Chapter 9

When Will woke up the next morning he was happy to see Nicole by his side. She was already awake,smiling at him proudly. She was now Mrs. Turner. Will Turner was her husband,and soon was going to be the father of her child. The one she would proudly raise with him. Now she was glad that Jack and left her on this island with Will,because now she had something to live for.

"Good morning love,"he said as he kissed her.

"Good morning Will."

"How are you feeling?'

"Great. And you?"

"I'm feeling just great." He kissed her again. "God you're so beautiful."

"Thank you."

"Welcome love."

"Will,tell me what happen."

"About what?"

"With you and my father."

"I really don't want to talk about it."

"Ok. I'm sorry."

"I thought he told you."

"He doesn't like to talk about it."

"Wow. That doesn't sound like the Jack Sparrow I know."

"I guess he stopped talking about his adventures after my mother had me."

"I see."

"I'm sorry for bringing it up."

"No. It's ok. He's the only person who's told me about my father."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"I see. Is it really that hard?"

"What do you mean?"

"To come to terms that your father was a pirate?"

"It's always been hard. They's why I try to put the past behind me."

"Oh."

"It's so hard though. I don't want to believe many things."

"I know."

"I almost still can't believe that I'm having a child. But here am I. Having my best friend's daughter's child."

She put her head on his chest. "And I'm glad."

"So am I love."he kissed her again. "I want you to be happy."

"I already am."

"Then I'm happy."

"I want the father of my child to be happy."

"And I want the mother of my child to happy."

"As long as I'm with you I will be."

"Same with me." He kissed her stomach again.

She smiled. He crawled up and they embraced again.

"I love you,"he sayed after the embrace.

"I love you too."

"Well,I'm going to go off to work. Are you going to be ok?"

She smiled. "Yes. I'll be fine."

He kissed her again. "Good. I love you."

"Love you too.

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