A/N Where will this story go?? Time lapse again, I just want the time to pass quicker. Thank you, my people!!! raises hands to wave at her minions
Chapter 4: Picnics and Wedding Rings
Elizabeth is 17 weeks (4 months) pregnant
"Will, wake up" Elizabeth shook her boyfriend violently, till he rolled off the bed.
"What'd you think you playing at?" Will groaned as Elizabeth opened her curtains, blinding him.
"I needed some company, you lazy man" Elizabeth threw her cushion at him in frustration.
"Fine, you got me" Will pulled himself up onto his feet, standing half naked.
"Great it's raining, so much for our picnic" Elizabeth sighed heavily as she stared out at the damp, dreary landscape.
"What picnic?" Will kissed her bare shoulder softly.
"Our picnic. It's two years ago on this day, you first asked me out" Elizabeth felt her back pressed up against the glass door, Will caressing her neck.
"I can remember it as if it were yesterday" Will mumbled between soft kisses.
"I feel like a puffer fish" Elizabeth stared down at her curving stomach.
"I can't see a puffer fish, I see a mermaid" Will ran his fingers through her soft blonde hair.
"Thank you, I think" Elizabeth looked deeply into his big, brown eyes.
"We could still have that picnic" Will smiled as Elizabeth rested her head on his strong, bronzed shoulders.
"Yeah, how?" Elizabeth turned towards him and sighed heavily.
"Ever heard of a rainy day picnic?" Will laughed as he realised he was still in his boxer shorts.
"Wait a sec!" He ran into the bedroom hastily.
Will pulled the trousers up to his waist and secured them with the zip. Elizabeth carried his prized possession; his Beatles t-shirt.
"Here let me help" Elizabeth tugged on the t-shirt and pulled it over Will's broad shoulders.
"As I was saying, a rainy day picnic is a picnic on a rainy day" Elizabeth clapped her hands mockingly.
"You're a genius!" Will placed his hands up in agreement, bowing for her.
A while later...
"Will, stop it! I can't see a thing!" Elizabeth wriggled away from her boyfriend's tight grasp.
"Fumbling around in the dark, just like when we first met" Will nibbled at Elizabeth's shoulder, making her howl in pain.
"Will, I mean it!" Elizabeth laughed as she pushed away Will's advances.
"You hear that, baby. Your mother does not like my advances" Will leant towards his girlfriend's prominent stomach.
"No, that's not it. I just like things to be a bit more civilised" Elizabeth stroked her stomach and looked at Will's expression.
"I'll tone it down" Will sat down beside Elizabeth, a comforting arm around her shoulder.
"I do think we need to get a bigger house" Elizabeth pulled herself up from the couch and kissed Will softly on the lips.
"I took the liberty of picking up some of these" Elizabeth handed Will some of her leaflets, Will studied them carefully.
"I do like this in St John's Wood" Will pointed at the photograph enthusiastically.
"It's close to my art studio, your theatre. It's close to the hospital, all the schools. It's perfect!" Elizabeth hugged Will until he choked.
Elizabeth handed Will the phone as he dialled the numbers nervously.
"Yes...no I will...yes...thank you...yes...goodbye" Elizabeth bit her nails nervously as Will put the phone back on the receiver.
"What did they say?" Will took Elizabeth's hand in his and smiled lovingly at her.
"They said...we've got an appointment" Elizabeth's blank expression turned into a beaming smile.
"That's fantastic" Will pulled Elizabeth closer towards his warm chest, kissing her soft lips and caressing her cheeks.
"Oh crap, my appointment!" Elizabeth looked at her watch angrily.
"I want to come" Will handed Elizabeth her coat and they departed the flat at a high speed.
"Sorry we're late, we were engrossed in houses" Elizabeth panted as they reached the hospital.
"That's quite alright, name please?" The receptionist stared down the bridge of her half-rimmed glasses.
"Swann, Elizabeth Swann" The receptionist scrolled down the list of patients.
"Ah, yes, Miss Swann and this must be Mr Turner. Illegitimate, I see" Elizabeth opened her mouth widely as the receptionist looked her up and down.
"Yes, an accident, but we're having it none the less" Elizabeth patted her stomach proudly.
"Take a seat" Will guided Elizabeth to a seat and walked down the corridor to buy a coffee from the vending machine.
"Miss Swann" Elizabeth walked into the consultant's room hesitantly, protesting that they had to wait for her boyfriend.
"Here he is, Will!" Elizabeth called as he supped on his coffee. As he noticed her calling him, he ran towards them.
"Yeah, what's up?" Will looked at the doctor with quizzical eyes. The consultant stared nervously at his notes and directed them into the consulting room. Elizabeth took a seat on the bed and rested her hands on her stomach.
"So last time you were here, everything was fine" The doctor sat at his desk and scribbled some notes in the thick wad of medical papers.
"Last time? You told me you were going out to Starbuck's" Will stared down at Elizabeth's guilty face, his voice became irresolute as she smiled at him.
"Well, I need to check on the baby's progress and for that I need to get an ultrasound done, excuse me for a moment"
Elizabeth sighed heavily as Will grabbed her hand tightly. "We're having a baby" Elizabeth screamed hysterically.
"It's going to have my nose, the Turner nose" Will stroked his proboscis proudly as Elizabeth giggled uncontrollably.
"My baby is not going to have a massive conch" Elizabeth waved her hands about protestingly.
"What part of your body do you want our kid to have?" Will crossed his arms, waiting for his girlfriend's answer.
"Well my mother's eyes were mesmerising, my father said that's what he loved about her" Elizabeth smiled dejectedly.
"If it's a girl, she isn't going out until she's thirty" Elizabeth laughed at her boyfriend's
resistant nature.
"If it's a boy, he'll learn to respect the opposite sex" Elizabeth slapped Will playfully in his chest, making him recoil.
"Right, I'll plug it in right here, then put some of this jelly on your tummy and we're ready to rock and roll" The doctor wheeled in the ultrasound scanner (A/N don't know what one of them is called sorry : ))
"Oh it tickles!" Elizabeth laughed as the doctor smoothed the jelly around her stomach.
"Right, there's the head and its legs. Is everything alright?" The doctor spoke hesitantly.
"Oh isn't it beautiful, Will" Elizabeth put her fingers up against the screen, smiling jovially.
"He's got my nose, I told you" Will punched the air with sheer excitement.
"Do you know what the sex is, Doctor?" Will grasped Elizabeth's hand nervously.
"No sorry, it's too early to tell at this stage" Elizabeth's excitement slowly deteriorated.
As Will and Liz gazed in awe of their unborn child, swimming around in it's amniotic fluid (sorry i love this line) the doctor scrubbed his hands in the small basin.
"Oh my god, it was so beautiful" Elizabeth cupped her stomach and stared down at her stomach.
"I wouldn't have wanted to impregnate anyone else" Will put his manly arm around her shoulder.
"Well thank you" Elizabeth smiled as Will kissed her cheek gently.
In their flat...
"Are you sure it'll work, Liz?" Will waited outside of their room, tapping his feet impatiently.
"Yes, my mum did it with me and I turned out the way I supposed to be" Elizabeth rummaged through her jewellery box, she picked out an old diamond ring.
"Which way were you supposed to turn out?" Will stared at her, looking her up and down.
"I was meant to be a girl" Elizabeth sat herself down in the great armchair in the corner and pulled out one of her hairs.
"How does this work then?" Will sat on the arm of the chair, his hand resting on her shoulder.
"Well I put one of my hairs through my wedding ring, but since we're not married , I'll use my mother's and if it swings back and forth, it's a boy. If it moves in a circle, it's a girl"
Elizabeth and Will both watched as the ring swung...
A/N It's another cliffhanger!! Which way will the ring swing, hey that rhymes?! The old ring trick never fails, I thought it would be a nice moment at home. Sorry about all the author's notes, the little baby swimming in its amniotic fluid. R+R, you get a cookie!!!