Chapter 17
After that, the trio and Jack decided to leave the restaurant and go home. The storm was finally settling down, but still was quite bruttle. It took them awhile to get home but when they did it was just soon enough.
"This is it!" Elizabeth yelled over the rain.
"It's beautiful!" Will yelled back, holding her and Will.
"It's best we be heading inside!" Jack hollered heading onto the porch.
They nodded and followed him to the door, Elizabeth opened it and they rushed in.
"Whew! That was fun!" Young Will laughed as he took off his drenched boots and coat.
They all laughed, "Papa! Papa! Come here! I want to show you my room, and my toys, and my new sword, it's just like yours!" Will exclaimed grabbing his father's arm as he laughed.
"Alright, alright," he laughed as he drug him into the living room.
The father and son ran off to the living room.
Elizabeth stood there watching them, she was still in shock. Jack on the other hand wasn't so shocked bout Will's early return.
"You finally all together love," Jack said standing next to Elizabeth.
"I can't believe it… I thought this day would never come," Elizabeth said choked up.
Jack smirked as Elizabeth hugged him.
"You weren't surprised when Will arrived early, in fact you almost seemed as if you were expecting it when he showed up," Elizabeth wondered aloud.
"I was too surprised."
"Ja—ck."
"Maybe I had a little idea that—."
"Ja—ck."
"Ha-ha. Lizzy, over the years Will and I have kept in touch, through letters and his father. He told me to keep an eye one you and young William, so I did. About two weeks ago I received a letter saying that they were ahead of schedule and that he had… decided… to come back early and surprise the two of you. We worked it out so that I would arrive before him and take you to the restaurant where he would come and meet us…"
"You're a good man, Jack."
"Good one," Jack laughed.
"Really Jack, without you we probably never would have noticed our love for each other, then where would we be?"
"You would most likely be with Norrington in Port Royal, William would most likely be at the blacksmiths, and I… I would be in Tortuga or at sea," Jack laughed.
"Jack why did you help us?"
"To tell the truth, I just felt like it. Which is odd for me, but I suppose I just saw something in the two of you that made me feel… different about things. I always liked you but Will grew on me after a while," they both laughed, "And the rest is history, the three of us will always somehow end up near each other, or actually four of us if you count young William."
"Huh, I thought you'd say curiosity… again."
"No offence love, but my feelings for you were lost the minute you chained me to that mast and… yeah."
"None taken."
"Truly, you were right. It would have never worked our between us…"
"Right, right, um… I'm going to go check on Will and… Will," she laughed nervously and began walking to the other room.
Jack stopped her, "Izzy… you love him, I know you do, and he loves ya back. So don't worry, you're safe now…"
Elizabeth continued walking without looking back at Jack and found the boys in the living room.
Young Will was showing Will his toy sword.
"Quit authentic isn't it?" Elizabeth said coming in and sitting next to them on the couch.
"It's wonderful, where did you find it?" Will asked.
"A little market on the outskirts of town, a friend got me a deal on it."
Young Will was sitting down almost falling asleep.
"I think somebody's tired," Will laughed.
"I'm not tired, I'm just—"
"Come on, let's get you to bed, you've had a long day."
"But Momma I—"
"William," Elizabeth said sternly.
"Ok—ay," Will said disappointed.
Will picked up his son and carried him to the stairs. Elizabeth followed.
"I'll be going back, Gibbs and the crew are probably drinking all me Rum without me…," Jack joked going to the door.
"Alright, well thank you Jack! We'll see you tomorrow!" Elizabeth hollered.
"Bye Uncle Jack," Young Will said groggily.
"Ha-ha, goodbye Jack, I'll see you tomorrow," Will said as he winked at Jack but Elizabeth didn't notice.
Jack made a gesture to Will so that he knew he had saw it and then went out the door and headed back to the Pearl.
"Papa?" Will said he got into his bed and Elizabeth and Will tucked him in.
"Yes."
"Can you tell me a story?"
"A story?" he asked confused.
"A bedtime story, momma always tells me one about you, Uncle Jack, and her's adventures."
"Of course," Will said happily.
Elizabeth giggled a little and started to walk away.
"And where are you going?" Will said as he sat down next to his son.
"I was going to go lay down and—"
"I have a better idea, how about the three of us all go in the other room and I'll tell you both a story."
Elizabeth smiled and young Will jumped up.
The three of them headed in to Elizabeth, and now Will's room and sat on the bed.
Young Will jumped in the middle and Will and Elizabeth sat on either side of him.
"Alright… I think I have just the story…" Will said as he put his arm around them.
They all smiled as Will began telling him one of his many tales he had dreamed of telling for so many years to them. They were all together as a family, forever together. It seemed like nothing could go wrong, nothing on earth could corrupt their now wonderful life together. But another storm was brewing offshore, as one former commodore gone pirate plotted his revenge against the man he had vowed to himself to get rid of ever since the day he stole what was rightfully his…