I do not own Pirates, though I wish I did. Sadly, it's not Burger King. We can't have it our way. Oh and I changed the genre from Adventure to Drama since I'm not sure if I can write a good adventure.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Elizabeth smiled. "Stop the ship," she told Mr Gibbs who was at the helm. "What?" he asked. "I said stop the bloody ship! The Dutchman is coming." Elizabeth yelled. Gibbs was smart enough to know what that meant. "Aye," he answered. The ship stopped. Within minutes, the Dutchman caught up with them. The crew climbed aboard and made sure none of the crew goes by Will.

Elizabeth tried to go to Will, but she struggled against the hold of Will's crew. Bootstrap saw what she was trying to do and let her through. She smiled gratefully at him and decided to tell him about the baby since he was going to be a grandfather.

"Bootstrap! I need to tell you something! Will and I are going to have a baby!" she said joyously. He smiled a father-like smile.

"I know," he replied. "And Will knows too. The sea goddess came to us and told us the happy news. Congratulations Elizabeth!" Elizabeth gave her father-in-law a hug and went to see Will. Bootstrap held her back and said, "You have to wait until he sees the crewman. He has to decide whether to spend a hundred years serving as part of the Dutchman's crew, or have his soul ferried to the other side." Elizabeth shot back, "I don't care! I am going to see my husband whether I can or not." She tore herself from Bootstrap's grip and went in. There, Will was kneeling at the dying sailor's side and said, "Hai Chen do you fear death?" He knew Elizabeth was in the room, but pretended not to notice. Elizabeth was aware of the fact Will knew she was in the room because she saw his warm brown eyes direct their attention to her for a moment and then back to the Singaporean crewman.

"No," Hai Chen rasped. "I want my soul to be ferried to the other side. So I can be with my wife." Will nodded and said, "You will be restored to full health until we reach the realm of the dead. Then you will be on the other side."

Hai Chen felt rejuvenated and shook Will's hand. "Thank you," he smiled and left with the crew. This left Elizabeth alone with Will in the crew's quarters.

"Elizabeth," he breathed. He was happy that he got to see his wife again, even though they hadn't been separated long. "Will," Elizabeth said softly, but happily. She ran into his arms and he kissed her. When they broke apart, she said, "Will, I'm going to have a baby! But Bootstrap told me you knew already, that the sea goddess told you. Will, I'm so happy you know."

He stroked her hair and said, "I know. But I won't be here to help you through it." He frowned at this thought and the expression on his face turned to sadness. Elizabeth knew what he was thinking.

"Will," she whispered. "Will, it's going to be okay. Don't forget I have your heart. And I have other friends too." She tried to make this sound convincing, but it really didn't sound that way.

Will stood up and walked around the room. "But it'd be different then right? I'm stuck on the Dutchman and I can't even help my wife through her pregnancy. And even after the ten years have passed, would I be a good father? Would our son or daughter take a liking to me or stray away?"

Elizabeth stood up too. "Will, don't tell yourself that! Of course you'd be a good father, and yes our child will love you! Will, please stop saying these things! They are untrue." She went to him and kissed him softly. "You'll be a great father."

Will gave her a shaky smile and departed the Empress. Elizabeth then went to her quarters, sat on her bed, and cried.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Captain," Tai Huang called, knocking on the door of the captain's quarters. This woke Elizabeth up. 'Huh', she thought. 'I cried myself to sleep? I don't usually do that…'

"Captain," he called again. Elizabeth sat up and said, "Come in." He came in and said, "Captain, we're in view of Port Royal." Elizabeth followed him to the deck and right there were the Port Royal docks. Jack was playing with his compass. He had a bottle of rum in his left hand and took a swig every two minutes. The compass point stopped. It was pointing to open sea.

"Oi, my ship is there," he said, pointing at the ocean. "Not in this rat-town. What are we doing here anyway?" Elizabeth shot him a glare and said," I'm here to review my father's will. And I have no time to be the governess of a town, so I have write a paper and sign it or something like that to officially give the title to my cousin." Jack pulled a face.

Ana, who was putting down the sails, said, "Jack, for once in your life, have some patience." Gibbs steered the Empress into the harbour and Elizabeth went down and tied up the ship. She paid the harbour master, stopped briefly at a lawyer's office to get papers so she could officially give her cousin her position, and walked to the house of Andrew Parkinson. His house was half the size of the Swann mansion, but nevertheless cosy and comfortable.

She knocked at the door and the doorman appeared asking, "Parkinson residence, may I help you?"

"Tell Andrew that his cousin, Elizabeth, is here to see him," replied Elizabeth. The doorman nodded and minutes later, Andrew came down. He smiled when he saw Elizabeth.

"Well, well, well, Elizabeth. Long time no see, eh?" Andrew made his way down the stairs and invited Elizabeth in. They both sat down in the sitting room.

"So tell me, how is dear Miss Swann doing?" Andrew asked. 'Dear Miss Swann' and 'Dear Mr Parkinson' were somewhat nicknames to the pair when they were kids.

"Actually Andrew, I'm not dear Miss Swann anymore," replied Elizabeth with a smile. "I'm 'dear Mrs Turner' now." Andrew grinned. "So you and Will got married now did you? What did your father say? I knew he wanted you to marry Norrington…"

At the mention of her father, Elizabeth's face fell. Andrew notised this and asked his cousin what was the matter.

"It's Father… he's dead," Elizabeth said as a tear rolled down her cheek. Andrew was probably the only person she knew who didn't know about her father's death. It was hard for her to talk about it without breaking out in tears. Andrew's face fell as well.

"I'm sorry," he whispered. Elizabeth wiped the tears from her face and said, "So now I leave you his position." Andrew looked incredulous. "Beg pardon?"

She told him about her adventures with pirates and about becoming the Pirate Lord of the South China Sea and the Pirate King. About Will and her impromptu wedding and her being pregnant. She left out the part about Will being confined to the Dutchman for ten years, because that also was another story she couldn't tell without breaking out in tears.

Andrew looked surprised and amused. For one thing, he never thought Elizabeth would do something like that, or get married that way. But on the other hand, she had always been fascinated by pirates.

"I have too much on my hands to be a governess. You've always been fascinated by Father's job, so… now it's yours," said Elizabeth.

Elizabeth held out papers for Andrew to sign. "I've signed them already. Now it's your turn." Andrew took a quill and some ink and scribbled Andrew Parkinson next to Elizabeth's loopy signature. She smiled. "Done."

She left the papers with Andrew and departed his house. As soon as she stepped out the door she was hit in the head with a glass bottle and was knocked out.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

After Will departed the Empress, he told the old Singaporean sailor to sit until they reached the realm of the dead, and went to his quarters. He lay down on his bed and thought about what Elizabeth said to him.

He went over it again and again, not getting anything from it. Then, on the tenth time, he thought of his father. He wasn't there to watch him grow up. But meeting him all those years later made him realise Bootstrap was a good father. But still, he didn't have a chance to see his father for around twenty years. Until he met him, that is.

He lay there for about an hour, when Bootstrap said, "Son, we're at the realm of the dead." Both men went to the deck and saw a poorly made dock with a dozen little boats with lanterns there. In addition to Hai Chen, there were eleven other souls they got today.

All the dead sailors and pirates lowered theirselves down into a little boat and once the last sailor got into the last boat, the little boats started moving and were off.

The Dutchman made its way once more into the realm of the living, this time Will was at the helm. He needed something to get his mind off the whole 'father' business. Maybe open sea was the answer would clear his head.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I got Andrew's last name from Harry Potter. Pansy Parkinson XP. Didn't like the ending much, but R&R please! This was 5 1/3 pages on Word, the longest I've ever written XD. Oh and I'm going to Miami for eleven days, so I might not be able to update for a while!