The Luckiest Man Alive
By: Rose Noire le Mort (Black Rose of Death) Formerly Taurus-Sparrow-0506
Genre: Drama/Romance
Rating: PG-13 I usually just rate them PG-13 for no reason but this gets warm. The temperature's rising a bit.
Pairing: Do I really have to say? What do I always write? J/A and J/A only!
Summary: Jack and Anamaria's luck seems to have run out. Or has it?
A/N: This was originally a one-shot but the ideas kept flowing and I hate long one-shots so I decided to make this sort of a mini-series.
Jack stood at the helm of the ship staring at the point where sky met the sea. It had been a year and a half since he had gotten the Pearl back and he knew life couldn't much better than it was now. He had the Pearl, a faithful crew and the best first mate a man could ask for. He felt a bulge against his stomach as slender arms snaked around his waist.
" 'ow are my two ladies this morning?"
" 'ow do you know it's going to be a girl?" she asked with a laugh into his jacket.
"Because love, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow."
"Uh huh," she said sarcastically. Jack only smiled ignoring her comment.
"So love, what are we going to name our little 'arlot?"
"We'll think about it when the time comes." He pretended he didn't hear her going on to say:
"I particularly like the name Mariana Jacklyn Sparrow." Ana rolled her eyes. As much as she hated to admit she loved the name. It was perfect. "Jack we 'ave two months to name 'im."
"Her," he countered.
"Whatever it is we 'ave plenty of time to name it."
"Why hold off for tomorrow what you can do today?"
"Because I said so." Unbeknown to her he cocked an eyebrow. Because she said so?
"I seem to remember my name 'aving the title Captain in front of it," he joked though he was right.
"Skipping that subject, what port are we 'eaded to?"
"Royal."
"What for?" she moved her arms from around him taking a step back. Jack turned around to look at her keeping one hand on the ship's wheel.
"Don't worry Ana. I'm not gonna leave you there. Trust me, I've thought about it but if I did you'd either make it back by way of another passage or make me stay with you which is definitely not going to happen. I'm just trying to avoid doing anything… life threatening for your sake." They both grinned her now putting her arms around his neck.
"You'd better not."
"All hand on deck! All hands on deck!" squawked Mr. Cotton's parrot.
The two of them stood at the helm of the ship and watched as the crew awoke to perform their routine chores, neither having much to do that day…
A/N: I know its short. I haven't decided if the rest of the chapters are gonna be just as short or combined but we'll find out later today.
