"Jack, we need to talk." Lara said looking angry and impatient. It was the middle of the night and she just spent half an hour trying to sooth Harvey, who woke up crying because of a nightmare.

"What? Can't we talk in the morning?" Jack answered sleepily, turning on the other side of the bed.

"No. We'll talk right now, because this is important." Lara continued, while shaking his shoulder. Seeing that just physical contact, even if brutal, wasn't working, Lara left the cabin. She took a bucket, filled it with water from the ocean and she went back inside the cabin, while the few crew members that were on their post were staring at her, smiling at what her actions might mean.

This time Lara didn't say anything, she went to the bed and with no warning she threw the bucket of water over the sleeping captain. Jack jumped up scared and started cursing. After a few well placed cuss words, he turned around to look at Lara, who was still standing with the bucket on her hands.

"Bloody hell, woman! What's gotten into you?"

"Well, if the easy way doesn't work, you go the hard way. I said we need to talk. Now." Lara left the bucket on the floor and she pulled Jack out of the bed, leading him at one of the chairs next to the table.

"What is so important? What couldn't wait till morning?" Jack asked grumpily sitting on the chair and glaring at Lara.

"Did you tell to our four year old son the story of how you've been eaten by the Kraken?" Lara remained standing, towering over Jack.

Jack looked at her, thinking if he should lie or not, but he realized that she would know right away that he wasn't truthful, also he wasn't sure why she would think that he did something wrong. He was sure that she wasn't pleased about the situation. He knew her well enough, and even if he would have just met her he would have known that; when someone throws water on you and drags you out of bed and then that someone is standing tall, brows furrowed it's a clear sign that the person in question is not happy. "Yes, I did. He wanted a bedtime story."

"And that was the story you chose? A story about a huge sea monster that ate his father?! Are you totally bonkers?" Lara exploded.

"I didn't tell him it really happened. I just said it as a story. He liked it."

"Of course he did. But now is the second night in a row that he wakes up in the middle of the night crying. It took me half an hour to calm him down."

"I didn't hear him."

"Of course you didn't. Listen, stop telling scary stories to Harvey. You can fill his head with horrifying tales when he's a little older, until then you will only chose monster free and death free stories."

"Or I stop telling stories all together." Jack pouted, upset that he's parenting skills were criticized. He considered himself a great father and the fact that Lara was implying that he did something wrong was making him go in stubborn and uncooperative mode.

"I don't want you to stop. He loves spending time with you and the bedtime story time is he's favourite. You just have to adjust your stories for his age. Oh, and next time he wakes up crying you'll go and calm him down."

"Well if I'm such a bad father, maybe that wouldn't be such a good idea, so you'll tell him stories and you'll continue soothing him."

"I never said you're a bad father, Jack." Lara never thought that Jack was bad at this parenting thing, that was not what she wanted him to understand. She played all she said in her head trying to figure out where did he got the wrong idea, but not finding any word that she uttered that might even slightly suggest that Jack was a bad father she continued "And I have no idea why you think that that was what I was saying. The only thing that I'm saying is that you've got to be careful with what you say to Harvey. He's brain is like a sponge. He retains all the information, but he doesn't have the experience and maturity to understand all of it. You can't expect him to not get scared of monsters, be them real or not. He's still a little boy."

"I know he's still little. I honestly didn't think it would hunt he's dreams. I wasn't planning to cause him nightmares."

"I know. And I wasn't implying that you're a bad father. I wasn't even thinking it. In fact, I must say, you're a much better father that I ever thought you could be. I'm quite impressed actually."

Lara approached Jack and sat on his lap, kissing him lightly. "You'll get wet." Jack said motioning to his still wet clothes. "Oh, I'm planning on it." Lara answered leaning in for a kiss, catching Jack's smirking lips into hers.

"Daddy, is mommy you're woman?" Harvey asked Jack, while getting ready for bed.

"Why are you asking?"

"Well, that man, the one that got here when we were on land, was talking with Mister Gibbs, and Mister Gibbs told him that mommy is the captain's woman. You're the captain, daddy."

"Mister Gibbs was right." Jack answered, he's mind thinking back at the new addition to the crew. He didn't like to know that the new comer was thinking about his woman, and even though he was confident on Lara's feelings towards him, it didn't mean that he wanted other men to try and woo her.

"That's why mommy sleeps in the same bed with you?" Harvey questioned, trying to explain to himself what that really meant.

"Yes. Now get under the blanket." Jack pulled the blanket up and waited for the small boy to climb in bed.

"I want a new story."

"Alright. What story do you want to hear?"

"I want to know how you and mommy met."

"That was a very long time ago."

"And you can't remember because you're old?" Harvey asked with curiosity, there was no malice in his voice, he just knew that old people forget, because Lara told him so.

"I do remember. And I'm not old. Who said I'm old?"

"Marty said you're getting older. Is mum old too?"

"No. Mum is younger than me. And I'm not old. Do you want to hear the story or not?" Even if he didn't consider himself old, the fact that people were starting to talk about him getting older made him angry and a little concerned that maybe they were right.

"Yes. Tell me the story."

"Well, the first time I met your mother she was very young. I met her on her father's ship, The Rogue. And she asked me a lot of questions. Kind of the way you're asking me."

"Was she four?"

"No, she was around fourteen."

"Mommy says that I ask so many questions because I'm four."

"Yes, and if you're going to be like your mother, then you'll never going to stop asking questions, not even when you'll grow up." Jack answered smiling.

"And did you know you'll marry mommy when you met her?"

"No. I never knew that's going to happen."

"And what happened next?"

"Well next we met again after ten years. We met in a cell, in Port Royal."

"And she was beautiful." Harvey said, he wasn't asking, he knew that to be true.

"Yes she was very beautiful. How do you know?"

"Because when I meet her every morning I think she's beautiful."

"That's what I think too, lad. Every morning."

"What happened in the cell?"

"We talked and planed how to take back this ship from Barbossa, who stole it from me. And then we managed to escape from there, with a little help, and we went to Tortuga, where we gathered a crew and …" Jack stopped talking. He tucked in Harvey who was already asleep and blew the candle leaving the dark room and heading for his bed. Lara insisted to make a separate room on the captain's quarters for Harvey, and even though at first Jack wasn't very happy about it, thinking that their privacy might have to suffer, night's like this, when he was tired he appreciated the fact that he could crawl in bed right away, not having to move around the ship to get to his cabin, not being pulled left and right by the crew, who would want a thing or another to discuss with him.

"I think it's time Jack."

"Time for what, love? Another child? Didn't you say that you don't want any more children?"

"I did, but … You're face got white as a sheet. You're so easy, Jack. I meant it's time to teach Harvey how to fence. And according to our a deal, that's your job."

"Aaa. Right. Don't you think it might be a little early. He just turned six."

"Yes, I know. But I started training when I was six, it's the right moment. Plus, sooner he learns, better he will be."

"Alright. What about the pistols?"

"That can wait. I'll teach him some fighting techniques that I've learned in Japan. You'll teach him sword fighting. We'll get to pistols when he's ten."

Harvey was a fast learner, he had some native skills that were very useful in his trainings. He was growing to be the best combination of his parents, looks and personality wise. He had Jack's dark hair and Lara's green eyes, Jack's lips and nose and Lara's cheekbones and forehead, Jack's manipulative skills and Lara's curiosity, Jack's wits and Lara's humour, which made him quite a menace on the ship. He was annoying people all over, but in the same time they liked him and they were unable to hold a grudge against him.

Jack was even encouraging him sometimes, giving him ideas and having a blast watching his son pulling pranks on the crew members, that was until Lara caught up with what he was doing and she had a fight with him, telling him that Harvey was capable of enough chaos without Jack's help.

One of the evenings, when they finished with the work on the ship and Harvey finished his writing and reading lessons with Lara, Jack was at the helm, looking down on deck at his son who was playing with Oscar, who was by now an old cat. Lara came up to him and as usually she kissed him, getting herself in his arms, between him and the helm.

"What are you thinking about so intently?" she asked.

"I was thinking that I actually managed to reach immortality." Jack answered seriously, hugging Lara with one arm and kissing her neck.

Lara didn't answer. She knew what he meant and she was happy. She was happy for the way things worked out. Her doubts about Jack as a father, have long been gone, so were the doubts that marriage will break them apart. Yes it wasn't easy and they both had to work for it, but they were happy. Lara turned around and got her arms around her husband's neck, she looked in his eyes, noticing that sparkle that made her so crazy for him.

"Jack?"

"Lara?"

"I'm happy I've met you."

Jack chuckled. "I am too, love."