That was how Bill found them that morning when he came to deliver breakfast. He had knocked but no one had answered so he figured they were still asleep and made an effort to be as quiet as he could. As he carefully laid the tray on the table Davy sputtered and woke up. Bill didn't look in his direction as he continued to unload the tray's contents on the table. "Morning Captain, sleep well?" Davy realized that Bill had seen them together and while he trusted Bill to a point, he didn't want this getting out among the crew. "Mr. Turner if you speak of this to anyone not in this room it will be 50 lashes. Are we understood?" "Captain, what goes on between the two of you is your business and no one else. Permission to speak freely?" Davy eyed him for a moment before nodding. "I've noticed a change in this crew since Vixey came aboard. And the crew ain't the only one been affected. I've noticed a change with you as well, a good change. You're a good Captain, but doing the same thing day after day can get a mite bit dull. Vixey is just the ray of sunshine to fix that. Eventually she rubs off on everyone and I've seen her rub off on you too. I noticed it more when we were going to rescue her. You care for her, I know. I could see it in your eyes when you talked to her son. I think she has feelings for you too, but I think they go beyond caring. I think she's falling in love with you but she's scared to admit it to herself. She's scared it will turn out like all the others did and she's told me herself once before that her heart couldn't take it if something like that happened again. So if you do love her, be sure of it before you tell her. And if you want to whip me for saying these things I'll understand." Davy didn't know whether to be angry at Bill or at himself. It was true Bill was more observant then the other crew so there was no threat of them noticing the change in him. What angered him was that it was visible to someone that wasn't Vixey. "That will be all Mr. Turner." Bill nodded and left with a smile on his face.
Davy hadn't moved the whole time he had been talking to Bill and his leg was reminding him that it was still pined under Vixey's head. In the course of the night, Vixey's shirt had ridden up exposing a bit of her back and some of the scars from Beckett were visible. Davy touched the smooth skin before pulling down her shirt and slightly shaking her. "Lass, time to wake up." Vixey mumbled something and swatted at his hand. Davy chuckled and shook her more forcefully. "Lass, Bootstrap brought breakfast." Vixey opened one eye and stared at him. "You'd better not be joking about breakfast," she growled as she slowly sat up and rubbed her eyes.
While they were eating Davy brought up her scars. "I thought you heal yourself?" "I do," she said between bite. "Why do you ask?" "I saw the scars Beckett gave ya," Davy said trying not to think of how smooth her skin was. "We heal quickly but it still leaves a scar. It makes for a good story." He watched her eat with interest. She didn't eat like a bird as most women did but she didn't eat like a beast either. He was so lost in his observations that he didn't notice she had stopped eating and was staring right at him. "Having fun watching me eat," she smirked. Davy glared at being startled. "I was just thinking that you should be able to start back with your duties today." "I was going to talk to you about that. I enjoyed my rest but I need to get back to work. Besides I'm sure Jacque is going crazy." "You've taken quite a shine to him, I've noticed," Davy said almost sounding jealous. Vixey smiled. "He reminds me so much of my father. I could always go to him if I had a problem and he wouldn't judge me or get angry the way Mom did. I could always count on him." "Sounds like ye had a hard time with yer mother. Was she like you?" Davy almost hated asking but he did say he wanted to know more about her. "Well," she sighed, "Mom was human but Dad was like me. Mom didn't know what he really was until after they were married. She still loved him but I could tell there was a trust issue. I didn't know she was having an affair with my uncle. Eventually my uncle caught my father off guard, killed my father and ran off with my mother. They didn't enjoy their freedom too long." Davy could see the anger flare in her eyes as she told her story. "My siblings were much too young to understand what was going on, except my brother Mark. I left him in charge of the rest of the kids. I tracked them to the island that used to be my home. They were on the beach laughing and drinking rum. Mom was already three sheets to the wind and my uncle wasn't far behind her. Once they saw me, they laughed at how I was too young to do anything. They didn't know Dad had been showing me how to use my abilities. My uncle attempted to fight me but he was too drunk to even get a swing in. I don't know if you noticed but when I'm fighting I go into a blood induced rage and I don't see much else. I ran my uncle through without hesitation. My mother dropped to her knees and begged for her life. It was in this moment of her blubbering that I found out she wasn't my real mother. She was just my stepmother that had married my father. My real mother had died giving birth to me. As I stood there in shock, she pulled a dagger from her boot and tried to cut my throat. I crushed her throat without a thought. So now you know the real story behind my family. If you want to hate me it wont surprise me." She spoke the last sentence with her head down, not daring to look at him for fear of what she would see in his eyes. She was surprised when he cupped her chin in his claw and lifted her head to look her in the eyes. "I have noticed your blood rage as you call it and you're magnificent when you are in it. As for the rest of it, I don't blame you one bit and I certainly don't hate you. You protected your family and avenged your father's death. No one can hate you for that." She smiled as she fought the urge to throw herself in his arms. They weren't ready for that much touching yet but she could use a good hug. "I guess I should get down to the kitchen. Thank you for listening." She left before he could say anything.
Jacque was busy cutting up ingredients for today's lunch when a pair of arms encircled his waist and hands covered his eyes. "Ay, I cant see. Get off a me before I done cut me fingers off." Vixey giggled and released him before grabbing him in a tight hug. " I cant help if I missed ya mate." Jacque grinned from ear to ear. "I missed ya too. Been kinda dull around here. How ya feel Chile?" "I've felt better, I can assure ya but Jim's safe and that's what counts." Jacque Tsked at her. "Chile, you're important too, and not just to me. The captain fancys ya." Vixey smiled at this. "I know, he told me he cared for me but I think it's more then that. And I told him I felt the same way but I feel so much more then just caring. I don't wanna say I love him but I think its kinda looking that way. When Beckett was holding me captive I thought I would never seen Davy or Jim again and it scared me. I don't want to lose him by telling him how I feel. I mean look what he did for a woman. I don't want to start something and let my heart get lined up to be broken again." "Chile, don' t'ink like dat. If de Captain love you then he will tell ya at the right time for both of ya. Bes' not to push it." Davy had come down the galley to find out what was keeping his lunch when he heard what Jacque and Vixey were talking about. His breath caught in his throat. She felt the same way he did? He made his way back to his cabin in a daze, trying to think of his next move. Finally he decided to see how things went. He would tell her soon.
A bit later, Vixey came in, balancing a tray on her shoulder. "Sorry your lunch was late, I had to catch Jacque up and then he wanted to hear all about what Beckett did to me." As she set the tray down, she noticed he was trying not to look her in the eye. She knew he had heard them talking. "By the way, didn't anyone tell you it's not polite to eavesdrop?" Davy harrumphed at this remark. "I'm the Captain. I don't have to be polite." Vixey only smirked. She knew he was embarrassed at being caught but she wasn't going to make any more out of it.
Three months passed and nothing more was said about what Vixey had said. Life got pretty much back to normal aboard the Dutchman. They did raids, collected souls and kept their ears open for anything about Beckett. Everything was fine until the day they crossed paths with the Pearl.
Clanker had first spotted the Pearl and it looked like they were trying to catch up with them. Jimmylegs had finally allowed it to come along side of them. Jayde had immediately come aboard and demanded to see Vixey.
Vixey was sound asleep when someone knocked on the door. Davy had been studying a map they had set up with the various Beckett sightings marked. "Enter." Clanker hated coming into the Captains quarters so Davy was surprised when he was the one knocking. "What is it Mr. Clanker?" "It be the Pearl Sir. They caught up with us and Jayde be demanding to see Vixey." At the mention of Jayde's name Vixey groaned and sat up. "Dear God what does she want this early?" "It aint early Vixey," Clanker pointed out. Vixey yawned and stretched as she stood up. "It is for her. Whatever she wants must be important."
Jayde was still arguing with Maccus when Vixey and Davy made their appearance. "Ok Chica, what's so important," Vixey said; her hands on her hips. Without a word, Jayde grabbed Vixey and jumped overboard as Jack and Jim made their way onboard. "What be going on Sparrow," Davy asked. "Beats me. Jayde's been actin peculiar ever since we left Tia Dalma's." Davy bristled at the swamp witch's name but said nothing else. Underwater however, was another story. As soon as they had hit the water, Jayde has encased them in a giant bubble. This was nothing new to Vixey. Jayde always did it when she had something serious to talk about. "Ok spill it, what's with the bubble." "Impregnantanditmightnotbejacks," Jayde blurted out. "Come again," Vixey said. She hoped she didn't hear right. "I said I'm pregnant and it might not be Jack's." Vixey looked at her with wide eyes. "Okayy so who else's could it be?" "Will." Vixey felt as if the floor had been pulled out from under her. "And just how did that happen?" "Well, we were celebrating the birth of his daughter and we both had too much rum and I thought he was Jack." Vixey was flabbergasted. "Ok well how much time passed before you were with Jack again?" "Maybe a couple hours. Afterwards, Will and I passed out and I woke up and realized where I was and hauled tail back to Jack's bed. Thankfully Will didn't remember a thing. Then a month later I realized I was pregnant. I don't know what to do." "Have you told Jack you were expecting?" "No, I don't know how he will act. We haven't even talked about kids." Vixey sighed and put her arms around Jayde. It's gonna be ok. I do know at one time Jack wanted kids. How is he doing with Toby?" "He adores him," Jayde said as a smile crossed her face. "There ya go then. If you want I can talk to him."
It seemed like hours had passed before the two finally surfaced. As the soaked pair made their way on deck, Davy could feel a change in the sea. He wasn't sure what it meant but he knew it had something to do with whatever just took place. Vixey didn't say a word as she took Jack's hand and led him to another part of the deck while Jayde say down on a coil of rope.
Jack knew Vixey had something on her mind as she drug him to the bow. "What be on your mind Luv?" "How do you feel about kids? I mean do you still want them?" "What brought this on?" "I-I was wondering how you were getting on with Toby." It wasn't the best lie but she had to think quickly. "We're best mates Luv. Is that what you really wanted to talk about?" "Yeah, I was just worried that having Toby around might have changed your mind about having your own kids one day. Don't tell her I told you but Jayde has always wanted a family of her own." "Of course I still want kids. I mean who wouldn't want more of me around? And having them with Jayde would be, well, a dream come true I suppose. Don't worry, I wont tell her what we talked about."
As the two came back to join the group, Davy could see something had changed in Vixey. She looked at Jayde and gave her a huge smile and nodded. Jayde had suddenly perked up at this and grabbed Jack and headed below. A few minutes later a loud "YOU'RE WHAT" could be heard. Davy looked over at Vixey was trying her hardest not to die laughing but she quickly lost that fight. "What be going on around here?" "Let's just say Jack just learned something new about himself," Vixey said between giggles. It finally dawned on Davy what she was talking about. "So the vision," he started to say. "Was about Jack and Jayde," Vixey finished.
It took a few minutes for Jack and Jayde to come out. Vixey had tried to connect with her but was sorry she did when she realized what was talking them so long. Davy noticed Vixey's face had gotten red for a moment but decided he really didn't want to know. He was somewhat relieved that the mystery vision was settled and also found he was a bit jealous of Jack. Jealous? Where had that come from, his mind wondered.
At the same time, Vixey had also been bitten by the jealousy bug. She was glad for her friends but she couldn't help but be envious. Her best friends had found love and were starting a family, something she still had yet to accomplish. True, she had found love and had children but she would have liked to have found it with the same man. Her thoughts were broken by a familiar voice. "Well then, is this what has become of ye?" The hairs on the back of her neck stood up as she turned around. "Barbossa," she hissed.
Barbossa laughed as Vixey's tail swung back and forth as an agitated cat's would. "You always were a hellcat, Lass." "I thought you were dead.," Vixey spat. "Funny thing about death Lass, it ain't permanent if ye know the right people." "So ye went to see Tia Dalma, big deal. Why she would help your scurvy hide I'll never know." "People do crazy things for the ones they love." Vixey's head swam. Love? Where did that come from? Then her mind went back to all those times he went to see Tia and insisted she stay behind because Tia claimed that Vixey clouded her sights. "All those times you went to see her, you didn't start insisting I stay behind until after you found out what I was. I didn't make the connection until now." "I'm sorry Lass, you were a wild ride and one hell of a fighter but my heart belongs to her."
Davy had watched the exchange with interest. So Barbossa was alive and had been unfaithful to her. He could see her emotions brewing under the surface and wanted to kill Barbossa for making her feel this way. He knew she was hurting inside but he didn't know how he could help. Emotions were never really his thing. Until you met her, his thoughts reminded him. It was true, Vixey did make him feels things he hoped he would never feel again. But now he was glad he did feel them.
It was almost nightfall when he saw Vixey again. She had been busy with Jayde informing her of all the things she should and shouldn't eat as well as what to expect and so on. He paid it little attention and eventually had retired to his cabin. It wasn't too long after that she also came in. She didn't say a word as she climbed into bed, well not anything understandable anyway. He did catch some words that weren't ladylike but then again she wasn't exactly a lady. "You gonna flap your trap all night or are ye gonna to let me sleep," he half growled. "I still cant believe after everything I did for that man that he would cheat on me with the person I hated the most." " I didn't know he was with Beckett too," he joked. Vixey glared at him before rolling over onto her back. "That is wrong is so many ways, not to mention disgusting. The thought that someone would want to even see him naked or be naked in the same room with him just makes me ill." Davy chuckled at this before sitting next to her. "That was a rotten thing he did to ye, but its happened to the best of us." "I almost hate to ask but did Celeste ever, I mean was she faithful?" "I never caught her with anyone else but towards the end I always thought there was someone. I never had proof so I cant say for sure." "I gave that man everything, not to mention my heart. I even saved his life once and he repays me by bedding that swamp trollop. I even considered having children with him once. Now I wouldn't even spit on him if he was on fire." Davy could see the tears forming in her eyes that she refused to let fall. His feelings were at war. Part of him said to not show any feelings. The other part said to comfort her. Without a word her gathered her against his chest despite her struggles until she finally clutched at his lapels and sobbed quietly.
Later that night found him still holding a fast asleep Vixey. She had cried herself out a while ago but he was enjoying the feeling of a warm female body close to him and he didn't want to let go just yet. The damp spot on his shirt had his mind in a conflict. Would she think him weak now? She mumbled something in her sleep and pulled herself closer to him.
The next morning, Vixey found she was in a better mood. She was above deck at the railing watching he sun rising and her thoughts drifted back to this morning. She had woken up still in Davy's arms and her thoughts had been in a turmoil since. She had been at her weakest and he had still stood by her. She was so caught up in her musings that she failed to notice Davy walking up behind her. "No matter how many times I see it, it still amazes me," he said quietly. He chuckled as she nearly jumped out of her skin. As she turned around to face him, she could see he was wearing his stern Captain's face but his eyes were as compassionate as they were last night. "Thank you for last night. No one has ever seen me like that and didn't make fun of me. Well, other then Jayde but that doesn't count." "How's Jack taking the news," he said as he lit his pipe. "Well Jayde said he fainted when she told him then after she revived him they, um, celebrated and now he's got his whole crew drunk on rum. Except Jayde and Toby of course, I told Jayde if I caught her with rum in her hand no matter where I was I would make the container shatter before she could get it to her lips. She's assured me that she wouldn't though. I still cant believe Jack's going to be a father." "Aye, that be the one thing I'd never think I'd see. That, and me being one." The questions filled her mind as she stared at him. Hoping she wouldn't reveal herself by asking them, she pulled up her courage. "Didn't you want to be a father?" Davy sighed. He knew as soon as he said it she would ask. "Aye, I wanted to be a father once but Celeste never wanted children and after her, well I never thought I'd be in the position to be one." His mind ached to tell her the rest of what he was thinking but he knew he would damn himself if he did. On the other hand this might be the last chance he would have. "I know what you mean," she sighed. "I never thought I would meet someone I could trust to even have more children with." Until I met you, she thought. Davy blinked in surprise as what he heard in his head. "What did ye say Lass?" "Why what did you think I said?" Can you hear me? "Aye, I heard ye as clear as if you said it," he sputtered. "You said you trusted me enough to have children with me. Is that about it?" Vixey was flabbergasted. All that time she was held prisoner by Beckett she had tried to contact him but now when she could admit her true feelings for him, he could hear her thoughts. "Yeah, that's it. I mean, as far as feelings go, I don't think either one of us knows where we stand but as far as trust goes, I trust you enough that if I ever got bit by the maternal bug you would be on the list of men I trust enough to get that close. There aren't many on that list." Davy felt as if the floor had dropped out from under him. What she was suggesting, he didn't even want to begin to think about, not that it was a bad thing necessarily but she was right about not knowing where they stand. Vixey didn't see much of Davy the rest of the day. It was for the better she figured. After the bombshell she dropped on him and as much time they had spent getting as close as they were she figured they both needed a breather. Davy's thoughts were in a turmoil. She trusted him enough to have kids with him. That was being pretty close in his book. He was unsure of how to continue at this point.
Jacque was busy preparing the evening meal when Vixey came in. "There ya be Chile, been looking for ya." "Sorry, lot on my mind. But I'm here now." Jacque could see something was different about her as she hopped up on one of counter tops and chewed her bottom lip. "Ok, Chile, spill it. What be on your mind?" She stared at the floor for a minute before answering. "There's just so much that's changed in the last few days I just feel like I'm being left in the wake of it. I mean, Jayde's pregnant, Barbossa's alive I told the Captain how I feel and Beckett's still out there." Jacque held up a tentacle. "Hol' up one minute there. You told de Captain how you feel? What did you tell him?" "I told him that I cared for him and that I trusted him enough to have children with if it ever got to that. I didn't tell him that I think I'm falling in love with him." Jacque tsked at her. "Chile, I believe you told him to much information." Vixey just chuckled and shook her head. "Maybe, but I bet it made him think differently about us."
It was later that night when she saw him again. He hadn't been in his room when she had brought supper and she figured he had just stepped out so she had gone back to help Jacque. He had been playing the organ when she came to bed and the second she closed the door he stopped. "No need to stop on my account." "You've had me thinking about what you said all day," he said as she sat on the bench beside him. "Well, we got in the subject of having kids and I was just letting you know if there comes a time where you get to wanting to be a father you have someone you can talk to. I didn't say that to make you feel uncomfortable." She slowly rose and was heading for her bed when he stopped her. "I didn't say it made me uncomfortable. It means a lot to me to hear you trust me to be that close to me. I've never had that before, not even with, well you know who. It got to a point that I didn't trust her and I realize now that I never trusted her." She could see the sadness in his eyes and knew exactly how he felt. Without thinking she put her arm around him. It was a close as they had ever been and as he realized it he realized that she meant every word.
The next few months seemed to fly by. Things had changed since the night Vixey had told Davy how much she had trusted him. Every morning she would get up and help Jacque with breakfast which she would then eat in Davy's quarters with him. They would go about their duties, occasionally harvesting the souls they would find in shipwrecks and Vixey was given the job of filling the new recruits in on how things worked on the Dutchman and what to be expected of them. Things were going wonderfully until they raided a ship called The Albatross. As they boarded the ship, Davy could feel a change in Vixey. She was nervous, and anxious. "What vexes thee, Lass?" "I know this ship. It was my father's some centuries ago but I saw it sink." Could it be that someone just named their boat The Albatross," Davy pointed out. "Oh sure, and the copied it down to the last board too. If you go down to the brig my initials will be carved in the wall opposite the first cell."
Sure enough, there were the initials 'VJM'. "That be you then," Davy asked as he pointed them out. "That it would. Vixey Jakara Maru at your service." "Quite a tongue twister of a name ye got there." "Blame Mom, she loved strange names," Vixey said smiling. "I had a sister named Calliope, and four brothers. Dad got to name the middle two but Mom named the oldest Kane and the youngest Solan. Where she got those names I'll never know. Dad stuck to normal names. Kyle was between me and Kane and Gabriel was between Calliope and Solan. Only Kane and I were different." Davy didn't have to ask what she meant. He knew she was talking about her abilities. As they went back above, Vixey could see the crew had collected the survivors. As they got towards the end of the line, she noticed one of the men looked familiar. A young man , possibly in his late twenties, with long brown hair and deep brown eyes. He looked so much like Ian. She grabbed him by his shirtfront and stared into his eye. "Who be you father Boy?" "I wont tell you anything," he spat. Vixey smiled, it had to be Ian's son. "You're Ian's boy, no doubt in my mind about that." At the mention of Ian's name the boy's glare softened. "You knew my father?" Vixey's heart sank. "Knew?, Is he dead?" "My Uncle killed him trying to get this ship, but I killed him first." "Aye, I knew your Uncle. Aiden always did want this ship. IT was my father's, you know. What be your name?" "Phelan, and I know it was your father's. My father raised it up from the depths and fixed it." "Why would he do that," Vixey wondered aloud. "He thought of you father as his own. I know my grandfather left when he was young and your father took him in after his mother died." "Yeah, I remember that," Vixey smiled.
Davy watched the exchange with interest. So a little more of her past reveals itself, he thought. As he looked at the boy, he could see a few non-human attributes that reminded him of Vixey. The boy's ears were pointed, to be sure and his eyes were black. As they continued their talk, Davy also noticed a black tail had sprouted from the boys pants.
It was later that day before the two ships parted ways. Vixey was currently at the rail watching the departing boat get smaller and smaller. Davy had been silent the whole time she had been speaking to the boy and as the boat disappeared he heard her give an almost inaudible sigh. "What be on your mind Lass?" Her face caught the light of the setting sun as she gave slight smile. "Ian and I grew up together. We were what you would call childhood sweethearts. When we were older, we talked about having children and getting married but he met Amelia and all that changed. I thought I would be jealous at one point or another, but I never was." "There a point to this story," Davy said as he lit his pipe. "Not really. I just, well, never mind. I don't know where I was going. Seeing Ian's son brings back a lot of memories and not all of them are good." "I understand what you mean," Davy said softly. Celeste briefly came to mind but he waved it off as he followed her into the cabin.
Later that night found her dreaming of the past. It started out nice enough with Ian and his brother playing with her as young children but it soon changed to a more sinister dream as she saw Aiden kill Ian then go to Phelan. But as Aiden raised his hand to stab him, Phelan changed into Jim and Aiden changed into Becket.
Davy awoke suddenly, not knowing why until he heard her whimper. As he approached the bed, he could see that she had curled up into a ball and was shaking. She was saying something over and over again but he couldn't make it out until he got within an inch of her. She was saying 'not Jim.' As he reached out to shake her, her hand shot out and grabbed his arm. He was surprised at her strength and even more surprised when she sat up. A wind came from nowhere but was totally centered around the two of them. Her hair had turned silver as well as her eyes. "Lass?" When she spoke it was a hollow unearthly voice. "Davy Jones, the time will come for you to choose. Your decision will not be an easy one but it is imperative that you choose wisely." "What do ye mean a choice," Davy spat angrily. "And who be ye to order me about?" "Who I am is not as important as what I am. My kind have been around long before the dawn of time, before man, before the world was created. This vessel I occupy is the last of her kind with extraordinary powers, some of which she is unaware of. Do not loose her, for the next time will be the last." He knew the being was speaking of Vixey's capture. "Aye, I know. Becket wanted her by any means necessary." "I know of whom you speak. It is true he had a plot to rule the world and if not for you, he would have succeeded and she would be his slave as well as his concubine. There is more to the curse that she does not know. Should the one called Becket sire a child with her while she is the monster, only then could he create a beast that could not be killed. This beast would kill its own mother if ordered." Davy's head swam with this new information. "Does Becket know of this?" "No, the swamp witch withheld that from him, for now. I must leave you now, but I will tell you this. Only her true love can break the curse." With that, Vixey's eyes and hair reverted back to their normal color and she relaxed and sneezed. "Damn I hate it when she does that. What earth shattering news did she deliver this time?" "Ye knew about her," he sputtered. "Yeah, I call her the Elemental, but she's been doing that a long time." "Well if she had control over you, don't you know what she said," Davy asked hoping she didn't. "While I am aware she is in my body and aware when she leaves, I am not aware of what she said. It's very frustrating." "I'll bet."
Davy proceeded to tell her everything the Elemental had said, noticing the way her face paled when he mentioned the part about the beast. "What's wrong lass?" "Just before she took over, I was having a nightmare about Becket killing Jim." "I thought only your visions came true." "They do, but in a rare occasion a dream will come true," Vixey sighed. "I suppose we need to catch up with the Pearl then," Davy finally said. The look Vixey gave him was worth more then all the souls in the world.It was two weeks before they caught up with the Pearl, but even then they still had to catch it. As soon as they had caught sight of the Dutchman, they had sped up. "What the devil is Jack thinking," Vixey wondered.
Jack had nothing to do with it. Jack was sound asleep in his cabin when Gibbs knocked on the door. "Better be rum on the other side, Mate." "Jack, it's the Dutchman." Jack was instantly sober.
By the time Jack had dressed, Vixey and Davy had come aboard. Vixey noticed that Jack had large bags under his eyes like he hadn't slept in weeks. "Ok, I know that look Jack. Bags under your eyes, being quiet, shirt dirtier then usual. That's the look of a new father." "Aye, Jayde had a the lil bugger." "A boy then?" Vixey had felt a new life as soon as she had stepped aboard and it was defiantly male. "Aye, has me eyes," Jack said proudly. "Poor thing, has to go through life looking like you," Vixey teased. "So what do owe the pleasure of your visit?" Davy proceeded to tell him all that the Elemental had said. Jack had raised his eyebrows at the true love part but said nothing else. "We need to protect Jim at all costs and warn Tia not to tell Beckett anything else. I'd tell her, but well you know how well we get along," Vixey said as she rolled her eyes. "Aye, I'm heading that way so I'll tell her. But do you really think she would tell him something like that?" "If the price was right," Vixey grumbled. "So where is the new mother?" "Asleep, finally. Anamaria is watching the baby for her."
Jack led them down to the cabin and sure enough, Jayde was sound asleep. Vixey had seen her this tired before and nothing short of a cannon blast would wake her. Anamaria was sitting in a rocking chair, holding a beautiful little boy with jet black hair and brown eyes that were so much like Jack's. Ana took one look at Vixey's face and without a word, handed her the baby.
Jayde awoke slowly to see Jack and Davy huddled around the rocking chair. She was about to go back to sleep but then the fact that Davy was here penetrated her sleep fogged brain. Where Davy Jones was, Vixey wasn't far behind. Sure enough, Vixey was holding the baby. "Nice to see you've joined the land of the living,," Vixey said without looking up. "I see you've met the newest Sparrow." "Yeah. What's the little darling's name," Vixey said as the baby grabbed her finger. "Well, we're still playing around with names," Jayde sighed. "Well how about Lucius Teague? Lucius after Jayde's father and Teague after Jack's? You could call him Luke or LT." "That's a great idea Luv. I always did like me father's name." "Ok, ok you men shoo for a bit. I need to talk to Vixey for a few minutes." "Go ahead Luv, don't mind us men folk," Jack said as he sat on the bed and crossed his arms. "Okay, your funeral," Jayde said as she turned to Vixey. "So were your breasts still tender after you gave birth?" "Well, to be honest," Vixey started before Jack clamped a hand over her mouth. "Don't answer that Luv." "Aye," Davy said as he started for the door, "we're leaving."
As soon as the men were out the door, both women collapsed in a fit of giggles. "Works every time," Vixey snorted. "So what's on your mind fish butt?" "It's about Lucius' father. I think he's Jack's but I'm still not sure. He look's like Jack, but there's this certain face he makes that reminds me of Will. Oohthere is it." Lucius' face was scrunched up in an all too familiar way that every mother knows. "Hun, every baby has that face when they make." "Make what," Jayde said. "Are you sure you're not blonde? He's pooping. That's defiantly Jack's boy."
Meanwhile Jack and Davy had gone above deck, both still wore a look of shock and revulsion. "I hate it when Jayde starts on her female problems, thank goodness Ana's here so they can share." Davy chuckled at Jack's statement. He had never had to deal with female problems and he wasn't about to start. "So you're a father now, any plans on making Jayde Mrs. Jack Sparrow?" "Aye, I had thought about it. But I'm not so good with romantic things, Mate." "You should talk to Vixey then, she knows Jayde better then anyone." As Davy said the last few words, Vixey and Jayde came above deck with Jayde holding the baby. "You missed one of the rites of father hood," Vixey smirked. "And what would that be Luv?" "Changing a soiled diaper." "Done that once already." Vixey chuckled. "Once Jack? I hate to tell ya but once ain't it. There will be plenty more." "Fine, I'll catch the next one. Think I could talk to ya Mate?" Vixey nodded and followed Jack to the helm. He only called her Mate when it was serious. "What is it?" Jack looked around nervously before answering her. " I want to ask Jayde to marry me but I don't know what to say or when to say it." "Well, I wouldn't say it just before, during or right after sex or if you're loosing and argument. "I'd try maybe at sunset or during a rainstorm but not a hard one. As for the words, just say what's in your heart and be sincere." "Do ye think she'll accept?" Vixey smiled at his eagerness. "Hun, she's wanted to be Mrs. Jack Sparrow ever since she met you. So what do you think?"
Meanwhile, Jayde was busy telling Davy all about what had happened since they last saw each other. "We had to stop looting ships when I got into my 8th month. Jack was afraid I would go into labor early but he had nothing to worry about." "Is he a good father?" "Yeah, he is. I mean, it took him a bit to get used to holding and feeding the baby and I had to all but threaten him to change a diaper," Jayde giggled. "So why did you come find us," Jayde wondered aloud. Davy proceeded to tell her all that had happened with the dream and the Elemental. "She's still doing that? I swear she needs to retire. I remember one time, Vix and I were trying to see who could drink who under the table and the next thing you know, Poof. The Elemental takes over and spouts something about Jim and leaves. When Vixey comes out of it and I tell her what she had said, she took off like a flash. Never did find out who's a better drinker." "I'd wager it be Vixey from what Silver says," Davy chuckled. "You mean you believed that crock? They might have been a little tipsy but they were never out of control. Vixey tried to tell me that one and I knew better right off. She never did admit it though." Davy never did get a chance to say anything else because Jack and Vixey came back. "So where is Jim," Vixey finally asked. "Last we saw of him and Silver, they were in Tortuga." Vixey's jaw dropped at Jayde's statement. "So let me get this strait, knowing Becket is after him, you let them go to the seediest part of the Caribbean alone." "What were we supposed to do Luv, sit on him," Jack said. "Yes, if that's what it took to keep him safe." "I'm sorry Luv, we'll go get him, its not that far," Jack assured her. "For your sake as well as the world's it better not be."