"Two?" Jack stood unbelieving in the delivery room after the babies were born. "But … but … but…" He slowly fell to the ground, unconscious. The doctor looked back at me.
"Will he be alright?"
"Oh of course, Doctor. He's a pirate. I guess he just surprised himself a little." The doctor chuckled and left the room, carefully avoiding the lump in the doorway. I looked down at the two babies in my arms, quietly sleeping.
"Well, Jack, you certainly are a wonder." I kissed the tiny heads. "Peter and Sarah Sparrow." I looked over at Jack. "If only your father was conscious. He'd be so proud." Jack stirred a little as if he heard me.
"I'd be even better if you could help me up."
"Sorry, sweetheart. I can't help you there." He got up from the floor and walked over to me. He sat down next to my legs and stared at the babies.
"Can I hold one?" I laughed at him.
"Jack, they're as much your babies as they are mine. Of course you can hold one." I handed him Peter and he almost looked frightened when Peter started to cry.
"It's makin' noise! What did I do?" I giggled at his expression.
"Calm down, Jack. Put him on your shoulder and pat his back." Jack did so and was rewarded with a burp. He laughed a little.
"Sounds just like me." He brought Peter back down into his arms and let Peter grab his finger. "He's so tiny. And white." (Well, compared to Jack anyway...)
"Jack, remember you said that we were going to stay on land for a while, until the babies are older?" Jack looked up at me and then he turned back to Peter.
"Yes, I remember. I'm going to get a job today." I could see the pain in his eyes from the mention of not being on the sea.
"Jack, I know how much you love the sea, but it's no place for a baby. I promise that as soon as they're old enough, we'll be back on the sea before you can say 'Barbossa'."
"Or before I can kill him." He smiled at me. The door opened and Gibbs stepped in.
"Captain, Ma'am. Sorry to interrupt, but shouldn't we be settin' sail soon?" Jack stood up and faced Gibbs.
"Gibbs, take over the ship and set sail for England. The crew should be able to find work there." Gibbs looked shocked.
"You aren't going to let a woman and babies keep you from the sea, are you?" Jack stared back at him and didn't answer. "I told you women were bad luck! Goodbye, Jack. I only hope that that woman doesn't keep you from the sea forever, if you'll excuse my words, Ma'am." He shoved his hat on and left in a huff.
Jack got work with a cartographer and bought us a house later that week. We moved all of our belongings into it and Jack brought some of the ship's furniture. The house only had two rooms but it was cozy and next to the sea. Jack tied up AnaMaria's boat in front of it on the harbor.
I set the babies down to sleep on the captain's bed and went outside to see Jack. He was cleaning the boat and repairing the sails. I jumped down into the boat. He looked up from the mound of sails and smiled.
"Shouldn't you be inside, tending to the babies?" He began to thread the needle and pricked himself with it. He yelped in pain.
"My first priority is my husband." I reached out and took his bleeding finger. I brought it to my mouth and sucked the blood off. I smiled seductively and ran my fingers up his arm, over his shoulder and up his neck. I kissed him passionately and then pulled away.
"Do you miss the sea?" He smiled and looked at me hungrily.
"Not anymore!" Grabbing me, he kissed me again.
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