Okay, this is the last chapter of this story. The next one is going to be a oneshot about the baby, then the next one is going to skip a LONG time, and be about Willy, I think. I'll probably bridge the time gap with a few oneshots here and there. And I'll probably do another about Jack and Elizabeth's first kid. We'll see, I might not do any of that, this is all just speculation.

Elizabeth pondered the fact that Jack had been ignoring her all day. It was their first anniversary, and he was ignoring her! She wasn't sure whether to be angry or sad. At the moment, she was angry. She sighed. How ironic. On what should have been one of the most romantic days in the year, Jack was being less romantic than he was on any normal day. He had better make up for this tonight, or he was going to be sleeping with the crew.

She touched her stomach gently. She was sure now. Jack's child grew within her. They were both infinitely delighted. She had been slightly queasy, but not outright sick. The idea of having Jack's child made her ecstatic, but at the moment she was very annoyed at her husband. She glared at him as he strode towards her, hands behind his back. They had been docked in some almost unknown port yesterday, and Jack had been ignoring her then too, leaving her to shop on her own while he disappeared. He smiled his charming smile at her now, then appeared puzzled when she continued frowning.

"What's the matter, luv?" She sighed. It wasn't his fault that he was a man and therefore imperfect. "Nothing. What do you have behind your back?" "Nope, you don't get to see until you tell me what's wrong." Hesitantly, not wanting to hurt his feelings, she spoke. "Well, Jack, it's our anniversary, and you've been ignoring me." He got a horrified look on his face, and she knew he had forgotten. Then, suddenly he grinned. "Tricked you." He pulled a huge bouquet of fresh red roses from behind his back. Her eyes widened. She hadn't seen fresh flowers in so long. So that was what he was doing yesterday! Tears filled her eyes. One of the two cabin boys was walking by, staring curiously, and Jack handed him the roses. "'Ere, hold these." The lad stared at the flowers, then wandered a little bit away. Jack enclosed Elizabeth in a warm embrace. She sniffled. "I'm sorry Jack. Being pregnant makes me cry at the strangest times. I thought you forgot that it was our anniversary."

He kissed her softly. "You really thought I forgot the anniversary of the day all my dreams came true? That baby must be affecting your head, darlin'." She smiled a little. "So, did you get me anything? Or do I get to cry over your lack of affection?" Elizabeth laughed. "Actually, I did get you something, but I can't bring it out here, it would drive the crew crazy." He grinned. "Is it made of lace?" She nodded, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Do I get to see it now?" She shook her head. "No, you have to wait for tonight." "Dang. Here, boy, gimme back those roses." The boy gave them back with a grin, and Elizabeth had the feeling he had heard the whole conversation. She hardly cared, but she figured that he would tell the other cabin boy, and eventually the whole crew would be fantasizing about her little lace nighty. She grimaced at the thought. Jack seemed to have the same thought, because he was frowning at the grinning cabin boy, who was walking towards his partner.

They decided to have a party, a sort of anniversary celebration. This was partly to keep the pirates' dirty minds off whatever Jack and Elizabeth did later on, and partly just because they wanted to celebrate. Jack refused to let Elizabeth have rum, which somewhat irritated her, but she appreciated his thoughtfulness. She sometimes forgot what was good for their baby. She was used to living like a pirate, and pregnancy was going to mean a lot of adjustment. Jack refrained from drinking much, sympathizing with her as she sipped water and envied the drunken crew. At some point, they crept away to their cabin, and nobody but Barbossa noticed. He smiled. He had never in his life lived in such a happy atmosphere. Everyone here was happy to be alive, and it rubbed off on Barbossa. He was, for the first time in his life, content.

Review, review, review!! I just felt like leaving this story with a happy ending for Barbossa, I don't know why, it's just random. The oneshot about the baby is going to be called Symbols of Love, and it should be up today.