"Ugh…. Heather?" I turned and saw Cutler shakily sitting up, rubbing the side of his head. "What happened?" I grinned.

"I told you I was pregnant, and you passed out, and cut the side of your head."

Cutler nodded, then smiled slightly. "So, I'm to be a father?"

I laughed. "I wouldn't want it to be anyone else's but yours and mine." I laid down on the bed next to him, and put my arm around Cutler's shoulder, and hugged him. "Thank-you for excepting it so well," I said, a tear of worry rolling down my cheek. Cutler glanced over at me.

"My dear," Cutler said, looking at me caringly, "whatever is the matter?"

"What if," I said, burying my face into his chest as I continued crying, "what if you are away when the baby is born? I don't want anyone else but family helping me look after our children."

Cutler lifted up my chin, and gave me a passionate kiss. " I would not miss it for the world. But by slim chance that Commodore Norrington and I are out at sea at the time, you have your uncle."

" Although he might be a tad crazy, I know that he cares about you deeply, and would do anything to protect you and your family."

I nodded slightly. "I never thought of him being one to help raise children, but I'm sure he'd do great. Get to meet his new great Niece/nephew. A great chance for family bonding time."

"Yes," Cutler said, in a distant tone of voice, "helping your niece give birth is the best family bonding time one could ever think of."

I laughed thoughtfully. "No, although I do love my uncle, I shall have a midwife help me during the birth." Cutler nodded.

"Oh!" I said, happily, "I forgot to tell you that two of my dearest friends are coming over for a long stay today."

"Who are they?"

"Antoinette and Rayanna. They were at our wedding, don't you remember?"

He replied, "Antoinette had the long, dark brown hair, didn't she? And Rayanna had the shorter, chocolate colored hair?" I nodded. "Then yes," He said, " I do remember them. Why are they coming?"

I smiled blankly. "Because I might need friends support during the course of my pregnancy." There was a silence in the burgundy colored room that Cutler and I called our bedroom. "Cutler," I asked, worried, "You do love the baby, don't you?"

Cutler seemed re-acted coolly to my question. He gave me a deep, romantic kiss, and whispered to me, his lips still near mine, "Of course I do. I love every thing that you have to offer me." I smiled, and kissed him for about a minute before breaking away for breath, and saying, "Thank-you. I can tell that this is to be perhaps the most loved baby in all of Port Royal." We kissed yet again, until we heard our butler, Gregory, cough. We looked up and saw him, all three of us blushing. "I am sorry if I am interrupting," Gregory said, his complexion returning to normal, "But misses Antoinette and Rayanna are downstairs waiting for your presence."

"Ah," I said, Cutler and I both sitting up, "Good. Let them know that we will be down within a few minuets." Gregory nodded, and went back downstairs to tell my dear friends. Cutler and I stood up, standing close enough together that his stomach and my tiny bump touching. I kissed his neck, and then gave him a large hug, resting my head on his chest as I let the scent of his cologne fill my nostrils with glee. After we broke apart, Cutler said, very dreamily, "Shall we go to our guests, milady?"

"We shall. And tonight we shall finish where we left off at."

Cutler smiled lovingly at me. "I'm not entirely sure that most proper women would say that aloud," He said.

I looked up, and grinned at him. "Well it's a good thing for you that I'm not like most proper women." He had no reply but a smile. "Go downstairs, my love. I need to get dressed."

"As you wish, Cutler," I said, gracefully walking towards the doorway. I lifted the hem of my dress a little bit so I could walk down the white, marble stairs to our sitting room where our guests would be waiting.

I saw my two beautiful friends as I came near the end of the stairway. Antoinette had long, dark brown hair that held a purple clip in it. Her deep brown eyes complimented her soft, pink lips. She was wearing a beautiful silk lavender dress, which matched her lilacs which she had on the right side of her hair perfectly and showed off her medium size, and skinny figure. She was very petite, and despised my brother, the commodore.

Rayanna, on the other hand, was a little more boyish than Antoinette and I, and dreamed of becoming the new Mrs. Jack Sparrow. She had short, chocolate brown hair which she always kept up in a loose bun, held by red beads. Her hoop skirt was red, with ruffles that matched her hair trimming the top and bottom of her dress, a silk ribbon around her stomach, also showing off her petite figure.

I grinned widely as they turned to see me. "Rayanna, Antoinette, how good to see you two!" They returned my grin as Antoinette walked over to hug me, Rayanna doing the same.

"So," Rayanna asked excitedly, "where is Cutler? Have you told him the news yet?" She and Antoinette already knew about my pregnancy from the letters I had written to them both.

"Yes, I told him, and when I did, He passed out and took quite the blow to his head. He is alright, though. He just woke up before you two arrived, and is now getting dressed."

"Not anymore..." Antoinette said, looking up towards the top of the staircase. Rayanna and I both looked up to where she was looking at, and saw Cutler descending down the stairs; looking quite different in his regular attire than the man that I had seen a few minuets ago.

"These are the beautiful ladies my dear wife has been talking about," Cutler said, smiling and kissing Rayanna's and Antoinette's hands delicately. "Uh, Heather, can I speak to you for a moment?" Antoinette asked, pulling me over away from Cutler and Rayanna.

Once we were out of earshot, Antoinette looked at me playfully. "Is this man," Antoinette asked, smiling widely at me, "is this man, the father of your child, the same little boy that used to chase us around with his pet frog?"

A laughed, recalling the time when Cutler, Antoinette, and I were about 7 years old, and Cutler chased us around the courtyard by Antoinette's childhood home with his recently found pet bull frog.

"Amazing, what puberty can do to a person, is it not?" I asked. Antoinette smiled, and shook her head slightly. "I do hope that James has changed quite a bit. He was a handsome devil, but a little too obnoxious for my liking."

"He has changed quite a bit since the last time you saw him. You'll get to see for your self at dinner tonight, when he and our younger sister, Felicity, come over to visit.

Author's note

Hi everyone! Sorry about this chapter, not one of my best. But I have a few things to tell everyone. First off, my friend, Dutchess Norrington, is playing the part of Antoinette in this story. And my friend, Rayanna, is playing herself. I have a 3 day weekend, so be expecting an update or two. Feel free to give me ANY ideas!

Thanks for reading. Your friend,

LORD commodore Norry