CHAPTER 5
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She would just have to wait a little bit for Jack and Will and the rest of the crew to come back to Port Royal for her.
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And wait she did. On her return to Port Royal, Elizabeth would wake up every morning before dawn, and walk to the battlements. As the sun rose, she would stand there, staring at the horizon, waiting to see the sails of Pearl come into view. And every evening, she would watch the sunset from the battlements, waiting, longing, and wishing. She continued in this manner for several weeks. 'Surely, it would be safe for them to come now' she thought. But the Pearl never came.
Her father and her rarely spoke now, only at mealtimes, and even then it was hard to find words to speak. Elizabeth was always curt and snappish when talking to him, partly because she didn't want to be treated like a child her whole life, and partly because of her anger. Why hadn't the Pearl come back for her yet? Had they all forgotten about her? Jack loved me, she thought, he wouldnt forget about me...unless he really didnt mean it. did he love her? was it all just an act to get her in bed?
Elizabeth started to feel weak. She would wake up exhausted after a full nights sleep, and would vomit into her pot. Her father blamed these occurences on the fact that Elizabeth was hardly ever home and was out and about all the time, but that didn't seem right to Elizabeth,
One morning, about 2 months since she left the Pearl, her maids were trapping her body into one of those bloody corsets. She couldn't help but notice it felt a lot tighter than usual, and that's saying a lot.
"Marie, must you tie my corset so tight?" she said breathlessly, as Marie took another sharp tug on the strings.
"Its the same as i always do it, miss," said Marie, "s'no tighter than it was last time you wore it."
Elizabeth bit her lip to keep from gasping out. She walked down the stairs of the mansion, and decided she would take a walk down by the docks. She was heading for the door, when she felt extremely lightheaded. Maybe she should stay home today....
Before she could make the decision, Elizabeth collapsed on the floor in a faint.
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"She'll be all right, Governor." Elizabeth heard a voice say. "i suggest she steer clear of tight corsets."
Elizabeth opened her eyes to find Doctor Peters and her father looking down on her.
"Ah! she's awake" said the Dr. Peters, "Now, Governor, im going to have to ask you to leave as I run over a list of pre-cautinary questions with Elizabeth.
Governor Swann nodded, and retreated silently.
"Now, Elizabeth, your father tells me you've been having morning sickness quite frequently, is that correct?"
"Yes" Elizabeth muttered.
"Any headaches, fever, anything out of the ordinary?" he asked
"well...."Elizabeth said, "i'm a bit late....for...well..." ELizabeth was blushing now
"If there's something wrong, then by all means, tell me" Dr. Peters said
"My menstrual cycle is a bit late" Elizabeth finally blurted out.
"Really?" said Dr. Peters, opening his black medical bag, "how late, may i ask?"
"oh....well, i think it's been....almost....two months, now" Elizabeth said. Now that she said it out loud, it didn't sound good at all.
"hm....morning sickness, irregular menstrual cycle.....i'm afraid i'm going to have to examine you again, miss swann" said Dr. Peters.
Elizabeth sighed. This couldn't be good.
~~~~~~~~~~ "Governor Swann, I have some news for you" said Doctor Peters as he emerged from Elizabeth's room.
"Is everything all right?" Governor Swann asked. He may not be on the best of terms with his daughter, but he cared about her well-being.
"In a manner of speaking." the doctor said. "your daughter is with a child." ~~~~~~
Elizabeth lay in bed, contemplating the doctors news. Her father had come in to check on her. She could tell by the look on his face the doctor had told him the news, but it appeared the Governor thought it best not to mention it.
The doctor told her she was about two months along. A memory of her and Jack on the island came flooding into Elizabeth's mind. 'Of course' she thought. 'that was about two months ago. what am i going to do?'
She was carrying Jack Sparrows child, the Jack Sparrow that said he loved her, the Jack Sparrow who said he'd come for her, but didn't. What was she going to do?
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She would just have to wait a little bit for Jack and Will and the rest of the crew to come back to Port Royal for her.
~~~~
And wait she did. On her return to Port Royal, Elizabeth would wake up every morning before dawn, and walk to the battlements. As the sun rose, she would stand there, staring at the horizon, waiting to see the sails of Pearl come into view. And every evening, she would watch the sunset from the battlements, waiting, longing, and wishing. She continued in this manner for several weeks. 'Surely, it would be safe for them to come now' she thought. But the Pearl never came.
Her father and her rarely spoke now, only at mealtimes, and even then it was hard to find words to speak. Elizabeth was always curt and snappish when talking to him, partly because she didn't want to be treated like a child her whole life, and partly because of her anger. Why hadn't the Pearl come back for her yet? Had they all forgotten about her? Jack loved me, she thought, he wouldnt forget about me...unless he really didnt mean it. did he love her? was it all just an act to get her in bed?
Elizabeth started to feel weak. She would wake up exhausted after a full nights sleep, and would vomit into her pot. Her father blamed these occurences on the fact that Elizabeth was hardly ever home and was out and about all the time, but that didn't seem right to Elizabeth,
One morning, about 2 months since she left the Pearl, her maids were trapping her body into one of those bloody corsets. She couldn't help but notice it felt a lot tighter than usual, and that's saying a lot.
"Marie, must you tie my corset so tight?" she said breathlessly, as Marie took another sharp tug on the strings.
"Its the same as i always do it, miss," said Marie, "s'no tighter than it was last time you wore it."
Elizabeth bit her lip to keep from gasping out. She walked down the stairs of the mansion, and decided she would take a walk down by the docks. She was heading for the door, when she felt extremely lightheaded. Maybe she should stay home today....
Before she could make the decision, Elizabeth collapsed on the floor in a faint.
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"She'll be all right, Governor." Elizabeth heard a voice say. "i suggest she steer clear of tight corsets."
Elizabeth opened her eyes to find Doctor Peters and her father looking down on her.
"Ah! she's awake" said the Dr. Peters, "Now, Governor, im going to have to ask you to leave as I run over a list of pre-cautinary questions with Elizabeth.
Governor Swann nodded, and retreated silently.
"Now, Elizabeth, your father tells me you've been having morning sickness quite frequently, is that correct?"
"Yes" Elizabeth muttered.
"Any headaches, fever, anything out of the ordinary?" he asked
"well...."Elizabeth said, "i'm a bit late....for...well..." ELizabeth was blushing now
"If there's something wrong, then by all means, tell me" Dr. Peters said
"My menstrual cycle is a bit late" Elizabeth finally blurted out.
"Really?" said Dr. Peters, opening his black medical bag, "how late, may i ask?"
"oh....well, i think it's been....almost....two months, now" Elizabeth said. Now that she said it out loud, it didn't sound good at all.
"hm....morning sickness, irregular menstrual cycle.....i'm afraid i'm going to have to examine you again, miss swann" said Dr. Peters.
Elizabeth sighed. This couldn't be good.
~~~~~~~~~~ "Governor Swann, I have some news for you" said Doctor Peters as he emerged from Elizabeth's room.
"Is everything all right?" Governor Swann asked. He may not be on the best of terms with his daughter, but he cared about her well-being.
"In a manner of speaking." the doctor said. "your daughter is with a child." ~~~~~~
Elizabeth lay in bed, contemplating the doctors news. Her father had come in to check on her. She could tell by the look on his face the doctor had told him the news, but it appeared the Governor thought it best not to mention it.
The doctor told her she was about two months along. A memory of her and Jack on the island came flooding into Elizabeth's mind. 'Of course' she thought. 'that was about two months ago. what am i going to do?'
She was carrying Jack Sparrows child, the Jack Sparrow that said he loved her, the Jack Sparrow who said he'd come for her, but didn't. What was she going to do?