Jack and The Black Pearl belong to Disney. The nameless stowaway is mine. This is a little graphic.

Chapter 11

Tatiana still had a fever after a few days. She was delirious and constantly asking for Jack. Jack sat by her bed with their son and watched her slowly slip away.

JACK'S POINT OF VIEW

She looks so upset. Her son, my son, OUR son is here and yet the fever will not break its hold. Is it because she has no desire to be hurt by me?

She looks so helpless and here I am, powerless to stop her sickness.

NORMAL POV

Tatiana woke up to see Jack sitting next to her in a chair with their son. She looked at Jack, who was cooing at the baby. She smiled because Jack would not harm their son, he had his heir.

"Jack…" She whispered.

"Tatiana, I was so worried about you." Jack said, as he stood up and sat on her bed.

"What did you threaten?" Tatiana asked, knowing him well.

"To kill the doctors and lay waste to the Caribbean with our son at my side."

"You have not named him yet?" Tatiana asked, curiously.

"No, I was waiting for you. What do you wish to name the child?"

"Jack. After you, you didn't leave me. You care about me."

"Of course I do." Jack said, embracing her. "I am sorry that I wanted to hurt you and I am sorry about Rose. Please forgive me, Princess."

"I forgive you. I want to stay with you." Tatiana kissed him. "I want to hold my son."

She took her son and held him. The boy began to cry and his dutiful mother fed him until he fell asleep. She smiled at Jack and at Jack, Jr. She was happy for the first time in months and she couldn't wait to go home to the Caribbean.

"What are you thinking about?" Jack asked.

"How wonderful life will be with our little treasure." She answered.

She sighed with content and wondered what life would hold for her now.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Sorry it's a short chapter. I wanted to update, but I didn't have a lot of time. I will be going on Thanksgiving Break soon and I will be able to update most of my stories. Thanks for your patience.