubtedly find yourself lost. I also highly recommend them because they make for wonderful reading for anyone who enjoys Will/Elizabeth. Oh…Carry on!

Before night fell Will parted himself, most unpleasantly from his wife, and went downstairs to join his friends. He invited all of them upstairs to see the baby and also offered the house for them to stay. It didn't take long for Jack to abject saying that a crying baby, no matter who's baby, would most definitely cause him to go mad within minutes and declined Will's offer. Although he did agree to give a peek in the room to at least lay eyes on the new born. Nathan, Anamaria, Lucy, Jack, Mr. And Mrs. Yates, as well as little Tristan went up the stairs and around the small balcony into the firelight of the master bedroom where Elizabeth was sitting up in the newly clean bed, enamored with the tiny baby wrapped soundly in a blanket. Lucy, who had helped deliver her along with Mrs. Yates, stood more off to the side, allowing everyone else to get a look. Mr. Yates wasn't the least shy and approached the baby first with a gentle outstretched hand. His long face was drawn into a smile as his deep-set eyes were fixed on the girl's pinkish face.

"Shes gorgeous Mrs. Turner. You should be right proud of what you've got there." He said in a kindly voice, speaking as low as he could.

"Thank you." She replied sweetly, showing her gratitude with a genuine smile.

The elder man stepped aside, going over to his wife's side, and allowed Anna, Nathan, and Tristan to get a closer look. Anna was slightly apprehensive to get too close to the new born but warmed up once she saw the absolute helplessness the baby possessed. Nate drew closer and lightly touched her head, but moved his hand back quickly with a laugh. "You'll have to forgive me Elizabeth. I don't think I've ever been quite so close to a baby before."

Liz responded with an amused chuckle. "Its alright. I trust you." She said, lifting up the baby towards him. "Hold her… Just cradle her head…There you go. Now then, that's not so bad, is it?"

Nathan held her very uncomfortably but with care. "No, not so bad I suppose." He laughed then handed her carefully back over to her mother. He bent down a little lower and spoke in a more hushed tone. "I might need a little more practice. You never know when it could be my turn." He said with a twinge of a smile on his lips.

Elizabeth smiled back but her heart ached for Lucy and Nate. The couple had been married a little over five years and they still had no children. Elizabeth was married only one month before she was with child. And now she was holding her baby in her arms, and feeling herself swell with love for this little thing that she and Will made. Elizabeth knew that there was a good chance Lucy would never have that feeling. Tristan popping his head up and attempting to get a better look, which Elizabeth responded by leaning over slightly so the small boy could peer into the blankets and see the baby girl, broke her from her sorrowful thoughts. His eyes were wide and his little mouth was open, as to say something, but he wasn't sure of himself. Liz saw his bewilderment and took it as her queue to speak first.

"Tristan, this is my daughter, Katherine."

His little mouth pursed into a frown. "You did not have a daughter before madam…"

Elizabeth laughed and agreed. "Yes you're right, but she is new. What do you think?" she asked, still seeing his awe.

"I think…I think she is very beautiful." He stated matter-of-factly.

And now came Jack to interrupt this nice and pleasant moment with one of his comments of world-renowned wisdom. He kept his distance and looked over Tristan as his hands rested themselves in mid air. "She looks rather squinty ta' me."

Elizabeth couldn't be daunted by anything Jack said now; she was on top of the world. She merely smiled and replied with lightness in her tired voice. "And what were you expecting?"

He shrugged. "Somethin' less…squint-ish." Jack caught the glance of disapproval that he was receiving from Will, who was standing quite close now. "Ah but all tha same – she's a baby." He recovered. "An' a Turner…so she cant be all bad."

"Thank you Jack….I think." Liz complied.

Jack turned and put his hand on Will's shoulder, facing the opposite way as he leaned in closer. "Well it appears you aren't a eunich after all."

Will smiled and shook his head as Jack staggered off and over to the corner where Anna was standing.

"Jack" He said after him.

Jack turned and walked the few steps back over to his friend.

"Is there any word from my father?"

Jack looked away, avoiding the subject but then resorted to telling him after a moment of uncomfortable silence. "He elected to stay behind on the Pearl."

Will knew his face dropped and he felt the sorrow rise in him, after a moment it was mixed with slight anger. His father was always somewhere else when it came to family, and he had continued the habit on into the next generation.

"Sorry mate." Jack said, putting a firm hand on his shoulder.

Will shrugged and nodded, as to say he was alright. Will decided bitterly that he didn't need his father and never did. If he didn't care enough to come to the birth of his grandchild then Will didn't care enough to see him again. His father would rather get drunk in a tavern than see his son and family. Just then Nathan came up behind him and put a hand on his shoulder. "Will, I think we had better be going now and let Elizabeth rest…"

Will nodded. "Yes you're right, that's probably best. I appreciate you staying downstairs with me. It was hell you know…" Will confessed with a laugh.

Nate smiled. "Yes I can imagine, I was cringing along with you and she's not even my wife. If you need anything just let me know." He said before taking Lucy's hand and starting for the door. The couple turned around and leaned in the doorway before disappearing down the hall.

"Lizzy" Lucy called. "You take care, I'll come back over tomorrow evening if you like and help you clean up."

Elizabeth agreed and thanked the couple for their support.

Tristan bounded over to Nathan with the wooden horse he had given him earlier. "Thank you Monsieur." He said with his child excitement. "Can I keep it for a day longer?" He asked pleadingly.

Nathan nodded and didn't hesitate to oblige. Just then Lucy looked over to Will.

"Will, Is he staying with you?"

Will paused and scratched his head. "I suppose…I hadn't thought about it until now."

Lucy glanced a look to her husband "Would you mind if he stayed with us for a time? At least until Elizabeth is rested and you have some time to yourself with Katie."

Will looked to Elizabeth who was listening from the bed. She nodded and Will shrugged with a grin. "Sure, I see no reason why not."

Will knelt down to Tristan and brushed the hair on the boy's forehead to better see his bright blue eyes. "Is that alright with you… to stay with the Harringtons?"

Tristan nodded excitedly. "Oui!"

Will smiled at him and gave him a hug as he sent the boy away next door. He shook Nate's hand and put a friendly kiss on Lucy's cheek before they went down the stairs.

Anna came over to her and said her goodbyes and to Will also. Jack did the same but with less sentiment, knowing what awaited him once he and Anna were out the front door and away from prying eyes. Mrs. Yates followed Jack with a weary look out of the room and let out a heavy breath of relief once he was gone. She went to the bed with a pleasant look and gazed once more upon little Katie.

"Well Mrs. Turner, you've got a fine daughter there. If I were you I'd keep a close eye on her tonight and make sure her breathing doesn't worsen." The elder lady saw the look of worry cross the young woman's delicate features and put a hand on hers. "Don't fret deary. It's a common problem with babies who are born so early… By the way – " She said with a curious tinge in her voice. "What was it that brought on the labor?"

Elizabeth's mind raced through the previous events of the past couple of days: The single handed escape from the Pearl to the Diable, Her heart wrenching worry for her child's life as she was tied to the sacrifice alter, the dodging of boulders as the cavern began to collapse upon them, and her being flung into the water just as the huge cliff plunged itself to the ground with explosive force…

"Nothing out of the ordinary" She responded innocently.

"Hmm." The plump woman shrugged then straightened the covers around Elizabeth. "Well pay it no mind now. You just get some rest… and you might feed that little one before you slip off to sleep."

Will followed them down the stairs and shook their hands with great thanks for the service they provided for them. When he reached the bedroom he looked in to find his wife with her nightgown pulled off of her shoulder. Her left breast was exposed enough for her baby to feed. Will approached them both quietly and sat on the bed carefully as to not to disturb them. Elizabeth could feel his eyes on her and she smiled, knowing he had never seen a woman breast-feed her child just as she was doing now. For a moment Will merely watched, unmoving. Elizabeth kept her eyes on Katherine, small and fragile in her arms. She prayed feverishly that her actions previous to her birth did not put her baby in any danger and cursed herself for the trial that she had put everyone through because of it.

"Does it hurt?" Will asked quietly, still sitting next to her, but with some distance between them.

Elizabeth smiled at his curiosity. "Its…strange, and different. I'm not sure I can explain it."

Will shifted and lay on his stomach and rested his chin in his hands that were propped up by his elbows. He watched mother and daughter as they lay there together, as close as mother and daughter could possibly be. He sat with his little family, secluded and oblivious to the world. With nothing else mattering besides the well being of his wife and newborn daughter, William Turner was the happiest man in the world at that moment.

"Liz?"

"Hmm?"

"Let's just name her Katherine…and leave the Abigail out."

She gave him a questioning look with soft eyes. "But Will, its you're mother's name…"

"I know." He said, pulling himself up to sit closely beside her. "But we can always save Abigail for next time." He whispered, with his eyes as slight twinkle.

"Oh, I see…next time." She nodded, looking back down at her baby

Will's face dropped slightly as he wrapped his arm around his wife's shoulders. "You don't want a 'next time'?"

Elizabeth brought her face close to his lips and gazed up in his dark brown eyes. "Of course there will be a next time. If this one baby can make me this happy I can't imagine what kind of effect another child will on me."

"I can." Will smiled, slowly kissing her lips

"Hmm…" Liz half moaned, half questioned. "What's that?"

"If this baby made you this irresistible I cant imagine how I will be able to keep my hands off you."