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DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN POTC!
"I'll be back…I promise, mommy just has to find out some things before she can come back to daddy…" Eve talked to her son, as if he was there in front of her, but all she was talking to was a small cross. "I love him so much, but I need to find out things for myself…" Eve grabbed her stomach in pain, she was still sore. "I just couldn't forgive myself, if I hated him…" Eve then let out a cry and hunched over in pain. "I'm so sorry…I tried so hard…" Eve then slowly got up, her hand over her stomach, and turned around.
"What are you doing here?" Eve asked as the air escaped her lungs.
"I got your letter." Jon then dropped it into the dirt. "Why would you leave?"
"Did you read it?" Eve said as she started walking towards him.
"Yes."
"Then you should know why." Eve said as she pushed by him. Jon grabbed her by the arm and pulled her back.
"Eve, why are you running? Don't say it is because of me, don't say you blame me, because I know you don't hate me, and you don't blame me for our son's death. I want the truth Eve."
"I have to know Jon!" Eve cried.
"Know what?" Jon asked as he held onto her shoulders.
"I have to know why he came back! I have to know why he came back to kill me…something was different, something in his voice something in his eyes…"
"Eve he's dead, there's nothing to know."
"There's plenty to know. I need to know what set him off, I need to know, why my son died, I have to know." Eve then hunched over in pain.
"You shouldn't be up." Jon then picked her up. "Once you get permission from the doctor, we will search for the answers." Jon took her back to the doctor, on the way in he woke Jack up.
"What happened?" Jack asked sleepily.
"Go back to sleep." Jon said to him angrily.
"I was awake." Jack said in his defense.
"Then explain this." Jon said as he turned his shoulders to reveal Eve in his arms.
"Oh, do you need me to get the doctor?" Jack said as he followed them into the room.
"Please." Jon said as he set Eve back down in the bed.
"Do you need anything?" Jon asked as he helped Eve take off Jack's jacket.
"No. Well, there was actually something I wanted to say."
"What is it?" Jon asked as he sat down.
"That, I don't blame you…that I don't hate you…I am more on the edge of hating myself." Eve said as she pulled the covers over her.
"You can't blame yourself, Eve, James Barbossa came into our house, and ripped our lives apart, he is at fault here not you. I won't listen to you badger yourself, I love you too much for you to do that." Jon said as he squeezed her hand.
"I love you too." Eve then leaned forward and kissed him, but pulled back with a sharp gasp, as she grabbed her stomach.
"Eve, I told you not to get up from bed." The doctor said annoyed. "Jon, I am going to have to ask you to leave." Jon got up and joined Jack out in the hall.
"What happened?" Jack asked him.
"She snuck out, she left a letter on the vanity. I'm lucky I woke up, because otherwise she would have left."
"Why would she do that?" Jon then explained what was in the letter, and told Jack about what was said at the cemetery. "Poor lass."
"I have no idea how to handle what she is feeling, she barely makes sense."
"She isn't going to for a while, and just what you did tonight, is helping her, it is giving her reasons to live. If she needs to find reasons for Barbossa, then go with her, it may give her some sort of peace. When your ready, we'll take the Pearl."
"You'd come?"
"Of course, I wouldn't let you take my ship out on your own, do I look bloody crazy?"
"A bit."
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"I am going to give you something to help you sleep." The doctor was pulling out his needle.
"No, I don't want to sleep."
"Why is that?" He sat down on the bed next to Eve.
"If I dream…I still dream I'm carrying my baby. Every time I wake up, my heart breaks."
"Sometimes it takes time for our subconscious mind to catch up with reality. Have you talked to Jon?"
"Somewhat. I don't know what to feel, I can't help but be angry. The chances of me carrying a child full term is against me, and I just…I have been…I tried so hard, I took care of myself, I saw you regularly, and for what, some loose brained pirate come barreling in my house and nearly killing me…I sometimes wish I had just died." Eve revealed.
"Eve, the only suggestion I can make to you is to express what your feeling to Jon. Jon is feeling the same pain, and both of you need to share. Medically, you need you sleep, you broke three stitches, and you will wake up sore." Eve then stretched out her arm, and felt the pinch of the needle.
"How long?" Eve asked.
"When I think your ready, and until that time your not going anywhere." The doctor then smiled and left the room.
