[Okay, I'm sorry about the delay but I've been sick all week, so please forgive me. Have fun!]

We sailed on and on for days until we hit a port in Panama. [Bang! Ha ha!] Jack tied up the ship and picked up Peter.

"Come on. Let's go to the town, shall we?" He began to walk off.

"Jack, wait." I positioned Sarah on my hip and caught up with him.

"What's on your mind luv?" I stopped and stared at him. He smiled back at me and Peter grabbed at his hair.

"Nothing. Let's just get out of here." We walked around town for a while until Jack decided that we should get tickets and board a ship. He walked up to the ticket booth and smiled at the ticket master.

"Four tickets to um…" he looked around at the places that the ships were going. "Singapore." The ticket master lifted his head to look through his dirty spectacles.

"You ain't a pirate, are ya'?" I stepped forward.

"Sir, would a pirate have two children and a loving wife?" The ticket master looked at me and frowned.

"Well, I reckon he wouldn't. Four tickets it is." He gave them to us and we walked to get our bags.

"Jack, can I ask you something?"

"Of course." I set Sarah down on a trunk.

"Singapore?" I asked with one eyebrow up. Jack smiled at me.

"It was either that, or England. Besides, what is the worst that could happen?"

Of course he had to ask that. We spent the next two months on sea, everyday wishing for the sight of land, not islands. Peter and Sarah adjusted to the sea life and Jack was glad to be back on the sea. Even though he was not the Captain.

One time, we landed on an island inhabited by a tribe of Indian women. They greeted us on the shore and rushed us to their camp. They showered the men with necklaces and food and scowled at me. I sat by Jack eating some of his food.

"What do you suppose they want?" Jack shrugged and one of them walked up to him. She sat down in his lap and ran her fingers over his chest.

"Would you like to come with me?" She said, almost purring. Jack's face turned crescent red and he gulped.

"Sorry. Taken." She looked back at me and growled.

"Have it your way." She got up and stomped off. Jack looked back at me and blinked a few times. I tilted my head and smiled, inching my way towards him.

"She wasn't prettier than me, was she?" I ran a few fingers lightly over his jawbone and traced his ear. He gulped again.

"Of-of course not." I could tell that he was trying to keep himself off of me.

"Of course she isn't Jack, because she didn't give you two beautiful children." I got up close to him and breathed on the path that I had just traced. Jack was hyperventilating.

"Amanda, please," he hissed. I kissed the path and nuzzled his ear. He whimpered a little bit under me. The Captain walked up.

"Excuse me, Jack. Can we please get back to the ship? Please?" He looked very upset and nervous. Jack hopped up eager to get away from me.

"Why not? My children need their mother. Let's go." The natives unwillingly let us go back to the ship, but the crew was glad to get away from them. Well, at least some of them. (shudders) Anyway, we got settled on the ship again and I tended to the babies. Jack stayed on deck the whole time, either from fright or…something else. He barged in the room that night, soaked and tired. The babies were sleeping and I was at the table. I looked up at him.

"Jack, you're soaked." I got up and helped him to a chair. I peeled off his shirt and took off his boots. [OOH! Jack without his shirt? Blow me down!]

"Where's the rum?"

"Jack, you know that there isn't any." I could tell that he was very tired and out of it so I took his belt off and led him over to our bed. He pulled me down with him and kissed me. I tasted rum on his lips so I pulled away.

"My pants are wet too." He smiled at me.

"Jack!" [geocities. com / horse1412000 / family. jpg, let's hope that this works, take out the spaces.]