Chapter 21: The Child

Sailing to a fountain that you could really care less about is boring. That's the only word I can really think of to describe it, boring. It's almost as bad as living in Port Royal... almost.

There hadn't been any great adventures, nothing impressive, just countless days of easy sailing. There hasn't even been any rough waters or storms yet. For a goddess of the sea, Calypso sure doesn't do much.

I almost envied her. She had nothing to worry about, no problems and even better she didn't have to be separated from the one she loved.

Suddenly, I once again felt a sharp pain in my stomach. Looking after Will's baby wasn't easy, but who ever said pregnancy would be simple? This pain was greater than usual though. Then I realized what was happening... I was about to give birth!

It was at that moment that the reality of sailing the seas with no doctor anywhere nearby hit. Clearly, I hadn't been thinking straight.

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It's funny how our moods can change in minutes. Sometimes we can be incredibly excited about something, like when I married Will, but then the next moment our excitement is gone and I find myself utterly depressed, like Will's death. Now contrary to this, one moment we can be incredibly saddened, as I was mere moments ago, but then suddenly find ourself happy—happier then we can ever remember being.

As I hold Willy, my baby, in my arms, all my pain is gone. Everything seems alright again, even if I know it really isn't. I hold him in my arms and it feels like life just couldn't be better, even if the feeling only lasts for mere seconds, it's beautiful.

I named him Willy because I wanted him to be named after my beloved Will, but at the same time I just can't stand it when two people in one family have the same name. It's just far too confusing, no one ever knows which one you're referring to. That is precisely why I decided to add a 'y' to the end of his name, making it Willy.

What a beautiful child he truly is. This is like nothing I have ever experienced before, but I wouldn't trade it for the world.

Suddenly Calypso appeared before me. It was strange and very, very unexpected, but one thing you learn about being a pirate is that you can never know what to expect.

"Elizabeth," she stated, "I see ya have a child."

I nodded.

"I could be making ya a deal for dis child."

"You can't have Willy!" I argued, "I wouldn't trade the world for him. He's all I have left of Will."

"Aye, but why have a part of Will if do can have all of 'im?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Give me da baby, and in exchange I'll give ya dear William back. 'E'll be set free from death."

It would be a lie to say I didn't consider her option. I'm ashamed to say it now, but at the time that seemed like perhaps it could have been a good deal. I barely knew Willy then and I did greatly miss Will, but no I couldn't do it... I couldn't give up my baby.

"Shall I repeat myself?" I asked, "You can't have Willy!"

"If ya really loved William ya would give up anyting for 'im."

"Anything, but Willy."

"Are ya not faithful to yer husband?"

"Giving up a child has nothing to do with being faithful."

"But how much da ya trust yer faithfulness?" she asked, "Do ya really trust yerself to remain faithful fer da next ten years?"

"I can do it for Will," I stated with true confidence. I could do it. I knew I could.

"Would it not be easier ta end it all now? All da suffering? All da pain? End it all. You give me da baby and I give you back dear William."

"And do you not think there'd be pain and suffering caused from giving up my baby?"

"But is it as much as giving up yer husband?"

I didn't know the answer to that, but I did know that if I gave up Willy I'd be giving him up forever, but in ten years I could see Will again, actually less than that now!

"What da ya think, Elizabeth? Will ya give me da baby?"

"No."

Suddenly I heard a man's voice coming from behing me. "Yer a fool."

It was Davy Jones and the instant I realized it was him my whole body began shaking in fear.

"If your love for this man was true, you'd give up anything for him."

"Anything except my child," I said, yet again.

Suddenly he pulled out a sword. He didn't point it at me, he didn't even point it near me. He just put it where I could see it and what I saw wasn't pretty.

I didn't know how he got the sword—I didn't want to know how he got it. It was not pretty, not at all. For on that sword was blood and the instant I saw that blood I knew that was the sword that had been haunting all my dreams. That was the sword responsible for the death of William Turner and seeing that sword there being held by my husband's murderer... that scared me.

It brought back all those emotions from that day. This was scarier than my nightmares. This was fear greater than any fear I'd ever felt.

"Do you remember this sword?" Davy Jones asked.

I found myself unable to speak and just stood there, silent.

"Now really, Jones," Jack said, finally speaking rather than standing around staring at us all, "Do you really have to be constantly going around ruining people's lives?"

"JACK SPARROW!"

"Captain."

"Fine, Captain Jack Sparrow," he sneered.

"Yes, that would be my name."

"Stay out of this Jack," he said lifting the sword to Jack's throat, "For yer own good."

Jack carefully nodded and Davy Jones lowered his sword once more.

"You know very well what this sword is capable of," Jones said, directly to me.

"More than I wish to," I replied.

"Give Calypso your child, Mrs. Turner," he ordered.

"No," I said, refusing once again. How many times were they going to ask before they'd take the hint?

"Your making a big mistake, be sure of that," he stated, "And if I were you I wouldn't be taking my eyes off that child any time soon, for the instant you do trouble will occur."

"I am da sea," Calypso said, speaking once more, "And da sea knows all dat happens on it. Remember dat!"

Before anything more could be said, the two of them left leaving Jack and I alone with the child again.

"Perhaps you'd be safer on shore," Jack suggested.

"But what about Will?"

"What about Willy?" he asked, "Don't doubt Jones, love. If he wants to harm someone he'll do whatever it takes."

"Why can't he just leave us alone? He's got Calypso now isn't that enough for him?"

"Elizabeth, perhaps you don't understand exactly what your child is."

"Jack, what are you talking about?"

"Your child Lizzie, is not an ordinary child..."

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A/N:

Well, special thanks goes out to E.G. Potter and Girlz-Rule (my only two reviewers last chapter). Thanks for reviewing, guys, but seriously what happened to the rest of you reviewers?

Anyway, it'd be super awesome if I could get at least 3 reviewers for this chapter guys.

Gonna be really busy this week, but I'm gonna try super hard to get a new chapter up by this Saturday or Sunday. I'll see what I can do and seriously reviews really do motivate me to update quicker.

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