A/N: Thanks for reviewing! A long overdue chapter, with more coming not-so-soon… Enjoy!

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"Too late, Jack." She said determinedly setting her eyes on the target.

Will turned around to see a distraught Elizabeth with a gun pointed right at his head. And he could do nothing but watch in shock as she pressed it to his temple. His angry expression was replaced quickly by one of amusement and he pressed his sword to Jack's neck, enough for Jack to wince in pain and it was only the beginning of what he would feel once this conversation was over. Worse than the kraken, he thought.

By now, the whole crew had gathered around the three, including Anna. She was more than displeased but just kept watching, for her own sake. Then, Will started to laugh and she held the gun even closer to him, causing him to break out hysterically.

"My, my. Elizabeth. Or should I call you Mrs. Sparrow. Did you forget already? I. Can't. Die." He said menacingly.

She merely looked at him in awe. She had forgotten. And she saw that the blade was close to Jack's neck. Too close for comfort, both his and hers. She then did all she could think of doing.

She took the pistol's aim away from Will and instead turned it onto herself, pressing it firmly against her head. Jack's eyes widened with horror. Will, too, looked rather worried, but tried his best not to show it. But Elizabeth saw it and she would take advantage of that.

She knew that she was getting to him. Despite his anger, he still valued her. And if she were to take her away from him… forever… he would give in and stop hurting Jack.

Jack, however, was nearly having a heart attack. He couldn't believe how selfless his Lizzie was. She grinned widely, a fire burning deep in her eyes. She looked at Jack and reassured him.

"Maybe you can't. But I can." She said, purposely quoting Will.

"Elizabeth… you heard Jack. Don't do anything stupid, please. It won't solve anything."

"Oh yes it will. It's me you're fighting over. And don't you for one second think I won't do it. Because I will. So unless you let Jack go… now, Will… I'll do it."

"Elizabeth…" he said as he lowered the weapon from Jack's neck.

"There. I did what you asked, now please. Put the gun down. I don't want you getting hurt."

For every step he took towards her, she took one back. The gun still planted firmly on her temple.

"I'm not your wife anymore. Nor do I want to be. You have proven yourself to be despicable." She said, remembering that she first said that to Jack when they met.

Oh, how wrong she had been back then to not see the good man that lay beneath all that swagger…

"Elizabeth… I thought you loved me. I mean, you married me!"

"Forgive me for having a momentary lapse of judgment in the middle of a bloody storm battle!"

"Lapse of judgment? Is that what our marriage was to you?" he asked, on the verge of tears himself.

"No… Will, I won't lie to you and at some point, I was in love with you. And I'll always love you, no matter what. I'm just not in love with you anymore. I'm sorry, I truly am sorry. But I'll still keep your heart. And I'll be back in ten years, so you'll be free."

"So this is it, then. It's over. All these years… gone."

"No, Will. Not gone. I'll treasure them forever. It's just that now… now I've found my freedom." She said looking at Jack.

He smiled at her sincere comment. Once Elizabeth put down the gun, Will turned around to face Jack and when he expected a blow to the head, instead he got an extended hand. And Jack shook it.

"Promise me, Jack. That you'll take care of her."

"I promise on me life, Mate."

"Good. Because if I ever find out that you've hurt her, I will kill you."

"Wouldn't have it any other way."

Then, he turned back to Elizabeth who was trying to fight the tears.

"Elizabeth… I'll always love you. You were the one."

"Will, there's someone out there for you. I know it."

"She's right, ye know." Said a timid voice.

"Who's she?"

"That's Annabelle. Jack's sister."

"If Lizzie doesn't feel content with coming back, Will, I don't mind. I've never had much luck with love…" she smiled sweetly.

And at that moment, Will felt that his father was right. Everything would be alright.

"Annabelle." He said as though trying the name on for size.

And he found something amazing. Something incredible. Something… unexpected. He found that he rather liked it. She smiled at him and tucked some strands of hair behind her ear, shyly. Then, he turned his attention back to Elizabeth and Jack, who were now standing side by side.

"So… you're not going to the Fountain, then?"

"No, we are. Just… for different reasons, now, I suppose…"

"Everyday. Since I've had this job… I've wanted out. I want to live again. I want to be free…"

Annabelle's voice came all too soon.

"There's a way."

"What?" asked Will, incredulously.

"There's a way… for you to live again."

"How?"

"The Fountain… has powers other than immortality. Perhaps if you drink from it, well, then you won't be bound to the Dutchman."

"And who would take my place as captain?"

Will's father stepped onto the Black Pearl and looked at his son.

"Oh I'm sure you'll find someone. And you'll get to live… forever."

"Alright." He said light-heartlessly.

Elizabeth smiled at her former love.

"Will, that's wonderful! You'll be free…"

"So will you. No more waiting. No more promises." To break, he thought.

But then his thoughts turned to Annabelle, the striking girl, whom he could not believe was related to Jack. She smiled at him and went to stand around the crowd. Then, Jack decided to cut in.

"So it's settled, then? We go to the Fountain, you get your life back, and we're all free to go our merry ways."

They approached the Fountain of Youth and everyone was excited. They had made it in just a few days with Will and the Flying Dutchman following the Black Pearl. Will, with two pails of water tied to his feet, stepped was the first to get off of the ship. Once everyone arrived on shore, they decided to regroup.

"Alright everyone. The Fountain is that-a-way. But ye be warned. Many a strange things happen when one drinks from the Fountain so don't be surprised. Savvy?" said Jack.

The crowd nodded, anxious to get on with the voyage. Once they reached the Fountain, they stood in awe looking at its crisp, crystal clear waters. Will was the first to drink from it and then he put his hand to his chest. He frowned but then smiled again.

"I… I can't feel my heartbeat." He said as he removed the buckets from his feet.

"But I can step on land!"

Elizabeth was next and she cautiously approached the water, keeping in mind what Jack had said about 'strange things' happening. Once she took a sip, her whole world went black and the last thing she heard was Jack's worried voice calling out her name.

After a few minutes, she finally came to and decided to look at her surroundings. She was on an island, but it wasn't the island they were previously on… yet it was strangely familiar… and then it came to her.

It was her and Jack's island! Their island… the one they had been stranded on, the first time around… She looked down and noticed that she was in the white undergarments she was wearing when she had been forced to walk the plank and give Barbossa back his dress. She saw Jack, her Jack, looking down at her with genuine concern.

"Are… you alright, Miss Swann?"

"Jack? What happened?"

"Well… you were oh so kindly informing me that we have to do something to save Will and then you just… fell, as it were."

"Fell? Will? What are you talking about? Miss Swann?"

"I believe the heat's getting to you."

"No, Jack. I'm perfectly fine. I just, I was drinking the water and then everything went black and I… oh my… I'm not there, am I… Oh Bugger…"

"What did you just say?" wondering where she had learned that word.

"Bugger! Bugger it all! Oh Jack, when I get my hands on you!"

"What'd I do? Not that I'd be protesting, though."

"Not you!" Then she regained her composure.

"I'm sorry… Jack. But would you believe if I told you that something happened in the future that caused me to be here, now, in the past?"

"And I didn't take you for a daft lass." He said, sympathetically.

"I'm not daft, Jack! How can I prove this to you?"

"I don't know, but let's get back to the topic of hands, shall we?"

"Annabelle." She said knowingly.

"What?"

"Annabelle. You have a sister named Annabelle. I met her, later… now do you believe me?"

"How do you know her?"

"Wait… if I'm here now, then where's the me that should be here? Oh no. She's there! Jack will have a hard time explaining to her that their married."

"What? Married? Miss Swann, I do think you should rest…"

"No! You think I'm crazy! I'm not crazy. Wait… if this is before Isla de Muerta… then it's before the kraken… and before I… you don't have to die!"

"What? What's all this about marriage and death… not like their much different, mind you, but what are you bloody talking about?""Very well. Let's start from the beginning, then shall we?"

"Typical."

"Fine. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Mrs. Elizabeth, or Lizzie, as you like to call me, Sparrow."

"You're me wife?"

"Yes."

"How did that happen?"

"You'll see, it'll all make sense, I promise."

"Do I get… husbandly privileges?"

"Of course. But we'll get to that later."

"Right! Now on with this story so later can come sooner, Luv."

"Alright. Well…" and then she proceeded in telling him about the Aztec treasure and the how the curse is finally lifted and Barbossa killed.

She continues on about how they return to Port Royal and Will saves his life when he was about to be hanged. She goes on about them being arrested and her setting off to find Will. Then she brings in Davy Jones and the Flying Dutchman and the need to find the chest, causing him to wince. He interrupts her there.

"So wait… you don't marry bloody Norrington?"

She sighed, remembering his death.

"No… my marriage to Will is interrupted by Beckett."

"Oh. Do go on, Dearie."

Then she goes on about how she goes to Tortuga and sails with him on his ship and how all the while he is trying to seduce her. She tells him about the compass and how it points to him and their visit to Isla Cruces and the digging up of the chest and the trio fight between Will, Norrington, and himself. She goes on to how they finally escape Davy Jones' crew and how the kraken attacks them. Then she painfully tells him of how she tricks him, by kissing him, and chains him to the mast, leaving him to die. A part that he doesn't find too fascinating. Before she had a chance to continue, he grabbed her wrists and held them firmly.

"So tell me, Luv. If you're telling me now… that you're going to kill me… why should I even bother save ye?"

"Because you didn't let me finish." She said, pulling her wrists away from him.

She continued on about their voyage to World's End to rescue him and how they now had an element of surprise against Jones. And how Beckett had the heart, after Norrington gave it to them. She fast-forwards to the Brethren Court, Norrington's death, her election of Pirate King, and Calypso as well as the war and Will becoming Captain of the Flying Dutchman. Then she goes on to mention her marriage to Will and how he nullified it, them getting married themselves.

"And then we were at the Fountain when I took a drink… and here I am."

"Wow… So Jones gets what he deserved, then?"

"Yes."

"And what of the whelp?"

"Oh. Will. Yes, he drinks from the Fountain and becomes mortal, like he wanted to."

"So… I love ye?"

"You will. In time."

"This is too strange."

"I know, I'm sorry. Don't believe me if I ever tell you otherwise." She said, nearly crying.

"Ok…"

"Promise me!"

"Alright, alright. I promise. So… since you've seen it all, done it all… King? Are you sure about that?"

"Positive. You made me King of the Brethren Court."

"Well then… Your Highness… how do you propose we get off this island, since we apparently did it then… have done… will do it? Before…"

"Well, there's a rum cache nearby. And we have to burn it. Well, I burned it."

"Burn the rum?! You really are daft!"

"Jack, it's the only way! You see… Norrington will come and find us."

"I thought he dies."

"He will! Not yet, though. He dies trying to save me. After we save you. And Tia Dalma…"

"Who is really Calypso… right?"

"Yes, right. She is released to the sea."

"So I kill Barbossa and he comes back."

"Yes, by her doing. And we need him. To save you, of course."

"Right. Are you sure you haven't already found that cache, Luv?"

"Jack! You don't believe me!"

"Just finding it hard to believe… alright… if ye are telling the truth, then… tell me… how many Pirate Lords are there?"

"9. And they each have a piece of eight."

"Ah. You could have read that in a storybook though… let's see… something personal… ah, got it! How long did Davy Jones give me to be Captain of the Black Pearl?"

"13. He raised your ship from the depths and re-named it the Black Pearl, as it used to be called the Wicked Wench when you worked for Beckett. And I'll tell you what else I know. Last time we were here… well, last time I was here, which is now… well anyway, I asked you if any of your stories were true. And I know that you only spent a grand total of three days on this island. And that the rum runners used this island so you bartered your way off."

"Bugger. You're not lying."

"No."

"So, ye're Mrs. Sparrow, then?"

"Yes. And I'm a pirate, just like you… oh I can only imagine how Jack is… how you're dealing with 'me' now."

She just lay there, in Jack's arms. And he rather liked it. He felt like the luckiest man on Earth, even if he was with a daft woman. Er, girl. How old was she? 17? Well, at least she was legal! After all… if she really was a pirate… then propriety didn't matter. They spent the night singing their song and then the time came.

"Do we have to burn it all, Luv?"

"Yes… Last time, I had to get you drunk, though. But now, seeing as I know better, I'll just have to… persuade you."

"Oh, I do like the sound of that…"

"But only once we burn it."

"As you wish, me love."

They burned the rum and waited, watching the fire. It gave off a more romantic feel than the last time. Then, they finally saw a ship with white sails approaching. Jack looked worried but Elizabeth reassured him that everything would be alright and for him not to do anything stupid. Once they boarded the ship, Elizabeth saw James. James… and he was alive. He saved her life. And he didn't even know it yet. She couldn't hold herself back and kept staring at him smiling. He looked at her strangely.

"Is something wrong, Elizabeth?"

"No… can I… can I hug you?"

"Of course…"

She slowly walked up to him and touched his arm to make sure he was real and gave him a tight hug, with tears coming out of her eyes, noticed by her father and Jack.

"I think you're getting a bit too close for comfort with me wifey, there, Commodore."

James looked up in shock and Elizabeth turned around to sneer at Jack. He just waved his hands innocently in the air.

"What?" asked James, bewildered.

"What? It's her story, not mine."

"What is he talking about, Elizabeth?" he said, while wiping the tears away from her eyes.

"I have no idea. I'm so glad you're ok, James."

"What do you mean, no idea. You're the one that…"

"Jack! Shut up."

"She wears the pants in this relationship."

"Jack, I mean it!"

"Alright, alright."

She looked to James… how could she save his life without telling him she was from the future? She decided to make him promise her something. Once they worked out that they were going to go and save Will as a wedding present, she approached James. Jack followed but she gave him a stern look and he backed off, not wanting to get slapped by his future beloved. If she was even telling the truth. Although, he did rather like the idea… anyway… So Elizabeth approached James and put a hand on his shoulder and he motioned for her to sit next to him. She happily obliged… Oh, James. If only you knew I'll be the death of you.She took his hand in hers and tried her best to smile.

"I'm so happy you decided to accept the engagement. You've no idea how happy I am."

"I'm happy, too. James… will you promise me something?"

"Sure… anything."

"No. I mean it, James. Promise me. On my life."

"What could be so serious, Elizabeth?"

"Promise me… that no matter what… if I ask you to come with me, you will. You'll forget propriety and you'll forget everything. You'll come with me.""I promise, Elizabeth. I promise."

"Thank you."

"Go on, now. You should rest."

"Alright."

"Wait. What did Sparrow mean about 'wife'?"

"You know pirates. They're out in the sun for too long."

"Right."

Elizabeth left James' side, feeling better, and feeling that she truly got through to him. She searched the ship to try and find Jack and spotted him sitting near the railing. She walked up to him and made sure that no one was watching.

"Do you think I made a mistake? Telling you? Do you think that now, perhaps, things won't end up the way they should?"

"You mean us." He said with a mischievous grin.

"Yes. Us."

"No, Luv. I don't think you made a mistake. I would've done the same. We're very much alike, you know. You and I. I and…"

"You. Us." She smiled, noting that he had said that before. So perhaps things would still work out.

"We're peas in a pod, Luv."

"Yes, we are. So…"

"Yet… once we find Will, you'll have to pretend."

"Yes, I know. And I have to. You've got to understand, Jack. It's the only way. We've got to make sure everything happens the way it did before. Otherwise… what happens in the future might change."

"Ok… but I still get husbandly privileges, don't I?"

"Of course, Jack. At least… you will. And believe me. It's worth the wait."

"Course it is." He said nonchalantly.

But there was something about this girl that made him trust her. That made him believe every word that came out of her tantalizingly close lips. Her perfect skin. There was something… that gave him hope she was telling the truth.

"Listen. Don't tell anyone else what I've told you. Please. That little slip-up with James almost cost you your life. So please. Keep quiet."

"Fine. But it's rather difficult to see him like that around my beloved."

"Oh don't get ahead of yourself, Mr. Sparrow. I'm not your beloved yet. I haven't even been Will's beloved yet! And besides. I'm sure I won't be here long. I'm sure Jack… well, you… will find a way to fix all of this."

"I'm sure I will."

"And why is that?"

"I'm Captain Jack Sparrow."

"That you are."

She stood up and left her future husband to take her former-former fiancé's advice to go and rest.

Meanwhile, while all of this was happening, another Elizabeth woke up to a very strange surprise. And she wasn't too happy. Everyone crowded around her limp body, thinking she was dead. And Jack was stroking her cheek with one hand and checking for a pulse with the other. Once he felt one, he was very relieved, as was everyone else. Finally, she started to come to and the first thing she saw were two brown orbs staring down at her with obvious affection. She immediately pushed the figure crowding over her, knowing all too well who it was.

"Get off me! Just because we're on an island alone, doesn't mean that…" she trailed off as she saw all of the concerned people around her.

The person she took greatest interest in was Will, whom she looked at with excitement. She jumped up and threw her arms around him much to his shock as well as Jack's.

"Will! You're safe!"

"Of course… why wouldn't I be?"

"Oh, Will. I thought you were dead. That's what he said!" she said pointing to Jack. He just looked up at Will in confusion.

"How did we get here anyway? The last thing I remember was you telling me that Will would be dead by the time we reached him."

Jack decided to cut in and offer an explanation.

"Lizzie, Luv. Are you alright? I mean, I did say that but a long time ago. On the island." He said to clear things up.

"It is Miss Swann to you, you… pirate!" she said with conviction. Then she noticed Barbossa and she walked up to him, her finger waving madly.

"And you! You despicable rat! You made us jump overboard!"

"Ye forget already, that we be on the same side, lass?"

"I will never be on your side." She said with more venom than even she had expected. Then she turned to Jack.

"And as for you… I have no idea where you get off calling me anything but my name. Don't you have any propriety?"

"Lizzie… Elizabeth…"

"I thought I made myself perfectly clear that it is Miss Swann!"

"No, Luv. It's Mrs. Sparrow." Her eyes nearly popped out of her head. She looked at him in disbelief.

"What? Me? Married to you?" she said as though it were a joke. "No. That is impossible, Captain Sparrow. I apologize but that is just not possible. I am Elizabeth Swann. Where's Father?" she said turning to Will.

"The Fountain. It must have… triggered something." Said Will.