A/N: Well, here we are at the penultimate chapter! Thanx so much for all the lovely reviews and positive votes on the sequel. Its pretty much definite at this point that it will happen, though I need to do a bit more planning for it or we'll never make it all the way to Z a second time! Now, before we can get to Z for the first time, we'd better have Y...

(For disclaimer, etc. - see chapter 1)

Y is for Yoho

Jack never should have doubted that they wouldn't be perfectly fine, but he had.

For a man, nay, a pirate, who was usually so certain that things would turn out well, that he could talk himself out of any trouble, and win any prize he desired given enough time, he had spent more than a few days pondering on how he was going to make this particular situation come right.

Life had been spent alone for so long, and Jack did alright on his onesies whilst he had to, not really having to care about anybody else but his good self, and his ship, of course.

Treasure was the goal, riches and immortality, the open water and the golden horizon, all the wonders the Seven Seas could bring to Captain Sparrow, and he had embraced the life whole-heartedly.

Of course, things change eventually, and everything had changed the day he dived into the ocean to rescue a drowning young maid by the name of Elizabeth Swann.

There she stood now at the bough of their newly-rescued Pearl, looking out across the seas, her hands rested on her swelling mid-rift, under which resided their baby, as she sang softly to herself.

Jack wasn't sure what the tune was until he got a little closer, and then realised it was as appropriate as a song ever could be, for the soon-to-be pirate mother of a true pirate child.

"We're beggars and blighters and ne'er do-well cads, drink up me hearties, yo ho" she sang, hardly noticing as her lover approached her from behind, until his arms slid around her waist.

She was startled enough that she stopped singing, prompting Jack to take over.

"Aye, but we're loved by our mummies and dads, drink up me 'earties, yo ho" he smiled as she leaned into his embrace and grinned just the same, their hands entwining over their unborn child.

"Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me"