After another day of rest and some tender loving care, Joanna was back on her feet. She, Barbossa and Joseph were out of the doctor's office.
"You never did tell me", she started. "How did we get here?"
"I stole a ship", Barbossa said. "It was the only thing I could do ta get ye 'nd Joseph out of there."
Joanna smiled as they came to the pier and she saw the ship. It wasn't as big as the Black Pearl, but this was theirs. Their very own ship.
"We have our own ship, Hector", she said in realization. "It's not the Pearl, but it's something."
Joseph turned in Joanna's arms to see the ship. He smiled and squealed happily as he raised his hand to it. Joanna giggled as she gently bounced him in her arms.
"That's right, Joseph, this is our ship."
She looked up at Barbossa who was watching them. He had a distant look in his eye, a look he had if he was thinking about something.
"So where are we going now, Hector?" Joanna asked. "Continue our search for the Fountain of Youth?"
Barbossa was thinking about the journey to the Fountain. Seeing Joanna with Joseph made him rethink everything.
"Do ya want ta drink from it?" he asked.
Now that they had Joseph and Joanna's talk of more children changed his mind about the Fountain of Youth. Barbossa felt he couldn't live with himself if he drank from it to live and see his son die before him. Joanna stood confused.
"What are you saying?" she asked. "You don't want it anymore?"
She could tell from the way he sounded, it was as if he completely changed his mind about it.
"I don't know if I could live through me own child's death", Barbossa explained.
"Are you saying…you're willing to give up the Fountain of Youth for our children?" Joanna asked.
"I do", Barbossa said. "I want ta see my son grow up ta be a better man than me. I don't want ta go on a journey that's so dangerous I may lose ye 'nd our son. I don't want ta lose everything we waited so long fer."
"I understand", she said nodding. "I don't want to see you go on without me if you do drink from it."
"That's not gonna happen. I'm not gonna drink from it."
Joanna shifted Joseph to her shoulder and raised her hand to gently stroke Barbossa's cheek. She trusted him, but she still had her doubts. Barbossa was never someone to give something up that easily.
"Are you sure?" she asked. "Is this what you really want?"
"Aye", Barbossa answered.
He placed his hand over hers.
"There be nuthin more I want than ta sail the seas 'nd live the rest of me life with ye 'nd our children."
Barbossa leaned in for a quick kiss. They looked at their ship with smiles on their faces.
"What do ya want ta name our ship?" he asked.
Joanna looked at the ship trying to think of a name. She wanted a strong name that'll let everyone know who would be its captain.
"How does...the Sabre Storm sound?" she asked.
"Sabre Storm", Barbossa said thoughtfully. "That be good."
short, i know and i'm sorry. the next chapter will be longer.