When he saw her walking down the dock, child in arms, through the fog, he didn't show the least bit of surprise. Only a smile filled his face as he greeted her. Though Elizabeth argued her free will, the possibility of her not appearing seemed to be more and more non-existent.

"Good morning" he greeted.

"Where would you like him?" was all she said in response.

"Follow me, love" Jack said turning towards the Black Pearl.

Elizabeth did just that, following his course up onto the deck. Peering through the fog along the way, the environment of an all-male crew intimidated her, though she never would admit it. What could she expect of them? It seemed that Jack had all new sailors. Who could say they'd be as respectful as others? A few men hung from the rigging, like monkeys in an exotic forest. She could see that as she boarded they stopped to look but she cared not to take notice. A very tall and grizzly man to her left also caught her attention with his height alone. Another caught her eye as well. However he couldn't have been taller then Elizabeth herself and seemed too refined to be on a pirate ship. She was all too taken in by her surroundings to foresee her first welcome.

Still on deck, a crossing sailor with burnt auburn hair and a scraggly beard stopped in his tracks at the sight of her. He looked her up and down.

"Oo hoo hoo hoo, Jacky!" the man let out a roaring cackle. "Where'd you get this here fine treasure?"

"Watch it, sir." Elizabeth sharply scolded. She hid her fear well with false strength, yet she couldn't help but tighten her grip on William anxiously.

The sailor cackled yet again. "Not to worry ye, Lassy. I mean no harm. Jacky says you was a good pirate and wot not, but he forgot to mention yer beauty."

Elizabeth shot a glance to Jack who made eye contact but no response, then back again to the goony sailor. "I wouldn't expect the Captain to find significance in anything beyond my skills."

Another cackle, wheezier then before. "Oo, hoo, hoo…That's where you're wrong, lassy."

"Alrighty then!" Jack finally interjected, as if it were a matter of urgency. "Shall we continue then?"

Elizabeth looked from Jack to the man and then back again suspiciously. Silence for a brief moment.

"Of course, but first I'd like to introduce myself" the sailor said, whipping off his ragged bandanna and offering Elizabeth his dirty hand with a rottenly pleasant grin. "The name is Bellamy"

Elizabeth still kept her eyes on him intently while cautiously slipping him her hand, only for the sake of good manners.

"Elizabeth" she introduced herself.

"Tis a pleasure, Elizabeth" Bellamy said with a bow and then turned on his way.

Jack was already walking down to the lower deck when Elizabeth remembered to follow. It grew stuffy and moist below as she carefully stepped behind him. Sailors flooded the level, loudly moving barrels and carts to their appropriate locations. Already they were dripping with sweat, despite the slight morning coolness.

"You'll be down in the lower deck with the rest of the crew" Jack began, loud enough to be heard "towards the back, there's space towards the far side of the cannons."

They reached the area he talked about where two hammocks were already hung, waiting for her unquestionable arrival. "That'll be space enough for your wee one, I figure" said Jack who leaned casually up against the wooden beam while Elizabeth gently laid William down on the hammock and set her satchel on the floor next to him. The little boy curled right up without ever being stirred. Jack watched as she pulled the hair from his soft face and kissed his cheek. Certain he was comfortable; she at last stood up again.

"Of course," Jack continued again, but more playfully "if you ever needed more room I'd certainly be willing to offer you lodgings in my quarters-"

"This'll be fine, thank you." Elizabeth said indisputably.

He laughed softly under his breath with an irrepressible grin. Elizabeth found no humor and stood unyielding.

"Well then," he began again, clearing his throat, as he turned to leave "We'll be off in a few minutes, we'll need you on deck-"

"Jack," Elizabeth interjected "I hate to ask it, but… my knickers. I don't have them anymore and this attire isn't hardly suitable for a ship."

"Ah hah!" he smiled, turning towards her again "Can't wait to take our clothes off, can we?"

She shook her head in disgust to try and hide that he almost made her laugh.

"Jack-"

"Under your hammock." He said dismissively as he started to walk away.

Elizabeth ducked to look under, and just as he said, there laid an outfit, patiently waiting for her to be there to use them- yet another certainty that she would decide to come. Quickly Elizabeth stood back up too look for Jack. He was already making his way up the stairs, leaving her in awe with nothing else to do but shake her head in disbelief.