"You know Jack, this isn't the worse life I've ever had." I muttered.

After the battle, Jack and I had spent a few moments in shipwreck cove where we got remarried, a proper pirate marriage. Then Jack and I had set off, him not telling me exactly where we were going. Now here I lay, on the beautiful shore of the Italian peninsula. It was a wonderful sight to see the sun shrinking behind the distant mountain islands. It was even better when you had a cabin on the shore, all for us. Jack sat behind me on the wide, large, beach seat. Jack had his shirt untied, his pants rolled up. I had on only a large shirt and sitting between his spread legs, leaning my head back on his chest.

"How could it be? When you are spending it with Captain Jack Sparrow?" He asked, rubbing his tattoo that was on my arm. I smiled content after a long time.

"You know, I love you to pieces Jack, don't you?" I asked, turning to look up in his face. He smiled down at me.

"Yes, love, because I love you as well." He muttered against my lips.

"…a pirate's life for me…" Jack began to mutter and I laid back against his chest.

"Drink up, my hearties, yo ho." I sung with him.

"We're devils and black sheep, and really bad eggs…Drink up me hearties yo ho."