Jack Sparrow's Rose - At Worlds end.

Chapter 32: Acceptance

Rosemary's POV.

This was the first time I had slept this good.

I wanted to sit up but I felt some stirring beneath me.

And when I went looking up towards the thing that was keeping me down.

It was Jack.

He was laying on top of me.

Jack was laying between my legs with his head on the side of my stomach and his arms wrapped around me.

I was watching him sleep.

I managed to let myself sit up without waking up this beautiful sun kissed man.

A small tear was running down my nose.

He was actually laying here with his head on my stomach.

Which was showing just a little.

A really small bump had been formed but it was not even noticeable in clothes.

I had told him everything and I had no secrets to him anymore.

Hoping that he would accept this and having a child with well me.

My hand reached for his dreads and softly started stroking his hair.

While watching him sleep.

After a while I really couldn't hold myself back I needed to go the bathroom.

'Jack..' I softly whispered.

His eyes fluttered but he didn't want to hear me.

'Jack.. I really need to go pee.' I whispered again while stroking through his hair.

He lifted his head up and looked around to face me.

He sighed and rolled off me so I could stand up.

I stood up and walked towards the small bathroom in the quarters.

When I came out Jack was still laying in bed. He was looking at me.

'So what are you waiting for?' I asked him with a smile.

Before diving back into back and rolling against him.

He was still warm from laying beneath the blankets.

Me who went to the bathroom not so much.

So I snuggled against him.

'I'm glad you're sleeping here again.' I said to him.

To which he spooned me.

An arm underneath my neck and the other carefully placed on my stomach.

'Me too.' Was his answer before burying his face in my neck.

And after a few minutes I had fallen asleep again.

His heartbeat and his soft strokes over my stomach were really soothing.

And really the kind off thing I had really needed the past week.

So every opportunity I could get to nap and snuggle with him I took gratefully.

When I woke up a few hours later.

Jack was no longer in bed and his side had gone cold.

He did however had put a warm blanket around me to make sure I stayed warm.

I sat up straight when a wave of nausea hit me again.

And before I knew it I was outside hanging over the railing throwing up.