AN: I'm sorry this took so long for me to put up! I had writers block, along with the fact I had to fight myself so I would make it longer. I wanted to rush it, but I thought about Wencheshavemorefun's Jack OC story when the girl was pregnant, and I wanted to make it long like that. But I can assure you, unless babysitting throws some grand idea into my head today, then Alley and Jack are going to be able to be together in the next chappie. Savvy? Oh and I passed my driving exam: ).

Jack awoke to see that he was in a brig, his brig to be precise. His eyes tried to adjust to the darkness of the night as he stood up to stretch his legs. From the way they were stiff, he'd been laying in a strange position for a day at the most. He felt his way to the edge of the cell and he grasped at the iron bars to keep himself steady. "Jack?" A familiar male voice echoed around the brig from the entrance. Gibbs slowly came into view, carrying a lantern that flickered feebly. "Jack." He met his friend at the door to his cell, which was, of course, locked. "Feng took over the ship and put you in the brig. Knocked you out cold when you were trying to rescue Alex. Threw you in here about a day ago. He put me as his first mate for the Pearl. He isn't that bright…"

Jack cut him off, scrunching his face in frustration. "Where's Alley?"

Gibbs sighed deeply, Jack's mind going a hundred miles a minute. "She's with Feng in your cabin, Jack. He wanted her to share the bed, but she refused so she's sleeping on a blanket on the floor." Jack laughed; he could see her doing that. "She's not letting him touch her, and I've told your crew about her carrying your child. They're preventing him from touching her so he won't find out." Once again, the first mate sighed. "She's worried about you, though. I'm only down here because he thinks I'm checking on your being here."

"Where's he?"

"Asleep in the cabin."

"And Alex?"

"She's out on the deck…"

A familiar voice shot through the quiet brig. "Gibbs, where's the…" Jack's breath caught in his throat when he saw her, and she stopped when she saw what Gibbs was doing. In another second she was in front of the cell, grasping her husband's hands through the bars. "Jack." She breathed his name in a silent whisper as he pressed his face against the bars. "Are you alright?"

"Yes, darling. How're…"

Gibbs interrupted. "I'll stand at the foot of the stairs, Alex. I'll let you know if I hear anything..." With that he disappeared from view.

She turned back to him with a gaze that made Jack's heart melt. The soft green eyes were filled with sadness and love as they looked at him with a longing to be with him. He stroked one hand gently with his thumb as the other reached up to caress her face through the bars. She leaned into it. "I'm sorry, darling."

"It's alright Jack. I'll be fine. I won't as much as touch him, for it'll remind me of you too much…" Jack's heart skipped a beat when he felt hot tears on his hand.

"Alexis! He's on deck, I hear him."

"I love you." She whispered as she kissed his palm and exited, wiping her eyes as she left.

With that, Jack was left alone once more with his palm tingling from her sweet and tender kiss, wanting to feel it on his lips.

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I arrived back on the deck coolly, as if I hadn't done anything wrong. Feng didn't seem to notice that I had been missing, and I let it go. Mana was further down the deck, cleaning the deck. Feng had finally guessed that we were sisters, so he prohibited any sort of contact. I missed Jack's Captaining. He would give orders and actually participate with making the ship operate smoothly. Feng, however, just gave orders and slept, never at the helm or helping. I hated him with a distinct passion, another reason he couldn't find out about my pregnancy.

Jack was the only thing on my mind as Sao Feng ran the Pearl. I wanted to embrace him, kiss him, love him, and just feel him with me. The thought helped me concentrate on the duties I was assigned, and it helped me from killing the Singapore Pirate King. One night in the cabin, he mentioned going to Tortuga. I'd asked why, and instantly regretted it. He wanted to wed me there. Did he not know that I was betrothed to a man already? Of course he did, he wasn't that stupid. He wanted me to not be with him. Beauty was all men thought about, I'd concluded. Jack didn't obsess over it though. He'd allow me to tramp around the decks with my hair sticking up if I wanted to. My pregnancy threw the marriage thing into another spin as well. I didn't want to be discovered to be pregnant. Jack's crew obviously knew what was going on, for every time the filthy man tried to touch me, Marty or Cotton would pull me away to do some chore or another. I loved them for that.

About a week and a half after he'd taken over the beloved ship that was home to me, we arrived in Tortuga. The town was the same as it always had been, bustling and loud with shopkeepers, drunks, and the other various pirates who were there. I missed Jack, more than ever it seemed at that very moment. Maybe it was seeing women with pirates or the drunks running around, but I knew that I missed the safety of being in his arms as soon as we set foot on the docks. Feng was holding my arm, Cotton following close behind incase Feng bought something. Knowing him, poor Cotton would have to carry something heavy just because Feng wanted to be a pain in the arse. I was lead into a small church that vaguely represented one. It was more of a storage building, with everything in the world in there. There was an alter, if you could call it that, in the front of the building. I did NOT want to get married to that sad excuse for a man. Jack had indeed spoiled me; He wasn't the typical women-are-treasures-that-can't-do-what-they-want pirate. Feng, however and unfortunately, was. I didn't do much except sit in the cabin or cook for he didn't like me doing much; didn't want to 'stress' me. He obviously didn't know me very well. And I was already married.

I was lead up to the alter, where a odd man stood. His hair was a mess, he smelled worse than pirates, which I'd come to adjust to, and his skin was black with dirt. I turned up my nose as I glared at Feng. I wanted to get away desperately. Right as the scumbag man began to speak the words, I lifted my knee and nailed Sao in between the legs. He moaned in pain as I grabbed Cotton's arm and fled, my legs flying as we ran. For an old pirate, he could run!

We finally made it to the ship and I was in the cabin, searching for the brig's key for a matter of moments when Feng came in, rage in his eyes. I gritted my teeth and straightened up after bending, searching in a trunk. The door closed and he went to Jack's desk and withdrew a whip from a drawer. My eyes widened as I realized my punishment. Cotton had come in the room with me, and I was grateful. I could hear the crews trying to be silent as they listened against the door. I met the elderly man's gaze, and sympathy was in his eyes as the parrot sat soundlessly on his shoulder. I was told to turn around, and I did as I heard the whip coming down on my back. I leaned forward on the wall, pressing against it as I felt the pain again. It hurt, and I couldn't let him find out about the baby. The whistle of the whip was sounded a few more times, around six more, and then I heard Feng storm off, the door slamming. A gentle hand was on my shoulder, and as much as I appreciated Cotton being my go-to guy during everything, I desperately wanted the hand to belong to Jack. Words can't describe how I missed him. I wanted to curl in his arms and cry and kiss him senseless.

Cotton stared at me sympathetically as I leaned to the wall again, my forehead pressing against the wood. I cried from the pain, both emotional and physical. It hurt to be torn from Jack more than anyone could ever know. I prayed to God right then and there that I could be reunited with my husband without the horrible pirate existing. I missed, needed, and loved Jack.

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Jack cursed as Gibbs told him what he'd heard. The first mate had come down, supposedly checking on Jack once again, and he was telling the Captain about his wife's encounter with the whip. "She had fled onto the ship at a startling rate. I could tell she was upset and angry. He'd tried to wed her, but she didn't allow him. Alley encountered the cat 'o nine, Jack. She didn't make much more than a whimper, but as he fled I could see Cotton tending to her. She's hurt, Jack, and maybe it's not my place to say, but she won't be nearly the same lass when you get her back."

"Aye. I know. Sneak her down here, Gibbs. I need to see her."

Jack missed his wife enough to murder someone. She was going through a lot for an expecting woman, and from the sound of it, she was pretty strong. But he needed to tell her he'd get her back soon. He loved her and Sao Feng wasn't going to get in the way.

"Gibbs, find the key to this cell, aye? Bring it to me when you get a hold of it, along with a sword and pistol."

"Aye."

Gibbs disappeared, only to reappear moments later with Alexis in tow. He smiled sadly then returned to his position in the stairwell.

She looked different than Jack remembered. Her hair was the same straight hair, but it was darker, despite the dim light. It wasn't sun-dyed, causing it to be a dull brown as it lay on her shoulders, oily. Her face was dirty and tired, tear marks evident. He could see where scars lay on her arms from being whipped various times. Gibbs had said that ever since that day, the whip had been laid on her more and more. Jack tenderly reached out and cupped her face, wiping the tears that escaped her saddened green eyes with his thumb.

He felt Alley lean into his touch as she closed her eyes momentarily and held the hand in her own. Her eyes fluttered back open to look into his faded kohl-rimmed eyes. "Jack, I need you." Her voice was needing. "Promise me you'll get out soon. I'm sore, I've lost a lot of blood, and I can only imagine if he were to find out about…"

"No darling. He won't find out. And I promise." Jack found himself being a sensitive, caring husband at the moment, but he didn't care. Those words just caused Alex to cry harder. "Bugger. No, no, no. Don't cry, well cry but try to calm down, savvy?"

Jack did the only thing he knew how to do; he grabbed her arm and gently pulled her so her face was pressed against the iron bars, just like his. He pulled her head so her lips could meet hers and he kissed her.

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I calmed down as we pulled away, seeing as the bars made it difficult to kiss. Only Jack would've been able to kiss me through a cell. I smiled sadly at him as he fingered my oily hair. It needed washed, but so did his. Jack would never admit it, but he did wash his hair, probably when I was with Mana or Elizabeth or when I was asleep. Suddenly, a noise echoed throughout the brig from the deck. "Gibbs, what was that?"

I heard the sound of the first mate's feet and his voice. "Elizabeth's pregnancy has been discovered, Alex."

I imitated Jack, causing him to snort lightly before soothing me momentarily. "Bugger."