Chapter 8
Two Months later
Nicole had turned 18 today. It would be another 7 months before the baby was supposed to be born,but Will and Nicole decided that it would be good to get married before the baby came. So there was a wedding on her 18th birthday. Everyone was there. Even her father,Captain Jack Sparrow was there. It was a happy day,even if Will wasn't with Elizabeth anymore. Now he was with another woman now,a woman who he would love for the rest of his life.
"Are you mad about your father showing up?"asked Will as the two lay in bed.
"No. I'm glad he was there. He is my father after all."
"And a proud one at the fact,"he kissed her stomach. "Just like me."
"Nicole Turner. It was a nice ring to it."
"Yes it does." He crawled up and started to kiss her. "Mrs. Turner sounds so much better though."
"Yes. I like that."
"So do I." He started to kiss her again. They looked into each other eyes and locked themselves into an embrace.
"Will.?"
"Yes love?"
"I love you."
"I love you too Nicole."
"You are going to make a great father."
"You are going to make a great mother. That's why I wanted you to be my wife."
"I'm glad."
"Me too."
She started to laugh.
"What?"
"I think my father had more rum tonight that he's had in his entire life."
"I can see that."
"I've never had rum. I'm kind of glad though."
"We still need to have this child."
"Yes. That's right."
"It's going to be a beautiful baby. Just like you." He kissed her stomach again.
"I love you Will Turner."
"I love you Nicole Turner."
She smiled and fell asleep on his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her cheek. Nicole Turner,he thought. Yes. It does have a nice ring to it. It's a beautiful name,just like you. I ought to be happy now right? Yes. I should be happy. I need to be happy now.
He kissed her stomach again and smiled. God she's so beautiful. I'm glad I didn't pass this up. I'm going to be a father now. I can't believe it. 7 more months. Please don't leave me before then Nicole. You and this child mean too much to me.
¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤
Two Months later
Nicole had turned 18 today. It would be another 7 months before the baby was supposed to be born,but Will and Nicole decided that it would be good to get married before the baby came. So there was a wedding on her 18th birthday. Everyone was there. Even her father,Captain Jack Sparrow was there. It was a happy day,even if Will wasn't with Elizabeth anymore. Now he was with another woman now,a woman who he would love for the rest of his life.
"Are you mad about your father showing up?"asked Will as the two lay in bed.
"No. I'm glad he was there. He is my father after all."
"And a proud one at the fact,"he kissed her stomach. "Just like me."
"Nicole Turner. It was a nice ring to it."
"Yes it does." He crawled up and started to kiss her. "Mrs. Turner sounds so much better though."
"Yes. I like that."
"So do I." He started to kiss her again. They looked into each other eyes and locked themselves into an embrace.
"Will.?"
"Yes love?"
"I love you."
"I love you too Nicole."
"You are going to make a great father."
"You are going to make a great mother. That's why I wanted you to be my wife."
"I'm glad."
"Me too."
She started to laugh.
"What?"
"I think my father had more rum tonight that he's had in his entire life."
"I can see that."
"I've never had rum. I'm kind of glad though."
"We still need to have this child."
"Yes. That's right."
"It's going to be a beautiful baby. Just like you." He kissed her stomach again.
"I love you Will Turner."
"I love you Nicole Turner."
She smiled and fell asleep on his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her cheek. Nicole Turner,he thought. Yes. It does have a nice ring to it. It's a beautiful name,just like you. I ought to be happy now right? Yes. I should be happy. I need to be happy now.
He kissed her stomach again and smiled. God she's so beautiful. I'm glad I didn't pass this up. I'm going to be a father now. I can't believe it. 7 more months. Please don't leave me before then Nicole. You and this child mean too much to me.
¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤