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Chapter 7

"Jack, what am I going to do?"

"Well, luv. We're gonna port in Tortuga sometime 'round the end of dis month. That'll 'bout two, three weeks. I say you stay there till the baby be born."

"But that's almost seven months!"

"Aye."

"I will not stay in pirate town for seven months."

"An' what do you suggest?"

"I'll stay here, on the ship."

"An' have your baby delivered here?! Methinks not!"

"What's wrong with that?"

"This is a pirate ship, Melia. Not a fancy room wid and nurse an' doctor outside your door, ready ta help you."

"I can take care of myself!"

"You can't deliver a baby on your own."

"Are you suggesting I have a random floozy deliver my baby instead?"

"I was thinkin' more 'long the lines of Treva actually."

"TREVA?! The woman's always half-drunk!"

"She's better 'an me!"

"If you think I would let YOU deliver MY baby, Jack, you're more crazy than I thought!"

"Well that's what your suggestin' by wantin' ta stay on me ship!"

"I will not have my baby born in Tortuga!"

"But you would have it born in a pirate ship?"

"Are you suggesting that a pirate town is a better place?"

"Well, tis' better than here!"

"How do you figure?"

"You'd have Treva."

"One no good woman to 'help' me. Wonderful."

Jacks eyes flashed. What was this girl thinking?! To have baby on this filthy, rat infested...That's it!

"Alright, you kin have your baby here."

Her eyes lit up and a smile slipped onto her lips.

"Thank you so much, Jack. I'm so afraid to let my baby be born among those I don't trust. You have no idea..."

Jack held up his hand.

"Luv, you gots ta stop interuptin' people. AS I was sayin' you kin have your baby on me filthy ship, but if it catches some sort o'infection an' dies, well den, don't blame me."

She pressed a hand to her stomach.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, if cleanliness is next to godliness...I never claimed dis ship would get ta heaven..."

"I could risk letting my baby getting some awful disease and dieing?! Jack, please take me to Tortuga as fast as you can!"

Ah, pregnant women. Better get ready for mood swings eh, Jack? He thought as his eyes followed her retreating form to their shared room.

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Melia shut the door tightly behind her and leaned against it, suddenly exhausted. What was she thinking arguing on and on with Jack like that? The man had literally control of her future, hers and her baby's. She subconsciously rested a hand lightly on her stomach.

"I'll never let anything happen to you. I promise. Even if it means living in Tortuga for so long. It'll all turn out right. Don't worry. Nothing's going to go wrong. We'll be fine. All three of us." She whispered to her unborn child, letting the sound of her voice fill the quietness of the room. She told herself that this was silly, talking to the small life within her. But in the back of her mind she knew that she needed the reassuring just as much as her child did.