Pirates of the Caribbean: More from Beyond the World

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Lover's Meeting

A/N: THANKS EVERYONE WHO EVER REVIEWED! Okay, 9 more reviews and I'll have 100, so please review again! The story is coming to its conclusion, because I'm not really too good with long epic adventures...

When they had all drunk their fill, they went back for Gibbs and Jacky. They agreed that telling the rest of the crew about it would not be a very good idea. Gibbs looked about thirty years younger, and they were just wondering how they would explain that to the crew, let alone Elizabeth's hair color. Jack and Ana might slip through unnoticed.

"Well, we'll think of that one later," Elizabeth decided. "I feel so happy now I don't want to think of anything unpleasant."

"But, love, remember, though we might feel younger, we're still the same," Jack told her. It was true enough. Jack's heart certainly didn't feel any younger. They'd just go on living like they were. Forever. It was a hard thing to contemplate, so Jack pushed it from his mind. That's what he did with most things that were hard to contemplate.

Elizabeth, meanwhile, produced a small bottle and filled it with the water. Jack knew it was for Will.

"Do you think it will keep?" she asked.

"I'm sure it will, love."

"I feel kind of sleepy," Ana remarked. Everyone was also feeling the same thing. Sleep stole inexorably over them. In minutes, everyone was asleep.

They woke up to the bright light of midday. They headed back to place where the crew had spent the night and found them all still asleep.

"Well, that's odd," Jack muttered.

They tried to wake them up, but it was all in vain. Suddenly, Elizabeth, trying to shake one awake, reeled back.

"Why, they're all dead!" she cried in revulsion.

It soon became apparent that they really were dead. There wasn't a heartbeat from a single one. It was Ana Maria who noticed the thin trails of black smoke, rising slowly but steadily from the mouth of a deep chasm.

"It must be poisoned," Jack said.

"Let's get out of here," Ana said grimly.

"I'm so sorry," Elizabeth said, through tears. "They were all good and loyal. They didn't deserve this."

"It might be better this way," Jack told her. "The less people know about this place the better."

The five of them went back to the Pearl. It was a grim place they were leaving behind, feeling like the only creatures in an empty world.

It was surprisingly easy to sail with only four, because all the currents and winds seemed to be in their favor. On the third day from the island, the spotted another ship.

"It's the Flying Dutchman!" Jack cried.

"Will!" Elizabeth gasped.

They came close to the Dutchman very soon. Will was the first one aboard the Pearl. Elizabeth stood and looked at him, and tried so say something, but somehow, she couldn't speak. Then she was in Will's arms and he was kissing her.

"Look Will," she cried, showing him their son. "It's our son!"

"Our son?" Will asked, wonderingly, picking Jacky up.

"Yes, his name is Jack,"

"It's a lovely name, Elizabeth," Will said, eyes twinkling.

"I'm so glad to see you, Will," she said, hugging his again.

Elizabeth and Jack told Will the whole story about the Fountain of Youth, and Jack politely offered Will and Elizabeth his cabin for the night.

"I don't believe you two have had a proper wedding night in a bed," he observed. Will, who still had some semblance of the late Governor Swann's favorite virtue, propriety; blushed slightly. Elizabeth however remarked that Jack was absolutely right.

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