Hi! Ok first I am sorry this is a kinda short chapter, but been pretty damn busy this week! Also I want to say thank you, sooo much for the incredible reviews I have been getting, I mean really wow thank you. And for those who haven't reviewed tis all good though a little one would be nice ;)
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Angelica awoke with warm sunlight caressing her cheek and hair as it beamed through the window of the cabin. She lay limply in bed, still too weak to sit without Jacks help, though inside, she noted, she felt slightly different. Not exactly better just...different. She looked around the room, but did not see Jack anywhere, so assumed he had taken the helm. But she wanted him, her illness had thrown into light that which had almost been forgotten; how much they loved each other. Lately, life had been, confusing and scary, stressful and bewildering. Angelica, whilst still cool enough to think clearly, decided to treat herself to some maternal thoughts, rather than just worry and doubt. If the baby was ok, what should he, or indeed she, be named?! That had not really crossed her mind until now. Did she want a boy or a girl? It didn't matter, it would be tiny and her and Jack's and perfect in every way. She wondered if the babe would have dark, beautiful eyes like its father. She wondered...if the baby would live. If she would survive labour. If she would make it to labour. Only four months too survive, four months and she could say her plight was complete. Her mind began to dull and her head fall around like a broken doll. A wave of nausea spread through her, she squeezed her eyes shut to try and ease her dizzied head. The next thing she aware of was two cold hands holding her up as she vomited noisily into one the varnish buckets that had been held in front of her. "You need to eat somethin' luv." Jack's deep voice growled in her ear. He smelt like rum and fresh sea air. "I can't." She she whispered. As some more of the vile yarrow tea was held in front of her. "Drink." Jack said, rather like a command but with worry driving it. She sipped the drink, shuddering at the taste. "How are you feeling?" He asked, despite knowing the answer already. She groaned. The yarrow cooled her and she spent the rest of the day conscious but exhausted. This became an awful routine for weeks. After four Jack was at his wits end. Captain Jack Sparrow had always made it through a storm. Every time he faced on he would feel the sensation of his ship breaking through the rain and reaching calmer tides. After four weeks of agony, the calmer tides came into view. "'Ow are you feelin'?" He asked with a tiered voice. Angelica looked confused but didn't answer. "Angelica? Bloody hell, what's wrong?" She then surprised him, surprised herself and sat up. "Better." And then he was kissing her, she hadn't felt his lips in so long. Her arms wound around his neck, pressing him too her as he deepened the kiss. He gently held the back of her head tangling his fingers in her hair and unleashed the full passion and ferocity of his finally broke away breathless. "Sorry luv, got a bit carried away there." He chuckled. Angelica positively beamed at him, "I love you Jack." she told him before he kissed her again. Jacks own smile soon turned serious. "Angelica luv this time... I really thought..." Angelica sighed "That i was going to die." She finished for him. He bit his lip and nodded slightly. "It's my fault." he concluded. "No. it was NEVER your fault, what happened between us before, this, none of it is your fault." She stroked the back of his head. He laughed softly at her gesture "Shall I purr for you luv?" He said in a seductive tone that made her giggle. "Have I finally tamed you then?" She asked jokingly, raising an eyebrow at him. "Ah luv but you see, this animal can not be tame savvy?" He said with a wink, growling and kissing her neck. Angelica sighed in contentment and let her head all against her pillow, revelling in the knowledge she had done that of her own will. Her stomach growled angrily, demanding food. "Hear ya loud an' clear darlin'" Jack said with another throaty chuckle before kissing her lightly and going to fetch her something to eat. She felt amazing, weak but amazing. Cautiously she swung her legs over the side of the bed, and stood cursing under her breath when she realised how hard it was to get up and cursing even louder when she realised that she couldn't even see the feet she could finally use again. She shuffled over to a chair at the other side f the cabin and slumped down in it breathing heavily. Walking just the length of Jacks cabin exhausted her and damn soon she would have to trek through a bloody jungle and then push a miniature human out from between her legs? Oh hell no. She did not look forward to this. Jack entered his cabin and upon noticing she was no longer in bed nearly swallowed his own tongue. "You're...but you were just? And now you're...?" His eyes came to rest on he huge bump and widened in alarm. "And you're really...which means we're almost..." He trailed off just to make a strange noise in the back of his throat and stand frozen in shock. "Almost parents Jack." Angelica said flatly unimpressed by his little episode. "Bugger." He croaked. Then the cry rang out for land and Jack had to put his Captain demeanour back on, putting some bread down on the table he went over to Angelica. "Get ready too 'ave another Captain Jack Sparrow on the earth." He said before kissing her and swaggering out of the room. "I am NOT calling my child Jack Sparrow!" She yelled after him, hearing him laugh outside the door. They had finally reached Indonesia, Angelica was terrified but none the less sat there grinning like a mad woman. Glad to be back, and glad to have Jack back.
Jack helped Angelica off the ship, she leaned heavily against him. It was hot and humid. But it was beautiful. Thick green trees rolled across the landscape, colourful birds and insects spotted the air like jewels and filled the island with noise. The sand was bright white and the sea a gorgeous clear blue, with tropical fish visible through the gentle waves. The only thing that was missing was a gentle breeze. In fact there was no wind at all, it was just hot, a sweat broke out all over her body as the crew made their way down the beach. She slumped slightly against Jack. "You ok there darlin'?" He asked his voice saturated with concern. She nodded vaguely and then fell on a heap on the ground. The darkness of unconsciousness griping her. Ah. Maybe there was still a while to go before better could be achieved
