Author's Note: Sorry this is out incredibly late! My beta has gone away…without warning! So I'm sorry if there's multiple mistakes in this chapter, because I'm posting it without her input.

Doesn't it scare you, you're will's not as strong as it used to be –John Mayor

The Governor seemed to take the news of the baby better than Will. He immediately had the servants cook up something 'special' for he was a grandfather and Elizabeth was going to be a wonderful and beautiful mother.

It wasn't like Will wasn't happy and didn't agree…

But he was more scared than anything.

Governor Swann had also gone and hired a mid-wife for his daughter and the mid-wife (Naomi) believed Elizabeth to be at least two months pregnant, if not three. Elizabeth agreed with Naomi and was ecstatic about the entire thing.

It wasn't like Will wasn't excited…

But he was terrified.

The thing that scared and terrified him was that he didn't know how to be a father, or if he'd even be good at it. He didn't have anything to go on. He had never met his father, so how could he know anything about being one?

Of course, Elizabeth could've been in the same position as he was, considering she hadn't had a mother figure to get knowledge from. At least not for very long. So why did she seem so confident?

Will sighed and wished Jack was here. But it seemed as though the Commodore and he could never get here soon enough. Now more than ever he wanted to get Elizabeth out of this house. Now not only was his wife in danger, but his child.

He needed Jack here to reassure him. To bring him confidence. To tell him what do to.

But Jack wasn't there, and there was no guarantee that Jack was even going to come back with the Commodore. Even though Will was praying he would. Will had come to depend on Jack more than he realized and even though he and Jack had only spent about a fortnight in each others company, their friendship was sealed.

Whether Jack saw it or not.

"You're not upset, are you?"

The sweet voice of his wife and one and only love broke through Will's thoughts of Jack. He turned and opened his arms and lap up to his wife as he sat on the bench that was outside. Elizabeth gladly cuddled up next to her husband and repeated her question, "Upset?"

"Over the news?" She nodded. He sighed, "No…" he said truthfully. He was anything but upset. "A little unsure about it…yes."

Elizabeth nodded, "You're not alone, you know."

"You seem so confident…"

She smiled, "That's so father won't worry. In reality, I'm scared to death."

"Of what?" Will asked, not sure he really wanted to know.

Elizabeth sighed, not sure she even wanted to worry her husband. "How I'll respond to the pregnancy itself. Not all women make it. And what if I lose the baby down the way? There's so many 'maybes' floating around in my head…I don't know what to do."

If Will wasn't scared before, he would've been after that. He tightened his grip around her and said, "I'm not gonna let anything happen to you…"

She nodded, nestling her head under his chin, "I know that. You've proved that more than once."

"Then no worries?"

"Only if you don't…"

Will smiled, "Agreed."

Jack and Norrington had few conversation between the last one of Will and the time they were released at midnight that night. Norrington said he had business to take care of that was on the ship; Jack could only assume that the business was Bianca. Jack on the other hand, had a date with violence. Amethyst.

"Where's Jack?" James turned on his heel and looked at Ana Maria who seemed to be the only person up at this hour. James figured she was waiting for Jack and that the news of his whereabouts might send wrath upon the pirate captain. But James didn't want the wrath set on him.

"I think he went to Amy's…to pay the debt…" he added in the money, hoping Ana wouldn't jump to the wrong conclusions, but she left too quickly before James could even see her facial expression. I pity you, Jack Sparrow.

After Ana promptly left, James and Bianca were left standing on the deck by themselves. "Talk?" she offered. He smiled and shrugged, "Love to." She then took his hand and led him off the ship. As they wondered the streets, James found his hand oddly comfortable being intertwined with Bianca's and didn't let go."

"I couldn't believe it, t' be honest." Bianca said after a few minutes.

"Believe what?"

"That you punched Jack."

James smiled, should I tell her the truth? "Well I felt pretty bad afterwards."

Bianca shook her head, "Not pirate like at all…why would you? Did you have a good reason to hit him?"

"…he lied…But he's my captain…" James couldn't believe the words that were coming from his mouth. Only a week earlier he thought Jack was incompetent and insufficient.

"Pirates lie, Nathan…to each other a lot."

"Yea, but aren't crews supposed to be honest with each other? That the theory of the crew is to be blood brothers?"

"Aye…but the crew isn't the Captain. Jack has and entirely different role. He can't be the crews brother because he has to be the crews enforcer."

James sighed, he knew that roles all too well. Still, "I expected Jack to be honest with his crew."

Bianca smiled, "Why? Why hold Jack up to those standards?"

He paused, "I guess I want him to be trustworthy because I want him to see me as trustworthy…" He paused again, thinking about what he said. Maybe things had seriously changed between he and Jack in this past week.

"Why would that matter?"

He shrugged, "I'm not sure."

Bianca merely shook her head, "I just can't figure you out!"

He squeezed her hand, "Do you need to?"

"I do…" she said smiling, "I'm convinced you're no pirate."

Norrington sighed, smiling as well, "Why think that?"

She looked at the ground, serious tones in her voice, "because I'm hoping you aren't so I can escape."

James topped walking, pulling her to face him, "Escape from what?"

Sighing, she said, "Do you think I wanted to be a pirate? I was happy living at home, setting up a stand in the town square and…" she looked up, "I convinced myself that being a pirate wasn't bad and that I was lucky to be one…But in reality…I would be happier settled down somewhere."

Norrington paused, she was turning out to be everything he would want in a wife.

WIFE? She can't be your wife! No!

To avoid telling her the truth, he led her over to a patch of grass and they sat against a tree. She cuddled up next to him as he said, "Then for tonight, lets not be pirates…"

So as Bianca fell asleep against James, he thought of himself in her mind- as a knight in shining armor on a white stallion- he knew he wouldn't be able to live up to it. Especially since she didn't know the truth. If she was rich and he was the Commodore, then there wouldn't be a problem. But she was a pirate and as far as she was concerned- so was he.

So tell her the truth.

I can't do that.

Why not?

Because then the Knight would've fallen off his horse. I can't let her down by telling her who I really am. Pirates and Commodores don't mix.

It seems as though they do…

"Who knew Jack Sparrow would stay in a prison longer than two hours." Amy mused as she left Jack in. Jack smirked slightly but didn't bother answering. He wanted to get this over with as soon as possible. The possible wrath of Ana Maria or even disappointment in Jack was something the pirate captain would choose not to experience.

When he didn't say anything and just stood there, Amy asked, "Do you have my money?"

Jack sighed, "I'm two pounds short."

Amy looked him over and nodded, "Just give me what you have…I didn't do exactly what you wanted anyways…we both know that."

"Aye, but it was good enough." He handed a pouch over to her and shrugged, "It's not like I had you kill anyone."

She smiled, "True enough. Certainly that was one of my queerest jobs, Jack. Selling defective poison to my best customer?"

"Well he's dead now, I guess he's not yer best…anymore."

"I think I'm glad that that's what I did first…you know? Killing people was kinda a perk. But selling the poison- now that's what I love."

Jack smirked, "You just keep on doing it then."

Amy smiled, "You leaving now?"

"I think so…I've caused enough damage…me and my crewmember."

"You his mother or something? The way you look after him and such. Never thought of you doing that for anyone, Jack. Not after that deal with Barbossa."

Jack paused, "What deal after Barbossa?"

She shrugged, "Tales travel Jack…heard some whelp stuck his neck out for you after you rescued him…Now he lives on Port Royal…"

The pirate captain straightened his back, "I've got a ship waiting if you don't mind."

Amy just shook her head and threw one last comment at him as he walked through the door, "It's not a weakness, Jack! Just unlike you."

Amy's words stuck with Jack, even that night in his sleep.

Elizabeth? It is Elizabeth, isn't it?

It's Miss Swann.

"I never should've expected anything different. Bloody pirate…using me to get what you wanted. You haven't changed either."

"How would you know if I've changed or not?"

You're Despicable.

Sticks and stones luv, I saved your life, you saved mine, we're square.

"Is that how you always resolve things? Save someone's life, but then hold them to paying you back?"

"I wanted to make sure you got the message I didn't owe you anything, Liz."

"You owe Will…you owe him so much,"

"I owe nothing to either of you."

Wretch!

"The thought of us being friends never entered my mind..."

"But it did Jack…I truly think it did. Why deny it?"

"Me? Why would either of you want to be associated with me? Why would I care?"

"You can't go through something like what we did and not walk away with something."

"I did. I walked away with a ship. I don't need anything else."

"You need Will and I…whether you like it or not…whether you realize it or not, you do."

Jack opened his eyes sharply and took in a deep breath, happy to find himself still on his bed after another disturbing dream. This one, however, was with Elizabeth instead of Will. Jack sighed and rubbed his eyes, thinking he needed to put a stop to all these foolish dreams.

"One hundred, ninety-nine, ninety-eight…"

Aren't dreams your thoughts in action?

I doubt it. I don't think about Will or Elizabeth.

"Ninety-five, ninety-four, ninety-three…"

A little odd how they start out mad at you…but then end up…telling you your true feelings practically.

Not possible because I don't care.

"Eighty-eight, eighty-seven, eighty-six…"

I'm starting to think otherwise…the truth is piling up against you and is going to burn you Jack.

Hopefully it'll burn you too.

Jack turned onto his side and closed his eyes, "Eighty-four, eight-three, eighty-two…"

You think this is wise? Healthy even?

What good came out of pirates who were involved with the affairs of landlubbers? NONE!

"Seventy-eight, seventy-seven, seventy-six…"

They probably valued their life and the people in it more!

All that I need it on my ship.

You need Will and I…

Jack paused. His eyes popped open and he turned onto his other side, "Seventy-two, seventy-one, seventy…"

Ignoring landlubbers has always worked before, there's no reason why it won't work now.

Because you're more attached than you realize…

Jack sighed and continued with counting, "Sixty-seven, sixty-six, sixty-five…"

The next morning things seemed to return to normal. Jack met his crew down stairs for breakfast and announced their departure for that day. While seated next to Ana Maria at their table, Jack asked, "Where's Bianca and Nathan?"

Ana shrugged, "She wasn't in the cabin last night or this morning…"

Jack frowned, turning around he said, "Gibbs! Was Nathan in last night?"

Gibbs shook his head, "Wasn't there this mornin' either!"

The captain sighed and his shoulders sagged, I didn't want this to happen… "Do you want me t' find 'em, Captain?"

Jack looked up, not remembering the last time Ana called him Captain when they weren't in battle. After a long pause he nodded, "Aye."

The sight Ana Maria was greeted with almost made her jealous. James and Bianca had their head's resting against the trunk of a tree, both lying down and fast asleep. James had a protective arm around Bianca's shoulders and then the other hand was holding hers. Her head was nestled on top of his shoulder with a arm lazily across his middle, holding on to his hand.

Ana kicked Bianca's boot and the woman slowly started to stir. When she noticed the position she was in and who was watching, she quickly got up and away from Norrington. He soon woke up and was a bit startled to see Ana. "Get up, Nathan…" she said. He obeyed and the three of them walked back to the ship in silence. Jack was waiting out on deck for them when they arrived. He didn't look happy.

"Weigh anchor! Ana- take the wheel…" Jack said while keeping constant eye contact with James. "And you- yer comin' with me…" Jack said pointing to the Commodore. After slamming the door to his cabin, Jack didn't really need to say anything to James. And in the past days, James had learned Jack's looks quite well. He knew this one the best though.

"We didn't do anything…"

Jack paused, trying to maintain a controlled temper. He took in a deep breath and said calmly, "Remember when you said that hitting me was stupid? That if anyone found out- I could be pretty much hung…? Do you remember this?"

James paused, "Yes…"

"Well the same thing goes for Bianca. I don't care if anything happened or not. The fact is- she's a pirate an' yer a Commodore. One leak, one, an' the entire Royal navy would be on her tale, 'cause of yer bloody mistake." He paused, "She's the closest thing I've got to a daughter- an' I will not allow to watch as you set up incidences where she would be hung."

James swallowed, "Jack we just-"

"I do not care, James!" He said rather harshly and loud. He came closer and lowered his voice, "I don't care if you've fallen in love with her or if she is too beautiful for you to keep yer hand off of…You are a Commodore. She is a pirate. End of story."

But as the Black Pearl headed back to Port Royal under the noses of the unknowing crew, James stayed in his cabin, this obviously wasn't the end of the story.

Is there even a story?

You're slipping Commodore! You're getting weak!

I don't love her.

Don't you?

But how could he be sure? Has he even really loved anyone? Did he even love Elizabeth to begin with?

I loved her enough to give her up…

You didn't know her well enough to love her.

But it looks as though I'll be giving up another. Jack's right. After all this, I'm going back to a Commodore. And what is Bianca going back to? Being a pirate.

Do you think I wanted to be a pirate?

James swallowed. Bianca had seemed to be everything he would want in a wife. Not too high strung, always laid back and so different from the women on Port Royal. That's what most intrigued him. She was like no one he had ever met.

Are you going to tell her the truth?

No…I'm staying on that white horse.

Then you love her?

James sighed, but it seemed as though the answer was obvious. That's why leaving her was going to be the hardest thing he had to do.

"Are you daft? What are you thinkin' going back there?"

Jack sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose, he didn't really want to deal with this right now. "It's my choice, an' as captain I get to make a lot of those!"

Ana Maria shook her head, "Jack…can't you give me anything…anything that would justify this? You've never hidden anything from your crew. And you're lucky that Port Royal let you go in the first place! Why take your chances?"

Jack looked at her, "It seems as though the only crew member who's having a problem not trusting me…is you. Why is that?"

Ana narrowed her eyes, "It's not that I don't trust you- it's that I don't want your head t' be chopped off! Is that so bad?" She didn't wait for an answer before she left the cabin quickly and slammed the door behind her.

Jack growled loudly and yelled, "Bloody woman!" but went after her anyways and didn't waste anytime on following Ana into her cabin. Bianca, who was already in there and not in a too good of a mood herself, quickly realized her mistake thinking she and Ana would be able to share a cabin. She left promptly without a word, to leave the couple alone.

Ana, however, had already started packing. She actually started folding her clothes to get them all to fit into the small trunk. Jack just stood there, watching her pack and tried to think of something brilliant to say, but all that came was, "Where'd you get that trunk?"

Ana sighed, "I bought it."

"When?"

"When you were with Amy…I thought I might need one sooner or later, and I was right."

Jack shook his head slightly, "Why do you need it? There's no reason to leave!"

Ana snorted and turned to face him, "There's so many reasons I should've left months ago. Jack, I had another life that I was happy with before I met you! Before you bloody stole my boat and before you conned me into this."

"Conned?!" Jack squawked, "I never conned you into anything!"

"Well just forget then!" she said, trying to get him to leave her alone, "I'm going to be out of your hair and yer hands will be clean of anything."

Jack frowned, "You were never a bother, Ana…"

She turned back around, "It sure seemed like it," she paused and started to pack again, "But it's not a big deal! Really, it's not. I'm leaving! I need to leave."

"I never said you-"

"You never said a lot of things Jack," Ana said sharply, cutting him off. "And that's why I'm leaving. You've never given me a real reason to stay nor have you given me a real reason to leave." She paused again, her voice lowering, "I must've been daft to think…" She stopped mid sentence, realizing what she was saying. The female pirate looked at her captain and shook her head, "I never should've come here…"

Jack raised a brow and took a step towards her, "You think this a mistake?"

"Do you really want me to answer that?"

His mouth slightly dropped as these words escaped his careless mouth, "I need you by my side…"

She slowly turned to meet the eyes of her wary captain, "What?"

He sighed, "Ana- what I'm goin' t' do on Port Royal…I can't do alone…"

"You have a whole crew…" she said, wishing she could've just left.

He shook his head slightly, moving towards her. "Just as you, I had a life before I met you…but now…now I can't…"

She couldn't believe what she was hearing, "Yer not as strong as you used to be…all the more reason for me to leave!"

"All the more reason for you to stay!"

She paused, she didn't think she could stay without going crazy. Jack needed to know how she felt, but that would never happen unless a commitment was made. And she or Jack weren't really the committing type. "After Port Royal…I'm gone Jack Sparrow. And I mean right after. Savvy?"

Jack smiled a toothy grin, wanting to envelop her in his arms, "Savvy."

Author Thanks:

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