Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, they're owned by Disney and others. Though I do wish I owned Mr. Sparrow. ::evil grin::
Warning: Rated R for different reasons. Please make sure you are mature enough to handle this type of content.
To Reviewers/Readers: Thanks for reading and/or reviewing! Sorry about the shorts chapters, I try to use one major event each chapter. Sorry but that's the only way the chapters really fit. It's good though in a way, because it means it takes less time for me to update. =) Chapters will get somewhat longer as we go on.
Nav: Thx!
Black Morgan Rackham: Yeah, I wonder. I always seem to picture him as a mix between a Mr. Brown [the blacksmith] but much taller and somewhat thinner, with the accent of Hagrid [Harry Potter]. lol
Sage32: You're welcome! lol
Jessica: TY!
Beau Porteur De Diamant: Mr. Cotton's parrot didn't help Jack get the rum, Mr. Cotton did, but I liked the way that in the movie he talks to the parrot instead of Mr. Cotton just nodding his head. I mean, if he's a mute, he can hear, right? Or maybe I'm all mixed up, but I just like how he talks to the parrot and the parrot answers fro Mr. Cotton, so I kind of figured he'd just talk to the parrot and Cotton would somehow understand. Psychological connection between man and parrot. It's really weird I know, but I'm a psychology freak, so forgive me. lol
Randomblossem: THAT'S A GREAT BRIBE! So great, that I started typing as soon as I read that! Here's your update, where's my Jack! I want him now! You better review and give him to me! Or I may just have to not update again unless you do. Mwahahahahaha!
Onto chapter eight
Chapter 8: What?!?!
Will was up and out shortly after dawn the next morning. It was a breezy day, good for sailing. It was a shame they still needed a few more supplies; today would have been nice sailing. But sailing wasn't where Will was going.
He got off the ship and onto the docks in no time. Now he'd just have to find the place. He walked three blocks down from the port, three blocks back, made a sharp left, a sharp right, and then he had arrived.
"I'm… here."
"Aye, boy. Sorry we had ter meet here, but 'tis for reasons you'll un-erstan' later."
Will just nodded. He remembered back to last night when he had walked Elizabeth back to their cabin, promising to be back in a quarter of an hour or less. He had then proceeded to walk Bill to his room and had a very interesting conversation.
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"Will?"
"Aye?"
"I need to talk to you about summat (something) but I can't do it here."
"What? Why not?"
"Just listen; I can't. If I give ye directions to somewhere, can we arrange to meet there tomorrow after dawn, before anyone wakes?"
"Errrr… why?"
"Will, just trust me. Can we or can't we?"
"We can."
"Good! Here, take this. The directions are on the backside o' this here parchment. Don't let anyone see ya reading it. Meet me where it says just after dawn tomorrow and don't tell a soul! Alright?"
"Aye," he replied, taking the parchment and getting angry with himself. He was going to be keeping something from Elizabeth. She, his wife, of all people, deserved to know where he was going, but she wouldn't. He was about to get his father settled, go make passionate love to her, and then not tell her about his plans. The thought made him feel sick. This was wrong.
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"That's okay," Will muttered through gritted teeth.
"Well, lad, I'll get right to the point. My ship leaves tomorrow at midday. We have to, I promised the crew a week ago that'd we'd leave today and I have ter keep teh me word, eh? I know we've missed so much, too much, an' well, Will, I'd like you ter come sail with me.
"Me crew dun like women aboard, but yeh can bring yer lass, I'll take care o' the crew. It migh' be hard for her, but she's a spunky lass; I can tell. She'd manage.
"So, what do ya say, eh?"
Will was in shock. His biological father, who he hadn't talked to since even before he'd gotten to Port Royal, wanted him to sail with him. His thoughts raced, but what about the Pearl's crew, and his dishonest and loyal friend Jack? How would Elizabeth separate from everyone? Jack had saved her life more than once, and they were friends. She was getting on great with Anamaria too, the only other woman aboard, the only real female friend she'd ever had since she had been forbidden to socialize with any of the people of Port Royal since they were all 'lower status' than she.
"Lad?"
"I'm sorry, I need to think." Will's mind was a whirlwind of thoughts.
"Well, I'd best be off ter me crew . I'll be needing an answer by tonight; I'll come by the Pearl in the evening."
"I need to get back also," and he ran off, headed straight for the Pearl. He then turned abruptly, stalled a few minutes at a shop he needed something in, and then proceeded to the ship, head spinning in a million different directions.
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"Where've you been, Will?" Elizabeth asked him happily, snaking her arms around his neck. Masking her annoyance that he wasn't next to her when she'd awoke.
He seized her and kips her lips passionately, "Trying to find a flower as beautiful, though I confess I've failed miserably since none are."
"Oh, Will!" she squealed as he moved his arm to her waist and with the other one presented her with a single white rose, "it's beautiful!" she exclaimed, kissing him again.
He turned to her, serious, "I have news," he stated simply.
"So do I," she said Elizabeth said slyly, taking his hands and intertwining them in hers.
"You first," Will smiled.
"Well, I saw the doctor while you were out this morning and Anamaria looked me over too, and they know why I've been feeling as if I were ill."
"Oh?" he asked. She was smiling, this definitely couldn't be something bad at all.
"Will," she said softly, unclasping his hands and putting them around his neck again and moving closer to him so that their faces were nearly touching,"I'm pregnant; we're going to have a baby."
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