A/N: Hi guys, I'm really sorry that you didn't get an update last weekend, but I'm off school for a week, so I'll try to post at the least a chapter every two days over the course of the week. Enjoy!

Elizabeth's mouth hung open in astonishment and it took her a few moments for form a coherent sentence.

"That's why you were..."

"Wanting to keep ye aboard the ship, aye." he finished slightly irritably, causing Elizabeth to look down in embarrassment.

You should have known Jack wouldn't hurt you. Now you've gone and made a show of yourself, haven't you? Well done Elizabeth. Well done.

"I'm sorry. About the cabin." she mumbled as he took her hand in his.

"Don't worry about it, love. Easily fixed, unlike your trust in me, it seems?" he replied with a hint of regret.

"Its not that I don't trust you, Jack. I just don't trust her." and then quieter, "She wants you."

Jack tilted his head back and let out a laugh. "Well I know that I'm irresistible love, but Amelia? Really?"

"I'm being serious Jack."

"You've got nothing to worry about love."

"But, she thought we were already married didn't she?"

"I needed a woman's advice. How else would I choose a ring beautiful enough for you? It seems that my tremendous intuitive sense of the female creature needed a little patching up. Anyhow, do you think you might be up to answering my so completely disregarded question?"

Elizabeth blinked her eyes open further in realisation. She grinned.

"You do realise what marriage entails?"

"Aye love. I promise to be faithful. All that stuff. Any way, having a wife isn't the worst idea in the world. I could do with someone with someone to cook my meals for me." he joked.

Elizabeth laughed.

"I can assure you Captain Sparrow, I will be doing no such thing!"

"So that's a yes then."

"What?"

"Unless my ears be deceiving me, and I'm pretty sure they're not, you said the words " I will be doing no such thing."

Elizabeth tried to get out her next word a couple of times but faltered each time, the words never reaching past the barrier of her lips. Instead she simply nodded, a smile gracing her face.

The captain smirked, and placed the ring carefully onto her fourth finger. Elizabeth found herself in awe of the ring's beauty, he'd certainly chosen it well. It was made of two strips of gold that had been inter-weaved to form a ring, and on the top sat an enchanting black pearl, held in place by a smaller ring of gold.

"It's beautiful, thank you Jack." she whispered and pressed a short kiss to his lips, before looking down to admire her ring some more.

That night the crew of the Black Pearl sat out on deck, playing songs and drinking their fill of rum, seeming glad of a reason to be free of their duties for a few hours. Many of them had been genuinely happy to hear of their engagement, and their drunken songs could be heard from the neighboring ship.

Elizabeth looked up from her place at the seat of the Pearl's stairs and leant further back into Jack, sighing in content.

"I love you Jack. And I am sorry about before." she smiled.

"I love ye too, Lizzie." and he craned his head down to kiss her passionately. Elizabeth was just about to deepen herself into the kiss, when she was disturbed by the sound of boots hitting down, hard, on the deck. She turned her head away from Jack and looked over to where the sound had come from. Scowling, she observed as Amelia and two of her men landed on the deck, rum in hand.

Even though she knew that Jack didn't want Amelia, it still bothered her that the woman had to be around. Why did she want to sail with them, didn't she have her own thing to be doing? Before she could think any more about Amelia's possible motives, the woman in question had strode over to where they were sitting.

"Happy engagement! Like your ring?" she asked, eyeing it with a smile.

"Yes, it is quite beautiful, isn't it?" Elizabeth replied happily, taking the opportunity to take one of Jack's hand in hers. It couldn't hurt to warn Finch off a little would it? Elizabeth thought to herself in accomplishment.

Amelia took a confident step forward. "Yes, very. I helped-"

"To pick it out, I know." Elizabeth cut her off.

"Well then..." the dark haired woman trailed off, then changed the subject. "A toast!" she shouted, lifting up her bottle. "To Captain Sparrow and the lovely Elizabeth!"

A loud cheer erupted from the drunken crew, and Elizabeth found herself flushing red. Leaning her face back into Jack's chest, she smiled to herself. She was getting married to the man she loved, even if it had taken them a long time to get there.

Elizabeth pondered over the course of her relationship with Jack, from right back when he'd saved her from the ocean depths in Port Royal. Even then she'd felt an indescribable pull towards him, but she had always put it down to her yearning for the pirate world. But now she realized, she hadn't been so enchanted because he was a pirate, it had been because he was Jack.

With a jolt of her stomach, Elizabeth found herself jumping out of Jack's arms and running to the rail, throwing up the contents of her stomach into the sea. Her shoulders sagged as she wiped her mouth with the sleeve of her shirt. Once the baby was born, she would be glad to be free of this discomfort. Morning sickness, it turned out, didn't seem to want to restrict her suffering to a morning, but at any point during the day, Elizabeth could find herself leaning over the rail.

Within a few seconds she felt Jack coming up behind her, massaging her shoulders as she stood still, just breathing slowly in and out as the wave of nausea began to disappear. His warm hands were a comfort, but she didn't feel in the mood to be laughing any more. All she could taste was vomit, and her head had began to ache.

"You okay love?" Jack asked concernedly.

Satisfied that she'd removed all remainders of her misfortune from her mouth, she turned and smiled at the captain, whose brown eyes were flitting over her frame in worry though he'd seen the same thing happen many times before.

"Yes, I just need a lie down." she whispered back to him, accepting his help as he lifted her arm around his shoulder to help her walk along to the cabin. Out of the corner of her eye she spotted a grimace on Amelia's face, but she found herself not caring, she just needed to sleep. Her thoughts about Amelia could wait until tomorrow.