Disclaimer: Not mine but they should be.
Authors Note: Set after AWE, tells what really should have happened. Sorry about the way it is written, my new computer doesn't have Word so it is on Notepad. And thanks to one of my readers for the funny face comment I used it to add some humor to the situation.
He knew the last year had been hard on her, leaving her husband for him, losing her son to the Flying Dutchman and his father, and now his dumbass had gone off and gotten her pregnant. Entering the cabin he found her asleep on the bed with dried tears staining her face.
"Lizabeth, wake up, we need to talk."
"Just leave me alone Jack."
"NO, look I just didn't want this to happen this way. I mean how can you raise a baby on a pirate ship, come on think about it Lizzie. Have you ever seen me hold a baby, no, and I never have. I named my daughter while being chased but gun laden soldiers, I never touched her."
"What?"
"Yes I the great Captain Jack Sparrow have never held a child under six years of age, not even for rum."
As he came and wiped her face she began to think what Jack would be like holding a baby, and as she thought she pictured it in her mind. There was Jack holding the screaming child with the most hilarious look on his face ever. Looking softly into his eyes she spoke.
"So you will keep both of us?"
"Couldn't live with myself if I didn't, as you said I am a good man. That doesn't leave this room."
Later that night Jack woke to an empty bed, and a need that only the other side of the bed could fulfill. Walking on to the deck, his need subsided when he saw her looking over the ocean in the full moon light. She was crying with a look of sadness on her face, ever since he was a lad he had wondered how women could cry all the time. Walking over to her he placed his arms on each side of her with his hands on the rails.
"What were ye thinking about." His voice was more slurred then it had been in a while she was getting the old Jack back, which to her was a good thing.
"Us and how we are going to deal with this?"
"With what, love?"
"I am not pregnant, I woke up to my normal monthly time."
"Lizzie, it is ok. If you still want a baby a year from now, and you haven't killed me by then you can jump me all day long and I will not complain."
"Jack, do not make me slap you, but do you promise."
"On pain of death, and if you are a good little pirate king I might just let you jump me right now."
"No I am to tired."
"Then where is me rum."