Jack was awakened by the feel of hot breath in his face. When he woke up, he felt his heart leap at the sight of his daughter.
"Oh, Jill...you look just like your grandmother..." he said lovingly, kissing the top of her head. Little Jill squeaked in her sleep and curled her tiny little fist around Jack's finger, causing him to sigh deeply.
"And Johnny...you're gonna grow to be a helluva pirate...I can already see it..." he added to his firstborn. Johnny kept snoring a squeaky little toddler snore.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door, and Jack, rushed, threw a blanket over his thighs.
"Jack!"
That was Will...and he didn't sound happy.