It had been months since Jack had seen Will, four infact. He was not sure, as the Pearl docked some where just of the coast of Port Royal, whether young William would be happy about seeing him again or not.

"Jack…" Gibbs said attentively. Jack stared vaguely into the distance in deep thought his dark eyes wide and almost scared.

"What…" he said an echo seeming to come through his voice. Like he was in a long dark tunnel, alone.

Gibbs and the crew had been worried about Jack lately. The usual chirpy and optimistic Captain had suddenly become depressed and began isolating himself from his crew, snapping at them easier. He also seemed afraid and lost. One thing his crew had never seen from Jack Sparrow was the pirate being lost. He had always had a goal, a plan. The mischievous twinkle in the deep brow eyes had disappeared and had been replaced with a flat look.

It scared the crew more than anything that this strong man had been reduced to sitting alone in his cabin drinking. Sailing them to nowhere. Sometimes Gibbs could even hear Jack cry. He had never heard the man cry is all the years he had known him. It was heartbreaking to hear from a man who Gibb's considered his unbiological son.

"Jack we're in Port Royal."

"I know that." He rolled his eyes sarcastically.

"This is a naval port."

"What's your point?" Jack said testily.

"Why would we dock in a naval port? What are we looking for?"

Jack sighed sadly. "Me, mate. It's me that's doin the findin."

Gibbs was confused his eyebrows knitting together. "What you be findin Jack?"

"Same thing I found in a Blacksmith shop here years ago."

Gibbs frowned fitting all the pieces together.

"What? Will?"

Jack nodded solemnly.

"But- Why? What do you need from…"

"That's none of you business." Jack snapped. Gibbs jumped shocked at the pirate's harsh tone.

"S-Sorry Cap'n. I dint mean t'… sorry." Gibbs turned to help the crew get their Captain's boat ready and he felt a gentle hand on his fore arm. Gibbs turned to Jack who groaned.

"I'm sorry mate. Fer snappin at yer."

Gibb's smiled softly. "It's fine lad. I know there summet wrong with ye. And I'm here if ye feel like sayin bout it."

Jack smiled. "Thanks."

As Jack lowered himself down into the boat he felt a strange sense of longing to be ashore. He had never felt that before. Maybe because, for once he wanted safety. And that safety was on land in Port Royal.

"Fuck Jack! Sofuckingsexy."

"Ughn. Harder Will."

Will was snapped out of his dream as he heard a knock on the Smithy door. He had been having dreams about that night more and more in the months that him and Jack had been apart. He had become infatuated with the man. Worse Will believed he had fallen in love with him and it had caused the separation of him and Elizabeth. She just wasn't Jack. And he didn't want to burden her anymore with a brooding depressed husband. They were young and in love when he had left with the Dutchman. And in that time Will had time to think, to become a man. He realised he had made a mistake marrying Elizabeth, it was unfair to both of them.

Of course he was happy to see her when he returned and even more so to see that they had a son. Also name William. Make no mistake Will loved his son more than anything, more that breathing. And so he moved back to Port Royal with Elizabeth so that he could see his son on a regular basis. Will had gone forlornly back to his life as a blacksmith and Elizabeth more happily to her life as the Governors daughter. Taking her fathers place and allowing Pirates into the naval port. Well one ship of Pirates. The Pearl.

Not that Jack would ever return. Why should he? He had nothing here he wanted.

Will knew Mr. Brown wouldn't wake and so left his room and made his way to the smithy door. It was a storm outside and Will could hear the thunder roll. He frowned to himself. Who would be crazy enough to brave a storm in the middle of the night?

When he flung open the door it all became clear.

"Jack?" said Will astonished. Jack stood there as gorgeous as Will had remembered. His dark dreadlocked hair was dripping and the droplets of rain fell down his smooth slightly paler bronze skin over his carved ceekbones. His stunning dark eyes, framed with smudged black, looked at Will wide with curiosity. He smiled slightly his pretty pink lips pulling back over his teeth too white to be a pirates apart from the odd gold.

He looked paler than usal, almost ill. Still the most sublime thing to walk the earth. Or sail the sea.

Without thinking Will threw himself into Jack wrapping the man in a tight hug.

"Oh my god! I haven't seen you in… How are you!"

"Will. Will! Your squashing me."

He pulled back quickly and he smiled softly at me. "Sorry." Will muttered. "Your just…you saved my life."

" Your life was worth saving." Jack said softly reaching up to trace my cheek with his fingers. Will shivered and Jack snapped out of it looking almost guilty.

"What's wrong Jack?" Will was worried. "You look…ill."

Jack bit his lip. "Can we talk love?"

Will had just realised that Jack was shivering.

"Oh god! Yes of course come in. Fuck you must be freezing."

Jack smiled as Will took his hand and led him into the room and sitting him by the fire.

"Wait here I'll go get you a blanket."

Jack was bemused. "I'm fine William."

"No you're not. You're pale." He said sharply leaving no room for arguments. Jack pouted but let Will wrap a thick fancy looking blanket around him.

"This looks a bit posh." Jack mumbled.

"Courtesy of Elizabeth." Will smiled sadly. Jack frowned his face screwing up in puzzlement, making Will smile in adoration.

"Where is she? How is she?"

"She's at her house probably. She's fine."

Jack smiled baffled. "Not to pry but why are you not there with her?"

"We got divorced." Will grimaced.

Jack looked up into Will's chocolate brown eyes, those gorgeous eyes…

"Sorry darlin."

Will laughed. "It was me who wanted it. I- was in love with some one else."

"Oh." Will frowned at Jack, why was he acting so strangely? "So why the gifts?"

"She wants the father of her child looked after or something along those lines."

Jack's eyes widened and he looked shocked.

"Y-You have a kid?"

Will nodded. "Aye my four year old son. As you know Calypso cut my time short. I was confused too, she said I had something to face. Yet nothings happened yet."

I looked back at Jack who looked near to tear.

"Oh dear god." He whispered shakily, burying his head in his hands.

Will was scared now. "Jack." He said kneeling in front of the shaking pirate. This was Captain Jack Sparrow. The strongest man Will had ever known. "Jack look at me." He took Jacks hands from his face and held them tightly in his own. Jack looked into Will's eyes just as a tear spilled onto his beautiful face.

"Jack." Will gasped, wiping the tear with his thumb. "Dear god what is wrong?"

Jack took a deep calming breath shutting him eyes to think.

"Do you remember… when we were at the Isla De Murta. When I killed Barbossa and you had my and your piece of gold in your hand? And both of or blood was together?"

Will was uneasy. "Of course I do." You looked so exhilarated.

"Well…something-happened Will. I don't know what. But…"

Jack looked terrified. Will caressed Jack's face soothingly.

"It's okay tell me, just get it out."

Jack took a shuddering breath and opened his dark orbs. "But some how the mix of our blood and the magic, the spell… It made it that… that I could…be pregnant."

Will's mouth fell open. "W-How?"

"Well, more like you could make me pregnant."

Will's eyes widened. "Remember that night bout four months ago lovely?"

"How could I forget?" Will said blankly.

"I guess you've worked out what I'm trying to say to you lad."

Will looked at his stomach curiously. He reached out a stroked the small bump that had formed.

"You're pregnant."

Jack smiled a tender and watery smile at Will. "Four months worth lovely."

Thump.

"I expected that." Jack said shaking his head at Will's unconscious form.

Jack Sparrow pregnant you ask? Well I just adore my pregnant Jack. If I may so myself =) Review!