I know it's been awhile since i updated and i'm sorry but i hope this will make up for it. um can't think of any warnings...might be a little bit of kissing but nothing graphic
As they sank down into the cool water, Vixey sighed as her dry skin was soothed. "That's the only thing I hate about flying, it dries my skin out." Davy nodded as they sank to the bottom. "Aye, but I have to admit it was exhilarating." "Ooh, big word there. You sure you know what it means," Vixey teased. Davy was about to reply when something bumped into his back. The water was too cloudy to make out anything definite but Davy could see that whatever it was, was big. As the water settled they could see Neko and a large shark, locked in a fight. "Neko, what the hell?" Neko turned to look at her as the shark charged. Vixey had little time to react as she used her wing shield and sent a bolt of energy careening towards the shark.
Davy watched as the force of the blast sent the shark hurtling head over tail until it slammed into a large coral wall. Vixey watched as it floated to the bottom, stunned for now. She took the time to examine Neko's wounds. "Why would you want to pick a fight with a great white?" She could feel Neko's embarrassment as he hung his head and keened softly. "Is he alright," Davy asked softly. He couldn't believe he cared about the beast but he had grown fonder of it since it had helped them rescue Vixey.
"Luckily his wounds aren't serious. They'll heal quickly and should cause him any problems. The shark however, caught the most of it." They watched as the shark cautiously looked around before speeding off into the depths. "I wonder what the fight was about," Vixey said thoughtfully. Neko briefly sent an image of the shark getting too close to the ship. Smiling, Vixey stroked his head and attempted to wrap her arms around the large scaly neck. "So it was a territorial thing eh Neko? As much as I appreciate it, you don't need to hurt yourself over something like that. Now if it had come close to me while I was in the water that would be one thing." "So the beast was protecting yeh. That be coming in handy when we get stuck in battle," Davy finally said. "He seems to get over protective when I'm pregnant. I guess even though I'm not alone this time he feels he has to protect me." "Aye, I forget ye were alone with Jim. I suppose if Silver had known ye were pregnant he would have stayed around," Davy sighed as they headed towards the surface.
Vixey chuckled as they climbed up onto the deck. The crew was doing everything but look at them. "What the hell is all of your problems? It's not like you've never seen me fly before." Maccus was the only one brave enough to speak. "Begging yer pardon but it's not that We have seen you fly, but not the Captain." Davy chuckled and crossed his arms before speaking. "Ye better get used to it then. As long as Vixey is willing, I think I will fly more often." Without another word he headed into his cabin.
The next few months progressed rather quickly in Vixey's opinion but Davy, however, though they drug on forever. He was used to the crabbiness but the mood swings, nausea and insatiable appetite in the kitchen and the bedroom was new. It didn't stop at the door either. Before, she knew to leave her feelings at the door or their room but now she couldn't help every time she passed her husband to smack him on the rear. At first he let it go but after he heard Maccus and Clanker snickering about it he had to set her strait. He found her as usual helping Jacque in the galley. As he started in, he stopped as he heard her say something to Jacque. "I cant seem to stop it. Every time I walk by him, it's like someone has a string attached to my hand and I cant help but slap his behind. I know it must irritate him being on deck but I cant seem to stop. It's been that way since Calypso's last visit." Davy stopped as his mind went back to the visit a month ago. She had come in the middle of a storm, once again threatening Vixey to make her leave. There was no bargain just a warning. Vixey had started the rump smacking the next day. Now it made a bit of sense. Jacque's voice broke thought his thoughts. "Maybe ye be trying to show Calypso that De Captain belong to you." Davy watched as Vixey smiled. "I think I'm more his then he is mine. And I wouldn't have it any other way." Davy chose that moment to make his entrance. "There ye be. I must speak with me wife Jacque." "Of course Captain, I'll go see if there be any stray dishes in the mess hall." Davy waited until he was out of sight before he spoke. "So that be the reason for the smacking of the Captain's arse?" Vixey shook with laughter before calming herself enough to speak. "I hate that word." "What word, arse," Davy said with a hint of a smile. "Aye, that one. If yer gonna talk about it, say it right." "So what will happen if I tell ye to kiss me arse," Davy said as his smile got bigger. "Well, I might decide to kick it across the deck or you might find your 'arse' sleeping alone tonight." "Ye wouldn't be that cruel to yer husband, would ye?" Vixey smiled as he put his arm around her shoulders. He knew she wouldn't make him sleep alone because it would punish both of them. "Of course not," she finally sighed, "but I cant promise that I'll stop the daily rump swatting." Davy chuckled and headed back up the stairs, Vixey beside him as Jacque met them at the top of the stairs. "Goin back to bed are we?" "Yeah, thanks for listening Mate." "Ye know ye can always come talk to ol' Jacque if ye need to." He watched as Vixey smiled and headed up the stairs, the Captain's arm around her waist. He only hoped that Calypso would stay away.
As the weeks turned to months, Vixey's belly expanded. Her most often heard complaint was that she couldn't see her feet and she couldn't keep her balance. No one knew how important that would be until she was 7 months along.
The morning started off like any other morning except there was a storm brewing. Davy told her that they were going to try to steer around it but if they couldn't for her to go below. As the morning progressed, however, it seemed like the storm was chasing them. It became very clear as a large wave broke over the deck that the storm wasn't going away. Vixey had just told Bill that she was going to her cabin when a humongous wave slammed into her and knocked her off her feet, sending her heard first into the mast.
Davy watched everything as if in slow motion as Vixey hit the mast head first. With the speed and agility of a tiger, he leapt from the helm and raced to his wife's unconscious form. As he carried her into their cabin out of the rain, he noticed the blood soaking her hair. Jacque came out of nowhere with bandages and stopped the bleeding. An hour later Jacque came back to check on Vixey. "It doan look good Captain, that be a nasty bump. But Vixey be strong." "Aye, I just wish she would wake up."
She could hear voices above her as she came to. As she opened her eyes the owners of the voices loomed over her. "Love, thank the heavens you're awake. How do ye feel?" As he leaned over to her she felt herself shrink back and a look of confusion mixed with hurt passed his face. "Love what's wrong?" "Who are you? What do you want with me?"
Davy watched with confusion as Vixey scrambled out of bed and cowered in a corner. "Captain, I think she got amnesia," Jacque said. "I can see that. Go get Bootstrap, maybe he can help." Vixey watched as the jellyfish man left, leaving her alone with the one he called Captain. She knew who Davy Jones was but why he had her and why he called her love she had no clue. "Why are you keeping me here?" Davy sighed and crouched down. "Love, I'm not keeping you here. Yer me wife. Look down at yer belly. We be having twins." He watched as she discovered the truth in his words. "How can I be your wife? Davy Jones ripped out his heart because of a woman." "Aye," he sighed, "that be true. But you healed me and got me heart back." "Then why cant I remember it?" Davy sighed. "Ye were thrown off yer feet during a squall and hit yer head on the mast." Vixey seemed to think about that for a minute then nodded. "Ok, that makes sense." "What's the last thing ye remember?" "Putting into port at Tortuga and recruiting a whole new crew. Who decided to mutiny." "Good grief, that's over two years ago." The looked up as the door opened and Bootstrap came in. "Vixey, are ye alright Mate?" "Bill, is that you?" "Aye Mate, so it's true. Ye be having amnesia." "I guess. I don't remember it though," she said with a smile. "Is it true, am I married to Davy Jones?" Bill chuckled as he sat down beside her. "Aye, and your very much in love with him. The whole crew can testify to that. But there's more you've lost but I think we should catch up with the Pearl and talk to Jayde and Silver for that. With the Captain's permission of course." "Aye, make it so Mr. Turner and make it snappy." "What are Silver and Jayde doing on the Pearl?" Davy looked at Bootstrap, knowing that he was going to have to tell her about Jim. "Well, Jayde be there because of Jack. They're in love and have a son together." Vixey grinned at this. "So Jayde and Jack finally got together. Well it's about time. What about Silver, shouldn't he be with Jim? Oh that's right, Jim's dead." "How did ye remember that," Davy said as he led her back to sit on the bed. "I didn't remember, I just knew. I just don't know how he died." "Cutler Beckett killed him. It all happened like this."
She listened as he proceeded to tell her the whole story, starting with Jim's capture and ending with this mornings' storm. "So we share the heart that you ripped out because of Tia Dalma? I'm gonna have to watch my step more often. I remember some of it but I don't remember being married to you." Davy didn't have to say anything, she could see the sadness on his face. "I'm sorry I don't remember it, I want to, but I cant." Vixey felt herself lean forward to lay her hand on Davy's cheek. "I do remember the significance of this though," she said as he turned to face her. "I know it means trust, and I do trust you. I can't explain it but my instinct and my heart says to trust you." "Aye, and ye can trust that I'll never hurt you," Davy said as he laid his hand over the one that was on his cheek.
That night, she chose to sit on the railing of the crows nest. She knew an injury like this would heal itself in time and whether or not she trusted Davy, she didn't think she would get any sleep in the cabin. As she looked down at the deck she could see Davy at the helm, his eyes never straying from her for too long. She could feel the emotions from him and knew this was tearing him apart. It pained her to see him in pain but she didn't think there was anything she could do. It was early morning before she decided to climb down and by that time, Davy had long since gone to bed. As she crept into the cabin, she could see him in bed. She knew he wasn't asleep but he chose to be silent as she nibbled on an apple. "I know you're awake Captain." When that received no response, she decided a more drastic approach. As she bit off a piece of apple, she flicked it in his direction. Davy groaned and sat up as the apple piece hit his forehead with a splat.. "How did ye know?" "I may not remember some things, but my senses are still sharp as ever. We need to talk. I need to know how our marriage came to be." Davy chuckled and motioned for her to sit next to him. "At first, I didn't want anything to do with ye. Ye constantly got on me nerves and back talked me every step of the way. It was when Beckett captured ye that I realized I had feelings for ye. At first I thought it was friendship but as the time went by I realized my feelings went deeper. When ye changed into the beast I thought all hope was lost but when you were finally back in me arms I knew I never wanted to be without ye." The look in his eyes as he told her this made her melt. It sounded so familiar but yet, it wasn't. "Did we wait for our honeymoon?" "Surely, you think better of me then that," he chuckled, "of course we did." The smile that crossed Vixey's face warmed his bones and he found himself wearing a similar one. "It's going to take some time to heal this but it will heal and anything else you can tell me will help the healing process. You have to have faith." "Faith is not something I rely on, but for you I will try. Anything to get my wife back." Vixey felt the tears spring to her eyes at this. She could feel the emotions pouring from him and yet he made no move to express them. She knew he loved her and deep down she knew she felt the same but every time she tried to remember it, everything went black. She barely registered Davy's arm cautiously resting on her waist as she leaned into him and rested her head on his shoulder. "I want so much to remember everything ." It was then that Davy noticed her unfallen tears and knew that this was affecting her as much as it was him. "It's like ye said Love, you have to have faith," he whispered as he pulled her against his chest.
A month went by and things were starting to get back to normal. Vixey still hadn't remembered everything yet but with the Pearl's arrival, Davy hoped that would change. As he stood at the helm watching Vixey and Jayde play with Lucius, Luke for short, he hoped the child would jog her memory. He didn't even look up as Jack came up behind him. "Lost her memory eh? What caused that mishap?" Davy proceeded to tell him about the storm. "She's remembered bits and pieces but not the fact that we're married much less that we're in love. It was quite a task getting her to understand that we weren't here to hurt her." Jack sighed as he stroked his goatee, "I've seen her hurt in numerous ways, both serious and not so serious but this is the worst so far. But I have faith that she'll heal and be back to normal. Just be patient. I know it's not one of your strong suits, but if ye want her back Mate ye need to try." It felt strange to have Jack Sparrow of all people call him Mate, but he was starting to almost get used to it. He watched in amusement as Luke decided to decorate Vixey's shirtfront with the remains of breakfast. He was amazed when Vixey just shrugged it off and headed to the cabin to clean up. He took this opportunity to catch her alone.
As he walked into the cabin, at first he didn't see her. But he noticed her standing in front of the mirror without her shirt. "What're ye doing Love?" "Just remembering where all my scars came from. I know this one came from when I was thrown off the ship." She trailed off as she caught sight of the scars from the flogging he had ordered Maccus to give her. "You made Maccus give me these when Jimmylegs and I got into it in the Mess hall." "Aye," Davy said as he stood behind her and traced each scar with his tentacled finger. "I regretted it later," he said quietly as he kissed her neck. Vixey's mind was screaming that this was wrong but her body was telling her it was right. It craved his touch and only his and it was making her feel like she was being pulled in two directions. Her mind said to stop him but her body was urging her to continue, almost trembling at the contact. Finally, her mind won the battle and she reluctantly pulled away. "I- I should get back to Jayde."