Epilogue
"And that's how I became their chief." Jack said as he told the story.
Jack Sparrow smiled as he held his grandchildren. He now had four total. Two boys and two girls.
They were on the Black Pearl in his cabin and he was telling them stories. They loved his stories.
As they sat with him, they were looked at the portrait of Maddy. After her death, he had packed up some things from their house on Angel's Heart and her portrait took a special place in his cabin.
Ten year old Jack Sparrow III sat by his feet and he held the two young girls on his lap. The twins, seven year old Jorja Elizabeth and Caitlin Madeline. The girls were the spitting image of Maddy. From their hair to their eyes. He loved them dearly, but sometimes looking at them was bittersweet.
"Tell us how you met Gramma Maddy." Jorja said smiling at Jack.
Little Jack rolled his eyes. "Again?"
Jack started laughing.
"But Jack, it's so romantic." Caitlin said smiling with her sister. "Please Grandpa Jack."
"Oh please!" Little Jack said looking at his grandfather. "Grandpa, please not again."
They all turned when they heard a noise by the door. JJ stood there holding his newborn son, William Jackson. "Leave your grandpa alone you scamps. Maman says it's time for dinner. Now scoot." he said smiling.
"Aye Papa!" They shouted and ran out of the cabin.
JJ moved closer to his father. He was still the spitting image of Jack, although Jack had a few gray hairs.
Jack looked at the small baby and then JJ handed the baby to him. Jack cradled him in his arms. "Are ye and Katrina happy JJ?" he asked.
"Aye Da. We are very happy. Despite some of our problems that we had. Then again, you and mum had your share of them" JJ said looking up at the painting of his mother. "You still miss her a lot."
"Aye, I do. Yer mother is someone not easily forgotten." Jack said looking at Maddy.
"Well come on Da, dinner is waiting." JJ said and left the cabin. Leaving Jack with the baby.
Jack looked down at the small child and then back up at the painting. "See Maddy, he's happy. And we've got four beautiful grandchildren." Jack smiled sadly at the painting. It was coming up on the anniversary of her death and those days were never easy for Jack.
He kissed the baby's head and looked up at Maddy once again. A smile tugging at his lips as if he knew she was looking down upon them. Proud and at peace.
Epilogue
"And that's how I became their chief." Jack said as he told the story.
Jack Sparrow smiled as he held his grandchildren. He now had four total. Two boys and two girls.
They were on the Black Pearl in his cabin and he was telling them stories. They loved his stories.
As they sat with him, they were looked at the portrait of Maddy. After her death, he had packed up some things from their house on Angel's Heart and her portrait took a special place in his cabin.
Ten year old Jack Sparrow III sat by his feet and he held the two young girls on his lap. The twins, seven year old Jorja Elizabeth and Caitlin Madeline. The girls were the spitting image of Maddy. From their hair to their eyes. He loved them dearly, but sometimes looking at them was bittersweet.
"Tell us how you met Gramma Maddy." Jorja said smiling at Jack.
Little Jack rolled his eyes. "Again?"
Jack started laughing.
"But Jack, it's so romantic." Caitlin said smiling with her sister. "Please Grandpa Jack."
"Oh please!" Little Jack said looking at his grandfather. "Grandpa, please not again."
They all turned when they heard a noise by the door. JJ stood there holding his newborn son, William Jackson. "Leave your grandpa alone you scamps. Maman says it's time for dinner. Now scoot." he said smiling.
"Aye Papa!" They shouted and ran out of the cabin.
JJ moved closer to his father. He was still the spitting image of Jack, although Jack had a few gray hairs.
Jack looked at the small baby and then JJ handed the baby to him. Jack cradled him in his arms. "Are ye and Katrina happy JJ?" he asked.
"Aye Da. We are very happy. Despite some of our problems that we had. Then again, you and mum had your share of them" JJ said looking up at the painting of his mother. "You still miss her a lot."
"Aye, I do. Yer mother is someone not easily forgotten." Jack said looking at Maddy.
"Well come on Da, dinner is waiting." JJ said and left the cabin. Leaving Jack with the baby.
Jack looked down at the small child and then back up at the painting. "See Maddy, he's happy. And we've got four beautiful grandchildren." Jack smiled sadly at the painting. It was coming up on the anniversary of her death and those days were never easy for Jack.
He kissed the baby's head and looked up at Maddy once again. A smile tugging at his lips as if he knew she was looking down upon them. Proud and at peace.
Author's Notes
I want to give everyone who has reviewed this story my deepest and heartfelt thanks! I am so glad that I was able to bring you enjoyment in reading this. I enjoyed each and every one of the reviews that you wrote. I always looked forward to seeing what you had thought about each chapter.
I know a lot of you were in shock and dissappointment when I killed Maddy. But I felt I really didn't have a choice. Sometimes you need to take a drastic chance with your story because you truly can't just keep beating a dead horse so to speak! LOL!
I loved writing these two stories, A Pirates Love and A Pirates Passion. I want to thank my very very good friend Diane for helping me with it. She helped to give Jack the 'edge' in a lot of the chapters.
And for those of you that have been in tears with this story, don't fret, I was right there with you as I was writing it. Maddy's death scene and Jack's final good-bye to her were heart wrenching for me and I was pretty much bawling as I was writing them! So you aren't alone! LOL!
As for JJ's story, I at first decided not to write it, but well, lol, I cannot just let his character blow off into the wind. Stay tuned for the first chapter of his story, A Pirates Heart coming soon. Also, a prequel is in the works of how Jack and Maddy met. I don't know exactly when I will get to that, but it will be coming.
If anyone has any questions about any of my stories, please email me privately. Thank Always,
Shelle