Author's Note: This whole idea occurred to me a few nights back (a.k.a. At 10:30 P.M. where no writing tools were available to me.), and I had to find something to write with so that I wouldn't go nuts. This is the finished product. When I thought of this, I had no idea that there was such a thing as a 'green flash' or that it happened at twilight-or that it is, indeed, in At Worlds End. It was wacky and completely unintentional, but when I saw how it worked with the plot, I had to keep it. Please don't kill me, Disney! I beg of you!

Disclaimer: I want Jack Sparrow, I want Jack Sparrow, oh I wish...

Elizabeth Swann closed her eyes, praying that sleep would come to her. Three days had passed since Jack's death, three days into voyage of Worlds End. She had cried herself to sleep every night since then, guilty for chaining Jack to the mast, sorrowful because Will hadn't even given her a passing glance.

She'd been tossing and turning for the best part of four hours, tears slipping down her cheeks without her consent, sobs shaking her form. She was sick and tired of doing this, but she couldn't stop it. She missed Jack so much…

"Elizabeth."

The voice made her stop. She settled in bed. Her heart went a million miles a minute. Elizabeth knew that voice. Her voice quivered.

"Jack?"

His smiling face appeared before her, he looked happy and carefree without the slightest trace of worry.

"Aye, love. It's me."

"Jack!"

Elizabeth was running to him, crying, and the rest of his body appeared, completely unharmed. He grinned even more widely. She went to him, throwing her arms around his neck, and broke down completely. He was real, solid. Not an illusion.

'Jack, I-I'm sorry, I missed you, I-I…" She suddenly looked at him fiercely, then slapped him so hard that he literally saw stars. He staggered.

"Easy, love! What was that for?"

"For scaring me, that's what! You were just sauntering around here, making me worried, and then you just come down here and-"

"Erm…love?"

Elizabeth stopped her ranting and glared at him.

"What?"

Jack looked irritated. "If I remember correctly, it was you who chained me to the mast. Not said pirate chaining you. And we aren't in any particular place, either. Look around."

She did look around. And around. And around. Nothing. Nothing but one-toned color and light, coming from everywhere and nowhere, surrounding them. It seemed solid, she and Jack were standing without problems, but…

"Jack…where are we?"

"I told you, love, no said place. I'm not sure meself."

"Are…are you real?"

"Real enough, I'd say. And for the record, I was eaten, but…here I am." Jack shrugged. "Anyway, I've got to tell you something."

"What, Jack?"

"Well, I'm not free. I suppose that I'm in Davy Jones's locker. White-sanded purgatory,

nasty place, but…you have to come find me, Lizzie. It's awful. Davy Jones knew what he was doing when he created it." There was real fear in Jack's voice, now. Something that Elizabeth had never heard before. It scared her.

"Your worst fears, every day, no escape, no way out." He couldn't face her anymore. "I would never wish it on anyone, love. No one deserves that. You have to get me out. You are looking for me…right?" He turned and looked in her eyes. Her heart melted.

"Oh, Jack…yes, but we don't know where we're going. To Worlds End. What is that, Jack? Do you even know?"

"Aye, love, but it'll be work getting here-there. I'm not there right now, obviously, I don't know why."

"Um, so, where are you?"

"Right. Well, you can get there at dawn or dusk, I suppose, at twilight-and you can only get there when there's a 'green flash'. It's simple; really-it's just a flash of green light across the sky. You might miss it; they can be tiny or huge. Usually tiny. Just sail in that direction, wherever you see it. The opening lasts for about three days, and-"

Elizabeth interrupted. "What do you mean, 'the opening'?"

Jack sighed, exasperated. "There is a space in the sky, low to the horizon, lasting from the moment the flash appears to three days afterwards. It closes after that, and another won't appear for a few months. I can't stay there that long, Lizzie. You must come quickly."

"So, what happens?"

"Well, the space is big enough for a ship to go through, so you just sail into it. And you end up here, wherever I am. It's a bumpy ride, love, not fun at all, but the sooner you get here, the sooner you leave."

Elizabeth was silent for a moment, thinking. Jack, too, was quiet. She thought about something.

"Jack, when is this happening? What will I do? I mean, this seems so unbelievable; why haven't I heard of such a thing before?"

"It'll soon be happening, love. Within the week. Worlds End isn't a widely known thing, though, place, whatever," He waved his hand, seemingly bothered, "You might as well tell the crew. They probably won't believe you, though. And speaking of which, who is the captain?" Jack was suddenly interested.

"No one will believe me, will they?" Elizabeth said quietly, ignoring his last question.

"As long as you remember it, love, it'll be good as anyone's word. Now, Lizzie, do tell, what ship are you on, and who's captain?"

Elizabeth gave him an amused glance.

"Well, Mister Sparrow, we are on the Lavender Seas, an appropriate name for such a ship, yes? However, as to your second inquiry, I'm disinclined to acquiesce to your request."

Jack looked at her skeptically.

"Why, Miss Swann, I've only ever heard one man say that, but it would be foolish for me to accuse, because that man is dead."

Elizabeth tried to keep her face blank.

"I will let it slide for the moment, darling, but no one can get past ol' Jack, never. Not on pain of death."

Elizabeth noted the irony.

There was silence for a moment, then Jack said, "You best be getting back, love."

Elizabeth nodded silently, before wordlessly embracing him. Jack didn't object in any way, he simply held her. She was quiet for a moment; then she spoke.

"Jack?"

"Yes, love?"

"I am sorry."

"I know, darling, I know. You need to go now."

She nodded again, and he released her. She turned and walked away, without ever looking back.

Everything went black.

Elizabeth Swann opened her eyes, breathing heavily with a fast-beating heart. She looked around her. She was in her bunk, it was late at night, and they still had to find Jack.

Jack!

The details of the dream rushed back to her, and she braced herself for whatever was going to happen.

She knew what she had to do.

A/N: I know, I know, it screams sequel, but I am out of ideas. So if anyone wants to suggest anything, review or leave me a message. But do keep in mind, it is much easier to be the reviewer and demand something then it is to be the author who has no idea what to do about it. That being said, feel free to press to pretty button at the bottom of your screen. It completely makes my day. Seriously. Sorry for rambling. Now REVIEW!!!!