Authors Note: Holy crap…I'm so so so sorry….After my computer crashed and I lost all of my stories, I kind of just quit writing, my apologies…I've got a serious writers block problem, so please excuse this chapters shortness.

Chapter Eight ::.Jack just has to be insane.::

[Two Months Later…(P.s. Jack and Anne got married….' I'm not that great at writing weddings…)]

"Oh, c'mon love, ye have to be kiddin' me…We get married and then you don't want to…"

Anne whirled around, glaring at Jack playfully "I do want to do that…But I'm tired and I'm not in the mood to-"

"But love…It's a nice day out…We should go swimming…You've been whining about wantin' te go for awhile now…" Jack muttered, pouting slightly as he took another swig of rum "Plus it'd be fun…"
Anne chuckled and looked over her shoulder at him "You just want to see me without my dress on, you lecher." Quirking a brow Jack gave her an odd look "Lecher? ….Me? Nooo never…" He smirked "Aye, alright, sometimes…"

"More like all the time, Jack." Will muttered, leaning against the doorway of the Captain's room. "You were like that with every woman you were with…" If looks could kill…Will would be dead by now, the glare that both Jack and Anne gave the blacksmith clearly stated 'Shut up or you'll lose your tongue'. Will bowed his head slightly as he backed out of the room as quickly as possible.

Anne resumed folding her clothing, letting out a loud squeak as arms wrapped around her waist, looking over her shoulder she saw the arrogant smirk of her husband, Jack. "Oi, what do you want now, you lech?" She could hear Jack's deep throaty chuckle "Nothin', lovely, nothin…" Rolling her eyes she sighed "Alright Jack….We can go swimming…"

With a wide grin Jack picked Anne up, hoisting her up onto his shoulder he walked out of the room, heading towards the beach "We'll have fun, I promise ye love, we will."