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Chapter 37

The next morning Jack woke up alone in his bunk. He opened his eyes and blinked, his vision slowly adjusting to the light. He groaned and sat up on the bed, looking around him. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and the kohl he had applied on them got smeared. He took his hands away and stared at his hands that had black smudges on them.

"Great…bloody hangover…" he muttered a she threw the covers away from his body. He stood up and stretched lazily.

"Where's Ali…hmm…" he mumbled as he looked around for his shirt. When he didn't found it he placed his hands on his hips and walked towards the cabin door. He opened it and walked on deck. His eyes looked around until they spotted her talking with Gibbs, his gaze ignoring Catherine as it scanned the deck.

"Alicia!" he called loudly and Catherine that had been staring at his bare skin scowled, crossing her arms over her chest.

Alicia turned and nodded before walking towards him, rubbing her temple.

"Jack?"

"Where were you and where is me shirt? Can't find it." He asked a she looked at her clothes stunned. She was wearing a long sleeved dress with black and red lace that was really flattering her light skin.

"I washed the shirt, Jack. It was dirty. Come on." She said, walking inside the cabin again. He followed her , smirking as he saw the blond woman staring at him from across the deck.

He closed the door as she pulled a clean shirt from the closet.

"Here. The other had rum on it." She said and he took the shirt, frowning.

"What is that?" he asked as he saw her holding a chain.

"Hmm? Oh, I asked for something to hang the pearls Tom gave me. Gibbs fixed this for me." She said with a smile and he scowled.

"Pff!" he muttered as he pulled the shirt over his head and tucked it into his pants.

"Jack…your eyes are a complete mess." She said with a chuckle and he looked offended.

"Mess? Me eyes are a mess? Thank you for the compliment." He said as he walked to the side cabin to wash his face.

She sighed and followed him there after putting the chain in a drawer.

"You know what I mean. You want help?" she asked as he saw him rubbing his skin almost angrily.

"No…"

"Give me that. You'll tear you skin apart." She said as she took the cloth from him and rubbed the black paint from his cheeks and eyes slowly. He stood there watching her, not speaking.

"I'm sorry for drinking so much last night…I know you don't like it." He muttered after a while and she smiled softly.

"That's okay…"

"Hmm…um…in a couple of days…we'll reach Spain…"

"Really? Nice…"

"Um…we'll stop…for supplies and…" he trailed off, his eyes darting to her stomach before up to her face again.

"What?" she asked as she finished with his eyes and dried his face with a towel.

"Midwife."

"What?"

"We'll go to a midwife."

"Oh…all right…thank you." She said timidly and he nodded. He turned and walked back to the cabin. He applied the kohl back on his eyes and then put on his boots.

"Jack…if you want me to get off the ship there. I will." She said so softly that he wasn't sure that he had heard her correctly. He jumped from the bed, his eyes wild as he looked at her.

"What are you talking about?" he growled and she moved back from him a little.

"I know you're not particularly fond of the idea of me having a child so I thought…"

"Absolutely not. You're not going anywhere." He stated as he put on his coat with jerky movements, not looking at her.

"But…you…"

"You're me girl. I am responsible for you. You're staying here." He said as he passed by her and exited the cabin, leaving her standing there with mixed feelings.

Responsible…is that good or bad now? She thought as she sighed and left the cabin as well, heading for the galley.

"Captain!" Gibbs called as he followed Jack up to the helm.

"What is it, Gibbs?" he asked in a thoughtful voice as he looked at the sea.

"Are we making port?"

"Aye. Spain. Need supplies and…I want to get Alicia to a midwife…"

"Midwife…so, she's really…"

"She is…" he replied with a small smile before turning serious again.

"And how do you…feel about that?"

"Don't know…I really don't know, mate…"

"She's alone…I hope you're not thinking about…" Gibbs said in a hushed voice.

"Think about what? Making her to get rid of the runt? No…no…I'm not…" he said, shaking his head quickly.

"And you're not gonna…leave her somewhere by herself…eh?"

"Bloody hell no! What am I? Some kind of animal?" Jack exclaimed, suddenly offended.

Gibbs sighed and left him alone again.

"Leave her…like I could ever do that…she has me by the…" he muttered in a soft voice but stopped his sentence when he saw Thomas mending the sails near by. Jack cleared his throat and looked away, tapping his fingers against the worn wood.

A few hours later Jack was still at the helm, checking his compass when Catherine walked up the stairs a scowl on her face.

"Jack."

"Aye."

"I heard we're stopping in Spain. Why?"

"Supplies…and other things…"

"What other things? I need to get to London as soon as possible." She said and he sighed.

"I have business there… I have to stop."

"Why?"

"I need a doctor, a midwife…someone."

"What for? Midwife? I didn't take you for a woman, Jack." She purred and he closed his compass with a thud before looking at her.

"Not for me. Ali." He said, looking away.

"Ali? Oh the plump girl…"

"She's not plump! Well…and even if she is …I like it. Very much." He added as an afterthought with a dreamy smile.

"Right. So, she's pregnant."

"Possibly…probably…yes." He said as he frowned and stared at his hands.

"Does that mean she's going to get fat?" she asked with a grimace as she looked at her self.

"Most definitely." He exclaimed with a smile.

"And that's a good thing?"

"Oh!I don't know. Stop nagging me! I already have a headache!" he moaned as he rubbed the back of his head.

"Fine…fine…I'm going to my cabin." She muttered and he rolled his eyes as he watched her leave.

"Gibbs's cabin, you wench…" Jack mumbled as he opened his compass again.

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Later that evening Jack was going to his cabin when he almost collided with Alicia and Thomas. He eyes them suspiciously as he saw Tom's hand on Alicia's back.

"What are you doing, mutt?" he growled.

"N…nothing, sir. She wasn't feeling well." Thomas said nervously.

"Not well? What is it, Ali?"

"Nothing! Will you both stop it!?" she exclaimed and Jack's eyes widened.

"But you look pale." Jack muttered.

"I have what it's normal to have! I was cleaning the table and I got dizzy but I'm better now." She said as she moved towards the cabin door.

"Move." Jack said with shooing motions to Thomas as he pulled Alicia to him and opened the cabin door.

"If I can…"Thomas started.

"You can't do anything, whelp. Scrub the deck. I want it shiny!" he said as he closed the door to his face.

A couple of seconds later the door re-opened and Alicia re-appeared.

"Don't scrub the deck. Marty did it this morning. He was just trying to annoy you." She said quickly before closing the door, leaving him surprised.

"What did you just say?" Jack asked as he plopped down on the bed after taking off his boots and coat.

"Nothing." She said as she sat on the chair and loosened her dress slightly, causing his eyes to widen as he saw her shoulders exposed. She leaned down and took off her shoes before leaning back on the chair. Jack looked away and moved around on the bed.

"Why did you get dizzy?" he asked casually.

"I don't know…it happens during the mornings and sometimes in the evenings as well…but I guess it's normal." She said tiredly.

"Hmm…have you eaten?"

"Lately this is the only question I hear from you!" she snapped and he stared.

"What?"

"You heard me. The only thing you ask…or better say to me is if I have eaten!" she said with her hands in the air.

"Should I not ask then? Should I not speak?"

"I need you to speak when I ask you something important as well, Jack." She said and he looked away.

"You haven't asked me anything that I've not answered."

"Yes, I have."

"No, you haven't."

"Yes, I have!"

"All right! I know! But I can't answer that question!" he exclaimed, sitting up on the bed and crossing his arms.

"You can't or won't?"

"I…can't…I …won't…oh! This confuses me!" He whined.

"It's simple, Jack. It's a yes or no." she said calmly.

"It's easy for you! You haven't lived like I have!"

"I know how you've lived, Jack. I don't mind your way of living even if it's dangerous because it's who you are. I only want to know if you want this or if I am a burden you have to stand." She said and he looked at her sharply.

"I've told you before that you're not a burden, woman! Neither is the child you have inside you! It's not that." He said with a shake of his head.

"What is it then, Jack? Tell me." She said and he pursed his lips.

"I…I don't know." He finished with a sigh as he leaned back on the bed, confused.

"Is it that you don't want to get to much connected with m…"

"Don't even finish that sentence, Ali. Don't even think of finishing that sentence." He growled darkly as he closed his eyes, his fingers unbuttoning his vest buttons before throwing it on the floor carelessly.

She closed her mouth and rubbed her stomach with a sigh, her eyes looking at the large window of the cabin as the sun slowly disappeared into the sea.

"Come here." He muttered after a while and she slowly dragged her self towards the bed. His hands reached for her and started tugging at her dress.

"Off with it. You can't breathe." He mumbled as he continued to tug on the laces.

When she was only in her under dress he pulled her next to him on the bed.

"If the weather agrees with us, I think we'll make port tomorrow night…then we can see someone to check on you, savvy?" he whispered into her ear as he molded his body behind hers, his hands wrapped around her, the palm of his right hand, almost possessively, flat against her abdomen.

"Okay…"

"Hmm…you didn't answer me question before…did you eat?" he asked again.

"Yes…"

"What?"

"Peas…potatoes…apple…but I think the peas made me sick…" she muttered and he narrowed his eyes.

"Sick? What do you feel?"

"My stomach turned right after I ate them…so, I stopped eating and I only finished the apple." She said yawning.

"The apple. You only finished the apple. Then you ask me why I ask you about the food. What other question should I ask if I don't ask you about the food?" he muttered in her hair but she shrugged.

"I told you. My appetite is gone for now…"

"We should invite it back then."

"Okay…"

"I'm going." He muttered as he stood up.

"What? Where?"

"Galley." And with that he disappeared quickly, not even bothering to put on his boots.

Alicia turned on her back and stared at the ceiling until he came back with a bowl and bread in his hands.

"What's that?"

"Gibbs's soup."

"But I made that for him!"

"That's right. And that gives you the right to eat as well." He said as he sat on the bed and gave her the soup.

"It's not warm though…it'll do…" he muttered as she took it and placed the spoon in.

He cut a piece of bread and gave it to her.

"Here…" he said as he watched her eat slowly. She grimaced at the taste of the cold soup but swallowed it.

"I…think I've had enough…" she muttered as she stopped after the fourth spoonful.

"No, eat it. All of it." He commanded and she was touched by his concern for her well being but she couldn't. Her stomach was worse than before.

"I can't…"

"Eat."

"I can't…"

"Ali…come on…"

"Jack…"

"What?"

"I think…" she placed her hand over her mouth and ran towards the side cabin to empty her stomach in a bucket. Jack winced as he held the cold soup.

"It wasn't a good idea…I should stick to my captainy thingies..." he muttered as he stood up and placed the soup on the table. He walked towards her and looked as she washed her mouth. She turned and looked at him with red eyes.

"You're not feeding me again." She stated as she walked back to the bunk and lied down with a soft sigh.

"Oh well…" he mumbled as he plopped down next to her, slyly moving closer to her until their hipbones were touching. He turned to his side as his hand moved down her leg.

"Ali…you're okay?"

"Hmm…Jack, your hand."

"What about it?"

"You're groping me."

"M'not…"

"Jack! What are you doing?" she yelped as she felt his hand creeping somewhere very inappropriate.

"What does it feel like I'm doing?"

"I…oh god…stop!"

"Really? You want me to stop…?" he asked with a smirk as his hand disappeared between her legs and the fabric of her under dress.

"Yes…"

"You positive? Cause I'm planning on taking you for a trip…" he muttered as he kissed her neck and moved closer to her.

"Where?"

"Heaven…" he muttered before kissing her lips with force.

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The next day, late in the evening the Pearl docked at Cadiz, Spain. Jack walked down from the helm and came to stand beside Alicia who was leaning over the railing, looking at the dock with a smile.

"It's beautiful here, Jack."

"Aye, that it is." He said with a smirk.

"How long are we going to stay here?" Catherine's voice came from behind them and Jack turned to look at her.

"Probably a day…two the most." He said with a smile and she sighed before nodding.

"Can I go ashore?" she asked and he frowned.

"Um…sure…just make sure you have company…it's night and it's dangerous...besides I want me payment and without you I won't get it." He said as Alicia rolled her eyes and walked towards Gibbs, Marty and Thomas that were standing near by.

"Can't you come with me?" Catherine asked as she came closer and placed a hand on his arm.

"Um…no, luv…got to go with Ali." He said as his eyes darted towards Alicia who was talking with Gibbs.

"So, she's going to keep it?" she asked boldly and he glared.

"Not any of your business." He growled before walking away to shout orders to the crew. Catherine watched him before walking away, passing by Alicia, almost sending her to the deck with the force of her push as she walked.

"Jesus…" Alicia muttered as Gibbs helped her so that she didn't fell over.

"The rest of you can go ashore but keep a sharp eye. Don't want the authorities to catch us, do we?" Jack called as he made his way back to Alicia.

"You're ready? Let's go, luv." He said as he took her hand and led her away from the ship and at the noisy dock.

"Do you know anyone?" she asked and he nodded.

"Aye! There's an old midwife I've visited before!" he said loudly over the loud voices.

"You've visited before?"

"Erm…um…I mean…yeah…a few years ago…" he muttered, mentally slapping himself for letting that slip.

"For whom?" she asked and his hand tightened around hers.

"For …a girl…I knew…" he muttered.

"You knew? She was with child?" she asked stunned as they started walking down an alley.

"Aye, she was." Came his stiff reply and she bit her lip.

"It was yours then?" she asked and he licked his dry lips, his eyes darting towards a busy inn as they passed by it.

"It was…" he muttered as he looked in front of him again. Alicia was confused.

"So, you have a child?"

"No, I don't."

"But you just said that she was…"

"It's dead all right? She didn't keep it." He said and she stopped walking. He turned to look at her.

"Come on…it's a long way." He said as he pulled her forward again.

"But…why?" she stuttered and he bit the inside of his mouth.

"She was too young…and I was in no position to keep her with me or take care of her. I was too young as well." He said and she looked at her feet.

"Was she okay after…"

"Don't know…I left her here…we weren't that close…just plain business…" he said shrugging.

"I see…" he said looking at him hesitantly.

"Don't look at me like that, luv.I'm not going to do that to you. Come on." He said gently as he pulled her to his side and kissed the top of her head.

Alicia was dumbfounded. How many things she didn't know about him?

Jack suddenly came to a stop and took her hand again as he knocked at an old wooden door. Alicia looked around her and saw that only a few people were walking in that alley and she held onto Jack's hand tighter. The door opened and a young woman greeted them.

"Can I help you?"

"Aye, luv. We need to see your mistress." Jack said and the woman nodded, letting them walk inside.

"What's the reason?"

"Me girl. We need to see if she's okay. She's pregnant."

"Okay. Come with me." She said as they both followed her to the next room.

The door opened and they walked inside. An older woman was sitting on a chair and she smirked as she saw Jack.

"Sparrow…I was wondering when I would see you again." She said with a chuckle.

"Estelle…remember me do you?" he asked with a smirk and a bow while Alicia looked between the two of them.

"You know I never forget a face. Who's the young angel you have there?" she asked as she stood up from her chair.

"I'm Alicia." She said and Estelle smiled.

"No nasty business I suppose, Sparrow…" the older woman said, looking at them.

"No! No…I just want to make sure she's okay." He said quickly.

"All right…lie down there. I'll be back." She instructed and left the room.

"Jack…are you sure she knows what…"

"Of course, luv! Now sit." He said as he helped her lie down at the small cot at the corner of the room.

A few moments later the woman returned and started checking Alicia, ordering her to relax.

"What the hell are you doing, woman?!" Jack exclaimed as Estelle pushed Alicia's dress up her legs.

"What do you think I'm doing, Sparrow? How am I supposed to see if she's healthy?" the woman said sharply.

"Jack…hush." Alicia said as she looked at him. He grimaced and looked at the ringed fingers of his left hand since his right one was occupied, holding onto Alicia's fingers.

"Hmm…" Estelle hummed as Alicia tried to stay still. The woman's hands moved to her belly.

"Hmm…you must be at least…eight weeks…maybe seven…" the woman muttered as she moved back.

Jack stared at the woman, watching her every move with concentration.

"You have morning sickness…dizziness?"

"Yes…I'm getting tired easily and I sometimes have headaches and back pains."

"It's normal, girlie…well, everything seems fine…" she said as she fixed Alicia's clothes and stood up.

"So, everything's normal, aye?" Jack asked and Estelle nodded.

"Be careful with her. Ships can be dangerous sometimes. The first months are difficult."

"Right. Come on, Ali." He said.

"My payment, Sparrow." Estelle said and he rolled his eyes as he reached into his pocket and handed her her coins.

"Thank you, lad." She smiled and Jack nodded.

"Come back in a couple of months." She called as they exited the room and then the house.

"You all right, Jack?" Alicia asked as soon as they were out of the house.

"Aye…I need a drink…" he muttered as he took her hand again and walked back towards the inn they had passed by earlier. The realization that he was going to be a father slowly started sinking in and he started panicking.

"Where are we going?"

"Tavern. I need rum." He said as he pulled her into the crowded tavern quickly, glaring at everyone who happened to stare at her too long.

End of chapter 37

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