That last chapter was random, but I hope ya'll liked it. Back to the main story! Sorry that my characters are getting less and less like themselves…but, hey, as long as you like the story!
Elizabeth stared out into the mist surrounding the Pearl. Many of the crewmembers were frightened by the thick fog. Elizabeth loved it. She was standing in the crow's nest. Standing in a cloud. She knew that the men on the deck would not even be able to see her. Despite that, she was not surprised when her husband found her. He was so much like her. He felt the call of the clouds, the feeling of freedom that came from standing up here in the fog unable to see anything but what was immediately surrounding them. As he stepped into the crow's nest with her, he was the only thing she could see.
When they had returned to the ship two days after Katrina gave birth, Carl and Anamaria announced that they were planning to get married. Later on Anamaria took Elizabeth and Jack aside and told them that she had once carried Jack's child. Jack took it rather hard. He still felt guilty for spending that night with Anamaria, and the idea that he had left her with the burden of pregnancy and the child's death saddened him. Elizabeth had hugged Anamaria tight and reassured her that the past was gone and she could start anew. Jack had performed the wedding the next day. Nobody had seen much of the newlyweds since.
He looked troubled now as he stood with her. Silently he put his arms around her, his hands splayed over her stomach. After a few moments, he spoke. "I want to have a kid with you, Lizzie. Soon." She smiled. She had been wanting the same thing more and more lately. She just nodded. "Sounds good to me." He kissed her neck. "I love you." She smiled. There were few times when he said it so sincerely. It was usually said as a casual fact or a slightly more sensitive way of saying "Take off your clothes and get into bed." She turned and kissed him lightly. "I love you too." He grinned. "So what say we climb down and get started on that kid?" She laughed. "Yes to the climbing down, no to the kid." He tried to look put out. "Why not?" She grinned. "Because I say so." He sighed. "Why doesn't anything ever happen or not happen because I say so?" She grinned. "Because I am female and therefore superior." He sighed. "I won't argue, or I'll be sleeping with the crew." "Good. I'd be lonely if I was forced to make you do so." They climbed down the rigging in companionable silence.
When they reached the deck, Gibbs came running over, looking rather worried. "Cap'n, this abominable fog is causing a lot of problems. I'm afeared we might hit somethin' in the mist. I say we drop anchor and wait for it to pass." Jack considered this for a moment. "Alright, go 'head." The crew saw to this task quickly. Jack turned back to Elizabeth.
"Well, darlin' what shall we do while we wait? Play checkers?" Elizabeth laughed. "That sounds like fun." He hadn't expected that, and she chuckled at the annoyed look. But he led the way back to the cabin, where, surprisingly, he actually did have a checker board. He opened it and set it up on the floor, and they sat cross-legged across from each other. "Let's make a deal." he proposed with a mischievous gleam. "If I win, well, let's put it this way: we can tell our kid he was conceived on a checker board. If you win, you get something you want. A trip to an exotic port, a day at the helm, whatever. How's that sound?" She laughed at his unique offer. "Alright, but even if you win there's no guarantee I'll get pregnant, you know." He smiled. "Never hurts to try."
The game lasted an hour and a half, each of them taking ridiculous lengths of time to plan each move. At the end, they each had one piece left, lined up diagnolly to each other. Jack got lucky. It happened to be his turn, and he jumped her piece with a smirk plastered on his face. Laughing, he cleared the pieces off the board. She was just beginning to registar the fact that he wasn't joking about the checkerboard being a part of his prize. She was going to run away, but he reached across the board and yanked her into his arms. "Pay up."
She did.