Appologies for the Author's Note about DMC. I was in a bit of a tizzy about the infamous kiss and the wide-open ending to the film. Previous to the last 30 minutes I thought the movie was one of the best works Verbinski had done yet. My previous entry was merely a means to let out my feelings. Sorry for anyone i may have offended for the post. And a thanks for the people whom wrote and told me their own opinions, it was bery much appreciated.

Now...on to the story!

The remaining crew that was aboard the Diable met back up with the Black Pearl when Jack saw torches and heard yelling from the north side of the island. Once they came aboard the told them that the damaged ship had almost made it to land before it sunk to the depths, almost taking them with it. But eventually they swam themselves to safety. It took the Pearl three days to reach the Carolina shore. In that time the discomfort the baby was giving Elizabeth was almost unbearable. She knew, obviously that her time had not come yet, for she had barely reached her 8th month of pregnancy. She was unable to sleep for the burning pain in her stomach and the pressure it was causing. Her body was begining to reject her impregnanted state as her nausea was returning and seasickness was starting to ensue - a problem which she had never had before now. Will knew that she was unwell and prayed with all his being that the child she carried was still healthy, and that his beloved wife would soon be become better of her uneasy state. Tristan, the poor boy, would talk to no one but Elizabeth. The large, burly men of the crew frightened the small boy. He hardly would go above deck for fear of coming face to face with one of them. When Liz would retire to her cabin, shaking and cringing in pain, the child had no one to talk to or confide in. Will made his best efforts to care for his wife, and make the boy feel more comfortable but it was of no use, Tristan felt alone and his shyness took the best of him as he would hide in his small room, or wander the deck – making no eye contact with the crew. When she was able, Liz would talk to him to keep him company, she tried to teach him more English but soon the boy would get frustrated with the foreign language and ask if he could go play. Liz found it funny that he would ask her for permission to do things. Go play, read to him, get a drink of water… as if her word was the only one that mattered.

Jack and Anna seemed completely oblivious to anything other than them. It was obvious to anyone that would have stepped upon the Pearl that Jack and Anamaria had taken a strong liking to each other. Will believed that it was the strong prospect of Jack dying, right there on that sacrificial alter in front of Anna's eyes that threw into the strong effect that of which she hadn't come to grips with…her feelings. During their voyage, Jack had confided in Will that he had even hinted around marriage to see what Anna would say – she replied that she would have none of it – she was a pirate and a pirate she would stay, never a wife. As you can imagine, Jack was more than relieved to hear that. Even though his love was Anna, his heart belonged to the Pearl and nothing more.

Jack informed Will that shore was in their sights, and that he should prepare to dock. Will immediately went below deck to ready his things. Elizabeth was standing in front of the mirror, straightening her dress and slightly pinching her pale cheeks – attempting to regain their color. For a second Will stood in the doorway, watching her. Her empire waist dress flowed from her figure as her hair fell softly around her shoulders. The growing belly suited her well, he thought. Her slender arms, pouted lips, and high set cheekbones were ever present, those of which would always characterize his wife. During the past eight months Will had become amazed at her changing body. At each day before she washed he would always steal a glance to see what about her that day was different. He had noticed how her belly grew, slightly, at first – then quicker as time past. He noticed how her breasts grew as well, preparing her body for the nurturing of their child. Other than the said obvious, she was still his Elizabeth, still the same girl that he head met those few years ago on the crossing from England.

Elizabeth felt his gaze upon her and turned around to meet Will's smile.

"We're about to dock." He said softly as he came towards her.

"I know – I heard the shouting." She smiled as she looked down and straightened his vest.

He took his finger under her chin and brought her face up to meet his. "How are you feeling?"

"Better." She sighed. "Today I've hardly felt any pain…" She said, her eyes looking away when she finished.

"Promise?" He questioned with eyes narrowed.

She nodded and gave him a reassuring smile pressed on her lips. "Of course."

When the ship docked, Will immediately found a carriage to take them to New Bern. Elizabeth was relieved when they finally reached shore, for the prospect of having a baby on a ship in the middle of the ocean had terrified her. Gibbs and the crew stayed with the ship while the men had their fill of fun on land. Jack and Anna went along with Will and Liz back to their home to make sure they returned safely…or something to that effect. Will was driving, sitting up high on the bench, guiding the horses steadily but with haste toward his home. Tristan sat next to him with curious attention to the new land and town around him. Jack and Anna were in the coach, side-by-side, smitten with each other, while Elizabeth lay in the seat opposite of them.

The autumn wind blew chilled air through the Carolina coast. Will gave Tristan his coat, which the boy buried himself in. Will didn't mind the weather; his thoughts were merely on getting his wife home, to safety. The fallen leaves crackled and swirled along the dirt road to New Bern, it was the only sound, other than the horses beating hooves, heard by the wide-eyed childlooking upon this foreignland.The gray sky let in little light in the carriage. Which wasn't really bothering either Jack or Anna for they were preoccupied by each other. Elizabeth on the other hand couldn't have been more nervous. Her heart was racing as she felt a certain shadow come upon her.

All of a sudden Liz's face dropped, she clung to the side of the coach bracing herself not the move along with the carriages bumpy rides. "Oh...oh no. No not good…" She breathed, her eyes wide with fear.

Jack had Anna pressed against the wall, his hand through her dark hair, his nostrils flared- taking in her scent as she was nibbling on his ear. "Hmm?" he said, thinking he heard someone – other than Anna's moaning.

"Jack. Tell Will to go faster" She said, barely able to get her voice above a whisper.

"Alright." He groaned absentmindedly, as he took Anna's lips to his own mouth.

Elizabeth sat there in wide-eyed fear as they continued to kiss; she closed her eyes willing the pain to go away – the sharp… quickening pain. Her dress was wet, and not with blood this time, but with the clear liquid. Finally she couldn't take it any longer as she screamed. Will's ears perked up as he halted the carriage quickly. He jumped from the bench and flung open the carriage door. Elizabeth's tear stained face was the first to catch his eye, then Jack pulling himself away from Anna was the second. "We – We need to get home." Elizabeth strained. Will shot an irritated look at Jack, for letting his wife sit there in pain as he practically made love to Anna. Jack gave him a sideways grin to try and ease the tension. "Now Will!" Liz said, to grab his attention. All he could do was nod and slam the door before jumping back onto the bench and slapping the leather reigns against the horse's already sweating backs. "Heyaw!" He yelled as the horses began to take off into their sprint. "Hold on to me!" He told the boy who had already taken a firm grip on Will's shirt.

Will had a hard time stopping the galloping beasts as he reached his home. He jumped down to the ground and flung open the carriage door once more. Without hesitation he took Elizabeth into his arms and carried her toward the house. He turned his head to yell behind him. "Jack, take Tristan to the Harringtons, tell Nathan to get Mrs. Yates, and bid Lucy to come help! Anna come with me!" He said in his hurried state, as he held Liz in his arms.

Jack turned to Anna with a blank stare. "D'ya get all that?"

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It took a little persuasion for Mrs. Yates to accompany Jack and Nathan back to the Turner's home. Jack was a strange looking character and Nathan tried to explain thatshe was needed by Elizabeth. Jack soon had todo the talking, which he is known for his persuasive tongue. He had to tell her three times that Elizabeth was…quote: "Having the whelp! Either you come with me or leaving Will in charge." At that, the elderly lady went quickly (with her husband) to the Turner residence and straight to their bedroom where Will was caring for her. As soon as she walked in the room her dynamic personality saw the opportunity to take charge.

"Mr.Turner!" she squeeled, "Mr.Turner, be a blessing and go boil some water. Oh! And bring some clean sheets! And don't forget to bring an extra bowl and a wash cloth while your downstairs."

Will hesitantly pulled himself away from Elizabeth's side and pried his hand from her firm grip. "I'll be right back, I promise." He told her softly.

A few minutes later Will fetched what he was ordered and set them at the table near the door then went straight back to the bedside where Elizabeth was being ordered to breath. By now Lucy was in the room and helping Mrs. Yates with whatever she needed.

The plump woman turned around to see Will back in the room and a look of disapproval covered her round little face. "Oh child, this is no place for you." She scolded.

"But I – " He began to protest but was stopped by her hand pulling him away gently.

Elizabeth shot him a pleading look to stay and mouthed his name, but was unable to speak before another contraction hit.

"Tut-Tut. No buts, this is no place for a man, even the husband. Now go downstairs and I'll call you if we need anything. But I do believe that Mrs. Harrington and I have all the matters well taken care of."

By now the lady had pushed Will on the other side of the door with Will looking helplessly back at her. "Mrs. Yates please, I assure you I would be no burden, I would only be there for Elizabeth."

She gave him an understanding smile, seeing the worry in her eyes. "You are doing your job by staying downstairs. Your wife is in good hands" With that the door shut in Will's face and his eyes fell to the floor.

"But i am always there for her..."