Disclaimer and other stuff: No I do not own Pirates! Sorry for the no update!! School's is super hectic!!

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"Where is Elizabeth?" Ana inquired. "It's been five hours?"

Jack shrugged. "Beats me. Maybe she's having a grand old time over at Andy's house." Elizabeth had told the crew she was going to Andrew's house, and it was typical Jack to make nicknames for most people.

"Do you think something happened to her? Or the baby?" Ana asked worriedly. Jack staggered over to her and put an arm around her.

"Ah Ana, you just don't know Lizzie like I do. She's the Pirate King. She's the tough'un," Jack said. Ana slithered away from him.

"And I do happen to know her as well as you, for the fact that I have helped her through with the pregnancy for four months!" Ana retorted. Gibbs stepped between them.

"Do yeh think we should be fighting?" he asked. "Keep an eye out for Elizabeth."

Jack and Ana stopped fighting and looked out at the dock. Instead they saw Pintel and Ragetti running with arms waved.

"Hey!! Hey!" Ragetti shouted. They were looking for a boat to use when they saw Jack and Gibbs at the edge of the Empress.

"My word," Gibbs said. "It's Pintel and Ragetti! I thought they were with Barbossa and the Pearl!"

Jack pushed him aside. "Well, if they were with me ship, they must've known what happened to it." He waved his arms as well and threw a rope ladder over the side of the boat. "Oi! Come aboard!"

Pintel and Ragetti grabbed of the ladder and went up. "That lunatic Barbossa pushed us off the bloody ship," Pintel murmured, answering Jack's question.

"I always knew he was a barmy old codger. But where was it? And how long have you two been stumbling around the Caribbean, eh?" Jack asked.

"Well, he threw us off about a year ago. He's wandering aimlessly, I think, because you stole them charts he needed Jack. He was yelling and swearing all aboard the Pearl. To him it was a disaster! A fiasco! A quagmire of epic proportions!" Ragetti explained. All the crew stared at him. This was one of those moments where he said something smart.

"Well, I hope the Captain comes back soon," Tai Huang piped up. The crew's focus was on him now. They didn't realise he'd been standing there the whole time.

A few seconds later, everyone went back to watching the dock. Except Jack. He went to the cargo hold to get more rum.

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When Elizabeth woke up, she was in a cell. Andrew was outside arguing with someone.

"Have you gone mad? Look at her!! She's pregnant!! You can't just throw her in a prison!" yelled Andrew.

"Oh but Mr Parkinson, indeed I can. Though you are now the new Governor of this town, you still can't stop me from throwing anyone in prison," a voice drawled. Elizabeth gasped. She recognised that voice.

"Cutler Beckett," she said. Both men turned to look at her. The one she didn't not know was laughing.

"You mean my late brother? No, I'm not him. I'm Lord Thomas Beckett," he said smugly. Elizabeth groaned. Not another Beckett!

Andrew shot a sympathetic look her way. "As Governor of Port Royal, I order you to release her. Or else you will be relieved of command." Elizabeth shot a grateful look his way.

Beckett made a hesitant movement. He wanted to finish what his brother started, eliminating pirates, but he knew by his brother's 'Captain's Log' that Swann was engaged to be married, or, by the looks of her, married already, to that blacksmith Turner already. He knew that Turner was Captain of the Flying Dutchman. A pirate.

However, he couldn't finish the job if he was relieved of command. So, he got the keys from the guard and released her. Elizabeth got up and ran to Andrew's side.

"I really must be going. Andrew, will you show me out?" Elizabeth asked. Andrew nodded.

On the walk to the dock, Elizabeth was curious on how another Beckett could be Lord again.

"Well, in the first Beckett's will, he said his position of power was to go to his brother, Thomas Beckett," Andrew explained.

"Is he as bad as his brother?" inquired Elizabeth. Andrew nodded sadly.

"He's just as much of a slimy git as his brother. He had the same rules. Only his are worse. He said anybody but the Royal Navy, Army, and so forth talking about a pirate are to be hanged," Andrew said grimly. Elizabeth gasped.

"No! He's horrible! Well, can't you relieve him of command?" Elizabeth asked. Andrew shook his head ruefully.

"No. He has information on me. Apparently I helped one hundred pirates out of prison," Andrew scowled. Elizabeth couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"You didn't!" Elizabeth said incredulously. Andrew shook his head again. "No of course I didn't. He just made the rubbish up so I don't expel him."

They were approaching the Empress. Elizabeth gave her cousin a hug and said, "Thanks for everything." Andrew smiled back and said, "Anytime. So until next time 'Dear Mrs Turner'?"

Elizabeth gave a small laugh and said, "Sure 'Dear Mr Parkinson'." She ascended up the rope ladder as Andrew waved goodbye.

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Will sailed out into the realm of the living again. Bootstrap went up to his son and said, "Lemme get the wheel tonight son. You need some rest."

Bootstrap reached out to grab the wheel, when Will said, "No, Dad, I'm fine. I can do this. All I have to do is think about Elizabeth. Hopefully the ten years will go by quickly." Bootstrap gently removed his son's hand from the wheel.

"Look, son, just because you're immortal, doesn't mean you can't get tired. Trust me. Go to sleep. I'll have Arthur wake you when we've approached a soul," Bootstrap said. Will nodded, yawned, and walked off to his quarters.

He missed Elizabeth, that was true, but he knew nothing about being a father. How could he possibly know how to take care of his son or daughter's life, when he wouldn't even know him or her when he sees him or her and Elizabeth again.

He shook those thoughts away. Elizabeth was right. Of course their child would love him just as he is.

He felt his head growing heavy and his eyelids drooping. He needed sleep to rejuvenate his body, though he was immortal. He went to his bed and fell asleep…

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"There you are Lizzie! What took you so long?" Jack exclaimed.

"Well, after leaving my cousin's house, I was knocked out," Elizabeth said. Jack looked at her in surprise.

"I never thought you the type to drink Lizzie," Jack stated. Elizabeth rolled her eyes.

"I didn't drink. Someone knocked me out. It just so happened to be Lord Thomas Beckett," Elizabeth scowled.

"Not another one!" Pintel, Ragetti, and Gibbs groaned.

"Yes," Elizabeth said ruefully. Ana turned to Jack. "Well, didn't you want to get the Pearl back?" Elizabeth shot Ana a grateful look. She was trying to change the subject. Ana could tell that Elizabeth was feeling uncomfortable about this topic.

Jack nodded eagerly. "Let's go!" He pulled out his compass and began pointing.

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Again, sorry for the no update!! Hopefully this was good!! R&R please! This was 5 and ¾ pages. -smiles-