Will

He had left her standing there watching him as he disappeared. He had to do his duty no matter how hard it was to leave her. After all, she wouldn't love him if he was corrupted and became all tentaclely like Jones. She had said she would wait and wait faithfully – 10 years. She was alone now. He knew Jack had left for another adventure and although she had her crew from the Empress; she had lost in one way or another all the people she loved and those closest to her heart. In Will's eyes, they might as well have ripped out her heart as well for that was what had happened just not in the physical sense.

He thought back at the recent events. He had only been separated from Elizabeth for a relatively short time and in that time she had been elected Pirate King, he smiled at the very thought, and she had declared war on the East India Trading Company, namely one Lord Cutler Beckett. Cutler Beckett – that man had ruined more lives than he cared to think not to mention is official wedding day. At least he had made sure the man got what he deserved. Will stopped himself from this depressing line of thoughts. He remembered the surprise wedding and thought how funny it was when he had asked for Elizabeth's decision and she yelled out Barbossa. He was sure anyone watching would have laughed at his expression. She had made him so happy when she became his wife. He felt untouchable that was until Davy Jones. No – he had started to remember the bad again and he shook his head. Remembering the smile on Elizabeth's face when she saw me as Captain of the Dutchman for the first time, that made Will smile. As did the thoughts of how sweet their short honeymoon had been. He had longed for the day that Miss Swan would become Mrs. Turner. He wanted to make them both complete. He wanted to make her feel like she was the most special person on the entire earth and from her sounds and reactions; he had accomplished his goal – several times. She had completely overwhelmed him at times and now they would only have their memories for 10 years.

Having fought off the sadness of being separated already, he found the emptiness creeping back into his soul. He decided to go up to the deck and talk to his father to distract his thoughts of Elizabeth. "Are you alright son," Bootstrap asked Will seeing him emerge from below.

"I will be in time. Maybe 10 years time though."

"I am truly sorry for the sacrifice you and your wife must make."

"What is it Davy Jones would always say – life is cruel?"

Bootstrap nodded his head in agreement. "I just wish there had been another way. I am sorry that I did not help you until it was too late. You should have never come after me to rescue me."

"Father, please. I made you a promise and now I've made Elizabeth a promise. I will return in 10 years and we will be a family once again that means you as well."

"You've turned out to be a fine young man. No thanks to your father. Your mother did a fine job with you."

"That was all in the past. I found you and you are with me now so let's not dwell on it."

Bootstrap agreed and felt he had gotten a second chance at life. He would make it up to his son and would help him in any way he could.

"You know, son, we are going to be very busy for a long time since Jones has failed to do his duty for so many years."

"Aye. And since I can't sleep and I guess I really don't need to sleep right now. We should get started."

Bootstrap took over the wheel and turned the ship as Will conscious directed them to go. They started to pick up souls from the battle with EITC, one of the first was a familiar face.

"Mr. James Norrington. Welcome aboard the Flying Dutchman," Will calmly said walking in front of a line of people just brought aboard.

"Will Turner? What are you doing aboard the Dutchman," James asked.

"I am now the Captain. Just before I died after being stabbed by Davy Jones, Jack and Elizabeth helped me stab the heart. Now I must take Jones' place and ferry souls only seeing my wife for one day every ten years."

"Your wife? I take that to mean Elizabeth." Will smiled and nodded. "Then she is alive and well?"

"Yes and I might say thanks to you. She became the Pirate King of the Brethren Court and declared war on the EITC and while Jones almost killed her. He had to choose his victim between myself and her. Thankfully he went after me and she is safe."

"That is good to hear and I truly am sorry that you apart from her like this."

Will not wanting to talk more about his sorrow, continued his duty. "You have a choice," he told those lined up on the deck of his ship, "you can serve aboard the Dutchman as my crew until you are comfortable with moving on or you can move on to the other side now."

Will was not surprised when the answer to all so far had been to move on and be with loved ones but he came to one James Norrington, James surprisingly said, "I want to become part of your crew."

"Are you sure? You would be taking orders from me. Are you ready for that?"

"I took orders from the likes of Beckett. You will be a refreshing change."

"But I also married Elizabeth."

"But you make her happy. She only agreed to marry me at one time to save you. I'm not a fool Will Turner. We wouldn't have been happy with her heart belonging to you."

"Very well then welcome to the crew."

"Looks like about 10 more Captain, shall we take them aboard," a crew member asked Will

"Aye, make ready for more souls."

Will and James looked over to see the first man pulled on board was Mercer. Will was not as familiar with him as James but Will could tell by James' face that this man was not a friendly man. Mercer to his credit after seeing Will at the helm and the scar on his chest - simply moved to the side trying to stay inconspicuous. The rest were pulled out and finally the tenth man started to come on board.

"This one's the last one Captain," the Dutchman's crew man said.

"Very well. Mr. Turner," Will called to his father, "get ready to get underway."

James and Will then turned to the ones just pulled from the water. Will, who was looking at James, saw fury and shock on James' face then turned completely to see that the last man pulled from the water, was in fact one Lord Cutler Beckett.