A/N: I want to say THANK YOU for the wonderful feedback I have received as I have written this story!

Then I have something for you dear readers who would like to give me a request of a ONE-SHOT. (With the Jack/Angelica pairing).

To be able to do so, keep reading.

This fanfiction was originally titled a name from a song, which lyrics I instead put as chapters' titles. If you can guess the correct song's name, write that in a review together with the request you would like to see/read. Be as accurate as possible when it comes to an idea of a one-shot, like details/scenes/characters or so. I would be happy to do that for you - if you would like me to write for you.

Well, I just want to let you know that I keep the door open! :)

Also - I change this story's rating to M and not T because of this chapter.

And here is one thing - this chapter is very, ehm - loving, sensual and intimate. So if you feel uncomfortable with that, the last chapter had its ending! Perhaps you can read the first sentences in this chapter just to see what happened. Well, you have been warned!

Captain and Captainess Sparrow to Atlantis

Pirates of the Caribbean

Chapter X - And never let you know

AFTER CREDITS

New Providence

"Papi! Papi! Wake up!"

One of Jack's eyes opened. His nose twitched by the sunlight which blended his vision.

Something jumped onto his bed as he felt the mattress dip. Soon he had this something bouncing on him.

"Papi, wake up!"

That was when Jack noticed it. Beside him was a nightstand that was certainly unfamiliar. And then there was this big window - with a garden outside. That was when it hit him. Why was there a GARDEN outside?! He gasped dramatically and sat up, eyes about to pop out.

His examining eyes had time to take in the big queen sized bed, the high ceiling, the open door in front of him. Then he looked down to the creature that was sitting in lap, eyes staring at him with curiosity.

"Papi?"

Jack smiled nervously after gulping. "Vicky?"

What took his attention was Angelica appearing in the doorway. She was holding a cloth in her hands that she seemed to be drying her hands on.

"Dinner is ready," she said, a smile hinting before she disappeared.

Jack was still stunned.

"Dinnew eady," Victoria repeated her mother, causing Jack to look down on the toddler. She was truly his jewel.

He smiled wryly. "Is that so?"

"Mhm."

"And do ye know missy where we are?"

Vicky frowned musingly until she spoke a word that caused Jack to burst out. "Hom-e."

"ANGELICA!"

Vicky nodded then as she had ignored her father's outburst. "Uh-huh. Mami said home."

Jack looked down to his daughter again. "Mummy said we are 'home' eh?"

"Yea."

He picked up his daughter and left the bed. Angelica had to explain this! Only dressed in a loose shirt and pants with boots, he hurried into the hallway; just to get shock of the day number two. The hallway was big! This was not just a house. This was a mansion!

"ANGELICA!" he yelled.

"Yes?" he heard her vague answer by the great distance between them.

"Where are ye?!" he yelled as he was jogging around in search for her.

"In the kitchen."

Victoria kept giggling as Jack ran around on the second floor in his tryout of finding the stairs leading downstairs. "And where is that...?" he muttered, clearly angered, but Victoria giggled.

"Aha!" Eventually he found the stair and jogged down it with Victoria bouncing in his arms.

Kitchen was much easier to find. He put down Victoria on the ground and scowled Angelica that glanced at him amused while mixing some ingredients in a bowl.

"Are ye going to explain?" he asked when nothing was said.

She reached for flower and poured some into the bowl. "I bought this house for us."

Jack rubbed his ear as if he had not heard her right. "Come again?"

Angelica turned around and faced Jack, hands in fists as they rested on her hips. Her chin was sharply lifted and her eyes were serious. But just for a moment before she winked. "I bought this house earlier this morning with two golden chests that you had aboard."

Jack let out a frustrated swallowed scream. "Ye did what?!" he approached her side as she returned to cooking. "I be the most powerful man on the seas now! I cannot stay here, ye know that."

"Perhaps we can have some peacefulness here from now on. No more pirates will dare coming after us upon the knowledge you are more powerful than them all."

"But Angelica! What have ye done?!"

She went across the kitchen to fetch something. "You must thank your friend, he was very helpful in getting you drunk."

As Jack opened his mouth to bash out words, Angelica interrupted his actions. "Which for that matter has never been that hard."

"Gibbs...!" Jack muttered under his breath.

Vicky was pulling in his pants. "Papi, pick up!"

Jack lifted the toddler who squealed in joy, completely oblivious to her dad's irritation on her mother.

"Vitty want bwead," she said.

Angelica looked over her shoulder. "Oh, you want some bread?"

Vicky nodded once in a firm motion. "M-hm!"

"I'll get you one when we eat dinner, mi'ja," Angelica said and brought down some plates. "Jack, could you set the table?"

Jack just looked at her as Angelica began fumbling up forks and knives from boxes. She stopped tracks when noticing that her rigid husband was still standing there. "Why are you still here?"

Jack gave her a look. "Oh, my, I ask me that too."

As he put down Vicky, Angelica pushed the plates into him. When doing so, she also managed to capture his lips in a quick kiss. She met his eyes as she stepped back and smirked before turning around.

"Come Victoria, help me with the bread, cariña."

Jack who previously had been rigid, obviously from the whole situation that had taken him with shock, but now the kiss that still burned on his lips added to it.

He wanted more of that. He felt how he began urging for more. As he watched her body he felt how his pants began to tighten. That she still had that effect on him?

Stiffly he wandered out of the room and searched for the dining room. He found it in the hallway not so far away from the kitchen. There were a broad arch into the room. It had a long table and too many chairs around it. He put the plates down on it. Of all sudden he saw Angelica in the corner of her eyes. She was putting a big plate on the table that carried a fish.

"No, Victoria, the dinner is ready. Later," she said firmly to the toddler that followed her mother's heels. Jack was still numb.

Angelica glanced to him and could not hide her smirk upon noticing his condition. She reached over her hand to put it on his. Immediately she saw how he became even more numb. To make it worse, she began caressing it lightly while teasingly brush her fingers against his beard. He gave her a look, jaw partly clenched and his fingers dug into the backrest of the chair.

"I... need to sit down," he managed saying.

She smiled a sincere smile.

When she turned around, she brought Vicky with her. She did not want their daughter to bother Jack and bring him out of the trance now when she was working him up.

Jack sat down and closed his eyes. He blamed he was growing this way because he had not encountered a woman in such a long time, let alone having Angelica around without the ability of doing all the things he had wanted to do with her.

When Angelica returned, Jack noticed that his daughter was not there. Little Jack was screaming in excitement for having Angelica alone in a room, but the real Jack was looking around with anxiety.

"Where's Vicky, luv?"

That anxiety he had was such a turn on for Angelica. She knew he would make fine father, he already was. Now she just had to make him stay.

"Gibbs hired a maid for us, and she is with her."

"Gibbs?"

"Yes," Angelica said and motioned with her head to the big plate. Jack shook his head.

"Not yet," he spoke. Angelica smirked. So he was not ready yet? Madre de Dios, she must have caused him a major effect.

"Anyhow," Angelica continued and rounded the table's corner to Jack. He watched her intently as she slowly sat down on the chair beside him. She held his gaze with her eyes, her smirk. "Gibbs is in the harbor and will stay there until dawn. If you truly want to go with him on the Pearl, and not let him be the new captain of it - I will not chase you anymore."

The words were so sincere that Jack honestly could not believe what he was hearing.

"However," she continued. That was when Jack groaned in sexual frustration. Her hand was somewhere where he could not even have dreamt of having it. "If you stay... I will in any case let you join Gibbs once in a while on the Pearl, but you will live here with me and Victoria and raise her with me."

Jack's eyes rolled back as he let out a breath that he had held. Lord, he did not want to move an inch. It was probably a part of her mischievous plan - but it was working.

He groaned when he felt her kisses on his throat while keeping her hand moving on little Jack. His eyes were closed as he heard her words. "It's your choice."

"Hm...?" he mumbled. The touches from Angelica were almost unbearable. He would not last for long after the celibate he had been living in lately.

His breath hitched lightly followed by a stifled moan. When Angelica pulled away, she could have been smirking by the knowledge of what effect she had on him. But she did not. She wore a somewhat serious expression.

"It's your decision."

Oh bloody wifey he had. How was he supposed to make up his mind?

How was he supposed to make up his mind? What in the seven seas? Was there really anything to make up. What did he hesitate on? Why was he not just running down to the harbor and jumped onto the Pearl first thing he did?

He swallowed and stood up. Angelica had left.

Slowly he pulled the chair back with the back of his knees. The steps he took to the arch were slow, as if he lagged his legs. He crossed the hallway to the big window. It had a view over the harbor and sea town. He could clearly see the Pearl.

That was his home. His only home. The home he had always known of. He belonged to the Pearl as much as the Pearl belonged to him.

With quite a dull look he watched to the right where he knew the stair upstairs was. He would truly miss them both.

He pulled up his sleeve and examined the letter 'P' for a longer moment before pulling the fabric back. The decision was made.

He began heading towards what he believed was the entrance room. He could see a glimpse of it from his position.

"Papi!"

He looked to his left, into a room that he was about to pass by. Victoria was in the air and landed in the maid's arms. She laughed as she pointed at Jack.

"Yes, that is your father, Miss Sparrow."

There was something that shot Jack a great pain in his stomach.

The maid nodded welcomingly to Jack. "My Lord."

"Papi, come hewlp me," she giggled as she tried escaping her playful maid's hold.

Jack chuckled nervously. "Late... I... must go. Another time," he missed her disappointed eyes as he continued walking, now a greater and much sharper pain growing in his stomach. This would be so much harder than he had thought.

After taking a deep breath, he put his hands on the front door and pushed it open.

Angelica was standing by the balcony fence that had a view over the harbor. It was good that the maid was keeping Victoria occupied, so Angelica could watch the scene alone in silence. It was with a broken heart that she witnessed how the ropes loosened from holding the ship attached to the pier. Quite fast it left the harbor and made its way out of the bay towards the horizon.

How cheesy and stupid, in Angelica's ears, it may sound - it honestly felt as if someone had ripped out her heart. As if she was just half now. Ever since he had burst into her convent that night in Sevilla all those years ago, she had known. And she had known that he had known. But he was just too stubborn to ever leave the seas. She clasped her hands together and swallowed, eyes watery as tears threatened to stream down. She took a deep audible breath. Well, she had a daughter to take care of.

The hands that suddenly appeared on her waist, the breath that breezed in neck - were familiar.

There was a well-known scent as the presence of Jack signalled to her mind that he was standing there.

"Are ye crying, luv?"

She wiped her eyes and inhaled even more audibly. What in the world was he doing there.

"The... Pearl left," she let out, both in a statement and question.

"Aye, it left," Jack nodded. One of his hands slid around the still very confused Angelica to pull her to his body, to trap her in his hold.

"But you - Jack?"

"Mr Angelica Teach," he corrected.

She drew in a breath. "You will stay?"

He cupped her jawline and cheek in his other hand. "Aye, I am not going anywhere, luv."

As he leaned in the very few centimetres that were between their faces, both of their eyes closed. Angelica's hand found their way to his neck, under the dreadlocks, as her mouth search for his. She was moaning vaguely and as he pulled back for a moment, he saw how she was urging for him. He grinned as if he was in victory. Her previous sad and puffy eyes had during this shorter moment turned into a couple of challenging eyes, happy Eyes. Still though, they were slightly sad. Next time Jack leaned in, they kissed much more feverish. Big open mouths with tongues, hands squeezing her butt and for his part; hands pulling him roughly in the dreadlocks as to punish him for all pain he had given her.

She suddenly pulled back and this time it was Jack that wore the lost doggish look.

"Turn around."

He looked puzzled.

"Put your hands on the fence and if you let go I'll stop."

Jack rolled his eyes slightly. "Demanding, luv?" he teased as he willingly spun around to see what his dominating woman had in mind. He put his hands on the fence and felt how she placed herself behind him, whole body against his. He could feel her breasts against his back.

Her hands landed on his abdomen to carefully sneak down into his pants. His breath hitched as she closed her hand around his already aroused member.

With her other hand she tilted his head to be able to get access to his neck with her lips. His breathing was at once quickening and she could feel in her other hand that he was beyond turned on. She wanted all of him. She sensed his rhythm in breaths change and slowly moved her hand away from his groin to the pants edge. She pulled them down.

Before he knew it, she was back. His fingers dug into the fence as his grip got tighter. He was about to turn around when he left how her grip immediately loosened on him.

"What are you doing?" he quite desperately asked.

"I told you I would stop."

He replaced himself in the same position at once and closed his eyes by the plain pleasure she started giving him again. When he felt her finger circulate on his head, he did not know how he even could have considered retreating to the Pearl. His member was throbbing in arousal. And his wife could feel it.

She let go and rounded him to devour his lips in a make-out session. His hands had let go of the fence and they were now massaging her breasts.

"I want ye naked - now," he said.

She kept moaning by the massage and kisses as response. She was not able to answer with words.

"I've wanted ye since I saw ye in the church," he admitted as his hands feverishly moved to her butt to grab it. He could not simply get enough of this Spanish woman.

Those words caused her to shiver down her spine and core. His member was pressing against her and she could feel how she began pressing her lower area to his hardness.

When he found his way into her shirt, beneath the fabric to tease her nipples; her head tilted back by pleasure. She was about to be driven over the edge.

"I've never wanted anything more than I want you right now."

That was all it took for Jack to go insane. He swirled them around and began pressing her towards the bedroom inside the doors. He ripped apart his own shirt before ripping of Angelica's, as she took too much time in trying to untying it.

As they approached the bed, one of his hands grabbing her butt and the other holding her around her waist, he lifted her from the ground to set her down on the bed. He could not wait until he would penetrate her and hump her, while she could not wait for him to do her.

Her pants went off by his help and his finger was soon down there to feel if she was ready. Oh, not a chance she was not. She was very much ready. She smirked at him.

"Good?" she questioned, quite playfully.

He smiled wryly. "Always, my love."

As he had expected he felt more of her readiness stream out. He positioned himself over her and kicked off the shoes. They kept each others' gaze as he let her pull down his pants which he later kicked off. He was almost shaking by how turned on he was.

They looked into each others' eyes as he lowered himself and slowly moved his hard on into her. She clasped the sheets around her as she gasped.

"Oh Angelica," he let out and shut his eyes by the pleasure of her walls. He slowly pulled a bit back to soon push it harder and longer inside.

She let out a muffled groan as she tightened her grip around the sheets. "Right there...," she whimpered.

His pace quickened as he began humping. Her whimpering and moaning were music to his ears. Additionally it turned him on even more, and his pace quickened even more.

He had indeed waited for this moment for a long time. He was in heaven. "I am so close," Angelica let out. Jack leaned down to give her a searching kiss, as she moved upwards to be able to reach his lips.

He was so close as well, but he wanted to drag this out. This was after all their wedding night. He pulled out and probably heard the loudest groan in frustration by Angelica he had ever heard.

She was trying to catch her breath as she looked at him.

"Sit up."

She obeyed and he pulled her up, only to press her against the wall. "Against the wall?"

"Aye, it was a long time ago we did that," he smiled wryly again. He lifted one of her legs to let it rest around him with the help of his hand in the back of her folded knee. He plunged into her again. This time she cried out in pleasure.

"Please, finish me now." Ah, he loved when she begged.

He only gave her a playful grin as he moved in a fast pace. When he felt her inner walls clench around his member as she was reaching her climax, she in turn caused him to go over the edge. He could feel how his legs shook as she for one last time groaned out loud, her nails deep dug in the skin on his back.

When he pulled back a bit he could feel how her weak and shaky legs almost did not want to carry her. With weak and shaky legs himself, he still swung an arm around her to carry her wedding-night style. He threw her carefully on the mattress of the bed, which caused her to bounce lightly.

He climbed into bed himself soon after and placed himself on top of her.

When she saw his grin, her eyes squinted questioningly yet playfully. "What?"

"I won," he said.

"How? Did you not notice in what condition I had you in outside on the balcony?" she retorted with a genuine smile.

Jack still smiled. "My daughter's name is Victoria Sparrow."

She just looked lovingly into his eyes.

"And my wife's name is Angelica Sparrow."

And with that, he leaned down to kiss his wife.

A/N: So... what did you think of this story now that you have read it all? I would be very very happy to hear an opinion. :)

In any case, if you have in idea of a one-shot you'd like to see me write: remember the following.

T"his fanfiction was originally titled a name from a song, which lyrics I instead put as chapters' titles. If you can guess the correct song's name, write that in a review together with the request you would like to see/read. Be as accurate as possible when it comes to an idea of a one-shot, like details/scenes/characters or so. I would be happy to do that for you - if you would like me to write for you."

Until next story. (I will focus on A Spanish Lullaby now).