"We need to talk…" Anamaria closed her eyes for a moment again. She knew they needed to talk, he obviously did, but she really didn't want to at that moment in time.
"Not now… maybe later?" It was a question to Jack, and she didn't get the answer she had been hoping for.
"Anamaria…" His voice was gentle but gruff. It wasn't what he usually used around her; it was a mix of Amelia and the crew's voice. Her one hadn't been used since she came back. It was amazing, how many different tones one man used for different people. His crew's was kind but firm, unless he was angry or pissed off. For Amelia it was always gentle and understanding and for her… well, there was no way to describe what it held. So many different emotions were contained in the way he spoke; it reflected the way he looked at her- which also hadn't been the same.
The atmosphere between them was tight with tension as neither of them spoke. Anamaria sat up, wiping the sleep from her eyes. Unsure of what was going to be said and how it would come about she didn't move. They both sat on the bed, neither of them looking at each other, neither speaking a word.
"Well… this was a great talk, we should do it again sometime but I have to go-" Anamaria made to get out of the bed to leave but Jack took her wrist gently to stop her.
"What happened to you?" The question she had been dreading. How was she supposed to know? In response Anamaria just shrugged causing Jack to sigh. "Are you not going to answer me then? Do I have to spend the rest of my life just… wondering?" Ana's eyes dropped to the bed, and she bit back tears. He defiantly wasn't the man she remembered.
"I… I have to go." Ana got up to go again and this time Jack didn't stop her… well not until the last minuet anyway. He jumped in front of the door just as she was getting to it.
"You can't."
"I shouldn't have come back. I don't know what I was expecting but I certainly haven't found it. I think my memories came back wrong or something, because right now all that I was told seems very true." Jacks back relaxed against the door. His eyes softened. He went to try and touch Anamaria but she flinched and moved away. That single movement cut Jack deeper than any knife ever could.
"Please tell me Ana." Anamaria sighed.
"Why?"
"Because I want to know… I need to know what, where, what happened to you those two months." Finally getting his words out, Anamaria looked at him for a few minuets, and then she nodded and headed back over to their bed.
"Where… where should I start?" her voice was small, and unlike her. It held the uncertainty of things that she was going to reveal, things she had once thought were the truth.
"How about when you found out you weren't dead."
"I woke up in a bed. No memories of how I got there, who I was or who was around me." She paused, looked at Jack who was still stood against the door. "Do you remember James Chile?" Jack was silent for a moment, before his eyes narrowed.
"Aye."
"He claimed he was my husband" A low growl came from deep within Jack, but he didn't say anything so Ana continued. "I had rings on finger-" Jack interrupted her.
"Aye about that, I noticed you weren't wearing them anymore. Did that son of a bitch take them from you?"
"YOUgave them to me?"
"Aye don't ye remember?"
"No… does this mean I'm married to you then?"
"No, no, no, NO. I gave you the colourful one when we killed Sam; it was my sister's remember?" Jack moved closer and sat back down on the bed, so they were now facing each other. "And the plain golden one I gave you when you were about to have Mils. You were on an island that to have children there, you had to be married-"
"So why didn't you marry me?" Her voice was laden with curiosity.
"Because 1) you didn't want to and 2) pirates don't get married."
"If I remember correctly pirates don't fall in love or have children, but from what I see and what I think I remember, we did both of them. Why not marriage?" Jack sighed.
"Like I said, you didn't want to."
"So you would?" Jack avoided the question.
"Aren't we a little off topic here?" Anamaria shrugged. "How about you continue." Realising she wasn't going to get the answer to her question right then and there she carried on.
"Well like I said, I had rings on my fingers, which I suppose I should put back on if they were from you… anyway; he claimed to be my husband. Said I had 'fallen down the stairs' and had bumped my head. It didn't explain the gun wounds though, but I was too dazed to ask and well the longer it got the sillier it seemed to ask."
"How did you find out you weren't really… well… did your memories come back gradually or?" Ana smiled.
"No he blew it. The doctor came to examine me. Said the baby had a good strong heartbeat-"
"Baby?"
"Come on, you've noticed I know you have, so don't play dumb."
"Yeah I've noticed you've got a bump there, but you haven't said anything about it and for all I know you might just have put on a little weight."
"All on my stomach in a nice rounded shape?" Jack shrugged and opened his mouth to say something but shut it again. As though she knew what he wanted to ask she answered it for him.
"Of course it's yours Jack. I'm about 4 months gone, and considering we were at sea 4 months ago- well at least I think we were, brains a bit fuzzy- who else's is it going to be hum? Mr. Gibbs?" Jack smiled, understanding the joke.
"Well you have always had a very close relationship with him… although I'm not sure if anyone can compete with his pigs." They both fell into fits of laughter, the old feeling returning briefly to them. "So… the baby?"
"Aye. Baby. Doctor had come to check all was well. He predicted that I was 'round 3 t' 4 months."
"And that's how you found out? What did you remember that you weren't there or?" Jack shrugged confused. Anamaria smiled.
"No. Amber- his sister who had been acting like my best friend – went very quiet after the doctor noticed my stretch marks that Amelia had very kindly left me. He asked me if I had a child already and of course I couldn't remember about Millie so I said no. That's when it hit her that her brother hadn't only taken me away from you but from my child too." Anamaria was silent for a moment. Jack opened his mouth to talk again but Ana started before he could. "She was off for a while, before she walked out. After a few minuets I followed, and heard there entire conversation. James was talking about Millie and you as though you were shit on the back of his foot. He admitted the baby I'm carrying wasn't his, and in the end, how he kidnapped me. I also found out he hurt Heather- oh god. I hadn't thought about her what if she's not alright, Jack what if he killed her and its all my fault, what if, what if." Anamaria began working herself into frenzy, panicking about her friend and her son. Jack tried to calm Ana first by words, then by holding her. Neither of them spoke for a while, Jack waiting for Anamaria to become ready again. Finally when she pulled away from him she gave a weak smile.
"OK?" Ana nodded. "Do you want to carry on?"
"Yeah" Anamaria spoke softly. "I found out how he had done it, and managed to trick you into think the shots were meant for, which made you run. After that memories flooded my brain and well I ran."
"From James?" Anamaria nodded once again. "And then what? How did you come to being back here?" She took a deep breath before carrying on.
"Amber came to find me. I don't know how she did, but she found me. She told me she wanted to come here with me, and help me get away, also giving herself a new lease of life. Seeing as she had a boat, I agreed." Jack smiled, remembering all the grief Anamaria had given him when he stole her boat. It seemed like a lifetime ago. "We set off the moment the sun hit the land, and around sunset we landed on this gracious island." Jack sighed, finally somewhat satisfied about where his girl had been the last few months.
"Then you found Amelia, and I found you and here we are…"
"Aye, here we are…" They both locked eyes and Jack moved forward to kiss her, but she moved back.
"First there are a few things I need answering Jack". Jack sighed and bowed his head.
"Ok… but a little one just too keeps me going?" Ana grinned, well what harm could it do? They had all night and she was enjoying the feeling that was coming back to her…