Disclaimer: Not mine but they should be.
Authors Note: Set after AWE, tells what really should have happened. Sorry about the way it is written, my new computer doesn't have Word so it is on Notepad.
Elizabeth awoke to the sound of a familiar voice one that struck fear in her but also allowed her to feel safe. She thought it was a dream it had to be, but then she smelled the smell she had forgotten, the smell of rum and salt water. It was Jack Sparrow and he was real.
"Elizabeth would you open your bloody eyes, I have a few questions and a present for you."
Slowly she opened her eyes and looked at the man she had killed, the man she had also loved. He hadn't changed, not at all he must have been behaving.
"Jack, what."
"Saw dear William the other day, ran across him gathering souls. He said you were leaving him and he asked me to take care of you and your son, who by the way is ok he is sleeping in his father's old room. Now why would he say that, why would he tell me to take care of you if you were leaving him because you needed someone to love you, why would he want you with me is old Captain Jack missing something?"
"Jack, don't do this you know the answer, we all knew it. We knew the moment you saved Will by cursing him to the Dutchman, that I was in love with you but I was married to him. Yea, we pretended it was ok for ten years that I didn't need someone to hold me but we all know that me and Will can never last now. Maybe though if the cards are played right he may still know his son if his namesake will take him to meet his father every few weeks."
"Namesake?"
"Shy, like his father. His name is Jack, I chose it thought he might grow up to be like the good man we both knew."
"Well, you should get some sleep I will take the night watch so you can have the room, I will see you in the morning."
"No."
"No what, you jumping ship before morning?"
"No, stay with me. Nothing dirty just hold me, it has been too long since a man just held me."
So the captain spent the night with his arms around his Lizzie waiting till morning to tell her they were due to meet Will Tuesday, and it was Sunday night. It was going to be a long Monday.