Chapter six:

Three hours, and a million pounds lighter in the gold department, I was walking back onto the Pearl with four, count em, four shoppers carrying my things. I had bought enough clothes for three women, not just the lone and faithful me. When Jack saw how much was being piled into our room, he almost blew a cannon. Ok, he almost blew the whole artillary of Nassau Port.

"What the bloody hell woman!" He yelled when the last of my items had been dumped on the floor, and the shoppers were paid and left. "I told ye to buy a few things. Not the whole bloody store!" I smiled, and held up a piece of sexy laungerie and he stopped complaining. I went through all of my gowns, pants and tunics, putting them away. My favorite of all though was the black and white striped dress. Even Jack commented on it. I didnt forget him though, and bought him a new pair of boots. He didnt really go gaga over them, but he did put them on. I layed down on pur bed, and felt bored. I had just bought out a million stores, and made a lot of people rich, but I still wanted some more excitement other than shopping.

"Whats wrong?" Jack asked after my hundreth sigh. "I want adventure. Ever since we got off of Fox Island, all we have done is sail, and today I went shopping. Dont get me wrong, Jack, shopping is ok, but I dont want it to be my life. I want adventure! Im a pirate, not a bloody society stuffed drag who likes all of this."

"Hey! I resent that!" Elizabeth cried out from the doorway. She walked in. "Can I have a peek at your new things?" She asked. I shrugged.

"Go ahead, but I got things a size or two bigger than normal to give room for this." I said, and gently slapped my tummy.

"Have you thought of any names yet?" Elizabeth asked, and sat down in my chair.

"Yes." Jack and I said at the same time. We looked at each other. We hadnt discussed names yet. I wondered what he had in mind.

"What will you name it if its a boy?"

"Jack," He said "Pierre." I said. We said it at the same time. She raised an eyebrow.

"A girl?" She asked, clearly amused.

"Anne" Jack. "Maria" Me.

"I see. Well, Im going to go. Im thinking about having a baby..." And she walked out dreamily. I turned on Jack as soon as she was gone.

"'Jack' 'Anne'? I am NOT naming any of my children those names!" I shouted.

"Itll be me kid too!" He yelled back.

"This one is, but maybe not the next!" I taunted.

"That was low, Bonnie." He hissed. I blinked.

"So. I dont like those names." I turned to put on my shoe, after finishing putting on my favorite gown, when I herd a rrrrrrrrrriiiiiiipppppp. I turned around and saw that Jack had ripped my new favorite gown all the way down the middle in the back. I stood there for a moment in the nude. I never wore anything under clothes, they were a nuicince. I was seething. He knew how much I loved that gown.

SLAP. His body rocked back with the force of my blow. "Sometimes I wonder why I married you!" I hollerd, and was about to storm out of the room before I realized I wasnt clothed. He smirked.

"Out." I hissed.

"My cabin."

"Dont make me hit you again." I said, and raised my hand again. He caught it before it made contact to his face.

"I might have deserved the first one, but a second one would be going too far." He said slowly. I yanked my hand free from his.

"I am not naming my child Jack, or Anne." I said, and crossed my arms over my bare breasts.

"Our child." He said, and stormed out of the cabin. I put on a nightrail, and went under the covers in our bed. I scooted right into the middle so when he came to bed, he wouldnt be able to get in.

I neednt have worried about it. That night, he didnt even come to bed. No matter how much we fought, he always came to bed that night. I felt alone, scared, and vulnerable without his bulk, even if his back was turned to me.

The next morning I was sitting in my chair, arms crossed, fully dressed in my everyday pants and shirt. Waiting. I must have spent an hour or so just sitting there waiting for Sparrow to waltz in and say he was sorry. I got tired of being the meek one. I stamped out into the streets of Tourgua. It smelled from the night before, where like every night, people partied, got drunk, had sex, threw up, and then fell asleep in a pigs pen. I went into every tavern known to humanity, asking every bartender if a Captain Sparrow was around. Finally the last one did know where my rogue husband(ha!) was.

" 'Es upstairs in a room." He said in his heavy accent.

"Thank you." I said, and was leaving to run upstairs before the bartenders hand caught my arm.

"He aint alone, if ye know what I mean." He said winking. Not knowing that I was this guys wife. My mouth dropped.

"Who is he with!" I demanded.

"Oh, I don know er name. Some wrench, I fink." And he turned to serve a woken drunk. I almost lost my temper. Almost. But I thought of what I could do to hurt Jack. As if a candle had been lit over my head, it came to me.

I ran back to the Pearl.

"Mr. Gibbs!" I yelled looking all over for the first mate. I ran from every length of the ship, until I found him in the galley, eating breakfast.

"Ah, Miss Bonnie, what is it?" He asked, standing up. Geesh, even my "husband" didnt do that.

"Do you remember the coordinates for Fox Island?" I asked, out of breath from running,

"Aye," He said slowing.

"Please. Raise sail. NOW. Come on Mr. Gibbs. Dont worry, Im not stealing the ship. Jack told me to tell you to take me there, and he was going to stay in Tourtuga, then come back for me. We decided I needed a little RnR for the baby's sake." I crossed my fingers in my pocket. This had to be the WORST lie in humanity.

"Alrigh. If Cap'n said so." Mr. Gibbs said, and went to the deck, shouting orders. I flopped down on a chair.

"Liar." I herd Liz say from the corner.

"So."

"Jack is going to KILL you." She said, and sat down by me.

"Yeah yeah. Hopefully he will just give up or something."