This is chapter doesn't have a lot of action in it- I appologize, please no flames! This is kind of a transitionary point in the story right now, so enjoy a little breakbefore things pick up again.

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO: TO ENGLAND!

The couple awoke late the next morning, still laying in each other's arms. Jack awoke his sleeping wife with a light kiss that turned passionate once Sunni awoke.

"You're insatiable, Jack," she said into his mouth as he continued to seduce her.

"You're too temptin'," he nipped at her ear.

"I'm a swollen heifer."

"Some men like that," he murmured, kissing her neck.

Sunni laughed, but it turned into a moan as he kissed the sensitive part of her throat. "Jack. . . th' crew's gonna be wonderin' where we are."

"They'll know exactly where we are," he grinned mischievously.

An hour or so later, Jack emerged from the cabin with Sunni on his arm. They each wore a large grin.

"What so great ta inspire those smiles?" Gibbs asked slyly.

"Tis a beautiful day, Mr. Gibbs," Sunni sighed. "What's not to smile about?"

"Told ye we'd hear 'em makin' up," Anamaria whispered to Elizabeth.

The words reached Sunni's ears, though, and she shot a playful look over her shoulder at the other women.

George's ship departed from the Black Pearl later that day. Jack set their ship due north, keeping them well away from land to avoid all naval ships. Within three days, the Pearl reached Marcellus. There, the crew was sent out to "collect" enough supplies for a trip across the Atlantic.

There, they heard more rumors of the Governor's daughter being kidnapped from Port Royal. Liz and Sunni each sent a letter to their father, assuring him of their safety. Liz was also drilling her brother-in-law.

"Jack, are you sure it's a good idea to take Sunni across the ocean in her condition? What if we're not back in time?"

Jack spun on Elizabeth, who had been following him through town, spouting the same argument over and over again. "Okay, listen. Sunni's five months pregnant now. It takes a month to get ta London. That puts her at six months. We stay fer, say, a month, makin' her seven months. Another month ta get home, an' she's eight months pregnant, givin' her another month afore she squirts out th' little Sparrow, savvy?"

"Squirts out?" Liz exclaimed.

"Are ye done botherin' me, woman? I got some things I wanna get-"

"Can't I go with you?"

"No! I need somethin' fer Sunni, and knowin' yer overactive mouth, ye'll tell her what I bought."

"You're getting her something?"

"Yes, now go back to the ship!"

Finally, after a couple days of stocking up on supplies, the Pearl started off for England, a month long trip.

"Liz says ye got me something," Sunni said, approaching Jack at the helm. He was steering them away from the dock of Marcellus.

"That blasted woman doesn't know when to keep her mouth shut," Jack mumbled, turning the wheel, while looking at his compass.

"Well?"

"Well what? I didn't get ye anything."

"Yes, ye did."

"Well, you'll just have ta wait an' see, wontcha?"

That night, it took a while for the crew to settle into their cabins to sleep. Most everyone was too excited about the new expedition to sleep. Sunni, however, was exhausted and went straight to bed after supper. Jack, however, stayed up with his crew. After all, it wasn't everyday that his ship set sail for an across ocean voyage.

It was after three when Jack stumbled into their cabin, doing his best not to wake Sunni. He was at least sober enough to remember that. Sunni, however, was no where to be found when Jack closed the door. The bed was empty.

Frowning, Jack tossed his hat at the desk, but missed miserably. He stumbled about, fighting to get his coat off, and finally pulling it off and throwing it forcefully to the floor. It glared at it in triumph. Then, he worked on his shoes, falling flat on his butt before either boot came off his foot. When Jack was barefoot, he remembered he hadn't found Sunni. Frowning again, he shuffled into the bathroom. He about tripped over his wife on the floor. She was throwing up.

Jack fell unceremoniously to his knees next to her. He grasped a handful of her curly blond hair, held it back from her face, and then rubbed her back gently.

"Can't be morning sickness this late o' night," he mumbled.

"If it's after midnight, technically, it's morning," Sunni answered, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "Ye reek of rum, darlin'," she mumbled.

Jack chuckled and scooped her up to take her back to bed. "Ye need somethin' ta get that taste outta yer mouth?" he asked her, pulling the covers up around her.

"That would be great."

Jack's grin turned mischievous and he pulled a large bar of chocolate from his pocket. "I bought this just fer you."

After a month of sailing on the high seas, England was spotted. During the trip, they only battled two storms and were attacked twice. Of course, the Pearl won out each time. Jack just couldn't resist and did attack three ships. Their holds were busting with swag by the time they sailed into Liverpool.

"All right, men!" Jack called out, after the ship had been tied up. The crew gathered around, staring up at their captain on the helm, eager for their release. Jack opened his mouth to give them their orders and them their leave, when he stopped and looked around. "Hey! Where be my radiant wife?"

The pirates turned their heads, looking for the small woman, only to see the men parting like the Red Sea as Sunni waddled through, each close man rubbing her protruding belly, their new gesture of good luck. Jack laughed. "Okay, okay, listen up!" he regained their attention when Sunni was next to him. "Sunni has divided up you scallywags' share of th' swag. Once ye collect yer share, you are officially released from duty for two weeks! Ye are NOT permitted, I repeat NOT permitted ta squander yer fortunes on worthless means of pleasure-" the men froze, unable to comprehend the order. Jack continued, "Unless those means of pleasure are women, alcohol, gambling or more alcohol."

The men threw up various cheers of approval, throwing fists in the air.

"Now go get yer pay!" Jack shouted above the noise. There was a stampede to the holds where the gold and jewels waited.

Soon all that was left on the ship deck was Sunni, Jack, Liz and Will. Jack set about to untying the Pearl and getting ready to set sail.

"Jack?" Liz exclaimed. "Where are we going?"

"Do ye think I'd let me Pearl tied at an open dock, unwatched?" he shook his head, vehemently. "I don't think so, luv."

Will just shrugged and then helped Jack. The ship sailed away from the port town and entered an inlet that looked to lead no where. Suddenly, they came around a large rock and immediately saw a large bunching of docks and a few ships. Men stood on each dock, guarding the ships. There was a well-kept brick building on shore.

"Where is this place?" Liz whispered.

"Jack said it's where pirates come to dock their ships when they take time off on land around here," Sunni explained. "They have ex-soldiers guarding all of the ships."

Elizabeth knitted her forehead, unable to comprehend such an organized system among pirates. A tall, intimidating man met Jack on the dock as soon as he jumped off the ship.

"Walter!" Jack greeted the man with a clap on the shoulder.

"Why, Captain Jack Sparrow," the large man's face was split with a large grin. "It's been years, mate!" he said with a clipped English accent.

"How's business been, mate?" Jack asked, turning to help Sunni down from the ship.

"Wonderful, wonderful. And who is this little lady? Your sister?"

Jack laughed and wrapped an arm around Sunni as Will and Liz climbed down. "Nah, this is Sunni Sparrow, my wife."

The four watched Walter's mouth drop open. "You? Jack Sparrow? Married? That's not possible! I thought ye'd die a bachelor."

"I managed ta tame 'im,' Sunni laughed, sticking a hand out to the man.

"Did ye marry her after ye found out she was pregnant?"

"Nah, this little guy surprised us about six months after we married," Jack said, placing a hand on her stomach.

"Six months?"

"They were drunk," Liz inserted.

Walter nodded, suddenly understanding.

"Hey, we stayed married," Sunni defended them.

"So it's a boy, then? Ye said 'this little guy'," Walt said.

"No, it's not a boy," Sunni immediately said.

"Trust me," Liz said, used to their argument by now, "don't pursue it."

The month passed quickly for Sunni and Jack. The crew met back in Liverpool once every two weeks to make sure that no one was missing, in jail or dead. Will and Liz toured all of England, but the other couple spent most of the time around the city of London. Jack didn't want Sunni traveling all that much. So, they shopped for baby things, met new people, nicked a few knick knacks, viewed the sights and spent a lot of time locked in their hotel room. It was like a honeymoon that they never had.

Not really wanting to admit it, Jack fell more in love with his wife during that month in London. Even more than he was before. They started getting even more excited about being parents, tossing baby names around, Jack handling boy names, and Sunni suggesting girl names.

It was about a week before they were set to leave when Jack sprung a surprise on his wife. She was lying in bed, eating breakfast, when Jack emerged from the bathroom, fully dress. "Luv," he said, as he fiddled with his sleeve, not meeting her eyes, "Do ye feel up ta travelin' today? I was thinkin' of visitin' me dad."