I do not own POTC

It had been 7 months to the day since Jack had lost the Black Pearl and Victoria had found out she was pregnant. Jack had finally found a ship so that he could get away Spain. He didn't dislike it; it's just that too much of a good thing was bad.

He had won the ship in a game of poker. Jack wasn't very good at poker, but the guy he was playing was very, very drunk, which made it a lot easier for Jack to win.

He had been making his way from port to port, asking if anyone had seen his ship. But no one had.

Jack had sailed across the Atlantic Ocean, towards the Caribbean and Port Royal.

As he drew closer, he noticed a very familiar ship…

"Me ship!" he cried.

He pulled into Port Royal and dropped the anchor. He ran across the port and hid behind some crates while Lewis and his crew walked past and into the Salty Seadog. As the last person went in, Jack ran aboard the Black Pearl. He stood at the wheel and smiled, this would soon be his and he would be captain again. But for now he would lay low and keep quiet.

Victoria pushed away her breakfast and sat back. Somehow eggs and toast didn't seem appealing today.

"I think I'll go into town today, I need to get some air" she said.

"Is that wise? I mean, you're nearly 8 months pregnant, you shouldn't go out in your condition"

"I'm not dying you know, I can look after myself" Victoria replied.

"I'll come with you then" he said, getting up.

"I'm fine, honestly!" she called, walking out of the room.

"But what if…"

"I'm going now!"

"Victoria!"

"See you later, ok?"

The Commodore heard the door shut and everything went quiet again.

This was the first time in ages that Victoria had been outside of the manor and it felt great. Suddenly, a ball landed at her feet. She picked it up as two children ran up to her.

"Hey guys, is this yours?" she asked.

The two children nodded and she gave them the ball.

"Thank" you called one of them as they ran off.

As she watched them go, she heard the roar of laughter coming from a tavern. Victoria walked inside and coughed on the smell of alcohol, it was overpowering but she could put up with it.

"What'll it be?" asked a barman with an eye patch.

"Um, Madeira wine" she replied.

He poured ruby red wine into a glass and handed it to her. She gave him the money and went to sit at an empty table. Next to her, in the corner, sat two men. Victoria tried to hear what they were saying.

"I need your help"

"What with?"

"My ship is out in the dock but I need to get rid of the pig that took it off me"

"How many men do you need?"

"As many as you've got"

"So what's in it for me? I don't do favours you know"

"There's a ship in the dock, a nice ship, it's yours if you help me Pierre"

"A ship? I dunno, depends. You didn't get it on a five finger discount again did you?"

"Its legal, savvy? Now, do we have a deal?"

"Aye, ok then, we do"

"Meet me by the Salty Seadog at midday then"

The two men left the tavern soon afterwards, but Victoria was confused; she had heard the word savvy from somewhere before, but she couldn't think where.

She drank the last of her wine, and then choked. That word, she knew where it was from…Jack!

She ran out of the tavern but didn't know which way to go, taking a chance; she turned right and pushed her way through the crowds. Suddenly, she spotted him, about 3 meters ahead.

"Jack!" she cried, running as fast as she could. He turned around and Victoria ran into him.

"Ow! Hey, you ok?" he asked.

Victoria slapped him hard across the face.

"What was that for!" he said.

"Why did you do it Jack? Why? I liked you, but you did that and now…now look at me!" she sobbed.

Jack frowned "do I know you?"

"It me, Victoria, how could you not remember?"

He looked confused for a moment then realised who she was.

"Jesus, Victoria? I think I need a drink!"

"And I need an explanation Jack" she replied.

"Why don't we go somewhere a bit more private?" he asked.

Victoria nodded but before they could do anything else she doubled over in pain.

"Woah, what's up?" Jack said.

"I…don't…know" she wheezed, her stomach was hurting her so much.

"Do you want to sit down?"

"No, I think I'm ok now" she said shaking.

"You sure?"

"Yeah, come on, let's go"

They walked slowly to the ship, with Jack holding Victoria steady. They sat on the edge of the ship and Jack waited for Victoria to speak.

"How could you have done that to me Jack? I know your rough around the edges but then you did that, I couldn't believe it. I mean, you just gave me to the Commodore. You didn't even care"

"Sorry, I what?" Jack interrupted.

"I think you know very well what you did" she replied.

"Who told you that?"

"The Commodore, the only person I can trust"

"So what did he say?"

"He told me that you couldn't wait to get rid of me, said I was a hindrance, and practically begged him to take me"

"Well that's the biggest load of bull I've ever heard" Jack replied.

"What?" Victoria answered.

"It's all a lie, he told me to hand you over"

"Which you did," retorted Victoria.

"Which I did not" finished Jack "The next thing I knew, he had marched his men down to the ship and taken you"

"Well if you didn't want me go, why didn't you stop him?" asked Victoria, raising an eyebrow.

"He told me that if I did, he would kill you on the spot, savvy?"

He saw Victoria's face and sighed.

"Ask Gibbs if you don't believe me, I told him everything. You'll find him in the Salty Seadog"

"I will, but just don't go anywhere"

"I swear on my rum's life love," he said.

Victoria left the ship and walked the short distance to the tavern. She walked inside and looked around. She saw Gibbs, Tiger and Jenson near the back of the tavern looking miserable.

She squeezed her way through the pirates, ignoring their leering smiles.

"Mr Gibbs?" she asked.

Mr Gibbs looked up and his eyes grew wide. He jumped to his feet and clasped his hands.

"Miss Victoria! I thought you were a gonna in them there cells!"

"Never mind that, I need you to tell me what Jack told you before I was taken"