AHHHH HAAA that got you all in a fuss didnt it! (giggles) well hope i havent left you in suspence to long. Sorry i cant thank you all individualy today am in a realrush so be gratful that your getting this chappie.! Hugs to all xxxx

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Sighing Jack stood and went towards the window, he could feel Elizabeth's eyes on him.

He was a pirate and a scoundrel but he had always promised not to bring his mischievousness and wickedness into the Turner home.

"Will loves you Liz." he murmured looking down at his hands.

"And I love him." Elizabeth whimpered, "I'm just so confused just now." he felt her hand on his fore arm. She gave him a watery smile and reached up to touch his face but succeeded only in brushing one of his dreadlocks. Sighing she took a hold of it and tugged his face to meet hers.

"I need to know what it is I feel with you."

Jack turned away and thought for a full minute. Not about his decision, it was already made up. He thought about the Pearl and his reputation which right now he felt was in tatters around his feet. Shipping maidens about the ocean, being with Elizabeth.

Elizabeth.

"No." he turned and knitted his brows together. "I won't do that to Will,"

"But you kissed me back…" he voice trailed off into a quiet whimper.

"I was thinking with my dick, it not right." He sighed and glanced at the empty rum bottle.

Still empty.

"You're a good man Jack." Elizabeth said finally with a small smile. "I wish Will knew how good a friend you are to him." she wiped her eyes. "I'm sorry Jack, I'm sorry I involved you in my problem."

Jack said nothing; he didn't even bother to acknowledge her soft goodbye as she left his room. Wallowing in guilt, praying for forgiveness the pirate slumped into the dresser chair and caught his head in his hands. Since when had a pirate's life been so damn complicated?

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Amber lowered her eyes. The pain that scorched her heart was unbearable.

"Jack…" Elizabeth's voice was filled with emotion and Amber almost could not bear to watch as she kissed Jack. For the smallest of moments Amber truly believed that Jack was going to push her away but as his hand settled at the girl's neck she guessed not.

Pulling away from the ajar door she leant her forehead against the cool marble wall. Were they lovers? Was Elizabeth cheating on her husband? It couldn't be.

Taking a deep breath she peered through the gap again.

Elizabeth was kneeling in front of Jack as he sat on the bed, holding his face in her hands.

"I'm sorry." she was whimpering, "I'm so sorry Jack."

Amber left then, unable to cope any more with the sight of them together. That's why Jack was pushing her away, that's way he hadn't wanted to bring her up here. He'd wanted to hide her in an inn so he could be with Elizabeth. Tomorrow she would leave, wither she had to stay elsewhere of not she had to get away.

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Feeling incredibly uncomfortable wearing Elizabeth's clothes, Amber made her way down to breakfast. Elizabeth sat alone at the table. She glanced up as Amber arrived.

"Good morning." she said almost sadly. Amber merely offered her a weak smile and sat down.

"Where is Will?" she thanked the maid as she placed some hot toast on her plate.

"Oh, he had to go and take the Commodore's swords to the fort." Elizabeth was silent for a moment. "Amber can I ask you something? It's a little private." blushing she lowered her eyes and waited for Ambers reply.

"Perhaps then, I'm not the best person to be asking." she replied slowly.

"Yes but…" Elizabeth sighed, "I've been feeling a little strange lately, hormonal?" Amber glanced up with no enthusiasm from her toast.

"Happens to the best of us." she muttered.

"Yes but I've been feeling as though Will is not really for me but I love him."

"Is there someone else?"

Elizabeth blushed crimson.

"No, but not due to my own stupidity. I've made terrible mistakes recently and I want to blame them on some one else but recently I've been feeling a little strange."

Amber eyes the woman with a mouth full of toast and realised that things were not as they seemed.

"Are you sick?"

"Sometimes."

"When are your bleeds?"

"Oh," Elizabeth blushed again, "I can't remember when the last one was, a month maybe two…" her eyes widened. "You don't think?"

Amber nodded with no great delight. She fought the urge to ask who the father was going to be. Jack or Will.

"You should go and see a doctor. Where's Jack?" she watched carefully Elizabeth's expression.

"Oh," she looked sorrowful, "I don't know, I think I offended him last night, don't think he'll be wanting to speak to me."

"And why's that?"

"Well, its kind of a situation, I better not say anything."

Amber stood and dusted the crumbs off her hands.

"Thank you for breakfast." she said turning and heading for the door.

"Amber?" Elizabeth twisted the napkin nervously in her hands, "Everybody makes mistakes don't they?" Amber thought she could see tears in the other girl's eyes, "I'm mean they don't always mean anything in the end?"

Amber offered her a weak smile.

"Everybody makes mistakes."

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Amber made her way back to her room and as she swung open the door Jack's door opened to the side of hers.

"You're up late." Amber commented dryly. Jack lifted a finger in the air.

"Actually I was up early, found you a ship home, leaves in a couple of hours." he waited with raised eyebrows, perhaps expecting an enthusiastic reply.

"Great." she muttered stepping into her room and making an attempt to shut the door, Jack's foot quickly stopped her attempt.

"Problem love?"

"No problem, I'm just going to have a wash." she tried again to shut the door but the pirate had already slunk his way in.

"I thought the storm was going to hold up the shipping?" she took off the decretive scarf and slung it over the back of her dresser chair. Behind her Jack shook his head.

"It's swung west, the passage to Debrine is clear but any other bastereds who are travelling west are still stuck."

Amber was well aware of the dark pools of his eyes on her as she began piling her hair up ready for her bath.

"I'll be ready in an hour." she said meaningfully looking at the door. Jack either was oblivious to her hints or just plain ignoring them.

"I can't help but notice the attitude you've acquired this morning." he sat down on the bed and watched her with a questioning frown. Amber rolled her eyes and pushed open the bathroom door.

"Does it bother you?" she called through after turning on the taps on the over elegant bath tub.

"Since I'm on the receiving end of it then yes it does." She caught sight of him in the bathroom mirror as she began to undress. Scowling she used her foot to push the door shut.

"Then go elsewhere." she tested the water with a toe before climbing in.

"Don't want to go elsewhere love," Jack reply was a little softer than what she had expected, preoccupied.

"I'm not much company at the moment Jack, it's probably best if you just let me alone." she sighed finally leaning her head back and closing her eyes.

"I'd rather you weren't much company than no company at all." Amber's eyes snapped open and she immediately covered up her decency as best she could.

"Are you crazy! Get out of here!" she cried. Jack merely waved a hand to dismiss her annoyance, offering her a half hearted smile he pulled himself up onto the marble unit and pulled a small bottle from his pocket.

"Seen it all before love," a grin appeared on his lips, "memories just doesn't do you justice."

Amber snorted and tried her best to use the bubbles to cover her cleavage.

"You have no manners Jack Sparrow." she muttered trying to find the relaxation that had disappeared so quickly at the sound of his voice.

"Pirate."

"You need not remind me." There was a long silence that soon got the better of Amber. It distracted her and worse still, worried her. She glanced over at him, hunched over picking the label from the small rum bottle. He looked tired and more shockingly, he looked miserable.

"What's wrong with you?" she finally mumbled gruffly finding the sponge and using it a little too harshly on her skin.

"Must be a woman thing, asking me that," he shrugged and took a slurp of the bottle, "Elizabeth was at it last night an all."

Amber scowled into the bath.

"I bet she was." she muttered a little too venomously. Jack's eyes narrowed on her and he leant back, calculating.

"She's a bit confused right now." he tested watching with hawk like eyes Amber's reaction.

"She's pregnant you fool." Jacks eyes widened.

"How'd you know?"

"She told me this morning, she told me a few things actually." Amber glanced up in time to see Jack wince.

"She did?" he took an sudden interest in the remains of the bottle label. Amber was silent for a long moment.

"Does she mean anything to you?"

"No Amber love, don't think like that." he jumped down from the unit and came towards her. "It was nothing, it was just a mistake."

Amber lowered her eyes and nodded gravely. It may have been a mistake but it was enough to confirm that Jack was who he was. Out of the corner of her eye she could see the pirate branding on his arm, glaring at her, mocking her.

"I'll be ready in an hour."

Jack sighed but took his leave, it was pointless arguing. Arguing? What exactly would he be arguing for? He was unlikely to see Amber again after today, what's the point in defending himself to her, it wouldn't change anything.

She could never love him and he could never love her. Rubbing his temples he finished the rum and left the empty bottle sitting by a flower pot in the hall way.

But she had loved him.

Jack couldn't abandon this thought from his mind. No woman had ever loved him, he had never truly thought it possible, but she had. He had pushed her away, encouraged her, hurt her, fucked her, yet he still hadn't found what he had been searching for. She had loved him as the man he had been aboard the Hawk; he wanted her to love him now, as he was. He hadn't exactly made it easy, he knew that, and perhaps she would never see the good in him, perhaps there was no good in him.

Frowning Jack opened the door the pantry and snuck in. Amber had been a challenge and one he thought at one point the had won but now he realised she was more than a game, he wanted something that he would probably not be able to give back to her. He couldn't possible give his heart to a woman, the mere thought almost made him laugh out loud. He wanted what he could never give, selfish basterered. He shook his head to clear his thoughts, one voice remained, a tiny echo that called the word 'pirate' over and over again.

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"They say the east passages are clear."

"Aye Captain."

Captain Livingo sighed and slumped further down in his chair. Sod's bloody luck that he was travelling west, already a week behind his deadline he would be lucky if got his pay for this shipment. Sighing again he glanced out of the window at the ships preparing to leave. A woman caught his eye, standing with her back to him, waiting to board a merchant ship branding the name Gulliver.

Narrowing his eyes he watched as she was shown the plank to board. He posture, her walk, so familiar. Turning, the woman squinted back, perhaps at somebody or someone he could not see. He face came into view.

"Jesus Christ." Livingo stood knocking his beer over the polished table.

"Captain?" Joe stood up beside him and peered out the window. "What is it?"

"That woman, look at her," he waved a hand in the direction, "Look man look!"

"Sweet Mother of God." Joe's eyes widened.

"What is it?" his other ship mate twisted round to get a look.

"It the Lady herself." Livingo grinned and threw down a handful of coins onto the table.

"We don't have much time boys; payday might not be out of our reach."

"You're a lucky man Dorian," Joe grinned following his Captain, "To have a fiancé worth as much as she is."