AN: Eeekkk!!! Pirates was awesome:). I couldn't believe how it ended though. I saw the final sequence after the credits, and my gosh, it was sweet: ). Was it just me or was Orlando Bloom hotter than ever? Anyways, I hope you enjoy this rather long chapter. Please review; I just might return the favor:).

I awoke the next morning to see that I was alone in the cabin. I sighed, knowing that it was going to be a long day, considering Elizabeth had to deal without Will and Jack was going to have to find the bloody treasure for the Trading Company, which would cause a racket. Jack burst in a moment later, not seeming to notice me while babbling nonsense to himself. He sat at his desk and began playing around with his charts and maps. After a couple of moments, he noticed that I was sitting there, watching him. "Morning, love." Without any other words, he turned back to his papers, his face scrunching every once in a while as he thought.

Instinct told me to leave him alone and to go onto the deck to help out in anyway possible. I did so, leaving my husband to his charts and thoughts. When I immerged on the deck, something was amiss; no one was at the wheel. "Gibbs!" I ran over to the man, who was ascending from the cargo holds.

"Aye?"

"Why isn't anyone at the wheel?"

Instantly, the older man whom I'd come to love in a fatherly sort of way patted me on the shoulder and led me to the helm. "I reckon Jack figured someone would notice, which ye did." He smiled at me as I waited for him to continue. I knew that there was more. "Alex, you're not…?" He motioned to my flat stomach with his free hand while the other steered the Pearl.

I watched with confusion as he widened his eyes with his motions. Finally, I caught on. "No. No! I'm not. Why on Earth…" I closed my eyes, bit my bottom lip, and sighed. "Jack."

"Aye, lass. He woke in quite the tizzy this mornin' over it. Claimed you were lyin'…"

"Why would I lie to him about something like that?"

"Don't ask me. Jack's the one you need to ask." I opened my eyes and smiled at Gibbs before descending the stairs from the helm. I opened the door and went behind Jack, sliding my arms around his neck and my head on his shoulder.

Tenderly, I slid some of his hair out of the way and kissed the revealed area of his neck, knowing he would react. He lifted his left hand to rest on my arms as he continued to study his work with his free hand. "I'm not 'with child', Jack" I whispered into his ear.

I felt him sigh deeply as he leaned back, his head meeting my bent chest. His eyes were closed as he enjoyed the news. "No offense, darling, but I'm glad."

"Me too." I kissed his forehead, bending down slightly.

As quick as lightening, his dark brown eyes flashed opened to stare happily into my green ones. Jack smiled his devilish smile as he pulled me by the arms into his lap. I wrapped my arms around his neck and grinned at him, his scarred and tattooed arms pulling me to him as he found my lips with his, claiming them in a desperate kiss. I responded with mirrored desperation, pulling back after a few moments. When I did so, I felt Jack's groan rumble throughout his chest, causing me to laugh. He grinned and pulled me closer, if it were at all possible. I decided to tease him, my lips trailing from his lips to his ear, then down his neck. When they reached the base, I allowed my hands to play with the opening of his shirt, his tanned chest revealed. I could tell he was being tortured, considering that he stopped me and returned the favor, his talented mouth and hands working on my lips and neck.

Before long, he pulled back and brushed my hair out of my face as I held onto his neck tightly. I smiled sweetly at him, which he returned with a knowing smirk. "So what's you're plan, Jack?"

He looked at the maps in front of us. "The bloody treasure he wants us to get is the il Tesoro del Brethren, or the Treasure of the Brethren."

"Brethren as in the Brethren Court?"

"Aye, darling. As you know, there are nine pirate lords, including yours truly." Jack's grin could've covered the whole Caribbean Sea. "Which means that there are nine parts, each of them given by each of the original pirate lords. Each lord was told to give a 'key' of some sort, which are the parts. They're supposedly located near the location of the treasure."

I furrowed my brow, taking in all of the newly given information. "How on this earth are we supposed to find it?"

I looked down at the top map, which was a map of the Caribbean. I looked at the suspected location, ignoring the little comments saying 'Jack Sparrow is king of the Caribbean Sea' and other rude things, many of them quite unnecessary. Then again, Jack would be Jack.

"Personally, none of the lords, except myself, and possibly Barbossa, have any sense whatsoever, so it shouldn't be too difficult to find. Unfortunately, we'll have to ask assistance of my father."

I laughed as he commented, his face making unusual expressions. "Aye, Jack." I watched him as he watched me contently. "I assume we're on our way to get him?"

Jack nodded and made another face. "Tortuga. I imagine he already knows though."

"Let's not worry about it, for now then."

To get my point across, I allowed my lips to brush his before nipping at his right earlobe gently. Lazily, I laid my head on his right shoulder, smiling as he watched me with a twitching frown. Finally, his grin broke through. "You didn't sleep last night well?"

I closed my eyes and sighed. "Off and on. Guilt kept awakening me."

"Ah, darling, over time I will break you of those annoying aristocratic feelings by having you kill and steal and do all the things that make my job so worthwhile." In a gentle movement that required almost no effort, he lifted me and carried me to the bed.

I was laid down before he followed suit, me grinning the whole time. Jack did something that should've surprised me, but it didn't; he had me lay on my back while he laid his head on my chest. I smiled as he grinned innocently at me, his gold teeth shining like the sun, before he settled down. "Comfortable?"

"Of course, my darling." I laughed as I heard his breathing even out quickly.

Apparently I hadn't been the only one between us who didn't sleep well the night before.

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Jack awoke to see that he was alone. Rolling his kohl-rimmed eyes, he got up and began adjusting his effects. Bloody woman, he thought as he grabbed his sword. When he surfaced on the deck, everything was going as it should be. He was swept into deep thought when he saw Alex helping Cotton with the ropes. From the sight of it, Cotton was teaching her various knots while his parrot looked around eagerly with its beady eyes. The bird noticed him and squawked loudly to announce his presence. As it flapped off, Alex turned and saw him, smiling sweetly as she worked with the ropes.

He grinned as she met his gaze briefly before she went back to focusing. The parrot squawked again as it landed on its owner once more. Jack went up to the helm where Gibbs was, his thoughts riveting. To him, it seemed that she never slept and always worked unless he had his way. She would always try to fight his judgment and she would always disobey him during a dangerous battle. She wouldn't be mine if she didn't.

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I had figured that Jack would be slightly angry with me after I left him alone in the cabin. I knew what he was doing; He was trying to get me to relax while I could because of the treasure we had to find. Bloody treasure! Why did we have to sail around for Beckett? More than likely, he would cause some kind of battle between the Pearl and his beloved ship, which would make Jack angry enough to take drastic action if the Pearl was severely damaged. He would probably call on some huge battle and leave me on some port so that I would be safe, knowing him. Although his father's presence could affect his decisions.

As I continued to tie ropes in varying knots, my gaze occasionally drifting to Jack at the wheel. He was lost in thought as he kept his hands steadily on his prized ship's spokes as we sailed, so he didn't notice me watching him. As the day wore on, Cotton noticed my restlessness. Right as he was about to motion for me to go on, his loud-mouthed parrot squawked "Leave!" I laughed and smiled at the mute before I left.

Quietly, I climbed onto the quarter deck and stepped behind Jack, knowing that he hadn't seen me. With a wicked grin on my face, I wrapped my arms around his waist from behind and whispered in his ear. "What are you thinking about?"

He jumped slightly, causing me to laugh as he pulled me in front of him with on hand. He pinned me to him by slipping his arm around my waist, his front against my back as he steered. I instantly relaxed into his hold on me, enjoying the feel of his breath on my neck as he rested his head on my right shoulder. I jumped as Jack nipped at my right ear, sending chills up and down my spine. He laughed quietly when I shivered involuntarily. I sighed contently as we stood. "Happy, darling?"

"Mmm… Very."

Grinning I turned and met his waiting lips in a sweet kiss, knowing what he was wanting. I kissed him back with as much passion, my eyes fluttering closed after his kohl-lined ones. After a few moments, however, I knew he must get back to steering his ship. He groaned in protest. "Go on to the cabin, Alex. I'll be there shortly, savvy?"

"Savvy." I nodded before going down the stairs and into his cabin.

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Jack watched as his wife walked gracefully down the stairs until she couldn't be seen any longer. He grinned as he watched the horizon, letting his thoughts wander to the woman who was waiting for him so patiently below the very deck on which he was standing. Deep within his heart, which he was surprised he had considering his pirate status and all, he knew that she was the only one for him. She was defiant and headstrong, which would prove trouble for him if he didn't watch himself. If he tried to control her during a life-threatening battle he knew that she would most definitely disobey him in hopes of protecting him.

Alex had never been the one to obey him. Even when she was sick and choking up blood, he recalled, she would still try to tell me what to do when it came to her safety. It was a wonder she hadn't been slapped by another man for it, too. Then it hit him like a thousand-pound anvil; the way she'd cowered at the sight of seeing him angry at her, none the less, and why she cried when she thought she'd done the slightest thing wrong.

To prove his suspicions, Jack called Gibbs to take over the wheel while he went to confirm his thoughts. When he entered the cabin, he saw that she was already in the bed and sitting, waiting for him quietly. Without a single word, he went to his desk and grabbed the bottle of rum that was sitting there, the cork being tossed across the room. Her green eyes met his dark brown ones in a comfortable stare until he pulled the bottle from his mouth. "Darling I want you to be honest with me; have you ever been hit? By another man?"

Alex's face was immediately flushed and pale at the same time, her breathing speeding up drastically. Realizing that the question had caught her off guard, Jack went to her under the covers immediately and wrapped his arms around her. "How…?"

"I put two and two together. Pirates can be smart, you know." He grinned despite the fact that his wife was about to break in his arms.

She choked on a laugh as she buried her head in his shirt-laden chest, his arms pulling her closer by the second. He wondered how he'd known so quickly about it, his hair falling over her lighter colored hair. Maybe it was instinct, he concluded as he laid the both of them down as the sun set.

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AN: Alright so that was slightly sappy, eh? I really am making stuff up as I go along so let me know if anything should be changed and/or altered. PLEASE review. I only have 8 and I would love some more! Thanks.