Author: Tenucci
Translating: Rosette
Rating: R / NC 17

Summary: HAPPY, HAPPY, HAPPY

21.

Elizabeth walked stairs down from the backdoor of the mansion's guest house to soft grass. She was wearing her nightgown and wrapped her arms around her as the warmth of the bed and Jack's body disappeared from her body at the outside. She was barefoot, but still walked a few feet away from the house.

Once again it was new, early morning. The sun was just rising behind the sea in the east and dewdrops had appeared on bright green grass and leaves of palm trees, where exotic birds and other animals hid.

The woman breathed fresh, cold air that soon would change heavier because of the hot weather. It was July, the warmest time of the year at the place, where winter was unknown time. The hem of Elizabeth's sheer, white nightgown swayed in the wind and it was wet as she had walked on dew. The young woman raised her eyes as she wiped hair on her face behind her ear. She looked across the yard to the opposite side, where the main building was.

Elizabeth's gaze wandered on dark windows of the second floor and deep sigh escaped from her mouth that reflected her feelings of nostalgia and relief. Up there, at his own bedroom, her father rested on his bed. He was sick, but still in books of the living.

The Governor had given up of his authority for Elizabeth's husband's life and the happiness of Elizabeth, but shocks and also yesterday's hot weather had been too much for the old man. He had gotten stroke when he had been leaving from the fortress after negotiations. Of course Elizabeth had been grateful that her father was still alive. Something worse could have happened, the woman pondered as she sighed again. The doctor had said that the Governor would recover, but it could take a long time. Luckily the seizure had been mild and the old man's healthy lifestyle had saved a lot. When the Governor would recover, he would move to the Jamaica's countryside to a cozy house, where he could live the rest of his life. In the end everything had ended well.

xxx

Elizabeth's breath steamed lightly and the woman woke from her thoughts as the coldness made shivers crawl on her spine. It's better go inside, Elizabeth thought and turned her back to the mansion. Before I will end up at the bottom of the bed. After all, I am just healing from my infection… Elizabeth thought about aches of her own body, which she had gotten after rough experiences. Her breasts were so badly infected that for now she couldn't breastfeed. The woman hoped that she could feed Ron as soon as he would be in her arms again. Elizabeth squeezed her hold around herself as she missed so much her little baby. It had been too long when she last time took care of her baby.

But soon we are together again…

Elizabeth looked at the small building, where she had spent the last night. It was magnificent too, but still simpler beside the Governor's residency. Ivy climbed up along the white wall and wrapped around the balcony's iron handrail of the second floor. Elizabeth looked at the guesthouse, where her father had allowed her and Jack to stay until they could get their children from the orphanage and leave from Jamaica.

Jack was free, but it wasn't safe to stay in Port Royal with his family, especially now when the Governor had changed.

After leaving from the fortress, Jack had barely strength to travel all the way up to the mansion. Several wounds and abscessed gunshot wound, which made fever high and the starving at the cell had made the Pirate Captain weak.

When the Governor had been safely resting in his bed and the doctor had arrived to take care of the old man, Elizabeth had gotten into work at the guest house and she had ordered Jack to go to bed immediately, without listening his protests. Jack hadn't enough strength to resist and he had literately fallen onto the bed of the biggest bedroom of the house. Elizabeth had taken the part of a real housewife and ordered strictly a maid, who had waited outside of the room, to get some hot water and bandage, so that she could wash the Captain and clean his wounds. The reluctant, strongly religious old maid had squeezed her mouth into tight line and disappeared to get items that Elizabeth wanted as she mumbled something about godless sinner, who had enchanted the master's daughter.

Elizabeth had undressed dirty clothes from the almost unconscious man and thrown them to the blushing maid, who had stood behind her back and stared at Jack. Elizabeth had ordered the maid to run immediately to the laundry room and begin to wash clothes. As quickly as the maid's feet had ran into the laundry room, had began gossips about the real pirate, the most infamous one, who was in the Governor's guest house. Soon the whole house had been full of mean, frantic gossips, but Elizabeth hadn't cared about it, just listened sneaking footsteps behind the door as she had washed calmly Jack's body and cleaned the infected wound with items that the maid had brought. Jack had looked at her and Elizabeth had smiled gently and soothingly as she had removed the dirty bandage.

She had heard giggling from somewhere of the hallway, but Elizabeth hadn't cared the foolish behavior of maids, just made sure that those too curious, horny teenage girls, like she called them, hadn't dared to peek her handsome husband.

"I let lasses look at me." Jack had naturally joked in half-asleep.

"Ha, you fool, they should look someone else," Elizabeth had said angrily. "Little girls, who blush just when they hear a word 'man'…"

"Oh, how grown-up ye are right now", Jack had mumbled, grinned and patted a little clumsily Elizabeth's bum. Elizabeth couldn't help but to laugh. Jack had continued with a grimace, because the wound ached. "Ye are jealous again, darlin'…"

"What if I am", Elizabeth had answered and pretended to be angry as she had put the clean bandage on the wound. "You are mine and I won't let any sweating, pimply girls to come here and touch you…"

Jack had laughed to his woman's petty anger, but he had been too exhausted to laugh very long.

"Yes I am… I am only yours." He had said pleasedly and soon he had fallen asleep when Elizabeth had cleaned his wound silently, but smiling.

xxx

Elizabeth opened quietly the door to the bedroom, where Jack still slept in the middle of white sheets. It seemed like the room and the person wouldn't fit together, like Jack had looked more familiar with red satin sheets of his own cabin's bed than lace decorated sheets of the Governor's guestroom, but in the end Elizabeth didn't care about it. She was just happy when Jack really slept there and he wasn't just her hopeful dream. The woman looked at her husband from the door and smiled gently to Jack's calm expression, when he lay relaxed on the massive bed. The body that the Caribbean sun had tanned into bronze brown was very visible until the waist and after that it disappeared under the sheet. Black hair spread against the white pillow as pearls and trinkets glittered when first sunbeams shone through the window. Jack slept with his face towards Elizabeth, wound up and he sniffled strongly in his sleep. Elizabeth hoped distantly that Jack wouldn't have seen nightmares of the recent events.

Elizabeth closed the door behind her and walked to the bed. She was a bit worried about Jack's weight-loss and about that the man had been too tired to eat anything else but few spoonful of soup that Elizabeth had half-forcefully pushed into the pirate's mouth. He had lost too much weight during the imprisonment and she could clearly see shapes of ribs under his bandage. The other thing what Elizabeth was worried about was Jack's right eye. Jack had hurt it when guards had treated him violently and rudely and now the whole eye was bleeding and swollen close. Elizabeth had tried to clean it and put a bandage to cover the eye, but she couldn't stop fearing that maybe Jack would never see with it again. But at the same time Elizabeth knew that Jack would survive and soon return back to himself again. The man just needed a few days of rest and few meals… maybe a little rum too and he would be cheerful, funny and charming himself again.

Elizabeth climbed into the bed and raised the sheet. The woman couldn't prevent her gaze to fall down and little blush and girlish smile lightened Elizabeth's face as she lay next to her husband and wrapped her arms around him. Elizabeth laughed to herself as she thought that Jack still had the same kind of effect in her like in those blushing maids, who argued at the kitchen who would be the one to carry the tray to Jack's room.

Jack grunted pleasedly in his sleep and he also wrapped his hand around the familiar, feminine body and buried his face against Elizabeth's neck as he inhaled the sweetly familiar scent of his wife.

Just wait when you will get better, my dearest… Elizabeth thought as she still smiled and she was very aware of the nakedness and closeness of her dear Captain. She felt that her heart beat faster just because of the thought and she pressed her forehead against Jack's as she caressed the nape covered with black hair. Just wait when this all is over, children are with us again and we are somewhere far away, just you and me at somewhere quiet place… Then I will not stop you…

No… I will absolutely provoke you.

xxx

Later on that day, Elizabeth had already dressed and done some work like taking care of Jack's clothes and she had gotten Jack's weapons back from the prison. She had also ordered to make dinner and while she was walking from the kitchen, she visited in the pantry, where they kept wines and other drinks. She grabbed a dark green bottle with her and then returned to Jack, who she guarded like an eagle. Elizabeth feared every time when she walked into the room that Jack wouldn't be there, that he would have disappeared like ground would have swallowed him or like smoke into the air. That his death would be true… But there Jack lay and this time he kept his face towards the window when Elizabeth came into the room. The sun shone lower behind the window and kissed with its last sunbeams Jack's chest and tattooed stomach.

Elizabeth reluctantly turned her eyes away from that sight and glanced at the wall clock. Soon would be time to leave to get children. She had sent a word to the orphanage that she would pick up Alexander and Ron in the evening and children have to be ready. The woman almost laughed aloud happily as she knew that soon her whole family would be together again after so long, too long time.

Suddenly a voice from the bed said with a familiar, playful tone: "I haven't slept in this kind of magnificent bed for awhile…" Jack turned his face towards Elizabeth and laughed a little sleepily at his wife's stunned face.

"Though I maybe think that me own bed is better… But any bed is cozy as long as ye are there also.."

Insightful smile appeared to Elizabeth's face like bright light had lightened her face and she rushed across the floor as she shouted: "Jack! You are awake!"

Jack laughed and straightened out his hands towards the woman and then he took her into his arms. "Of course I am! I don't want to sleep the whole day when I have better things to do…"

Elizabeth smiled and held him tightly as she was careful with his wound.

"And what are those better things to do?" Elizabeth asked and bent over Jack's face as she desired the touch of his lips. She put the rumbottle on the bedside table. That should wait now.

"What would ye think?" Jack grinned as he took his hand on Elizabeth's nape and pulled the woman's head closer that he could kiss his wife gently on the mouth.

As their lips touched each other, Elizabeth closed her eyes and let her fingers caress Jack's tangled dreadlocks. She answered to the kiss with her all yearning, love and passion. She had an endless storage of those

feelings to that man and she gave it all without being ashamed and stingy. For so long she had waited for this moment. The moment that they would be together again without danger and mocking glances.

Jack started immediately to get more wilder because of their kiss and he wrapped his arms roughly around Elizabeth's waist as he then moved them to caress the woman's nape and back. Elizabeth moaned against Jack's mouth and turned instinctively from over him on her back as Jack followed immediately her movement and moved on her as their lips never parted.

"Should we lock the door, luv..?" Jack grunted into Elizabeth's ear with voice filled with passion and sucked gently a pearl earring into his mouth. "Or do ye want that yer maids will have some more to gossip about..?

"Jack… Ooh…" Was everything that Elizabeth was able to say as Jack's hand moved uninhibitedly to inside the neckline of her dress. He began to squeeze her other breast and play with her hard nipple. "Jack… You are sick…" Elizabeth tried to say, but at the same time she arched her back as her body answered to Jack's touch like beautiful instrument answers in the hold of a talented musician.

"Exactly, I am sickly in love with ye", Jack grinned and already opened Elizabeth's dark green dress and fumbled his wife's perfect breasts. "I'm in my best condition… Don't worry at all…"

"My dearest, I don't want that something happens to you when we make love..." Elizabeth said playfully as she breathed passionately when Jack laughed and began to suck Elizabeth's breast. A moan escaped from Elizabeth's mouth and she grabbed of Jack's head to get more of his mouth's gentle, hot touch and the tickling of the black beard against her skin.

"Do ye hint that I am in the age of heart attacks?" Jack blamed and held his laugh as he drew invisible line between Elizabeth's breasts with his tongue. "That me heart can't stand any shaggin' anymore?"

"Jack, I don't…" Elizabeth began with a giggle and let out a deep sigh when other breast got the same gentle treatment also. Her thinking was turning a little difficult.

"Then what..?" Jack mumbled as he licked wet milk from the nipple.

"I just… I don't want that you stress yourself yet…" Elizabeth sighed when Jack bit her chin and moved better on her as he captured her body between himself and the bed.

"I turn more stressed if I won't have ye." Jack growled against Elizabeth's lips and made the woman smile happily. They kissed again and not a single protest appeared to Elizabeth's mind.

Her world was disappearing into gentle, passionately strong mist of lust and she closed her eyes as she caressed her husband's face, which part of it had been covered with bandage, repeating Jack's name, sucking the name in her mouth like sweet candy and enjoying the pirate's talented hands and lips, which made lovely sensations to her. She couldn't resist anymore and pulled Jack more closer to her as she wrapped her legs around his waist and hands around his neck. As Elizabeth begged more deep kisses, Jack just made a quick, but hot kiss on Elizabeth's lips and told his wife to get up on her knees. Elizabeth did as she was told as she grinned to Jack's rush and at the same time the man began to pull the dress off her. Surely Elizabeth understood her lusting pirate, who had slept with her over a year ago and she let willingly him to undress her. She wanted it as much as he did.

Elizabeth's dress flew on the floor and Jack took a hold of her naked body like the owner as he bent to devour with his hungry lips on her breasts, squeezing her bum with his dirty fingers and mumbling naughty suggestions against her skin. They sank into the bed and wrapped their naked bodies together as they turned more enthusiastic.

"Jack… Oh… Please… I have waited for so long…" Elizabeth sputtered when she felt Jack's fingers moving up on her thigh. She was so hot, so ready for Jack that she made Jack gasp against Elizabeth's neck as he felt it on his fingers and on his whole body.

"Oh… I am comin' to it, luv…" Jack moaned as he moved his fingers closer to sensitive stop and Elizabeth moaned even more wildly into his dark, already sweating hair.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door and before the couple managed to react aloud, the door opened and there was a maid with a pile of Jack's clothes. The girl stared in shock at two panting, naked person. Her eyes saw Jack's firm butt that was quite visible in between Elizabeth's thighs and then she turned her gaze away as red blush spread over her face.

Elizabeth with messed hair, Jack on her, stared at the maid and then managed to say with her hoarse voice: "L… Leave it there…"

Jack tried to prevent himself from laughing to the amusing situation and glanced at Elizabeth's red face as his eyes sparkled mischievously. The girl stumbled to the bureau and same time Jack pulled the sheet to cover himself and his wife. Elizabeth had recovered from her shock and hid under the sheet with blushing face and made Jack chuckle more. The pirate rolled beside his woman, leaning against his elbow. He was amused and somewhat displeased to the interruption, but naturally he wasn't embarrassed at all, just followed calmly with his healthy, dark eye how the maid put his clothes on the bureau and then walked to the door.

"Mister Swann… asks you to come to dinner with him at the mansion." The girl said barely aloud as she still couldn't look to the bed. The maid turned to leave. "He wishes you to be there in fifteen minutes…" The girl left the room quickly and closed the door.

Elizabeth hid a moment under the sheet and waited that the worst embarrassment would disappear and then she looked at her husband smiling ashamed. Jack let out a deep sigh and lay on the bed as he yelled: "Is every goddess of the sea and destiny against me when they won't allow me to shag me own wife..?!" Jack rubbed his healthy eye with a frown and Elizabeth began to laugh. "I am goin' insane soon! It's not healthy to be without yer sweet embrace for this long! Ye know… anythin' can happen to me if I can't…"

"Oh, poor man", Elizabeth pitied as she tried not to laugh and put her finger on Jack's lips. "We have time…" She said gently and kissed Jack's nose.

Jack looked at the ceiling with a sigh and pulled his wife in his arms for a moment, before they would obey the Governor's request.

xxx

St. Carolina's orphanage wasn't one of those pleasant looking houses at Port Royal. It was an old, gloomy stone house in the centre of the town, near the cathedral. The paint of the walls had decayed in the heavy rains and the heat of the sun. It was one of the oldest buildings at Jamaica. It had been monastery, but now children, who had lost their parents, lived there.

Elizabeth opened an iron gate and thought with fear what her eldest son had pondered in his little head while she had been gone and he had been dragged around the Jamaica. Will he be angry to me? Will he blame me for abandonment? Am I a bad mother? Elizabeth pondered and without noticing, she whispered her questions aloud in the darkening evening.

"Ye are not a bad mother, darlin'" Said Jack, who followed his wife to the orphanage. He had dressed in his own clothes and the sword swayed in its sheath against Jack's hip. "Ye are the world's best mother… just believe it."

"Then why I don't feel like it?" Elizabeth asked and walked to a small garden, where grew just one tree inside of a high hedge. How gloomy place for children…

"Ye change yer mind as soon as kids see ye." Jack calmed and fixed the bandage of his eye under his tricorne hat. He was secretly a little nervous to see his sons. But still he waited for it so much. He wanted to feel proud when he would see his lively and wild firstborn and younger Ron, who he hadn't even met yet. Jack was a bit displeased that he wasn't so healthy, because he never wantsed to scare children or hurt their feelings. He had done it enough already.

Elizabeth had told Jack to go to sleep after dinner, but the man had stubbornly wanted to come with his wife to get children. Elizabeth hadn't had any other choice than to agree, though she had promised that she would bring children immediately to Jack at the Governor's guesthouse, but Jack hadn't wanted to lie down anymore.

The gate creaked and closed behind them. A shiver went through Elizabeth's body, but still she was impatient to go inside and see her children again, whatever Alexander would think of her… She began to walk on a sandy road to the door and Jack followed behind her as he limped a little.

xxx

Elizabeth and Jack walked in a deserted main hall that was lightened with few candles on the walls. They didn't see anyone, apparently children were sleeping already. It was about nine o'clock. The marble floor echoed of their footsteps and the sound bounced from walls, when they took a few more steps past old paintings, which portrayed gloomy and angry women dressed in black and white. Those must've been abbedissat of the former monastery, Elizabeth pondered and glanced at the women's clothes. The rustle of her hems disappeared and steps of Jack's boots stopped when they suddenly stopped to listen voices from the upstairs.

Jack looked at stairs and suddenly a little boy ran down stairs. An angry woman followed him and she was dressed in simple black dress and a white bonnet. Elizabeth eyes widened and she took her hand on her chest when she recognized her own little Alexander.

"Stupid bitch!" Alexander shouted with his high-pitched child voice and ran faster down stairs. Elizabeth stared at the boy and didn't even realize to start scolding the child's reckless running in round stairs. Jack didn't even realize to start laughing at the boy's rude manner of speaking.

"Come back, you little monster!" The nanny yelled and suddenly she noticed the couple, who stood at downstairs. The woman stopped in stairs as she breathed stunnedly: "Oh, you are here already!"

At the same time, Alexander jumped from the last step to the marble floor. The boy was so enthusiastic that he hadn't even noticed the woman and the man at the main hall. The boy raised his eyes and stared expressionlessly at the beautiful woman, who had dressed in green dress and stared at him with tears falling on her cheeks. The woman let out a shivering sigh and descended to crouch as she spread her arms and laughed: "Alex-dear… Mom is here..!"

Alexander glanced quickly to Jack, who stood behind Elizabeth and waited how the boy would decide to react. Alexander's face was full of disbelief that soon changed into pure confusion of a child. Jack took a step closer to his wife and then set his hand on her shoulder as he said: "Well, son, are ye not goin' to say hello to yer mother?"

Apparently at that moment Alexander decided to believe that father wasn't just hallucination and a little voice escaped from his mouth: "Dad?"

"Yes, it is me." Jack answered as he smiled carefully to his son.

"What are you doing here?" Alexander asked in disbelief and scratched his head.

"I came to get ye and yer brother together with yer mother." Jack said calmly and squeezed sobbing Elizabeth's shoulder. The woman squeezed his hand and waited impatiently that she could embrace her son.

"Why you weren't at home?" Alexander asked tirelessly and crossed his arms like he had seen grown-ups doing.

"Ouch", Jack mumbled and sighed deeply. How can I explain this? "I've been travellin'."

"Where?"

"Here and there. But now I am here with ye."

Alexander still looked at his father in disbelief and Jack had hard time being serious as he saw his son to raise his chin a quite familiar, proud way.

"Why weren't you taking care of us? I mean… mom and Ron. You don't have to protect me."

"Is that so?" Jack raised his eyebrow as he smiled.

"What are you doing here, I thought that you should be on your journeys?" The boy asked again as he put hands on his hips. Elizabeth smiled to Jack without moving her eyes off Alexander. The boy was so cute when he tried to be like a grown-up man.

Jack still tried not to smile and he said as seriously as he could like he would have been talking with a very important person: "Yer mother sought me, because she needed me help. And here I am now."

"But you should have realized to come here without that mom needed to send us here and there. She could have been with us and never would have needed to begin to seek you." They heard self-satisfied answer. Alexander took even more manly position and looked at his father defiantly. Elizabeth almost chuckled and looked at Jack, trying not to laugh as she cried in happiness.

Jack couldn't prevent himself to grin anymore and he answered: "Ye are absolutely right that I should've realized it myself, but ye see… those kind of brilliant ideas don't appear into me head like to ye and yer mother…"

"So you have drunk too much rum again?" The boy asked immediately. At that moment, Elizabeth couldn't hold her laugh and she chuckled as she wiped her eyes. Jack kept his face admirably calm except little grins and he said: "That's got somethin' to do with it."

"What happened to your eye?" Alexander worried and took a step closer to his parents. The nanny went back to upstairs, apparently to get Alexander's items.

"That's a long story." Jack answered with a laugh.

"But I want to hear it." Alexander said quickly and Elizabeth like Jack too, laughed to the familiar determination.

"I promise to tell it until the very end", Jack answered. "Now yer mother had waited a long enough."

Alexander's gaze returned back to Elizabeth and suddenly the boy seemed to realize that his mother was really there again with her safe and warm embrace. The child's dark eyes looked at the woman with distress and soon eyes were filled with tears when Alexander decided to be just a 6-years old, lost little boy. Elizabeth bit her lip while new tears of happiness streamed from her eyes. She spread her arms once again and waved Alexander to come to her.

For a second the boy stood still and then began to run. He jumped to Elizabeth's arms and wrapped his little hands around mother's neck as he was already crying. Elizabeth raised the boy in her embrace and tightened her hold around the child's body as she gasped and sputtered soothing words into his blackish brown hair.

Finally we are together again… finally!

Jack looked with a smile at that reunion and he was pleased that the boy hadn't blamed him too much...Not yet anyway… Suddenly his thoughts were interrupted when he heard a baby crying. Elizabeth was still too focused embracing and soothing Alexander, so that she didn't pay attention to the sound. Jack turned to look at stairs and noticed that the nanny had come back. In her other hand she was carrying a little bag and on her other arm was a little baby crying. The quite old woman looked at the sobbing mother and the son and then at the standing man, who apparently was a pirate. The woman didn't seem to be afraid at all. She was looking like a woman, who had seen and experienced quite a lot in her life and so she didn't bother to fear a one pirate.

"I was told that you are coming. Here are children and their things." The woman swayed Ron in her arm, but the baby was apparently angry when he had been awakened from his sleep, dressed and began to carry somewhere out of the warmthness of a cradle.

Jack took a careful step closer as he was curious to see the baby's face. The woman smiled amusedly to his confusion and said: "Yes, he is yours, sir. No doubt about it. The similarity is impressive."

"Really?" Jack laughed a bit nervously about what he should do and came to see his child closer. The small, red face was crying unpleasantly and tiny fists waved in the air. Jack turned his head as his other eyebrow was stunnedly raised and he looked the child like in several perspectives. The baby didn't even seem to notice him, just cried and yelled in the nanny's arm.

Elizabeth and Alexander's crying and excited voices talked a bit farther. Elizabeth mentioned Ron's name and Jack guessed that she had already noticed the baby's presence. But Jack was too enchanted of Ron's small, angry face that he couldn't turn to look what the situation was behind him. Jack raised his hand carefully and glanced the nanny's more amused and gentle face. Jack laughed again and asked: "May I…?"

"Of course, he is your son." The nanny said and raised the child encouragingly to Jack.

Jack too raised his hands towards the baby, took carefully a hold of him under his armpits and lifted him carefully from the nanny's arms. The baby still cried, but it turned more confused whining when Jack raised Ron in his arms and examined the child. Tiny feet swayed in the air and suddenly Jack lifted the baby against his shoulder and held of the little bum and fragile back. The nanny smiled and seemed to be pleased that Jack could hold the little baby right. The woman nodded to Jack and put the bag on the floor as she then went back to the upstairs.

Jack took few steps and began to talk to the baby, like he had talked to Alexander when he had cried in sleepless nights. Elizabeth walked next to Jack with Alexander in her arms and looked spellbouded at the meeting of Jack and Ron. The woman tightened her hold around Alexander and leaned her cheek against the child's head as she just looked at her husband and their younger son together. Jack glanced at Elizabeth as he had a wide smile and his dark, healthy eye sparkled… maybe because of a little, rare touching feeling. "He is perfect." Jack's gaze said to wife, who knew her dearest thoroughly. The woman answered to him with a gentle smile and let out blissful sigh of happiness. Once again words were useless between them. Soon Jack turned his gaze back to Ron and continued his slowly walking with the baby in his arms.

Ron rubbed his little face against the shoulder of his father's grayish blue coat, smelled strange scents of cigarette, salt and something undefined as he listened the low voice that was somehow so soothing and familiar.

"That's right, there is no reason to cry anymore", the voice said and rough beard tickled Ron's forehead. The baby decided not to cry anymore and took a hold of the beard with his little fist and pulled with his all might.

"Ouch!" Jack grimaced, but he didn't raise his voice at all. Elizabeth chuckled happily. Jack tried to make the baby to let go of his beard. "Owowow, let go of daddy's beard." He begged as Elizabeth and Alexander laughed beside him.

Jack glanced at them as he acted upset and said with talented calm face: "Ye should try this yourselves, if ye had this kind of magnificent beard like I have!"

The laughter just grew louder and finally Ron let go of Jack's beard. The baby's quick hands moved restlessly and the boy voiced happily when he got a hold one of Jack's tangled dreadlock. Jack sighed as a sign of surrender and smiled though his head ached.

"Quite a lad ye are. We just met and now ye are turnin' violent already…" Jack mumbled to his son and he laughed with his toothless mouth to that funny man, who had interesting hair that he got a good hold of. Jack couldn't help but to laugh as he saw that little boy's happy face. He kissed the child on his forehead and mumbled against it: "Me son… No doubt about it…"

xxx

On the next afternoon, Jack was walking with his family on a hill behind the mansion. He had refused to lie in the bed anymore and said that he would get better faster when he was able to spent time with Elizabeth and children. And naturally he was still enchanted about Ron. He wanted to hold the baby in every possible situation and when Elizabeth tried again to breastfeed Ron, Jack just stared beside her a little goofy smile on his face. Elizabeth teased that for a once Jack stared something else than her breasts when her dress was open.

The sunny hill was perfect place to sit and admire the sea, where golden beams played on the waves and silver fishes made the sea look like moving mass of jewels that continued endlessly.

They had taken boys safely to the Governor's house yesterday and grandfather Swann had also wanted to see his grandchildren from his sickbed. They had spent the whole night talking about experiences as Ron had slept either in his father's or grandfather's arms. Jack and the Governor had managed to make some civilized talking, but they had done it because of Elizabeth. Mostly Jack had kept away from the Governor's bed and sat on the huge armchair at the corner of the room. Though he was now a free man, he still felt a bit uncomfortable at the house of the King's man.

Elizabeth had apologized the late time from his father, kissed his old forehead and the Sparrow family had left into their own bedrooms. At the guesthouse Elizabeth had ordered her husband and sons to bed and finally they all had fallen asleep in the same bed.

Now Elizabeth and Jack sat next to each other on the grass, Ron slept with full stomach in a basket beside them and Alexander examined the nature with his childish curiosity. Jack smoked his cigarette and Elizabeth let the sun shine to her face as she leaned against her husband's shoulder.

"We need to leave here", Jack said suddenly and stubbed out his cigarette on the grass. "I don't like that new guy at all. He surely makes troubles to us if we stay here."

"Not just a lousy thief?" Elizabeth said with a smile and opened her eyes. Nothing could have ruined her good mood. And it wasn't Jack's purpose. He was exceptionally happy when he was middle of his little family. The laughing man put his hand on Elizabeth's shoulder and whispered into the woman's hair: "Hmm… Yer own barbarian, aye?"

Elizabeth smiled playfully and turned to look into Jack's eyes. "Aye."

Jack bent down and touched with his mouth on Elizabeth's tempting lips. "Just wait when kids fall asleep in their own room, then I will show ye how brutal and cruel man I can be. I will show all of me the most horrible tricks… Ye know…"

Elizabeth laughed against Jack's mouth and whispered: "Hold your tongue, you dirtbag… Your sons are here…"

"Mmm…" Jack mumbled and caressed Elizabeth's lips with his own. "I can't wait that Ron inherits all of my deviousness. Wanna bet that his first word is…"

"I don't want to hear!" Elizabeth giggled and wrapped her arms aroud Jack to surrender to a gentle kiss with him as the sun caressed their skins tenderly and the wind swayed their hair.

But suddenly Alexander shouted with his familiar way from somewhere farther: "Stop that grossly kissing!"

"What gross?" Jack mumbled against his wife's mouth, but sighed and turned to look what was the matter. Elizabeth also turned to look at the edge of the rock, where the boy stood as dark, small figure against the sun. But something else behind the boy made them focused on something farther at the sea, towards the horizon. Something dark and very familiar.

Jack got up immediately and squinted his healthy eye as he shaded it with his hand. Elizabeth got up also and they stared at the sight together.

Alexander ran to his parents enthusiastically and shouted as he pointed at the sea: "Dad! Do you see it!?"

"Aye," Jack answered and his trademark grin lightened his face. "I see it very well…"

There it sailed towards them, keel splitting surges, black sails slamming in the wind, familiar crew working on the deck. The sun reflected from lanterns and the beautiful wooden decorations at the stern and bow. Jack could almost hear the mute helmsman's parrot yelling and men's swearing and whistling.

It approached them with fast speed, after all it was the fastest ship in the Caribbean.

The Black Pearl had arrived to pick up the Captain.