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 short 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.

TheCrow-R.I.P-BL: I think it'll be mostly drama…

KrissXed: Thanks! Yeah, hopefully I'll keep Jack in character, but I'm going to be adding to him, he may become more of the person I see him as, and not the person he pretends to be. So he won't be out of character, but out of APPARENT CHARACTER.

Jessica: Hmmm…that's a good question! Who will take care of her? *evil laugh*

Randomblossem: YAY! *runs off with padlocked box and locks herself in room with it* *screams* THANKS! *bunch of muffled noise as box is open, then laughter, then…well, you know…*

Jareths girl-Moro Shapeshifter: Here's your update, SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG! =(

Sage32: I think she wants him to leave, because if he doesn't, she will forever blame herself for Will not knowing his father. He would have had a great opportunity, and she would have snatched it away from him. She'd feel horrible if that happened and doesn't want him to resent her for it, so she's forcing him to leave. Thanks for the input, I appreciate it. Difference of opinion is fine, and thanks for asking. =)

Onto chapter ten!

Chapter 10: Leaving

"Al'righ' there, Will? Got yer stuff, eh?"

"Aye."

"We'd best be getting' a move on then, we've got a lotta sailing ter do today."

"Aye, I'll just be a few minutes," Will said to his father as he walked towards Elizabeth, leading her towards the front of the ship, away from everyone.

"I wish I didn't have to leave, Liz."

"You've got to know your father, Will; you know that."

"I know that," he whispered, hanging his head," but you're pregnant. I should be leaving you. I should be with you every waking moment, going through this with you."

"I know, but you've got to go."

"I don't want to."

"You have to."

"N-"

"Shhh, yes. You have to leave now."

"Elizabeth, I'm sorry."

"Don't be, just come back to me."

"How could I even think of not?" He seized her in a fierce embrace and kissed her passionately. His fingers trailed down her body, his hand stopping on her upper abdomen. It wasn't yet round with child, but it would be soon enough. He'd be a father soon.

"I love you, Elizabeth," he said, breaking from the kiss.

"I love you too, Will."

They walked back to everyone in silence, and Will pulled Jack aside.

"Jack, I need you to do me a big favor; take care of her for me, eh?"

No, he'd just let her die, wouldn't he, because that's what Will would expect, right? Jack to just not care about one of his best friends who also just happened to be pregnant. Of course, that was Jack, right? Er, no.

Jack was about to attack Will with some witty reply when he realized that the lad had already turned his back and was already walking away, talking to his father. He seemed so happy, the bloody bastard. He didn't even look back; he was such an idiot! How could the boy just leave his wife and unborn child like that?! Even he, Captain Jack Sparrow, could never do such a thing, honestly. It was despicable. Since when do my morals choose to voice themselves? Jack thought that to himself, slightly troubled.

He looked over at Elizabeth. Anamaria had one arm around her, and there were tears in Liz's eyes. Ana was trying to console her, but Elizabeth was simply ignoring her. Jack knew her heart was starting to break already.

All of a sudden, Jack had the strongest desire to comfort her. He wanted to console her, hold her, and tell her that everything would work out. He was halfway to her before he realized what his body was doing. His feet shouldn't be moving in that direction, and whoa, ok that definitely should not be happening right now; not around her, no way in hell. Oh shit…Shit! Okay, he really needed some rum right about now, a whole lot of- Jesus! A whole lot of rum right now! He ran towards the stairs that went under-deck, and flew down them, sweating, confused, and scared as hell.

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A/N: Okay, I'm so sorry about the long wait to update; I've just been easing into school more and more and forgetting about a whole bunch of stuff. Rest assured that as soon as I get about 5 reviews for this chapter, I will post the next one! Once again, sorry, and I hope you liked the update!

Once again, constructive criticism is greatly appreciated!

Oh, and tomorrow's my birthday, so yay fer me!