AN: I was thinking (Ha, scary right?) and I think I've decided that after the war mentioned in this chapter and a few other things, I might end this story. Should I have a sequel? I have ideas for it, but I need more reviews for this one first:/. So Review, please:).

I awoke in the middle of the night due to a splitting headache. It literally felt like my head was splitting in different directions as I closed my eyes to the pain. Every once and a while, I'd make a small noise of pain as I tried to breathe my way through the pain. Evidently, I woke Jack by shifting gently in his arms. He was on his left side and holding me in his arms. I was on my back, his left arm under my back while his other was around my stomach. "You alright, love?" I looked to my right to see his eyes in the moonlight provided by the window.

"My head hurts like hell." I heard him chuckle as he pulled my head onto his chest as he moved onto his back.

Once I was resting my head on his bare chest, one of his hands came up to my forehead and gently rubbed my temple. I closed my eyes and sighed as he slowly massaged my headache away, sending me into sleep once more.

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Jack sighed as he held the woman that he loved within his arms. The headache, no doubt, was caused by the stress of their situation in the pirating world. She might've not mentioned or admitted it, but she was stressed about having to fight a fleet of English idiots. Alex stirred in his arms and his attention was averted back to her as she made small noises of pain again. The only difference was that she was asleep this time. His hand immediately went to her forehead again and he repeated what he'd done earlier, feeling her relax again under his touch.

Jack Sparrow wasn't one to get worried about her often anymore since she'd proven she could get through almost anything on countless occasions. But tonight, he was concerned. Maybe the stress wasn't what was causing the headache. Maybe it was just natural causes that couldn't be helped. Either way, she was showing she was in pain and she had started to feel clammy as he held her. Quickly, he decided what to do. He gently removed her from his arms and laid her on 'her' side of the bed. Jack got up and dressed in a pair of breeches and found her shirt and breeches. He carried them to her and gently woke her. "Here, darling. Get dressed, savvy?"

He'd lit a lamp and set it on his desk so the light would illuminate around a majority of the cabin. In the light he saw her green eyes flutter open. Alex slowly got up and obeyed his orders with a nod of her head. As she dressed, Jack rummaged in his desk for a particular bottle. He finally found what he'd been looking for; a bottle of pure alcohol. It would knock her out so she wouldn't feel the pain and she could sleep more easily. He carried it back to the bed, seeing that she was dressed and back in the bed, her hair spread out against the pillows like a golden fan. Once he was under the covers once more with her, he pulled her next to him so that she was curled against him and her head rested on the front of his shoulder. His left arm held her waist while the right hand held the alcohol. "Take a sip of this, Alley. It'll knock you out so you won't feel pain." She was more than happy to obey, the thought of not feeling pain seeming to appeal greatly to her.

"Thank you, Jack", she whispered as she began to lose to the battle of sleep. "I love you."

"And I love you Alex. Now go to sleep." He laughed quietly when she quickly passed out, her body going limp against his as he held her close.

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When I next awoke, I was shocked to see that Jack and I were still in the position that we'd fallen asleep in. My headache, thankfully, was gone I noted as I leaned against Jack. "Ah, Sleeping Beauty awakens."

A blush stained my cheeks as I looked up at the man who was holding me to his body. "Sorry I awoke you in the night, Jack."

"It's alright, love. Don't fret on it, for I'm sure that I can think up a way or five for you to make it up to me." I slapped his chest as he captured my lips and laughed, causing my brain to forget about doing anything other than kissing him.

His lips worked mine as my green eyes drifted closed to enjoy the kiss. Jack's strong arms pulled me closer, if it were possible, as a knock sounded at the door. Before he could open his talented mouth and say anything that was rude, I answered for him. "Come in."

Gibbs entered and laughed when he saw Jack's look, which was a mix between aggravation and sleepiness as he groaned. "Mornin' Cap'n. I already had the cannons loaded to give you two a couple more minutes together. Barbossa is headin' towards us as we speak."

Jack immediately moved me off of him so he could gather his effects. "Thank you, Mister Gibbs. I'll be out shortly."

I got up also and put on my sword and grabbed a pistol that Jack had given me for these purposes. I was about to exit and assist with preparation when Jack grabbed my left wrist and spun me into his arms. They tightened around my waist as he kissed me gently before using one hand to brush some stray hair out of my face and I leaned into his touch. His eyes locked with mine as we stood in peace for a moment. "Promise me you'll be safe, darling."

"You've trained me well Jack."

He snorted. "I haven't done more, Alley."

I smiled gently and leaned forward until our lips were barely touching. "I promise."

I captured his lips and he released me to exit a moment later, his eyes telling me everything words couldn't. I left and entered the deck to see Barbossa coming up beside us from the opposite direction, only a few feet separating the two ships. He grinned in his annoying way as Teague came up beside me and spoke. "Ready, Alex?"

I looked up at the elder Sparrow. He hadn't been that bad to have on deck, but I would love for everything to be calm in our lives for once. I grinned. "As ready as I'll ever be."

Barbossa crossed the gangplank, which had just been placed moments before. "Look who it is."

I glared at him. "We have your bloody treasure."

He raised his dirty eyebrows. "No need for hostility, now. I know about this 'War' that's going to happen. I doubt that Beckett knows about it. He makes Jack look less daft…"

"I heard that!" Jack swaggered over to us and slipped his left arm around my waist, nodding a greeting to his father and to the Pearl's former owner. "The Dutchman will also be arriving, I'm certain."

"Cap'n!" All four of us turned to Gibbs, who was at the helm. "Beckett's fleet is on the horizon."

"Aye."

Elizabeth came up on the deck as we prepared for the battle, her eyes bright. Jack had informed her a few days earlier that Will would arrive for the pirate battle, and that had sent a spring into her step. It was kind of funny; I hadn't known Will for that long, yet I missed him in a brotherly way. I knew even though Jack would never admit it, he too had missed him.

Beckett's fleet approached us in almost no time at all. He walked in his prissy way to me and Jack, who had his arm around my waist once again. "Well, if it isn't the two Sparrows and the elders." His vision flickered up to see Teague and Barbossa who were standing close behind us.

I squared my shoulders and met his gaze. Uncomfortable silence surrounded us until Jack rapidly let go of me and drew his sword, lunging at Beckett. His sword met the others, steel ringing out in the now loud air. The fighting began. A tall, ugly man came up to me and lunged and I blocked him, finding he wasn't as skilled as most of the wig-wearing men were. I quickly disposed of him and turned to see another man standing there, his weapon at the ready. I recognized him as Norrington. He must've recognized me as one of Elizabeth's 'team', thus assuming that I was one of her friends. He nodded at me and turned, fighting someone else. My sword was quickly met with another; the sword of Beckett's. A body was pressed against my back, fighting someone on the other side. I realized it was Jack as we fought.

As I fought, I noticed the water trembling, as if it knew that this was the fight of a lifetime. Everyone froze and became silent, except for Elizabeth who cried out in delight when she saw that it was the Dutchman, Will at the helm. The fighting quickly resumed as everyone continued fighting, the Dutchman's crew coming aboard and joining in on the murdering and fighting. Beckett's sword was coming dangerously close to doing damage and I lunged forward, my sword embedded in his stomach. My eyes widened when I saw what I did, shock overcoming my senses. I shakily withdrew it, knowing that I'd done what had to be done. Jack was still behind me and he finished off the sad excuse for a man.

The deck once again grew quiet at Beckett's cry of pain as he lay on the deck, dying due to my wound I'd inflicted upon him. Norrington had been left next in charge. "All men back onto our ship. There's nothing left here." He went up to Elizabeth and whispered something in her ear and she nodded and gave him a brief hug before he left.

Jack went up to the helm and I followed, getting pulled into his warm embrace. "You did what you needed to do, love." I looked into his eyes and pride shone in the dark orbs.

When all was calm due to the leaving of the Trading Company, a shriek entered the semi-silent air. Everyone turned to see Elizabeth in the arms of Will, his eyes closed as he held his wife close. Jack left the wheel to Cotton, who'd been cleaning up the deck and we went down to the happy couple. Elizabeth sniffled and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, her right arm around Will's waist and he held her to his side. "Glad to see you well, William." Jack nodded and grinned. "Hope this mess doesn't cause you too much trouble."

The younger man laughed. "It's alright." He turned his dark eyes to Elizabeth who smiled and he returned it. His right hand moved some of her hair out of her eyes. "How mad do you think Calypso would be if I stayed here for a night? It's not land, after all."

Jack laughed and pulled me closer. "She'll live. I doubt one night will cause you to go all tentically. I hope not, because no offense mate but tentacles wouldn't suit you at all."

I snorted as Will made a face at Jack and turned to Elizabeth, grinning. She smiled back. I was happy for the two; they could finally be together for another day until they had to part ways again. I smiled at Jack and he grinned back at me. I felt content and had almost forgotten about Barbossa's treasure. "Jack, where's Barbossa? We need to give him the gold…"

"He withdrew, darling. He decided that it wasn't worth it, to my great relief, darling. He pulled away in his ship a few moments after Norrington took the fleet away."

"I'd never expected this to go like it did, Jack."

"I know, love. I know." He bent and captured my lips in a sweet kiss and I smiled under it when I heard him growl in his throat.

We pulled apart when breath was needed and I noticed Will and Lizzie watching our romantic interlude. I blushed due to Jack's growling. "Lighten up darling, I'm surprised that these two aren't doing the same and more in front of us!"

"Jack!" I hissed at him and he chuckled as the couple blushed through their tanned skin.

Even though they didn't vocalize their actions, they went to Elizabeth's cabin to follow Jack's suggestion. He led me to ours as well, holding me and loving me.

A day later, Will left again, Elizabeth not quite as upset as she'd been before. He left quickly as there would be no delay in his return to the tedious job of ferrying souls to the other side. Jack and I finally had a normal couple experience; that is, as close to normal as Jack Sparrow could get.

A couple of months later, I awoke in Jack's arms, his skin warm against mine as my head lay on his tan and broad chest. I grinned when I saw the smile that lay on his supposedly asleep face and I laughed out loud when I found out that he was pulling my leg. He held me close as he grinned back, both of us content that there had been no pirates on our tail. Feng had long been forgotten since he'd left us alone and we'd done the same.

His lips brought my mind fully awake as he kissed me gently, reminders of our overly romantic interlude the night before casting over our minds. A sudden thought pulled at my brain, causing me to pull back. "Jack, what day is it?"

"November 8th, love. Happy birthday by the way…" He made to kiss me and I laughed and accepted it before pulling back.

I explained as my eyes bore into the dark depths of his. "I didn't ask to find that out, Jack." I had known that it was my birthday; I dreaded the answer and not due to the age factor. "I was making sure."

"Dare I ask, why, my darling minx."

I sighed and closed my eyes, hoping he would count the days from the months before. It seemed that he got my clue and when my eyes opened again, his eyes were as round as saucers. "Oh."

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AN: Cliff hanger for the sequel: ). Thought it would be a good way to end it. I'm terribly sorry if it's not, but I can't help it. It's preparing for something a little more in their troubled lives lol. So Review and I thank everyone who reviewed this story. Special thanks to Dancerchick17 and MissDepp4eva; I appreciate your reviews. You two were (are) my only two loyal reviewers and I love you both:). I hope you'll read and review the next story. The name is going to be Forever's not Eternity. Enjoy:).