The big day has finally arrived for Annabelle Turner and Brenton Sparrow and the happy couple couldn't have asked for better weather, the sun is shining and the water is calm. Both the Black Pearl and the Flying Dutchman are anchored in Port Royal's harbor and a large crowd has already gathered on the Pearl's deck to witness Annabelle and Brenton exchange vows. Will escorts his daughter towards the helm of the ship where Brenton stands smiling at his breathtaking fiancée. Once father and daughter have walked down the aisle, Will gives her hand to Brenton and takes his seat beside his wife and sons.
"Do you Annabelle Turner take Brenton Sparrow as your husband?" the Pastor asks.
"I do." she returns smiling.
"Do you Brenton Sparrow take Annabelle Turner as you wife?" he continues.
"I do." Breton replies.
"I now pronounce…" the Pastor began.
All of a sudden the Ghostly Galleon appears beside the Pearl and starts firing its cannons. Dunes and a handful of his crew appear on the deck with weapons drawn. The crowd screams and scramble to safety.
"Brenton?" Annabelle asks confused.
"Stay back." he tells her while drawing his sword.
Elizabeth pulls Annabelle away from the action while Will, Edward, and William follow Brenton's lead and draw their swords. Captain Dunes laughs and pulls out Will's heart.
"Long live, Captain Turner." he says while stabbing the heart.
Annabelle sits up in her bed breathing hard. She looks around the cabin and grabs her necklace that is around her neck.
"It was just a dream." she says to herself.
She gets out of bed and walks out onto the open deck. It's nearly sunrise, and the gentle ocean breeze blows her long hair. She stands by the railing, fidgeting with her necklace.
"You're up early, Ella." Brenton says as he comes up to her.
She turns around and gives him a smile then turns back towards the sea and sighs.
"I know…" she says, "I couldn't sleep."
"A lot on your mind?" he asks while wrapping his muscular arms around her.
She nods.
"I keep having these nightmares about Dunes and my father's heart..." she tells him, "I can't get it out of my mind."
"Well, maybe a visit to Port Royal is in order." he says.
"Really???" she asks turning to face him.
"Really…" Brenton replies while kissing her forehead, "Maybe if you can see the chest and your family again everything will be better… I love you."
"I love you too." she returns.
He walks off towards the helm giving orders.
"Mr. Cotton, set a course for Port Royal." he shouts.
"Aye, Captain." his parrot squawks.
Annabelle proudly watches her fiancée at the helm then returns to her daydreaming.