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It felt like it had been years, sailing on a wide, harsh and untameable sea. The roll of the waves and the gentle distant call of birds were the lullabies of the ocean. Spray whipped up on dark waves and crashed down upon the sweating backs of the crew as they finally neared their destination. Some nights the clouds would roll, threateningly into the sky and break loose the burden they carried, and some nights, the evening sun would go down, smoothly past the still horizon causing all around it to twinkle in the light. Some nights Angelica was in love and some nights Jack was not. Some nights they were due to be married and some nights they were strangers who just happened to be under the same stars. But every night, Indonesia got closer and every night so grew closer, the birth if a child. A child of two strangers who just happened to be under the same stars.

Angelica reached out slowly, drowsily across the bed of the Captains cabin. The Captain himself however had been attending to his duties for some time now. The routine for Captain Jack Sparrow was a painful one. Busy at the helm, with orders or with charts from the early hours of the morning until long past sunset, with the occasional 40 winks in the day, meant he would crawl into bed when Angelica had long been asleep and arise when she was still so. "Jack?" She asked groggily. He was instantly by her side, he had barley heard her voice in too long. He stroked a ringed finger over her hair. "Yes luv?" By now Angelica was really looking pregnant, and Jack desperately wanted to take care of her, even if he wasn't totally clear on how to do that. "Could I...get some water?" Angelica's throat had been so dry and hoarse. Ever since the fever had set it. It was about five days ago, Jack attended to a commotion on deck, only to find the cause of said commotion was his collapsed lover who had fainted after her body temperature rocketed too high. The sun had been hot and Gibbs ran up to the helm telling him to come as quickly as he could. As Angelica had come into view, sprawled across the deck, he just about had a heart attack. He had asked if she could here him, what had happened and had pleaded for her to be ok. After getting a few strange mumbles from her and some rather extravagant vomiting on her part, he had put her in his bed and she had not managed to get out since.

Jack was worried sick. "Course darlin'" he said softly, kissing her forehead before he got up to fetch her a drink. His hand shook slightly on the cup he bought her. He was more than worried, he was terrified. And horrified. Angelica's skin was constantly on fire, she couldn't bare the bright sun, but probably worst of all is how much she always told him she hurt, especially in her neck and head. Jack knew enough to know that this sickness, whatever it was...had killed his mother. She had experienced these symptoms for some time, then one night she collapsed, began to have seizures and her speech was so muddled he could not understand her. She had died, screaming from the pain in her head. "Could you...help me...to sit up?" Angelica asked with about as much strength as a small mouse, trampled by horses. Jack silently slid an arm behind her back and supported her weight as he raised the goblet to her pale, dry lips. She drank for a matter of seconds before going limp in his arms, she had run out of energy. Her eyes just managed to stay open, she looked up at Jack, her breathing shallow. He took her hand which gave him a pathetic squeeze. "How are you feeling luv?" He asked quietly, afraid of the answer. Her large brown eyes spilt over with tears. "Oh darlin'!" he exclaimed, leaning down instantly to hold her tight as she sobbed into his shoulder. "The...baby, Jack...the...baby" she mumbled in his ear. "What is it? Angelica what's wrong?" He asked, panicked. Holding her shoulders so he could look in her eyes. There was a long pause as Angelica shook weakly with burning hot tears, gathering the strength to speak. "He doesn't move as much as he used to!" She cried. Jack's heart broke. He knew she had just been so delirious with fever, she wasn't noticing or remembering much that happened. His heart shattered to see she was so scared. "Look." He said through his own silent tears. He laid a hand on her ballooning stomach. "One...two, three kicks right there." Her eyes were reeling around the room. Though he did not really cry, another tear slid from his eye as he realised she had forgotten he was there. So he just sat and held her hand, weeping with her. "I love you Angelica Teach. Always have, always will." He whispered to her as he kissed her cheek. He was surprised when she managed to whisper back "Marry me Captain Sparrow." Jack sat up. "What?" He asked rather comically. "Now...may be the...only time." She breathed. "No! Angelica do not say that!" She was terrifying him even more. "Please." She said with such a weak desperation, such loving pleading that it wouldn't have mattered if she asked he burn the earth. He sighed, walking over to his desk, searching through numerous papers and books. "Where the bloody hell..." He muttered to himself. He eyed some crumpled documents that had fallen to the floor. He uncurled them, blowing off many years of dust. "Ah!" He smiled, picking up a quill and a bottle of ink from his desk and making his way back to the bed. "One of the many perks of being a Captain" he muttered to himself whilst he sorted the papers. "You're sure about this luv? It ain't just the fever talkin'?" After a few failed attempts at getting her head of the pillow, Jack reached over to prop her up once again to allow her to speak. "Jack I...I love you...so much. I am...sure." Jack smiled and kissed her lightly on the lips. He bent to whisper in her ear. "Dearly beloved, we be gathered here today, to witness the union of this man and this woman in not so holy matrimony" he paused to kiss her again. She had the ghost of a smile on her lips, as much as she could manage. "Is there any man present who would object? No? Good! Then...do you, Captain Jack Sparrow take Miss Angelica Teach to be your lawfully wedded wife, in sickness and in hopefully soon to be health 'till death do you part?" He took Angelica's trembling hand and kissed the ring on her finger. "I do." He said looking into her dark eyes. "Do you Miss Angelica take the handsome, dashing, heroic, brave..." Angelica attempted to elbow him in the ribs. "Ok, ok luv, Captain Jack Sparrow to be your lawfully wedded 'usband in sickness, health etcetera 'till death do us part?" Angelica tried to put a hand on his face, but her strength would not allow it. Upon seeing what she wanted Jack took her hand and held it against his cheek. "I do." She said with the most power he had heard in her voice for days. Jack grinned hugely, taking up the quill and signing his name before holding the quill in Angelica's hand and helping her to put her signature on the marriage papers. Jack lifted the covers of the bed and slid in next to her, holding her against his chest. "I now pronounce you, man and wife." He kissed her forehead. "You may" he kissed her cheek. "Kiss" he kissed her jaw. He hovered over her for a while. "The bride." He said before leaning down and pressing his lips softly to hers, lingering on them. Until pulling slowly away to find her eyelids did not reopen and a light snore picked up in her chest. He chuckled quietly "I love you Angelica Sparrow. Always have, always will."

Angelica awoke, thrashing in the bed, her muscles had begun to spasm from the unbearable heat of her body temperature, her skin felt as though it were ablaze. She screamed, scared that her child may be damaged by the heat she felt in her bones. Before she knew it a pair of strong, rough hands had taken her wrists and were trying to calm her. "Angelica, look at me!" A voice commanded. Her vision blurred with tears as she searched around for her husbands face. But she was too weak to find his eyes. Her body crumpled onto the bed, as she moaned softly. "Gibbs!" The voice yelled as a hand pressed against her head. The hand felt ice cold. She was dully aware of a pain beginning to work its way into the back of her head. There were some footsteps, frantic voices and icy liquid poured all over her body. Reality was there, but difficult to cling on too.

Jack worked frantically, thanking god, the stars he didn't know but thanking something that he had managed to acquire some skill as a physician during his travels. He poured water all over her, stripping her of any unnecessary clothing. "Yarrow Gibbs!" He commanded, there were always various herbs and medicines for treating ills on the pearl, though he feared Yarrow would only bring down the fever slightly. Gibbs set about brewing some yarrow tea as Jack desperately attempted to keep Angelica conscious. "Angelica luv can you hear me?" She turned her head vaguely in the direction of his voice but do not respond. "Angelica I need you to drink something for me." He held her up and put a cup of the yarrow tea to her lips, she took a minuscule sip but began to cough and gag. "Please Angelica I need you to drink this!" He pleaded. "I'm really sorry about this." He added before holding her nose so she would have to open her mouth and pouring the liquid down her throat. As she coughed he held her to his chests telling her how sorry he was and urging her to be ok. He continued to mop her brow and rock her gently back and fourth. The Yarrow slowly began to take effect and she became more aware of her surroundings. She rested a hand on her bump, and enjoyed the sensation of her tiny unborn baby kicking it from inside her. She was so absorbed in being coherent enough to marvel at the feeling she had almost forgotten Jack was there until his hand let go of her shoulder and moved to her stomach and his fingers slid into hers. The click of the door announced Gibbs's departure so that they could be alone. Jack was smiling down at her. "Good to have you back for minuet luv, you scared me there. How do you feel?" She looked up to give him a smile, before her face dropped and her eyebrow knitted together. "Sore." She said, "and...tiered." Jack was about to offer a comment on how sorry he was but she cut him off. "And...the happiest I have ever been in my life." Jack looked at her with the upmost confusion. She chuckled lightly. "Don't you remember? I married you today." Jack did not answer, did not even smile, just kissed her with a passion and ferocity she had not felt in what seemed like forever. His lips soft and urgent, his tongue found hers and caressed it with loving lust. "If only you weren't so damn incapacitated." He growled in her ear. Though soon the moment grew very serious indeed. Angelica looked him deep in the eye, with sorrow and fear clinging to her features. "Jack?...is...is the baby going to be ok?" Jacks head dropped and he just stared at the floor, 'just be honest' he thought. He gazed at her from under his eye lashes. "I don't know." Angelica's arm curled defensively around her stomach as a sob ripped through her chest, making an awful strangled sound. Jack held her even tighter than before, strange, twisted cries erupting from her throat. Jack rubbed her back soothingly as he spoke to her, "But now we know how to get your temperature down, and if that's under control your body will be able to fight off this bloody illness, so he won't 'ave to suffer any damage at all. Honestly darlin'." But she continued to shake and cry in his strong warm arms, covering his shirt with salt water until her cries turned to quiet sobs and she drifted back to sleep with Jack holding her close, right next to his heart.