Davy looked at his daughter carefully. Lea looked back at him. She sat on the bed next to him, Patrick on the other side smiling. Lea sighed impatiently.

"Lea," Patrick began, "I know this is a bit of a shock to you, but..."

"He's me dad." Lea said, eyes still on Davy. "Where were you, you left me with mum?" She crossed her little arms and narrowed her eyes.

"I didn't know you were there, otherwise I've would've come sooner." Davy sighed.

"Love," Patrick cut in, "he wants to know if you want to stay with him." There was silence while Lea thought.

"How can I trust you?" She asked, her little two year old mind working its hardest to understand.

"You can trust me to be a good father." Davy smiled, hopefully. Lea became silent again, as the room did. He hoped this wouldn't be too soon. Lea carefully walked up to Davy and stood in front of him. For a minute they starred at each other, and then she flew in his arms.

"I stay wit you if Ms. Emma stays." Lea let go of Davy for a moment. Davy laughed, and looked at Patrick. His brother just smiled and nodded. Davy looked back at the eager face of his daughter.

"Of course Ms. Emma is going to stay with us."

Emma looked out to the town of Port Royal. She was anxious to meet her family, and see Katherine. Emma would tell them the good news, and hopefully soon her and Davy would be married. Her hands rested on the wooden frame of the ship, and eyes upwards. Emma felt a hand go on hers, and she looked to the left. She saw Davy, but then he motioned downward. Lea stood there smiling up at her, and Emma crouched down by her.

"Daddy said I could stay wit you." Lea put her hands behind her back and rocked from side to side. Emma smiled looking up at Davy and then back down at Lea.

"Of course darling," Emma nodded, "I would love for you to stay with us." Lea jumped into Emma arms, and fell backwards ignoring the pain in her back. They both got up.

"You're my new mummy?" Lea asked looking up anxiously at Emma. Emma glanced at Davy for reassurance.

"Only if you want." Emma smiled.

"I want!" Lea jumped up and down. "Does that mean I get to meet my grandparents?"

"Yes, but you have to be a good girl." Emma smiled. Lea nodded her head hurriedly and ran off to go tell Patrick. Emma looked at Davy. "Are you sure this is what you want?" Davy pulled Emma in close.

"More than ever."

Jessy climbed into the little rowboat cramping with Emma, Davy, Lea, and her mother and father. She looked around.

"Where's James?" Jessy asked.

"He's stayin' on the Pearl." Jane smiled. Jessy sighed.

"Well I guess you take two you give two." Jessy looked up and saw her brother and waved a farewell as the little boat descended into the dark waters of Port Royal.

Emma walked through the night air. Lea had fallen asleep on Davy's should. He was carrying her, and Emma rested her head on Davy's open shoulder. Jessy, Norrington, and Jane had all gone to their house, and Emma and Davy decided better to go to her mother and father's house. They walked through the quiet dark streets of Port Royal.

"What do you think my parents are going to say when they see Lea?" Emma laughed quietly.

"I don't know, but I don't want to be around when your father sees her." Davy smiled.

"Don't worry my father's a very understanding person." Emma smiled up and him. Soon they came upon the house. Silently Emma opened the gate, and they went up to the door. She tried the handle and the door opened. Emma smiled as they walked in. The house was quiet and unaware of their presence. There was no light, but the light of the moon, and they made their way to the study, not wanting to go up the stairs. Davy carefully sat down on the couch and propped Lea for sleeping. She stirred a bit, but quieted down. Emma sat next to him, she laid her head on his shoulder and the little family went to sleep.

Will yawned as he made his way downstairs to the study. Elizabeth had been up all night with the twins. He helped with as much as he could, but it was ultimately useless. He walked tiredly into the study, and he stopped. His eyes looking at the couch was Emma, Davy, and a little girl, sleeping. He cocked his head looking at the little girl. Her hair was black and she looked nothing like Emma or Davy. Silently he left the room and hurried back up the stairs to Elizabeth. He opened their bedroom door, and went to where Elizabeth slept quietly. Will sat on the edge and shook his wife gently.

"Elizabeth." Will whispered, and her eyes opened.

"Will, what is it?" Elizabeth rubbed her eyes, looking at him.

"Emma and Davy are back." Will nodded.

"That's good to hear." Elizabeth whispered, closing her eyes again.

"They have a child with them." Will added. Her eyes shot open, and she turned to him.

"A child?" Elizabeth looked curiously at her husband. She got up suddenly and made her way down the stairs.

"Elizabeth!" Will hurried after her, but a mother's wishes are more proven than a father's, and Elizabeth was almost to the study, by the time he caught up with her. Will grabbed her arm lightly. "Elizabeth perhaps this could wait until they wake up."

"Will, they have a child with them!" Elizabeth placed her hands on her hips.

"Yes, but she looks nothing like them." Will reassured his wife, wishing he hadn't woken her up for this, and just talked to Emma and Davy himself. "They must have a good excuse." Elizabeth sighed and nodded.

"Do you think he did it yet?" Elizabeth changed the subject smiling.

"Yes, I think he did." Will nodded, smiling only half. They casually walked to the dinning room where the smell of freshly made bacon was coming from.

"First let's eat then you can tell your daughter your congratulations."