Authors Note:

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Chapter 14- A Blessing or a curse?

FIVE MONTHS LATER

Lizzie paced around the deck of the Pearl. It was night time, the moon was showering her and everything around her in a soft silver glow, while the stars glittered and sparkled distantly in the black velvet sky. The whole scene was truly beautiful; Lizzie had never seen anything so, well, beautiful and calming. Sighing forlornly she paced towards the railing and leaning against it, looked out on the ocean. The sea, like the sky, was calm and beautiful, there was only the occasional wave which lapped up against the hull of "the Black Pearl", giving a soft soothing rhythm to this deadly quiet night, the seas mirror surface reflected the beauty of the sky.

Lizzie observed all this but really didn't take it in. Her mind was too heavily weighed down by the most recent perplexing problem. A problem which promised to rip out the heart of the happy couple.

The worst thing about it was that it was going to ruin everything. Jack and Elizabeth had finally come into their own in this strange relationship. Both had changed to better compliment each other and their love had grown until it consumed and covered them both in a somewhat strange yet comforting embrace.

And now she had ruined that

Now She was pregnant.

What was worse was that she didn't know what to say to Jack. It wasn't like she could hide it for much longer, her slender frame would betray her secret soon enough.

The only reason that she knew that she was pregnant was because she had missed her period…twice. She needed to get to land, to a mid wife, a doctor, some one who could tell her what her choices were and most importantly if she was actually pregnant. Elizabeth didn't want to say anything to Jack until she knew for certain and had exhausted all the other options.

Now the only problem was trying to get Jack to go to port with out revealing why she needed to go to land. He had vowed that he wouldn't go back for many, many years, having quite simply had enough with land, his bad experiences of the last few years had all occurred on land…bar one, but he still related that to a problem with the land. They had discussed it many times, and many other things in the short months that they had been together.

Elizabeth was sure that they were in love, and that their relationship was going to be till the day that they died, but something this colossal could through all that into the water and where would she go then?

Sighing again she looked out at the ocean. At freedom.

That's what a ship really is, what the Black Pearl really is….freedom. She heard in his words replay in her head. He had been drunk then but the distant, far away, whimsical look he had gotten in his eyes as he gazed off into the horizon had told her all that she needed to do. A child was not freedom. Not matter where they were a child would be like chaining Jack down. Lizzie didn't want to do that, she wanted to be free with him to go where ever they wanted when ever they wanted. Elizabeth loved Jack the way that he was, she didn't want that to change, didn't want to be an in convience to him.

Elizabeth was lost. She needed to get to land. Needed to see a mid-wife, or one of those doctors that she had heard of which can get rid of a child while still in the womb. And she needed to do it with out telling Jack about it. He didn't need to know. What he didn't know doesn't hurt him, and this way they could go on being free and happy.

"It's pretty isn't" A voice said at her ear. She jumped, startled. She heard a chuckle and a familiar comforting arm snake around her waist. She let Jack take her weight as she leant against him.

"It's beautiful" she said more to herself than to the man that she loved. Closing her eyes she let her worries wash away as she enjoyed the strength that Jack gave to her. He said nothing more but looked out to sea like her.

Elizabeth breathed deep his scent, she could remember finding his odor offensive when she first met him. That had only been because she had been so used to overly powerful sweet perfumes. Now however his scent was the most appealing thing about him. Nuzzling into his chest she breathed deep committing it to memory for the hundredth time.

She did not want to forget a thing about him. However for some reason this action, and the smell bought her close to tears and she had to fight them off. Jack obviously felt her tense up because he pushed her off him and examined her face closely.

"What's the matter Lizzie?" he asked while inspecting her closely.

"Nothing!" she said as she sniffed and wiped her nose, she looked up and met his gaze, "I'm fine, just a small cold that is all" she said with a well practiced smile. Jack looked at her closely, he didn't seem fully satisfied by this but he accepted it any way. Kissing her on the forehead he smiled at her.

"Come back to bed soon, eh?" with his famous charming smile and then left her too herself again.

Elizabeth watched him go and made sure he was completely out of sight before she turned back to the sea and let the tears come. Though they were more tears of frustration than anything else, why was she acting so hormonal? Elizabeth knew the answer to that one, but it would be admitting the inevitable, and she wasn't ready to admit that quite yet.

She needed to get to land. She needed a doctor. And some how needed to do both these things without arousing the suspicions of Jack, this was going to be hard, because Jack was an incredibly smart and sharp man, he could pick up a lie any where, and would probably see straight through any excuse she made up.

Elizabeth needed help, she needed a confidant, someone who was smart and wily, someone who could out smart Jack. And there was no one by that sort of nature aboard the Black Pearl.

She sank into her hands and let the tears flow, It was better to realize them than keep them bottled up. At least she wasn't sobbing. The sea was beautiful but Elizabeth could see on the horizon dark clouds gathering. It seemed to be a fitting example of what Elizabeths next few days were going to be like.

However this storm may very well be the excuse that Elizabeth needed to get Jack to put into land. Elizabeth sent out a pray to make the storm rough, so that the Pearl would sustain some damage, and also to make Jack put into Land.

The storm hit a few days after that night on the Pearl. And just as Elizabeth had prayed it was a particularly horrible storm, it lasted a few days and as each day went by the Pearl sustained more and more damage.

Jack was hesitant to put to land, it was the last thing that he wanted to see for a very long time, but Elizabeth and the crew wore him down by pleading with him to put into Tortuga. The crew had an entirely different motive to Elizabeth though, they wanted, craved and needed the loving embrace of Tortuga.

Jack relinquished and agreed to put into port at Tortuga to get supplies, repair the Black Pearl and of course enjoy some rum and good old fashion fun. After all the crew had been at sea for five months straight and the rum supplies were wearing thin and the rations had been cut many times.

Jack knew far to well the danger of denying the crew it's rum, and more importantly denying himself rum.

Elizabeth awaited the arrival of land on the horizon eagerly. A Few months ago Jack had taught her the ropes and since then she had rather enjoyed the scenery from the crows nest. And that's where she spent most of her days after Jack had agreed to go to Tortuga, keeping a weather eye out for land on the horizon.

Finally land appeared on the horizon, Elizabeth had not been expecting it, after spending all of the last 5 days up in the crows nest and not seeing anything her hope had worn down and so had her excitement.

She had been looking but not really seeing for quite some time now. But as they say the pot that is watched never boils, it was the same. The moment Elizabeth let her guard down, and had stopped caring, resigning herself to the inevitable break down of her relationship with Jack when she told him of the pregnancy land appeared as clear as anything on the horizon.

Letting out an exciting yelp of joy she called down to those bellow that land was there. Jack didn't seem all that impressed, instead sighed and accepted that he was going to put his feet on land again so soon. Elizabeth seemed to welcome the land though, and seeing her so excited and happy made Jack happy as well.

He was surprised of the changes that he noticed in himself over the last five months. These changes were not bad, just un-expected and rather not like him. He knew that he was in love with Lizzie, he just didn't expect it, and more importantly didn't expect the effect of this love would have on him. He actually cared for someone else more than he cared for himself, he would do anything for her, and if that meant going to land than he would do that gladly!

He looked up and saw her making her way down from the Crows Nest, despite the fact that he had taught her, it still made his gut sink in worry to watch her. He was concerned for her and that worried him to, well at least it used to. As she jumped nimbly down from the last few rungs in the ladder he smiled at her. She looked up and beamed at him. Over the last few days she had been acting rather strange, but the look on her face now, washed all the concern for her away. She was fine, it must just be that time of the month.

That time of the month. Jack frowned as he thought that, he ran back in his mind to the last time that they had been stopped from having sex due to her monthly flows. That was over two months ago. He looked back at Lizzie, watching her as she smiled radiantly up at him. Two months….that wasn't right.

It dawned on him, hit him like a cannon ball to the heart. He looked back at her shocked.

Lizzie was pregnant.

He stopped smiling and just looked at her. Pregnant…Lizzie was carrying his child…and she hadn't told him.

Of course! It all made sense know, her behavior over the last few weeks, her overwhelming wish to go to land. Everything seemed to fit together, and he wondered how he had never seen it before.

Because before it was never a possibility. Never an option. It never occurred to Jack that he could be a father, he had always been against the idea, so adherently against it.

But so many things had changed in him. And he found himself reacting to this much differently than he ever thought that he would. Joy, happiness, pride and love filled him and that was the most un-expected part of this whole thing.

But know two sets of conflicting emotions fought with in him. The overwhelming happiness, pride and love that rose from the thought of him being a father , which scared him a little, since when would Captain Jack Sparrow rejoice at the thought of fathering a child? The other conflicting side was anger and a sense of betrayal that she hadn't told him. How long did she think she could hide it from him?

Unless….

Unless she didn't plan on hiding anything from him. Jack had heard about those women who could abort a pregnancy, he had always thought that a good idea.

Up until now, when it was his own child's life at risk

Could Lizzie really kill her own child? Why would she think of that any way.

Jack was so lost in his own thoughts that he didn't even notice that Lizzie had climbed the stairs and was now standing next to him, the smile still broad and beaming on her face.

He looked at her, and the feelings of betrayal won the battle against those of joy and happiness. How could she think of killing his child, without even telling him.

This thought was almost un thinkable. Jack and Elizabeth had become so close in the months since he stole her away from her life at Port Royal, if life is what you could call it. The thought that Lizzie would purposely throw what they had away seemed ridiculous.

He couldn't tell her that he knew, he had to wait until the opportune moment until he released his newly found information. No need to startle her, Jack was sure that there was a good explanation for her actions. He just couldn't find out for a while, and until he did these feelings of betrayal would win out.

Mustering all his strength he turned to her and smiled, sliding his arm around her waist he pulled her closer to him, even though the thought of touching her made him shiver at this time.

Soon enough, far too soon for Jack, they were tied up to one of the piers at Tortuga, and it didn't take too much encouragement from Jack to tell his crew to get off the ship. He practically had to yell after them to remember to come back. He got a few,

"Yeah, yeah, get back to the ship, uhuh" mutterings from a some of the crew but most of them practically vaulted from the ships railings onto the pier and disappeared quickly into the mass crowds around the port.

Jack spotted Lizzie making her own way down the plank towards the town and he ran after her.

"So where are you off too?"

Lizzie looked like a stunned rabit, caught and not sure where to go. She regained her composure and smiled

"Just into town, I have to see a doctor about a sick stomach, and have other errands to run" She lied. Jack knew that she was lying but he let it go. He would follow her later. Smiling he kissed her on the cheek.

TO BE CONTINUED!

p.s I know, crumby place to end, I'm sorry, but I couldn't fit it all into one chapter. Also I know it's a fairly silly and un-exciting chapter, I'll give you more sex later…and more anguish…mwhahahahahahaha! Any way thank you again to all my reviewers, your loyalty warms my heart, and feeds my muse!