Lilly stared at her reflection in the cracked mirror on the wall and placed her hand on her belly. It seemed to grow more every day and she knew it would soon be obvious. She had to tell someone… she had to tell Jack. They had become closer in the past few weeks. She remembered the day, three weeks ago, when they had landed on Port Ruby. Jack had walked with her on the shore, telling her everything. He didn't leave out a single detail, which she didn't like at times. Every few minutes he would stop and give her a sympathetic smile and ask if she wanted him to go on. They had kept talking until the sun started to creep up over the green waves on the horizon. She remembered looking into his eyes and for the first time feeling like she was home.

A few days later they set sail again, headed for a small island where Jack had heard he would be able to get some supplies and meet up with an old friend. It would take a month to get there.

"Jack," she said, coming into the room where he sat, reading a book. From where she stood she couldn't make out the gold lettering on the cover. She just saw that it was a small, leather-bound book, worn with age. He didn't seem to be reading it, but more to be absorbing its contents with his piercing, but warm eyes. He stared at the page as if it were a person speaking to him in a foreign tongue.

She was still shaking when she sat down in the chair across the room from him.

"Yes?" He kept his eyes on the book, but his facial expression changed to one of interest.

"I think there's something I need to tell you."

"You think? Well, do you or don't you?"

"I do… I need to tell you something." She traced the lines in the wood of the armrest with her finger and sighed.

"Well, what is it?" Jack gently placed the book on a small table open to the page he was on. There was a short silence between them. Lilly stared at Jack until she started to cry. She held her head in her hands and could feel her whole body shaking. Jack walked over to her and held her. He was a little confused. Why are women always crying? he thought to himself.

3 Months Earlier

Lilly smiled as Ben rolled over in the bed.

"That was nice," she whispered. He touched her cheek and let his hand move down slowly to her shoulder and then to her chest. She looked at his face, the only thing she could see in the darkness of the night. It was the first time she felt comfortable enough to let him do that… and she liked it.

Now

"You wanted to tell me something?"

Lilly looked up at Jack. She had stopped crying, but her body was still a little shaky. She was scared to death of the future. Would she end up like Elizabeth? Would it worry Will when he found out?

"I'm going to have a baby," she said. Her voice was hoarse. She didn't even recognize it. She relaxed a little when she saw that a smile was slowly making its way across Jack's face.

"Another little'n," he sighed.

"Do you think Will will be upset?"

"Don't worry about ol' Will, Lilly. He'll be all right. How is Ben taking it?"

Lilly didn't have to say anything. Jack knew the answer.
"You have to tell him."

"I know."

"He's up on deck. I'll go get him if you want to –"

"No."

Jack seemed surprised.

"Jack, he doesn't even want to marry me. He isn't ready."

"Lilly, he loves you. You know that. Please tell him. I'll go get him."

Lilly nodded, but couldn't help wondering if she would be able to take care of this baby.

When Ben entered the room a few minutes later, Lilly blurted the news. Ben seemed a little anxious, but not wanting to stress Lilly he forced a smile. He really was happy.

"We're going to be parents?" he looked into her eyes and noticed that they held the same brave spirit that Jack's did. He wasn't surprised when he found out weeks ago that Jack was Lilly's father.

By the end of the day everyone knew about Lilly's pregnancy, except for Will. Lilly wanted to be the one to tell him.

The moon's reflection was broken up into hundreds of tiny shards on the rippling surface of the water. Jack, as always stayed up to keep the ship on course while the rest of the crew got some sleep below deck. Will was standing, watching the water and holding Daniel. Both of them loved the feeling of the wind on their faces.

Lilly walked up and touched Daniel's hand. Daniel looked at her. For a baby he seemed so alert. He knew what was going on at all times.

"He looks more like you every day." She smiled at Will.

"I'd say he looks more like Elizabeth." Will didn't smile back.
"I know you miss her," Lilly said taking the baby and motioning for Will to sit down. "Wouldn't it be nice for Daniel to have someone to play with?" Will immediately knew what she was about to tell him. He wiped a tear from his eye.

"You going to have one?" he asked.

"Yes."

"That's wonderful, Lilly." Will gave a weak smile and stood up. Will was about to take the baby when Lilly said, "Relax. I need the practice."

"He has been fussy lately." Will seemed concerned. If Lilly was pregnant she needed to get her rest.
"Don't worry. Get some sleep. I'll put him to bed."