Djaq sat in her and Will's bunk on the ship, a wooden bucket sat on the floor

Djaq sat in her and Will's bunk on the ship, a wooden bucket sat on the floor. The floor of the ship swayed gently in the waves. Marian walked in holding a jug of water and two cups she poured them and gave on to Djaq.

"How are you feeling?" she asked

"Okay, not the best" said Djaq looking down at her simple gold ring around her finger and smiled she had an idea on what was wrong.

Djaq normally never had sea sickness but on this trip even in all her comfort she had found her self throwing up almost all she ate.

After a month on the ship Djaq knew what was wrong, well wrong was a matter of perspective. Some Englishmen on the ship who were prejudiced against Arabs would have said it was wrong, very wrong.

Djaq sat with Will on their bunk his arms were wrapped firmly around her.

"Are you feeling better?" he asked carefully hiding the worry in his voice.

"I'm fine, better then fine actually" she said gently wriggling out of his embrace and standing before him "Will, I'm pregnant"

Will's mouth hung open, he shut it and jumped up and pulled Djaq into his arms, he picked her up and span around his joy showing fully on his face.

Later up on deck Marian was telling Djaq how much she missed Robin, Djaq wasn't really listening, she was lost in her own little world thinking about the life that was growing inside her. Her and Wills' child.

Marian noticed Djaq's glazed stare out to sea and gave up her one-sided conversation. In the distance she saw the start of the French coast. They were closer home.

Marian smiled, every minute she was closer to Robin, closer to home. Then again every minute closer to Robin was a minute closer to Gisbourne and Vasey. She sighed; she and Robin wouldn't have a normal life until the sheriff was removed.

It took another two months to get to Portsmouth where the ship docked and the four of them left the ship behind and started on their journey towards Nottingham. The trip took longer because Will kept being over protective of Djaq and their unborn child. Djaq now in her 6th month of her pregnancy could only walk half what she normally would be able too.